Quickly disassemble cp: male god please do not flirt

Chapter 423 Please code, don’t stop ([-])
An Qing's doubts were not covered up in any way, and Luo Yu's frowning appearance fell into Luo Yu's eyes, eliciting a good-hearted chuckle.

"I have some Western European blood." Luo Yu explained.

Only then did An Qing show a clear look, which means mixed blood.

Luo Yu then sat on his office chair, opened the tablet he carried with him, and called up the main process of the opening ceremony, as well as the specific precautions on Anqing that Nanjiang had discussed with his assistant just now: "Nanjiang should have I told you something, this time the company invited a lot of media, to expand the influence of the conference on the entire network platform, your appearance is very good, and you are the only male and female author on the invitation list, Therefore, you may be asked to show your face more in a while, and we will try our best to draw attention to you."

His tone was much better than what An Qing had imagined, it was completely negotiable, and he didn't take it for granted that a person who has been in a high position for a long time would take it for granted.

"If you don't want to, you can tell me that those arrangements for interviews can be omitted. You only need to walk around on stage." The next sentence deepened An Qing's affection at the moment.

But what An Qing doesn't know is that this Luo Yu is a cold-blooded and ruthless master no matter who he treats on weekdays. Fan, the absolutely domineering president, will never discuss with you.

Thinking of the original body's wish, An Qing also knew that although she wanted to conform to the original body's personality, it was impossible for her to remain unchanged, allowing her to feel inferior and cowardly, so she lowered her head and struggled for a long time, before she said with erratic eyes as if she was going all out: "No, it's okay! I can."

"Heh..." Provoked Luo Yu to chuckle again, not concealing his joyful mood at all, in those blue eyes, there seemed to be shining stars twinkling in them, making people addicted to it at a glance, unable to extricate themselves.

Afterwards, Luo Yu talked about the points that needed attention on stage, and didn't stop until An Qing nodded her head one by one. She seemed to have something to say later, but was interrupted by a phone call.

It was from the person in charge of the scene when the call came, and the opening ceremony would officially begin in half an hour, so he needed to coordinate the overall situation now.

As soon as he hung up the phone, he called Nan Jiang again, with the intention of asking Nan Jiang to come and take care of An Qing to avoid any mistakes.

"You stay here for a while, and Nanjiang will come over in a while. I'll leave first." Luo Yu instructed, and was about to leave after speaking.

Seeing this, An Qing immediately grabbed his hand and hurriedly asked, "Director, do you know Ming You?"

But Luo Yu only showed doubts on his face, and said: "I seem to have heard of it, is it a very mysterious author? It's too late now, after the opening ceremony is over, I will tell you again."

That doubt was not a lie, An Qing could tell at a glance that this Luo Yu was really not Mingyou.

Looking at the back of Luo Yu leaving, deep thoughts appeared in his eyes.The sense of familiarity that Luo Yu gave her was not an illusion. The only person who gave her such a sense of familiarity for the first time in the past was her lover.

But he is not Mingyou.

Without thinking for too long, Nanjiang rushed over.

He distributed all the authors who came under his command to other editors. Although he also felt that Luo Yu seemed to care too much about An Qing, he was looking forward to the sensation that An Qing would bring in a while.

"Come with me now and go to the backstage together. The male and female writers are all there. If you feel uncomfortable among men, you can also talk to the female writers."

Nan Jiang said while leading An Qing out.

And An Qing kept nodding her head, looking like a good baby.

　The League of Legends Finals is in the Bird's Nest, but it's just two South Korean teams fighting a civil war.

　　I can't tell what mood I'm in, I just know that many friends who used to play games with me uninstalled one after another, and some were drunk and cried on the phone.

　　Make up for tomorrow.

　　Will add more tomorrow.

　　Jianjiu has also deleted the game and will not touch it again.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)