The president is always unhappy [Transmigration Book]

After dinner, Song Yuanzhou drove Tezhu Qian and Hu Qi out together.

"Please go downstairs, both of you, to flirt." Song Yuanzhou pointed to his forehead, "Did you see it? It's shining brightly. If the two of you go downstairs, there will be no light bulbs. The floor is very spacious. The living room has floor-to-ceiling windows. Bathroom, bedroom, and study, you deserve it."

Song Yuanzhou closed the door indifferently: "What's wrong with you..."

Hu Qi stomped outside: "Hey, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Song Yuanzhou shouted: "I only like to stomp my feet when I'm not lectured."

Hu Qi was so angry that his face turned green: "You seem to be attacking."

Hu Qi was swearing outside, but Qian Tezhu dragged him away.

Hu Qi: "Don't drag me, let me fight him for [-] rounds, and see who wins and loses!"

Qian Tezhu grabbed Hu Qi's little hand, with a happy face, and took advantage of Hu Qi's inattention, and pinched it twice.

Hu Qi rolled his eyes at him: "Be careful, don't think that I didn't realize that you took advantage of my danger and ate my tofu."

The two stood in the elevator, pressing the floors, and Hu Qi asked him, "Where are you going now?"

Assistant Qian Te took it for granted: "Didn't the little boss tell us to go downstairs, the ground is so wide... Sigh! It hurts..."

Hu Qi pinched the flesh on the cheek before Assistant Qian finished speaking.

"I can't cure that little goblin, Zhou Zhou, and I can't cure you?"

Qian Tezhu begged for mercy: "Auntie, please forgive me."

This time in exchange for a more ruthless hand: "What the hell, I'll give you another chance."

Qian Tezhu was able to bend and stretch: "Grandpa, please forgive me."

Qian Tezhu's cheeks turned red from being pinched, and he complained while rubbing, "It's too cruel, murdering my husband..."

He said the next four words very quietly, only he could hear, mainly because he was afraid of getting more painful and intense face twisting service.

Can't be bothered.

"Where?"

Special Assistant Qian pondered over these two words carefully, and didn't ask where you were going, which meant that the two of you stayed together in the afternoon?

I rely on, happiness comes too suddenly.

"Why don't we go on an appointment together..." Tezhu Qian hurriedly braked and glanced at Hu Qi's expression, "Why don't we go out for a stroll together?"

"Is there anything you really want to go, but have never had the time and opportunity to go?"

Hu Qi thought for a while: "Really going? There are quite a lot of them, such as amusement parks, zoos... The memory of going to the zoo is still very young."

Special Assistant Qian: "Then go to the zoo. I know a very interesting zoo. They invited me to open before, but I haven't been there since I don't have time."

Hu Qi pressed the elevator on the first floor, turned his face and asked him, "Don't you need to go back to work? You are Mr. Jiang's special assistant. Usually, do you have time?"

Qian Tezhu thought about it, because the boss suddenly added money to him for no reason.

Maybe if the boss is in a good mood, he will give himself a vacation.

Special Assistant Qian: [Boss, I would like to ask for leave this afternoon. ]

Boss: [reason. ]

Special Assistant Qian: [Is dating a reason? ]

He was afraid that the bonus just added by his family would be doubled, so he quickly added a sentence.

[Please the best boss in the world, I only fell in love with this one after being single for 100 years, save the child.I, from the old mother down to Xiao Wang at home, will be grateful for your kindness. ]

Boss: [Hu Qi? ]

Special assistant Qian was dumbfounded: [How do you know?Yes... yes. ]

Boss: [Go away. ]

Special Assistant Qian: [Thank you Lord Long En, your itinerary is in the inside page of the first folder on your left. ]

Hu Qi asked him, "How is it?"

Special Assistant Qian had a strange expression on his face: "Jiang Che, a workaholic, he agrees! Agree!!"

Song Yuanzhou stayed at home alone, unable to broadcast live and had no one to accompany him, lying on the sofa... fell asleep.

Jiang Che sent several messages, but did not get a reply from him.

Jiang Che put down the signing pen in his hand, frowning deeply, facing the WeChat dialog box, with a bitter and bitter look on his face.

Eat... jealous?

