The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

Now that he said that, she was not polite.

Xiao Chuchu chose the variety show she watched last time, and it happened that the second episode was updated.

The second episode was full of hilarious laughter throughout.

But she didn't laugh too much, after all, she couldn't affect him who was busy with work.

Suddenly, his phone rang, he picked it up, said a few words and then hung up.

She was too busy watching the show to pay attention to what he said.

But his expression is not very good.

After a while, his phone rang again, this time his face became more solemn, and then he walked out of the study to answer the phone, and he came back in about a few minutes, followed by Dick and two bodyguards.

They all entered the cubicle next to the study.

Xiao Chuchu paused the program and followed it curiously.

Dick directed the bodyguards to put down the projection cloth, and a camera was sandwiched under the projection cloth.

"What's this doing?" He leaned against the door and asked.

Beichen Yuqing came over and stood in front of her, with a low and gentle voice, "Have you finished watching TV?"

Xiao Chuchu shook her head subconsciously, "No."

He looked into her deep eyes, raised his hand to straighten the broken hair on her forehead, "I have a short meeting later."

He was answering her question just now.

"A meeting?" She shifted her gaze to the projection cloth and the camera, pouted, and realized something, "Did I occupy your computer! If you didn't tell me earlier, I would turn off the TV right now."

She was about to turn off the TV, but she was pulled by her long arms, and pulled into her arms casually, "It's okay, you watch yours, haven't you finished watching it yet, they are about to finish it."

Beichen Yuqing hooked her shoulder, "I may still need to work for a while, if you are sleepy, go to bed first."

"Didn't you mean a short meeting?" She raised her head slightly, staring at him with clear eyes.

"Miss Xiao, the young master's short meeting will take at least an hour." Dick explained.

"Whispering." Beichen Yuqing glanced over.

Xiao Chuchu frowned, she understood that it would take at most ten minutes, but she didn't expect it would take an hour.

"You need to rest today." Knowing that he had to finish his work today, she just reminded him a little.

"I know, I try to keep meetings short."

Beichen Yuqing's heart warmed up. For the first time since he knew her, he felt extremely happy. He felt like he was surrounded by a honey pot.

She knew how much he wanted to leave all his work to be with her at this moment.

But at the following meeting today, there was an old man, that is, his father, Master Beichen.

There is no way to push it away.

Dick, "Master, it's done, we can start the meeting."

Beichen Yuqing kissed her forehead, "Remember, go to bed first when you're sleepy."

"Well, I see, then you are busy, I will watch the show again."

Xiao Chuchu turned and left, and the door closed behind her.

The sound insulation effect of each house in the villa in Banshanli is very good, and she can't hear the sound of the meeting at all.

Besides, she didn't want to listen to the show she continued to watch.

Halfway through the show, the director asked each guest to call his friend, and then one of his friends seemed to be a celebrity, and the program team even specially edited this section to be very mysterious, and then the guest's friend answered the phone, the program team hadn't heard yet. Introducing who it was, the barrage was flooded with Jingjing subtitles.

Xiao Chuchu quickly closed the barrage, and the program team began to introduce Ye Jing, an artist under Star Emperor Entertainment.

Xiao Chuchu raised her eyebrows, as if she was an artist currently favored by Star Emperor.

Who did she hear it from before, she couldn't remember, but when she saw the words 'Star Emperor Entertainment', she remembered something.

Two days ago, she secretly logged into WeChat. At that time, Li Zijie added her on WeChat. At that time, she neither agreed nor refused. Later, because of the email, she forgot to send it to him.