I became popular after dressing as the boss's ex-wife

That night, Fu Jiujiu inquired about all the vouchers and records of his transfers to his father and Chen Mengju in the past few years.

And in chronological order, screenshots or photos were taken, and uploaded to Weibo as NF editor Fu Jiujiu, completely smashing Chen Mengju's lies.

Immediately afterwards, he reposted this Weibo on Qingren's Weibo, officially confirming his true identity.

However, he also solemnly stated on Weibo that comics are just a very special complex for him.

Being able to get to this day has actually far exceeded my expectations.

He wants to keep this kind of beauty different from life.

Although I am very grateful for everyone's support, I don't hope that everyone's attention will go beyond comics and extend to my own life.

Because I am just an ordinary person in life, no different from everyone else, and there is no special shining point.

While the popularity of this Weibo is rising.

Fu Jiujiu called Qin Moyan again.

On the premise of obtaining the approval and support of the other party, he announced the problems in Qin's case.

And upload the e-mail correspondence and some recordings during the whole process to the Internet.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Moyan also released the recording of his assistant at the time and relevant information about the incident.

The assistant is someone who has been with Qin Moyan for more than two years, and he is also his trusted right-hand man.

But as Qin Moyang, the young master of the Qin family, returned to the Qin family to take power, under Qin Moxun's coercion and lure, he secretly brought private goods with him when sending materials to NF.

That is, a new style of clothing that copied Wuyun's design, and Qin Moxun planned to make a fuss about it, using it to suppress Qin Moyan and, by the way, Fu Jiujiu.

After all, Second Young Master Qin is the real brother of First Young Master Qin.

And the return of First Young Master Qin, in the eyes of most people, also means that Third Young Master Qin Moyan has become a solitary boat tottering in the wind and rain.

How long this lonely boat can float, he is not sure.

Therefore, facing the temptation of 200 million yuan and the promotion guarantee given by Qin Moxun, he wavered and made the most beneficial choice for himself.

It's just that he didn't expect that he died before he left the teacher, and this matter was discovered so quickly.

The assistant itself is very capable, and also proficient in various rules and intrigues in the mall.

And Qin Moxun's reputation is not good.

Just in case, he secretly recorded most of his contacts with Qin Moxun and Wu Qiuran.

These were also uploaded to the Internet by Qin Moyan.

It is said that family ugliness should not be publicized, but Qin Moyan didn't even blink his eyes this time, completely tearing his skin off with Qin Moxun.

In a short period of time, Qin Moyan's Weibo was liked and forwarded tens of thousands of times.

Soon, the gossip about the Qin family's wealthy family's property struggle also quickly appeared on the hot searches.

Under the premise that Young Master Qin is officially eligible to be a director, the outside world is full of sympathy for Qin Moyan's way of killing the net, but also full of worry about the weak.

After all, when Qin Er was alone, there were still so many open swords and hidden arrows, not to mention that his eldest brother is back now.

No matter how many mistakes Qin Moxun made, brothers are still brothers after all.

It came faster than everyone expected, and the Qin family officially issued an announcement to the outside world at 08:30 the next morning.

However, the content of this announcement was beyond everyone's expectations.

Because in the announcement, the Qin family officially announced that they would completely remove Qin Moxun from all positions within the Qin family.

At the same time, Qin Moyang, in his capacity as the head of the Qin family, issued an official statement to formally expel Qin Moxun from the Qin family.

And after these two statements were issued, even Mrs. Qin, who had always spoiled Qin Moxun, didn't stand up and say a word for him.

This play sings...

It almost shocked the jaws of all the people who eat melons.

Some people even wondered if the Qin family made a typo.

In the afternoon, there were rumors on the Internet that Qin Moxun was really kicked out of the Qin family.

The Qin family didn't even give him a day, so they arranged for someone to move his luggage out.

And a little later than Qin's, NF also officially issued an announcement.

