Compulsory stir base [entertainment circle]

The president's eyes were dark and his face was cold, thinking seriously.I've always known that he likes cute, cute, well-behaved girls who depend on him...girls.Zhang Yang is a machismo straight man, he can't be more straight, but the CEO likes him, the kind he likes very much.

But the president is not only neither soft nor cute nor cute, he is also a real man... a man older than him.The president frowned slightly, his fair and slender fingers tapped his knees rhythmically, what should I do?

It's been so long, isn't he a little curious about himself? ...Is it really so uncomfortable?But he has always acted so soft and cute, the president frowned in annoyance.

"President...Are you feeling well?" Chen Peng cautiously opened his mouth.

"Secretary Chen, how can I make someone like me?", the president said suddenly, seemingly serious and sincere, yet seemingly inadvertently muttering.Secretary Chen suddenly felt chills down his spine, and looked at his president in horror, only to find that the president just continued to frown.President, he...he is really in love! ! !No no, I fell in love with someone! ! !

Chen Peng swallowed his saliva: "President, may I ask, what kind of person is the other party?" Although he was a little frightened, he couldn't suppress his excitement at this time.

The president frowned, and then his thin lips parted slightly, "He... is fine", the corner of the president's mouth moved strangely after he finished speaking.

Secretary Chen was stunned for a moment, is this the end?What the hell is this?And he swears that he did see the CEO smile just now, although it was only for a moment, but is this the fabled flash in the pan?

Secretary Chen subconsciously swallowed again, "Uh...I mean, to be more specific, such as what she likes, if you want someone to like you, you have to match what he likes first."

The president raised his eyes, did he like him?Isn't what he's doing now just doing what he likes?As for what he likes?He just likes soft and cute girls. I remember he said in the scarf that he always has no resistance to soft and cute things.

As for others, "he likes...", playing games, picking up girls, posting selfies, pretending to be literary, programming... He also likes to be nosy and helpful, like me.Well, "a lot".

Chen Peng was stupefied for a moment, and felt that there was another lightning strike. What is a lot? Didn't you just say it for nothing?How do you ask me to give you advice? Who dares to face a life as indifferent as the president.

"What's that?", the president suddenly stared at the document in Secretary Chen's hand and said calmly.

The corner of Secretary Chen's mouth twitched. You must have been too concentrated. You didn't hear me at all after saying it twice. You must know how meticulous, shrewd and capable our president is.

"This is the resignation letter of the two managers, let me forward it to you."

The president glanced at him casually, then snorted coldly, and the secretary beside him trembled, saying that this is the expression that our president should have, look at this cold snort like a king, this is the person in power , yes!This is the president.

The president picked up a pen from the table, and the font was flowing like flowing water, with steel in the middle of the picture, just like the president's face, handsome and domineering that cannot be ignored.However, "President...President, did you sign this?" These are the two ministers of the company. Although the president has criticized the president a lot since he took office, they are also senior figures of the company. The resignation letter this time is nothing more than a disguised means of pressure. I didn't expect the president to actually sign it for...?

"Hmph!", the CEO snorted coldly, "If you don't want to do it, get out! The most indispensable thing these days is talent."

Chen Peng trembled in fright, his tone was obviously only light, but when it came out of his mouth, it became majestic and cold, making it impossible to resist.

"Yes Yes Yes".

Looking at the liver-colored faces of the two old men, Chen Peng couldn't get rid of the president's actions just now in his mind. He was very curious about the kind of person the president likes. The one who can chat with the president must be a soldier, and the one who can chat with him like that Jiuding is a saint!A holy fighter who is not afraid of severe cold and strong/violent.

At this time, the holy warrior was defecating in the toilet.

Xiaoquanquan: Husband, I like you more and more.

Zhang Yang: What a coincidence.

Small circle: ╰(*°▽°*)╯

Zhang Yang: I also like myself more and more.

Small circle: o(╯□╰)o

The president rested his chin on one hand in a state of contemplation, could it be... a little closer?

As a senior dog with too much time to spare, Zhang Yang always sleeps until he wakes up naturally in the morning. Today, he received a call from the courier brother as soon as he got up.

"Zhang Yang, right? Come pick up your courier at the gate on the first floor of Building XX." After speaking, he hung up. Zhang Yang was a little puzzled. He didn't seem to be shopping online recently.

"Go and have a look", the co-sleeping chubby advised, "Maybe some soft girl gave you something".

"Go away, I...", while talking, suddenly the phone rang, it was the WeChat of Xiaoquanquan.

