Feng Shui Master of Fast Travel

As he spoke, he pushed open the door of the conference room and walked in.

After a delay, there were quite a few people inside, and they were all well-known anchors in this company, because although this industry is not as demanding as the entertainment industry, it basically relies on looks to make a living, so the full house is full of handsome men. Beauty, it is eye-catching.

Gong Tao snorted coldly behind Qiao Guanglan, cursed "what?", and followed inside.

Xie Zhuo stared at his footsteps, and after estimating the location and time, he quietly threw the thing in his claws out——

A coin rolled to the ground. Because of the good grip, the coin was rolling upright. It was just right, and it just rolled to the position where Gong Tao was about to land next, and it got stuck on the sole of his shoe.

Qiao Guanglan was walking well in front, but suddenly felt the wind behind him, of course he would not be hit by him, so he hurriedly took two big steps forward.

Gong Tao lay down next to him, knocked the nearest chair away, and successfully attracted the attention of the entire conference room.

"Hahaha!"

After a moment of silence, someone finally couldn't help laughing, although he quickly swallowed it back, it still made Gong Tao's face turn pale in an instant.

Qiao Guanglan: "What's this for? There's no need to go all out to worship ancestors, right?"

He complained, stepped directly over Gong Tao, and sat in his seat.

Gong Tao's popularity is not very good, so no one came to help him at this time, so he had to get up from the ground in embarrassment, and sat down on the stool.

This is the second time for Qiao Guanglan to hold such a meeting. It is nothing more than the supervisor summing up his personal achievements in the past week, and then explaining possible changes in the next week. It will end soon.

He sat on the chair and listened to each other. He casually sketched a pattern of a bear on the meeting minutes with a carbon pen.

It's not that there are too many vacant places or that there are seats for colleagues who are not present, but that everyone is unwilling to get too close to Qiao Guanglan and thinks he is unlucky.

After all, it is different from ordinary live broadcasts. As we all know, the anchors of the "Prohibition Live Broadcasting Room" usually have to come into contact with a lot of weird things. Before Qiao Guanglan, four anchors had died, and everyone recognized the most unlucky channel. If it's higher, the audience's rewards are also straightforward, but generally it's not so poor that no one is willing to come here when they are full.

Qiao Guanglan didn't mind it, she didn't look up until she heard a familiar voice saying, "I'm late".

He heard correctly, the person who came was Cui Ruzheng. The difference from last time was that he wore a pair of glasses this time, and he seemed to be more elegant all of a sudden.When Qiao Guanglan looked at him, his eyes happened to sweep in this direction at the same time, and they met, Cui Ruzheng nodded and smiled at him.

Qiao Guanglan's expression was like seeing a pig flying in the sky.

Xie Zhuo snorted coldly, tugged Qiao Guanglan, Qiao Guanglan looked away, and whispered, "What are you doing?"

Xie Zhuo said: "It's okay, I almost fell out by accident."

Qiao Guanglan pressed his head into his pocket directly.

Xie Zhuo: "..."

Someone nearby whispered: "Why does Master Cui come every time we hold a staff meeting? Although he has cooperated with us a lot, is this an internal meeting after all?"

This was exactly what Qiao Guanglan wanted to ask, and he immediately pricked up his ears.

It's a pity that the other person's voice was even softer, he couldn't hear it, so he pinched Xie Zhuo.

Xie Zhuo: "...he said that Cui Ru is the shareholder of this company."

Qiao Guanglan said in surprise, "Just like him?"

Xie Zhuo whispered, "That person said the same thing."

Qiao Guanglan couldn't help but glanced at Cui Ruzheng again, and suddenly felt that he wasn't very dick, or he wasn't as dickish as the last time I saw him. Although his face was still the same, but he changed his clothes and wore a pair of glasses. The atmosphere is different.

That sense of disobedience came back again.

The meeting had been going on all morning, and everyone was starving from listening to it. They all left after the meeting. Qiao Guanglan's hands were full of carbon pen oil, and he put Xie Zhuo and the meeting minutes back in the live broadcast room, and patted him head, said "I wash my hands to go", then turned and went out.

As soon as the door was closed, Xie Zhuo stood up immediately, ran to Qiao Guanglan's meeting minutes, quickly tore off the page where he had just drawn the little bear, folded it a few times, and stuffed it into the small pocket in front of his overalls.

Satisfied, he pressed his little pocket to prevent the "portrait drawn by his sweetheart" from accidentally falling out of it. He couldn't hold back his curiosity, so he couldn't help flipping through the contents of Qiao Guanglan's notebook.

On the first page, a little bastard was scribbled. The whole body was composed of the simplest lines, and the shape could barely be seen. The word "Lu Heng" was written on his body, and there were many small dots on the bastard's body with the tip of the pen.