The announcement stated that starting today, NF will formally remove Wu Qiuran, the assistant editor of the apparel group, from all positions in NF, and reserves the right to pursue his legal responsibilities.

On the day Wu Qiuran left, he didn't even enter the work unit.

Instead, he secretly called his former assistant to deliver his personal belongings to the garage.

While waiting in the garage, he happened to see Fu Jiujiu driving to work.

Fu Jiujiu's posture is still calm.

He wore sunglasses and drove his own ostentatious yellow sports car, and his figure was still upright.

It seemed that the turmoil that had lasted for so many days had not affected him in the slightest.

Wu Qiuran was suddenly in a daze, and his memory returned to the time when Fu Jiujiu first joined the job.

At that time, he was still the only one in the office, and no one dared to take him seriously.

It's just a blink of an eye...

He even had the illusion of being in a dream.

Because he was asked to recall, he couldn't even recall clearly, how did he come to such a step?

His career is gone, not only this circle, but many circles may not use him again.

The identity of the fashion blogger who managed to manage before has completely collapsed, because all his social software has been captured and occupied by angry netizens...

Sitting in the car, he watched Fu Jiujiu get out of the car and walk towards the elevator, the resentment in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

His hands and feet were involuntarily accumulating strength slowly, as if in a daze, he wanted to start the car, and ran into the tall figure.

But his assistant appeared in his field of vision in time holding his storage box, and pulled him out of the devil's grasp.

Wu Qiuran came back to her senses panting, her temples wet with cold sweat.

His assistant stopped when he saw Fu Jiujiu, said something to him, and pointed to him.

Fu Jiujiu seemed to answer something, and then left without even looking this way.

In fact, Fu Jiujiu's spirit was not good that day, because when he got close, he could see a layer of dark blue under his eyes.

This situation has been going on for several days.

Due to the high pressure of work, and in order to avoid being chased and intercepted by the media, he has been leaving early and returning late recently.

Moreover, since that night, Lin Jun has never returned to his current residence.

Although he didn't think about it deliberately, but every night when he came home from get off work, he always looked up at the familiar window habitually.

That window hadn't been lit recently.

So much so that even Fu Xiaoba began to miss Lin Jun.

When I took him out for a walk early this morning, it refused to go down the stairs, and insisted on twisting its neck to arch the opposite door.

Fu Jiujiu couldn't hold it anymore, lost his temper with Fu Xiaoba for the first time, locked him at home, let him please him in every possible way, and never took him out again.

However, good things happened in the past two days, because "Leiyin", the largest film and television production company in China, offered him an olive branch.

Although the serialization progress of Zhiren is not very fast, its advantage is that it is presented to readers scene by scene in the form of a unit drama.

If it is still a long way to make a TV series, then it is very suitable to make a movie.

Fu Jiujiu did not release the film and television copyright to FY at the beginning, but after careful consideration, he released it to Lei Yin.

Fu Jiujiu had two face-to-face talks with Lei Yin's people, and the signing was scheduled for a week later.

Because there is a high-standard fashion show abroad in recent days, and he will lead the team there.

On the day of departure, it happened that Lin Jun and Lu Xiye were having a drink at Budu.

After parting at the door that night, Lin Jun had a very high fever.

At first, lying on the bed, he thought it was because he felt too uncomfortable, plus the effect of alcohol, so he didn't take it to heart.

Until the next morning meeting, he was always punctual, but he was absent without asking for leave.

The assistant found out that he was not in the right condition after calling, and immediately contacted the family doctor for him.

That afternoon, the driver came and took him back to his original villa.

Because someone in the villa will take care of him.

But Fu Jiujiu left him without looking back.

On the day when he recovered from his illness, the incident before Qing Ren had slowly subsided.

The most violent disturbance on the Internet in the past two days is that a top class girl had to compromise and announce a breakup because she was photographed in a relationship, which caused a middle school girl to make a suicide threat.

This matter caused a lot of controversy.

