President, please spoil me!

Xing Hua said awkwardly, "Maybe he... is more stingy?"

"..."

Xing Shen leaned back in his chair and said casually, "If you think so, I can't help it."

She asked nah, "You mean...doesn't he particularly hate me?"

"This, you have to feel it yourself."

Xing Hua nodded slowly, "...Okay."

"Any thing else?"

"No, brother, you have to work, then I won't bother you."

Xing Shen pressed the internal line and ordered the secretary, "Drive Mrs. Huo back to Blue Water Bay."

Xing Hua had already stood up, and waved her hands quickly when she heard the words, "No need to bother, no need to trouble, I'll just go back by myself."

Xing Shen still sat in a lazy posture, "It's not that I didn't bring a parasol, this kind of sun can burn you."

"Will it be too much trouble?"

Xing Shen took a look at her, "It's not me who sent you off."

"..."

"Thank you then."

"Ah."

Xing Hua turned around and took two steps, then remembered something, paused and turned around, summoned up the courage to ask, "Well... Huo Sicheng won't let me be the front desk, bro, do you have any other employees in your company? Work...is something I can do?"

Xing Shen, "..."

He raised the corners of his lips, "You can study comics on the Internet when you go back. You can make money by serializing comic stories on the Internet these days. If there are many people who read them, you will make more money than if you are a receptionist. You have learned to draw. You can try it and see if you can make money."

"Can I?"

"Who knows, anyway, you will have such a little stuff."

"Okay, then I will study when I go back."

…………

As soon as Xing Hua came back to Blue Water Bay, she searched comics with her laptop in her hand. She studied all afternoon. She searched a lot of various styles, domestic and foreign. Some of them she thought were good in style, but the stories were too bland, and some stories were not bad. , the painter is... not flattering.

However, she soon found an ancient-style long-form comic that was extremely popular in terms of word-of-mouth and sales. She was attracted just by looking at the cover.

"Sauvignon Blanc", an ancient-style long-form comic that began serialization in 50, has been translated into more than [-] languages ​​since its serialization, and the total sales volume of all editions has exceeded [-] million copies.

Whether it is the classical and delicate painting style, the calm, restrained and tense narrative, or the skillful innovation of the sub-camera, especially the most exciting and treacherous but well-organized story itself, it has been widely acclaimed.

Author: Tang Ye, who has been hailed as a hall-level cartoonist, has created the pinnacle of ancient style comics that has never been seen before or since.

However, the personal information about him on the encyclopedia is too simple to be called information-a painter, living in the UK.

It looks so powerful.

She searched for "Sauvignon Blanc I", but when she saw the cover, she suddenly felt familiar... Did she see this somewhere?

Oh... She remembered that when she accidentally broke into the second bedroom that day, the big comic-like book that Huo Sicheng read seemed to look like this.

Wow, is Lian Huo a fan of his books?Then she should take a good look at the works of this great god.

Xing Hao glanced at the time in the upper right corner of the notebook. It was five minutes past two, and it was still early. He probably wouldn't be back yet. She quietly peeped at his comic book. It shouldn't be a problem, right?

After reading it, put it back where it came from. Even if you read such a long manga online, it would probably cost you hundreds of dollars.

Thinking of this, Xing Hua put down her notebook, took off her shoes and walked barefoot from the master bedroom into the man's study.

His bookshelf also occupied one wall. She focused on looking for comic books, and automatically blocked non-comic books while reading, blocking both Chinese and foreign languages ​​without discrimination, but after searching for a long time, she didn't find a single comic.

How could it not be? She saw him watching that day.

Her neck was sore, she thought about it, and then sneaked into the second bedroom. After all, she saw it in the second bedroom that day.

But there is no second bedroom either.

Could it be... in Song Huixi's study?

The possibility is very high. President Huo may not be interested in comics made by such a big man, no matter how good-looking they are. If someone he really cares about likes to read them, he should go and read them. That's not an exaggeration...

The serialization of Sauvignon Blanc started five years ago, and Song Huixi has only been in a coma for two years. Maybe she read it for her, or went to her hospital bed to read it to her when she was free.

Thinking of this, Xing Hua's mood dropped.

It would be great if someone missed her so much.

After struggling for a long time, Xing Hua decided to borrow the book and read it for three hours. She would come out after five o'clock, and no one would find out.

When she unscrewed the doorknob, she stood at the door and made a gesture of clasping her hands together, and said brokenly, "I just read comic books, I don't read anything else, I don't touch anything, I promise not to damage anything, forgive me .”

As soon as she entered, she couldn't help sighing, there were so many books, and there were many high-end paintings hanging there.

Thinking of her purpose, she didn't dare to read more, and ran to find the manga.

I found it quickly this time, because the difference between manga and other books is still very big.

The Sauvignon Blanc series has a total of thirteen volumes. Xing Wei found that the first volume seemed to have been torn, but it was glued together again. There is no third volume between the second volume and the fourth volume, neither in front nor behind.

She still picked up the first volume of "Scarred", sat on the clean carpet in the study with the book in her arms, and started to read, so that she could return the book later, and if Huo Sicheng came back suddenly, how would she respond? Quickly put the book back to its original place and return to the master bedroom.

…………

The sun was setting and the light was warm and dim.

Xing Hua watched intently until a black leather shoe landed next to her knee and came into her sight.

She took a while to react slowly, and subconsciously looked up along that foot, and then without warning, saw the expressionless handsome face of the man who was looking down at her.

Xing Hua shuddered, as if she had seen a ghost, and the book flew out of her hand.

"Xing Xiaohua, what are you doing here?"

She got up in a hurry, ignoring the injury of her soles and her already numb legs, she stood up with the bookshelf behind her reluctantly, and looked at him with a face of shame, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to come in ,I just……"

"I just want to take a look at this comic book, remembering the last time I saw you reading it, I want to come and look for it..."

"I only looked at this, I didn't touch anything else... sorry."

Huo Sicheng looked at her indifferently, the woman lowered her head, almost to her chest.