Mr. President, block me [Entertainment]

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Gu Mengmeng, who was squinting her eyes and about to fall asleep in her arms, saw her high-definition headshot suddenly appear on the computer, and jumped up in shock.

This... isn't the person above her?

Why does Song Zhishui have her picture?

Immediately afterwards, she saw Song Zhishui pick up her mobile phone and make a call, "Well, I saw it. There is too little information about her, so I have to read all the information I can find."

"There is only one week left. You and Zhu Zhu must find Gu Mengmeng in these two days. After all, we have already promoted her to become a little famous Internet celebrity. When we find her and stir up a wave of popularity, she will soon be gone." Can enter the market..."

Gu Mengmeng jumped from her arms onto the table, staring at her with round eyes.

It turned out that these few days, she was frightened and desperate, and went to the ground to dig coal, all thanks to her.

For a while, she was in a complicated mood.

"Meow!"

hateful!

She regards her as a benefactor, but she wants to make her popular?

unacceptable!

Chapter 12 Not Banned

Song Zhishui, who was on the phone, didn't realize that the little earth cat was angry.

Seeing Qiuqiu staring at her with wide-eyed eyes all the time, she was attracted by it, touched its little furry head, and continued to say to Tang Yun: "What kind of positioning and personality will be given to her... I haven't figured it out yet, wait Let's discuss after we find her."

"...Don't worry, the community's security level is very high. People who want to harm me should only do it in the company for the time being, but I can't think of who that person is at the moment. I can only wait for the other party to show their flaws..."

After making the phone call, she went back to work. At ten o'clock, she replaced Qiuqiu with new cat food and water, but found that the kitten refused to be fed.

Song Zhishui put the food in front of it, "Qiaoqiu, eat."

Seeing the food box pushed over, Gu Mengmeng not only ignored her, but also turned around and pointed her butt at her.

Song Zhishui: "..." What do you mean, because she only pats its head but not its butt, does it blame itself for not getting even rain and dew?

So, Song Zhishui touched Qiuqiu's butt.

Gu Mengmeng: "..."

The little native cat was so angry that its hair exploded all over, and it ran away.

Song Zhishui couldn't figure it out, so he gave up, took off his clothes in the bathroom, soaked his whole body in the bathtub, and let out a contented sigh.

Recalling the girl who saved her, her hand rested on her cheek, and her fine hair was pressed against her cheek because of the steam from the bathroom.

The corners of the eyes and the brows floated with a gentleness that seemed to be absent.

Mysterious girl.

How could it suddenly appear to save myself? Where did it come from...

She guessed that the girl was a ghost, but her hands and body were very warm.

If she couldn't figure it out, she didn't want to.

However, there was a faint expectation for her in his heart.

...I hope to have the opportunity to see her in clear light next time.

After walking out of the bathroom, she wanted to hug Qiuqiu to sleep, but Qiuqiu uncharacteristically refused to go to her bed and stared at her in the cat bed, even if she carried her to the bed, she would immediately jump off and run back to the cat bed inside.

Song Zhishui: "..." What's the matter, I feel like I lost my temper with her.

She was so tired that she fell asleep without thinking too much.

When she woke up the next day, Gu Mengmeng found that Song Zhishui wanted to kiss her before leaving, and she refused to let her touch her. She jumped on the air conditioner and despised her. After she closed the door and left, she suddenly changed into a human form and sat on the sofa. Think about countermeasures.

No, Song Zhishui must not be allowed to interfere with her plan to destroy Blue Star.

Gu Mengmeng's eyes became fierce.

Since she, Song Zhishui, is not benevolent, then she, an alien, is also unrighteous!

After quickly coming up with two plans to make Song Zhishui give up her popularity, Gu Mengmeng got up, walked out of the community fully armed, and ran directly to Song Zhishui's company.

When they were on the side of the water, Gu Mengmeng walked to the front desk, "Hi, I want to see Song Zhishui."

In the past two days, there have been a lot of newcomers to the company, and the front desk has long been familiar with it, and handed her the application form, "Fill out the form first, and we will arrange your interview later. Mr. Song is busy in the conference room on the seventh floor. There are a lot of people queuing up for the interview, so you have to wait."

"Sorry, I have to see her now."

Gu Mengmeng returned the watch to the front desk and walked directly towards the stairs.

"Hey, you can't just leave..."

Thinking of the frequent accidents in the company recently, the front desk quickly called the security department, "Security, a suspicious person just went up to the seventh floor to find Mr. Song, hurry up and catch her..."

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in the conference room.

Across the round table, there were three newcomers sitting opposite Song Zhishui.

Green and handsome, full of vitality.

She frowned tightly, her face sinking like water.

The atmosphere was so oppressive that Tang Yun and Zhu Zhu, who were sitting on both sides of her, dared not speak.

"All of you, what are you doing, winking and flirting?"

Song Zhishui looked at the newcomer on the opposite side, and suddenly said, "I'm here to find the next star of tomorrow, I'm not lonely and empty looking for a boy, thinking that by blinking at me and moving my fingers, my soul can be hooked by you guys." passed?"

The three young boys lowered their heads with red faces.

"Oh." Putting his hand on the center of his eyebrows, Song Zhishui laughed angrily, "People these days are too impetuous, thinking that they can get along well in the circle by being close to the gold master and backing the mountains, so they don't even look at it." What qualifications do you have now, even if someone praises you, you will be punished by God if you come out, you know?"

"President Song, we made a mistake, can you give us another chance..."

"go out."

Song Zhishui ignored their pleas at all, closed his eyes and called Tang Yun, "Bring the next batch in."

These young people made her so tired early in the morning.

Her mood became very bad.

"Yes." Tang Yun answered carefully.

She was about to tell these newcomers to leave when the door of the conference room was suddenly opened.

"Song Zhishui!"

Hearing the voice, everyone looked at the speaker in surprise.

Who has the guts to call Song Zhishui by his first name?

A man wearing a mask and sunglasses appeared at the door of the meeting room.

Gu Mengmeng saw Song Zhishui with a surprised face, less than 100 meters away from her, and immediately rushed towards her.

Her plan one is to hold Song Zhishui hostage and threaten her to give up her plan of making herself famous.

Zhu Zhu was shocked. Looking at his attire, he remembered Mr. Song's almost accident last night, and yelled, "Come here, there are... assassins! Protect Mr. Song!"

There was a panic in the conference room, Song Zhishui stood up, but walked towards Gu Mengmeng with a cold expression.

In broad daylight, in front of so many people, she wants to see who this "assassin" is and how she wants to deal with her.

He really wanted to harm her. She wanted to follow the clues to find out who was behind the scenes.

If not.

The strangers who came to the company at this time, besides the newcomers who dreamed of being popular overnight, who else would it be?

"President Song, be careful!"

In Gu Mengmeng's prediction, she should step forward in three steps and take Song Zhishui hostage.

But she misjudged the smoothness of the floor, and when she was a few steps away from Song Zhishui, the soles of her feet slipped——

With a thud, he knelt on the ground.

In this posture, he slid in front of her.

His hands subconsciously wrapped around her thighs.

Song Zhishui, who was wearing a small indigo blue suit jacket, looked indifferent and dignified, while hugging her thigh, Gu Mengmeng, who was small in stature, looked like a fluffy kitten.

This scene was surprisingly eye-catching.

Tang Yun: "?" What's going on.

Zhu Zhu: "??" Not an assassin?