On the one hand, there are concerns about the health of young people chasing stars, and on the other hand, it is a discussion on whether celebrities should pursue themselves and not be influenced by public opinion.

Lin Jun lowered his eyes and put down his phone.

In fact, Lu Xiye was not too willing to talk to him, and Lin Jun himself was not too interested.

He was thinking about going back to live there at night, whether he should continue to be angry when he saw Fu Jiujiu, or pretend nothing happened.

When talking about business, Lu Xiye felt that Lin Jun seemed to be getting thinner, so he couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Why, why are you still thinner when you are with your precious partner? Do you exercise too much?"

"No." Lin Jun said seriously, "I have a fever."

Lu Xiye froze for a moment, put his hand on his forehead with concern, and then slapped him again: "Where do you have a fever?"

Before Lin Jun had time to explode, he received a message from Fu Jiujiu.

Call up your little Jiu□□□, I will fly to France tonight, and Xiao Ba will be placed with Aunt Qi, if you come back, you can take him to your house for the night. "

Lin Jun's fingers paused for a moment, and he suddenly felt that he missed Fu Xiaoba very much, so he replied: "I'll go back tonight, when are you leaving?"

"It's already at the airport," Fu Jiujiu replied quickly, "I'll be boarding the plane later."

Then he added: "You don't have to come back specially for it, I put it with my aunt before, no problem."

Lin Jun looked out for a moment, the lights outside the window stretched far away, and the night was already very deep.

"I'm going home." He stood up: "Xiao Ba is still waiting for me to pick it up."

"By the way," Lu Xiye said, "Did Fu Jiujiu tell you that he released the film and television copyright of Zhiren to Lei Yin?"

"Isn't that good?" Lin Jun was silent for a moment: "Manga is under a lot of pressure, and if I fail, I will be scolded. Fu Xiaojiu doesn't want me to take the blame. It's normal to let someone else do it."

"Okay." Lu Xiye gave him a thumbs up, then slowly changed direction, with his fingertips pointing down.

Lin Jun controlled the urge to break his fingers, turned and left.

Fu Jiujiu returned at night five days later.

In the past few days, he took his team to dozens of exhibition halls and venues, collected a lot of materials, and under the matchmaking of Lu Xiye's mother, Wu Yun, he did exclusive interviews for several internationally renowned designers and took pictures of them. Special.

These materials are the essence, highly concentrated, enough to save their daily work for half a year.

On the night of his return, he met Sui Linlin at the airport.

Fu Jiujiu actually doesn't remember Sui Linlin very much.

Sui Linlin hardly recognized Fu Jiujiu, who was in the dusty world at first sight.

No extravagance, no accessories, no hugs...

Wearing a peaked cap and sunglasses, he was dragging suitcases with the staff, carrying large and small bags while walking and chatting. He looked like an international student who had just returned from vacation.

"Fu Jiujiu?" Sui Linlin called him uncertainly.

Fu Jiujiu paused, and the person who came to pick them up just arrived, and stepped forward to take the big and small luggage from him.

Fu Jiujiu said a few words and told the entourage to leave first.

"Sui Linlin?" Fu Jiujiu had only met Sui Linlin last year, and asked uncertainly.

"It's really you?" Sui Linlin took a step forward excitedly.

Fu Jiujiu had long since faded out of the lives of the group of them. The two of them stood together, but Lin Lin was dressed in a famous brand, which looked even more jeweled and rich.

Sui Linlin scratched her hair unnaturally, a little unaccustomed to this sense of gap.

"Well," Fu Jiujiu smiled, "I just came back from a business trip abroad, so I met you by such a coincidence."

Sui Linlin is actually here to see someone off.

He now works with a building materials boss who is rich and generous to him. He has a family in the south, but he will come to City A for business trips twice a month, staying for three to five days at a time, and taking whatever he wants. There was a lot of money.

In the past, Sui Linlin never shy away from asking Fu Jiujiu about such things, but this time, for some reason, he was a little bit hesitant to say it.

