Quickly travel: The paranoid boss behind the Shura field has become sickly

three days later.

Wansheng Group.

Mocolillo sat at his desk and looked at the computer screen, busy working and listening to reports from his subordinates.

"President, Mr. Tu Shan has now moved out of Zeng Minghao's home."

Hearing this, Mokoliluo immediately raised his head, "Huh? What's going on?"

"Mr. Tushan currently lives in Xu Siming's home."

"Who is Xu Siming?"

Hearing that An Ting had moved away from Zeng Minghao's house, Mokoliluo felt better. Then he heard that An Ting was living in Xu Siming's house. This mood was as exciting as a roller coaster.

"Xu Siming is the owner of a private customization studio."

"He lives at Xu Siming's house? When?"

"After Mr. Tu Shan moved out of Zeng Minghao's house, he stayed at Xu Siming's house that night. Rumors heard from their studio said that Xu Siming was already preparing the wedding room for him and Mr. Tu Shan."

"Marriage room? Are they getting married?"

"Everyone in their entire studio is spreading rumors that Mr. Tu Shan and Xu Siming are in a relationship and are about to get married. If the rumors are false, the entire studio will not spread rumors like this."

Mokoliluo was silent for a moment, "Okay, you go out first."

"Good president."

Mokoliluo picked up the mobile phone on the table and clicked on Anting's contact number. After hesitating for a few minutes, he dialed Anting's number.

An Ting was busy shooting at this time, and put his cell phone aside on silent mode.

Xu Siming walked out of the tea room with coffee and happened to see An Ting's cell phone ringing. He originally didn't intend to help An Ting answer it, but the phone kept vibrating. He was worried that the other party had something urgent to call An Ting, so he answered it on his own initiative. .

"Hello."

Mokoliluo was silent for a few seconds and then asked: "Tu Shanting?"

"Xiao Ting is not free at the moment. If you have something urgent to call him, I will ask him to call you back later."

"Then who are you?"

"I am his boss Xu Siming."

When Mokoliluo heard the words Xu Siming, he hung up the phone without saying a word.

Xu Siming looked at the phone that was suddenly hung up, and he was confused.

"This person..."

Xu Siming put down his phone, frowned and turned back to his office.

Before entering the office, he said to his assistant: "When Xiaoting finishes his work, ask him to come into the office to find me."

"Ok."

After An Ting took a few sets of photos, he was about to sit down and have a rest and drink a cup of milk tea when he saw Xu Siming's assistant coming over and said to him: "Mr. Xu asked you to come to the office to find him after you finish your work."

"Did Mr. Xu say anything?"

"No, but Mr. Xu looked very bad just now. Did you guys have a fight?"

"Huh? Quarrel? No."

"Why didn't Mr. Xu look so ugly just now?"

The assistant urged An Ting, "Forget it, don't say any more, hurry into the office to find Mr. Xu, so as not to make him even more angry later."

An Ting picked up her phone and walked to Xu Siming's office. As soon as she opened the door and walked in, she saw Xu Siming drawing pictures seriously.

He stood at the door, not knowing whether to move forward, because he knew that Xu Siming didn't want to be disturbed while drawing.

"What are you doing standing at the door?"

"I...I'm afraid it will disturb your drawing."

"Your friend called you just now. I was worried that he had something urgent, so I answered it for you. Do you want to call you back?"

An Ting opened the call history and looked at the name on it, a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

Xu Siming caught a glimpse of his smile, which looked like he was deeply in love. He asked curiously: "Is he your boyfriend?"

"Not a boyfriend, just someone I like."

"Do you like men?" Xu Siming felt something was wrong with what he said, and explained, "I didn't mean anything else. I didn't discriminate against you."

"I understand what Mr. Xu means."

"Then does he like you too?"

"Huh? Mr. Xu knows him?"

"I don't know. When I answered the phone for you just now, I said I was your boss. He hung up the phone without saying anything. He was probably jealous."

"Jealous? But you are my boss, why is he jealous?"

"Maybe he's jealous because I'm a man. Why don't you call him back first to coax him?"