Xiaoquanquan: Husband, have you received the gift? O(∩_∩)O～～Zhang Yang: Damn, how do you know my address and phone number?

Small circle: Stupid (~￣(OO)￣)ブ.

Xiaoquanquan: Isn’t your WeChat ID the same as your mobile phone number?As for the address, didn't you mention your school in your scarf?

Zhang Yang was instantly stunned.Nima, is it because your IQ is too high or my IQ is in arrears?Fuck, how stupid and embarrassing I am.

Zhang Yang: What gift did my wife give me? (It is better to change the subject decisively)

Xiaoquanquan: You will know after reading it n(*≧▽≦*)n.

Being so mysterious, Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows at the phone. He really wanted to know what gift this cute guy gave him, and why did he get used to him more and more.

"Oh, I'll go, how long has it been, old Zhang, why did you get involved again!", the roommate Xiao Pang stared at Zhang Yang in shock, the corner of his mouth twitched, if he remembered correctly, this guy was sluggish for a long time after breaking up?It was like never wanting to be in love again.It’s still a small circle, vomit, why is his taste always so consistent?

"Fuck your sister, get the hell out of here." Zhang Yang kicked his leg, but Xiaopang nimbly dodged it. Sure enough, every fatty is a potential stock.

"Little Fatty, bring me a meal, I'll get the express delivery."After Zhang Yang finished speaking, he ran away in a hurry, damn, he was a little excited, what's wrong with this?

A big red scarf that surprised Zhang Yang.It feels soft and comfortable, and the texture is also very good. It looks like it is hand-woven, and the small circles are surprisingly tasteful.

Surprisingly, it suits Zhang Yang's taste very well, and Zhang Yang found out painfully that he was getting more and more complicated with that guy.

Small Circle: Has your husband received it?Like it? (☆▽☆)

Zhang Yang: I like it very much. Where did you buy it?

Small Circle: ~(￣▽￣～)(～￣▽￣)～As long as you like it.

Zhang Yang: My wife is so caring.

Zhang Yang gave some unintentional compliments, but he said that this guy has a really good eye, even if he himself couldn't pick such a suitable one, Zhang Yang was very puzzled.

Xiaoquanquan: I said I knitted it, does my husband believe it?

Small circle: ~o(=∩ω∩=)m

Zhang Yang:! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Zhang Yang is speechless, okay? Of course he doesn't believe it, okay?Nowadays, let alone boys, how many girls can you find who can knit sweaters?Not to mention knitting scarves, even cooking is not good!You knit, only ghosts will believe it.Can you imagine a sissy man sitting on the sofa and earnestly knitting a scarf?Or the scene of a muscular man poking around on the couch with a sweater needle? ...No matter what kind of picture it is...Scary!

Zhang Yangquan thought he was teasing himself, but he was sincerely grateful for his gift.

Small circle: "As long as you like it".

Xiaoquanquan's sudden voice made Zhang Yang stunned. It was not soft and cute, but a little cold, but he could hear his sincerity, and it was very magnetic and pleasant to hear. Zhang Yang expressed his jealousy again.

"What is my wife doing?" Zhang Yang covered his face, his wife... is short of hand, no, short of mouth, so she just called it out.

Small circle: picture (a white and slender hand, placed on the laptop keyboard, typing posture).what about work.

Zhang Yang: Your hands are so pretty.

Damn it, Zhang Yang covered his face in pain again, although he was telling the truth, but after all, it was a man's hand... Zhang Yang said that he was being cheap, uh, maybe his hand was disabled.

Small circle: O (∩_∩) O～～

On the other side, the president looked at the screen with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, looked at his hands, and then raised them again.Sure enough, it took him 15 minutes to choose the best angle.

With a smile on the corner of the president's mouth, he put down the phone, and then picked up the unfinished scarf beside him. It was bright red, just like his. Well, I suddenly felt very good.

Well, the president has a little-known secret. When he is happy, he likes to hide and knit things. When he is sad, he also likes to hide and knit things. So the president has an unknown room, which is full of all kinds of woolen fabrics, sweaters, and gloves. , scarf, scarf...

I saw that the spacious and bright living room was tidy and clean. On the high-end sofa, there was an extraordinary handsome young man, wearing black trousers and a white shirt. The cuffs of the shirt were slightly rolled up, and the two buttons on the neckline were unbuttoned to reveal his sexy collarbone.He lowered his head slightly, with two knitting needles in his hand, occasionally tugging at the ball of red wool twice, serious and focused..., the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned from time to time, like a peerless famous painting, extremely beautiful and so different .