He smiled: "Well, are you really the editor-in-chief of NF? Or do you happen to have the same name and surname?"

Fu Jiujiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's me."

"You still draw manga?" Sui Linlin's tone was already very surprised, and his eyes were also wide open.

"En." Fu Jiujiu smiled.

"Are you really amnesia?" Sui Linlin asked after a while.

"Yes." Fu Jiujiu nodded again.

"Oh my god!" Everything surprised Sui Linlin.

He originally thought that Fu Jiujiu's memory loss was just an excuse to avoid acquaintances because the divorce from Lin Jun was too traumatic.

There is a Starbucks next to the airport, Fu Jiujiu saw that Sui Linlin was holding him tightly, so he said, "How about going for a cup of coffee together?"

"So you and Lin Jun haven't divorced?" It wasn't until they sat down at Starbucks that Sui Linlin finally became more natural and asked, "I think he still defends you very much every time. I asked you on the phone, are you Why don't you say it?"

Fu Jiujiu didn't really want to talk about personal relationships, so he hummed lightly while holding the coffee cup.

"Can he agree to you going to work?" Sui Linlin asked again.

"It's okay." Fu Jiujiu couldn't help smiling when he remembered how Lin Jun resisted him going to work before.

"But it's fine if you go to work." Sui Linlin also smiled, and winked at him meaningfully: "If you have space to spend your energy, you won't have the energy to do those messy things."

Fu Jiujiu froze for a moment, showing some doubts.

Sui Linlin lowered his voice a bit, looked very heartbroken, and said to him: "You don't do those messy things now, do you? I advise you really don't do it, or Lin Jun will treat you No matter how good it is, it will be unbearable in the end, you are still so young, can he endure it for a few years, can he endure it for decades? I..."

"No," Sui Linlin spoke very fast, and Fu Jiujiu had no choice but to interrupt him. His eyes were full of doubts and he said, "What's wrong with me?"

Sui Linling paused for a moment, then patted his head suddenly: "Look at my pig head, I forgot that you lost your memory."

"I really don't remember much about the past, can you tell me about it?" Fu Jiujiu asked sincerely.

"Don't be angry after hearing that." Sui Linlin really believed that Fu Jiujiu had lost his memory, otherwise how could he dress so low-key, how could he go out to work, and even draw comics, especially not even chasing after little idols, and there is no one around him. A group of people boasted endlessly.

"I'm not angry." Fu Jiujiu said seriously.

"I won't talk about spending money, after all, I have taken advantage of a lot," Sui Linlin spoke very frankly: "The main thing is that you love to quarrel with Lin Jun regardless of whether it is justified or not, and you especially like to threaten him with divorce. Men are going to be coaxed, I let you learn more, you don't care at all..."

"You mean me?" Fu Jiujiu was in a daze, and it took him a while to recover, and smiled again, but the smile had become a bit far-fetched: "How could I?"

"Look, I'm really not angry!" Sui Linlin looked at his expression and said, "I haven't said anything worse yet?"

"Is there anything more excessive?" Fu Jiujiu couldn't believe it, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his back, he couldn't tell whether it was hot or cold, and even his voice stuttered a little: "How... how can I go too far?"

"You," Sui Linlin said, "I have found many different little boys to test him out, and some of them even sent him to his room."

Sui Linlin trembled as she spoke: "Fuck, it's so exciting, every time we follow it, it's like getting chicken blood."

Fu Jiujiu's face gradually turned pale, and the voice seemed not to be his own: "So he..., he..."

"Xiao Jiu, are you alright?" Sui Linlin stopped talking when he saw that his expression was not right, and reached out to grab his hand.

Fu Jiujiu grabbed his wrist with his backhand, with great strength, Sui Linlin almost cried out in pain.

His tone was a bit cold and rigid: "What happened next?"

"Of course nothing happened, so Lin Jun is really a good man, and he drives people out every time." Sui Linlin pulled back his wrist, rubbed it slowly, and said angrily: "Otherwise, your temper Don't make trouble in the sky."

