Sensual Novelist and President of Zhuiwen

President, who are you calling?

What are you still explaining, could it be Xiaosan?

"Baby, who are you talking to? Is it that man! You asked me to talk to him!" The person on the other end of the phone was obviously very excited. Yu Wenke could hear the man calling baby from so far away, and it was a woman .

I seem to have heard of it somewhere, the president's mother?

He always felt that what the president said was a fucking lie, he must have been the original partner at all.

"I have a lot of things to deal with today, so I won't tell you, please~" The president hung up the phone, heaved a sigh of relief, and asked Yu Wenke, "Why are you back?"

"Oh, I'm a little tired, so I'm back, you can do your work." Yu Wenke pretended not to care, and slumped down on the sofa to play with his mobile phone.

In fact, he hung up Weibo to look for clues under the president's trumpet.

I didn't even have time to watch the content of "Big Wave Banner Let Me Carry Aite".

The president's Weibo trumpet, Yu Wenke, felt that something was wrong the more he looked at it. Although the number of Weibo posts by the president was small and the content was not nutritious, the four words "target" at the bottom were too eye-catching.

Thinking back carefully, the first time I met the president, the president asked him if he was the gunman that Langli Baitiao was looking for.Maybe he thought that Langli Baitiao was a woman, and the CEO must have some big conspiracy.

"Can I ask you a question?" Yu Wenke said.

"You said."

"Why is your website vest called yingying?" Yu Wenke suddenly remembered and asked, what if there is any clue.

The president looked a little embarrassed, and scratched his hair, "There is no reason why, I actually wanted to type my own name at the time, but I just pressed a few more ys on the keyboard, and I saw that it was not bad , and submitted it for approval." Although Guan Yi's explanation seemed a bit perfunctory, it was the truth of the matter.

Yu Wenke obviously didn't believe it, but he still cooperated with the president and twitched his lips, "Oh, who did you just talk to on the phone?"

"My mother! She, she just calls and asks. There is nothing else. By the way, next time I have time, I will take you to meet her. Except for talking a little bit, she is very good. "

"?" What do you mean by talking too much?Yu Wenke felt that the president was unfamiliar, or he had never really understood the president.

After a few perfunctory words with the president, Yu Wenke said that he was a little tired and went back to rest first.

The president actually insisted on driving him back, but Yu Wenke refused.

He needs to be alone.

The big villa of the president's house is so big that he doubts his life, but the president lives alone.

Lying on the CEO's big bed, Yu Wenke thought about it, but he couldn't figure out what the CEO meant by "use".

Can only get up and sway.

Except for the small study, I have been to other places in the liberal arts.

Because the president sometimes has to work at home, and there are confidential documents in the small study, Yu Wenke has never dared to enter because he is afraid that he will mess up if he goes in and be told by the president.

The president is not at home today, so why not go in and have a look?

Standing at the door of the small study, Yu Wenke finally stretched out his sinful hands and pushed open the door of the small study.

There are all kinds of books listed on the bookshelves inside, which Yu Wenke can't understand.

There is a cabinet under the computer, and the cabinet is not locked, so there probably won't be any confidential documents.

There are also small bookshelves separated on the wall.

The notebooks are all in one color, and some of them are very old from the cover.

Yu Wenke didn't know why he picked one of them to read.

I was stunned after seeing it. These notebooks were not other things, they were the diary of the president.

I probably started to memorize it when the president was in junior high school, and I wrote it for more than ten years.

The president actually has the habit of writing a diary!

There are so many small emotions in the diary?

Yu Wenke picked up the past year to watch, and the content included bad things about the company's executives, other co-boss's life style was rough, and which pheasant actress wanted to climb his bed and so on.

Seeing that Yu Wenke is frowning, childish!

No, wait, what's the situation where it's written that the family doesn't love him?

Yu Wenke once again flipped through the diary that the president first started to write, which seemed to be a lonely spiritual journey.

His parents were estranged from him since he was a child, especially his father.

After having a younger brother, I basically ignored him.

Then went abroad?

Even when he was given property, few phone calls came.

It turns out that the president lacks love...

Yu Wenke really didn't find out.

Looking at the CEO's diary recently, Yu Wenke finally closed the diary.

He... seems to know something.

Carefully stuffing the president's diary, Yu Wenke left the study in a daze.

Sitting in the living room with dull eyes, lost dream.

The president said in his diary that since everyone doesn't pay attention to him, why can't he attract attention.

No matter how good his company is, no one asked him. Even if there was an affair with an actress before, his mother just "warned" him for fun, and his father didn't even respond at all.

So, why can't he "make trouble" bigger?

The president wrote very cryptically, but Yu Wenke basically understood it.

It probably means that the president didn't know that he was a man at first, so he just wanted to pick someone to praise him casually, so as to attract the attention of his family.

Later, when I found out that he was a man, I felt even more beautiful. After all, it is so exciting to like men these days.

Then I pushed him harder.

It was a big surprise.

Cry Liao.

Yu Wenke chose to "run away from home" again, without bringing anything, he just wanted to be alone.

For no reason, for that injured little heart.

[The author has something to say]: No misunderstanding, no abuse!It's coming to an end soon, and it's short.Comparing hearts, good night, old irons