Sensual Novelist and President of Zhuiwen

And this post was instantly popular.

Yu Wenke felt that he was completely on fire, and thanked the sponsor's father for giving him the opportunity.

While crying and brushing posts, while crying to eat.

Then Yu Wenke was interrupted by the angry voice of the president on the other side of the sofa, only to hear the president say angrily:

"Hong Yanan, what kind of mobile phone do you use during the meeting, this month's bonus will be deducted! How many times have you been absent from work, do you have no points in mind!"

Ah... the president is quite powerful when he gets angry.

Hong Yanan?Director?play cell phone?

Yu Wenke checked the post just now again, as if he knew something.

The president is having a video conference with people in the company, and only the people in the company know about the conversation between the president and him just now, and the only one who is still playing with his mobile phone is the director?

My name is Lei Feng=Director?

Yu Wenke quickly opened QQ to find Qingcai, and sent a series of exclamation points over.

Green vegetables:"???"

Langli Baitiao: "I seem to know a little secret!"

Qingcai: "Have you been analized by the CEO?"

Langli Baitiao: "No! Let me tell you, the ID on the forum: My name is Lei Feng, I seem to know who he is!"

Qingcai: "I know too."

Baitiao in the waves: "?????"

Qingcai: "I'm Lei Feng's husband."

Langli Baitiao: "!!!!!!!"

Qingcai: "I'm curious as to whose ID Lei Feng Laogong belongs to."

Yu Wenke felt as if he had left this world. Did he miss something?

Langli Baitiao: "I saw you and the director in the parking lot yesterday, strawberry flavored! Gou Fugui!"

Qingcai: "I also saw you and the CEO, Gou Fugui."

Langli Baitiao: "What's your relationship with Huang Huadong?"

Qingcai: "Do you know my brother?"

Langli Baitiao: "My own?"

Qingcai: "Yeah."

Baitiao in the waves: "Kiss more kisses!"

Qingcai: "I will continue to work, Gou Fugui."

Baitiao in the waves: "???"

But Qingcai didn't reply to his messages anymore. This...he is obviously a person with a mine at home, so why does he have to be an editor?

The world is really too small, and Yu Wenke felt that his brain capacity was not enough.

The president on the other side of the sofa seemed to have finished the meeting. He lay down behind the sofa, took off his earphones, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Yu Wenke hadn't finished his meal yet, so he glanced at the president carefully and asked:

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Ah."

"Then you don't need to go to the company?"

"I'll go in the afternoon. By the way, your computer and a change of clothes are in the office. Don't forget to bring them back when you go in the afternoon."

"Oh, okay, okay." Yu Wenke figured out the meaning of the president's words, probably asking him to go to the company with him in the afternoon.

ah!In what capacity should he go to China Entertainment?

What would the employees of China Entertainment think of him?This is really troublesome, no matter how thick-skinned Yu Wenke is, he can't hold it.

So, when going to the company with the president in the afternoon, Yu Wenke grabbed the president and said:

"How about we take your exclusive elevator?" The one that leads directly to the office can completely avoid other employees.

But the president was as determined as if he had eaten a weight. Not only did he not listen, but he also chose to hold Yu Wenke's hand and walked in through the gate of China Entertainment Company.

It's really holding hands, the kind of holding hands that Yu Wenke can't shake off.

Wanting to cry but without tears, he covered his face with the other hand, and entered the company embarrassingly behind the president.

He even heard the sound of the glass falling to the ground and breaking.

sin.

He even felt that the president was in love with him.

Daydreaming is wonderful.

Phew, wake up.

When Yu Wenke entered the office, the president didn't even close the office door. He left half of his desk for Yu Wenke and arranged for him to sit across from him.

Boo!he does not want.

"Don't write any chapters in the afternoon, and fix all the typos and wrong sentences written earlier."

"Which article?"

"What do you say?"

"Sweetie?"

"...I found that you don't seem to care about this matter at all? Who am I working so hard for? You, don't you think about me! Ah!"

"????" Why did the CEO suddenly go crazy?Boo!Who will save him?

He is afraid!

He didn't beg the president to make him famous.

Yu Wenke trembled, not daring to say anything, turned on his laptop, and seriously revised the essay.

I didn't even have time to check the information on the forum.

And the conscience of the president who "had finished his work" was also vaguely apologetic, he must have been stunned.

Even if you haven't straightened out your thoughts for a while, you can't get angry with Liberal Arts, after all, Yu Wenke has done nothing wrong.

Seeing Yu Wenke burying his head and not daring to make a sound, the president's conscience became even more uneasy.

Pulled out the drawer, glanced at the snacks I kept, and asked Yu Wenke:

"Do you eat chocolate?"

Give me a slap in the face?

Yu Wenke stared blankly at the president, swallowed, and said:

"No more."

"potato chips?"

"..."

"Spicy strips?"

"You still eat spicy strips?" The image of the president in his mind collapsed.

"It's fine if you don't eat it." The president took back his snacks and went to work.

Yu Wenke felt that the president should have stepped down for him just now, but he was a little ignorant of flattery.

ah!kill him.

Just keep writing.

The breathing light of the mobile phone on the table kept flashing. Yu Wenke secretly glanced at the president who was concentrating on his work, and opened it to take a look.

It was Wang Dalian who sent him a WeChat message.

Wang Dalian farmhouse music: "Where did you find that uncle Ouyang in your family? It's so 6666666666 that it flies!"

Wang Dalian Farmhouse: "Are you living with the CEO? Brother, brave man!"

Wang Dalian Farmhouse: "You guys went to the company together hand in hand? Yes!"

Wang Dalian farmhouse music: "You guys quarreled? Damn it! The CEO won't want to abandon you all the time!"

Wang Dalian Farmhouse: "The president offered to ask for peace, but you actually disagree! Can't spicy noodles be allowed!"

Fish Pond Master Yu Liberal Arts: "...you know too much, just kill it."

[The author has something to say]: 1. The congratulatory message ahead, the president is about to bend over.

2. Do a small survey, can everyone accept 3P? (not main cp)

3. Ask for a monthly pass and ask for a recommendation, oh!