"I'm sorry." Fu Jiujiu looked at Sui Linlin rubbing his wrist and apologized softly.

Then he stood up, a little lost, and seemed impatient: "I'm going back first, turn around..."

Seeing that he was leaving, Sui Linlin was a little embarrassed: "Xiao Jiu, can we still be friends in the future?"

Fu Jiujiu nodded mechanically, and was about to leave when Sui Linlin called him: "Can you sign me?"

Sui Linlin buckled the phone on the table and asked him to sign on the phone case.

Fu Jiujiu looked for a pen in despair, and signed the words "Fu Jiujiu" casually.

Sui Linlin made a toothache expression: "Can you sign 'Qingdao'?"

"Oh," Fu Jiujiu just put the cap on the pen, then took it off again, and signed the words "Qing Ren" on it.

Sui Linlin looked down, and when he looked up again, Fu Jiujiu had already opened the door and left.

With the night wind blowing on his face, Fu Jiujiu paused for a moment, then quickened his pace again.

Sui Linlin's words completely resolved the doubts in his heart.

Although he still doesn't know many specific details, he has already understood the general context.

As if enlightened, those doubts and taboos that had been piled up in his heart that made him dare not open his heart disappeared.

His heart floated up like a kite, his excitement was uncontrollable, and it was as heavy as a lead weight, about to sink into hell.

He took a taxi, and when the driver asked him to report his address, he didn't know where to go.

He wanted to go to where Lin Jun was, but he didn't know where he was.

He asked the driver to wait, and then called Lin Jun.

The background sound from Lin Jun's side was very quiet, and the voice that spoke was also very calm: "Hello."

"Brother." Fu Jiujiu's voice was completely different, trembling a little bit, no matter how hard he could control it, it was like being immersed in ice water.

"Xiao Jiu, where are you? What's the matter?" Lin Jun's voice was no longer so calm immediately, as if trying to suppress something, his voice was very soft: "Speak slowly, don't worry."

"Brother," Fu Jiujiu pressed his eyes with his hands, feeling the heat in his palms, his voice was choked with sobs: "Where are you? I miss you."

Lin Jun was quiet for a moment before reporting the address.

The taxi went straight to the villa area where Lin Jun's family was located.

Half an hour later, the car arrived at the entrance of the villa area, foreign vehicles were not allowed to enter, so Fu Jiujiu got out of the car and walked.

He walked very fast, even if he got more nervous as he got closer to the small building with light, he didn't want to slow down, even for a second.

Lin Jun was waiting for him at the gate of the courtyard, and the cast iron gate slowly opened.

Fu Jiujiu threw herself into his arms with attachment, like a bird returning to its nest.

Afterwards, Fu Xiaoba also rushed forward, biting the corner of Fu Jiujiu's trousers.

Fu Jiujiu didn't have time to pay attention to it, he buried his face in Lin Jun's neck, then raised his head and bit his lip hard.

"Brother," he said, out of breath, "I love you."

Lin Jun's body paused, and then the hands on his lower back tightened.

Immediately afterwards, he picked him up with his hips in his arms, and strode towards the door.

The servants were still secretly leaning against the window and whispering: "Mr. is back."

But seeing the gestures of these two people in the next second, they couldn't help but look away with meaningful smiles.

The living room on the ground floor quickly emptied and the entire space was theirs.

Lin Jun pressed Fu Jiujiu into the large leather sofa, took off his baseball cap, stroked his forehead hair, looked at his pale face and slightly moist eyes, and asked softly and comfortingly: "What's wrong? Fu Jiujiu? What happened to you?"

Then he said: "You can say everything with me."

There was worry and fear in his eyes.

Fu Jiujiu's heart was instantly crushed by happiness and emotion. He held his face and said eagerly, "Brother, shall we remarry?"

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-09-1020:19:41~2020-09-1119:50:50期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Congratulations 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 4 bottles of Jiangzhi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!