Xie Zhuo: "..."

The depth of hate is also a kind of love, so you must keep smiling.

In the past world, Xie Zhuo was once praised by Qiao Guanglan's patriarch, Mr. Tong Ke, the master of Fengshui circle, saying that he is "elegant, handsome, elegant in speech, and excellent in demeanor".

Although in the Fengshui world, the Changliu school he belongs to and Qiao Guanglan's Yixingmen have always belonged to two different factions, and they are constantly fighting openly and secretly, trying to occupy the position of the first school, but this is exactly the case, the sincerity from the opposite sides Compliments are more valuable.

But this kind of chic, this kind of demeanor, every time he meets Qiao Guanglan, he can always be easily turned into a puff of smoke and disappear with a whoosh.

The little bastard drew all kinds of cartoon beautiful girls in the next few pages. With Xie Zhuo's few childhood memories, he can basically recognize Shui Bingyue, Cardcaptor Sakura, and Athena. ...Oh, I know this too, Chibi Maruko-chan.

From the folds of the clothes to the ends of the flying hair, Qiao Guanglan draws them in great detail, much more distracted than stabbing him with the tip of a pen.

Xie Zhuo really wanted to tear off these pages and put them under his feet, or at least he would have to paint all the beauties of Mr. Qiao with beards. That's all, after changing the new identity, I managed to find a good face for a few days, and I really didn't want to destroy it, so I had no choice but to close the notebook sullenly, and ran to the side alone and huddled alone.

Suddenly the door slammed open, Qiao Guanglan rushed in, grabbed him and left.

Xie Zhuo: "...elope?"

Qiao Guanglan said: "Cui Ruzheng is downstairs, follow me to meet the master!"

He took Xie Zhuo out, just as Cui Ru was walking up the stairs, Qiao Guanglan tossed Xie Zhuo to the corner of the stairs.

Xie Zhuo: "..."

Cui Ru was passing by, Xie Zhuo was lying at his feet, he walked over step by step, without stopping for a moment.

Xie Zhuo already understood Qiao Guanglan's meaning - if Cui Ruzheng collected the plush toys because he really liked them, why would he pay attention to him who is cute, but the other party is not interested at all.

But is it right for you to throw me out like this? !

Qiao Guanglan walked down the stairs with a smile all over her face, and said hello to Cui Ruzheng: "Master Cui, hello."

Cui Ruzheng's eyes fell on Qiao Guanglan's face from behind the lens, he nodded slightly at him, and said with a smile, "Hi, host Qiao."

He paused for a moment, and there was an indescribable appreciation and eagerness in his tone: "Anchor Joe's face is really beautiful...the figure is also very good."

He looks like a boring middle-aged man, but there seems to be a kind of sweet danger in his eyes. Although the content of the words is ambiguous, the expression and tone make people feel that he is not complimenting, but like Salivating what food.

Xie Zhuo lay on the ground pretending to be dead, feeling his teeth itching.

Uncharacteristically, Qiao Guanglan didn't fight back, but just smiled and said, "Master Cui has won the prize."

He stepped forward and said, "I dropped something here, Master Cui, please let me go."

Cui Ruzheng saw Xie Zhuo at his feet, his eyes flashed, and he bent down, as if he wanted to help Qiao Guanglan pick it up. At this moment, Qiao Guanglan also bent down, and the two heads collided, and Cui Ruzheng's glasses fell to the ground.

His first reaction was not to pick up the glasses, but stood up abruptly, covered his face and backed away.

Qiao Guanglan paused, and picked up the glasses on the ground and handed them to him. Cui Ruzheng didn't answer them, and stared at Qiao Guanglan suddenly, with sharp and dark gazes between his fingers, and his whole temperament seemed to have changed instantly.

Many thoughts flashed through Qiao Guanglan's mind in an instant, but no expression was revealed on his face. He pushed his glasses forward again, and the corners of his lips slightly curled up: "Master, are you alright?"

Cui Ruzheng slowly put down his hands and went to pick up his things. Qiao Guanglan's gaze quickly swept across his face, but the pair of glasses was missing. It was still the same person, and the same face. He didn't find anything worthy of Cui Ruzheng's intense reaction. s things.

Cui Ruzheng put on his glasses and said coldly, "Be more careful next time."

After finishing speaking, he swaggered away.

Qiao Guanglan watched his back, narrowed his eyes slightly, and when he turned his head again, he had resumed his usual relaxed smile: "Okay, let's go home too."

Xie Zhuo comforted: "Don't be angry with this kind of person. I tripped that Gong Tao at the door of the conference room today! Next time I meet Cui Ruzheng, I will do the same thing again."

Qiao Guanglan looked at him, in order to give his sweetheart a sense of security and to prove his tall and stalwart soul, Xie Zhuo puffed out his chest.