Because did Hu Qi go on a date with Qian Tezhu?

Ever since Xu Xutuzhi's plan came into being, Jiang Che specially recorded the progress details in his mobile notepad.

He made the steps of chasing love as rigorous and meticulous as his work.

[Hu Qi?sad?

It doesn't matter, if you want to get someone, you have to get rid of the other person in his heart first. ]

Song Yuanzhou didn't know at all——

Because of the president's misunderstanding of himself, because of his few descriptions about his sweetheart, and because he didn't reply to the message in time, the president's understanding has been deviated by a thousand miles.

He had the best sleep at home since being hacked.

Nothing to worry about, and in a few days, I will be able to resume work.

Although the holiday is happy, the wallet hides in the corner and weeps silently.

He also hasn't cooked for a long time.

He quietly boarded the backstage of Station Q, and found that many fans sent him private messages, yelling. It had been a long time since he had seen him cooking live, and expressed that he wanted to watch cooking.

Song Yuanzhou intercepted several similar private messages, and the avatar and nickname were mosaiced and put in the news:

[I think you are missing me. ]

Song Yuanzhou thought that after so many days without broadcasting, his fans were all emotional, at least they would have to cry three catties of tears, the kind that all the fans could merge into a river.

The resulting style is like this:

[This anchor thinks beautifully. ]

[I see you are thinking about peach. ]

[When is cooking, gkd, gkd...]

[Don't think too much, I just want to see delicious dishes. ]

[So am I the only one who wants a sweet... apron? ]

Song Yuanzhou: "..."

The skin is your skin.

The next day, there were almost no ncfs hanging around downstairs.

Probably because of squatting for the past few days, the entire community is still leak-proof, and it is difficult to get in, plus the blessing of Song Yuanzhou's public relations clarification post.Let them completely lose the need to continue squatting down.

Song Yuanzhou went to the supermarket to buy vegetables, adjusted the angle of the phone, and clicked on the live broadcast.

[Oh my god, what did I squat on! ]

[Grandma, the anchor you follow, is live. ]

[It’s still the familiar apron, it’s the small waist I like... (not) the style. ]

[greedy.What are you doing today? ]

Song Yuanzhou greeted.

"I really don't miss me." Song Yuanzhou pretended to control the screen, "Then I'll turn it off. I'm sad."

[After thinking about it, why is this anchor so fat. ]

[Tiantian, I miss you so much! (5 cents a piece)]

"I'm making sweet and sour fish today, and I went to buy a fresh sea bass. Does anyone like sea bass?" Song Yuanzhou had already killed the fish, so as not to have any bloody scenes in the live broadcast room, he put it under the faucet, Move quickly to slice off the scales of the fish.

[See also sweet stunt! ]

[Master, are you still accepting apprentices? ]

Hu Qi started the live broadcast on his mobile phone, walked out of the house, and walked towards the stairs.

"In order to celebrate Tiantian's resumption of live broadcast, I will take everyone to Tiantian's house to see today."

[Shuangkai expresses that Little Butterfly definitely wants to go to Tiantian's house for a meal, the sweet and sour fish cooked there is really beautiful. ]

[2333, celebrating is fake, but wanting to have a meal is real, right? ]

[Don't do this, leave a pair of underwear for the child. ]

Song Yuanzhou was still interacting with fans on the barrage.

[Tiantian, almost a million fans, are there any benefits? ]

[live show, 23333]

Song Yuanzhou smiled lightly: "I can't help it, it's too ugly, it's so ugly, it's better not to come out and hurt people."

[hhh, this wave of self-hacking, follow the way of Heizi, leaving Heizi nowhere to go. ]

"Oh, someone knocked on the door, I'll open it."

[Don't open it, it's just downstairs for dinner. ]

[Speaking of which, after Tiantian moved, Xiaodie also moved in together. ]

[What kind of emotion is this, it's earth-shattering. ]

[Don’t ask, asking is socialist brotherhood. ]

Hu Qi stood outside the door, fiddled with the camera, and switched the front camera to the rear camera.

While doing it, he said: "Let's take a look at Tiantian's home."

On the barrage, someone asked him if he was dirty?

Hu Qi shook his head: "Dirty and messy? I'm afraid I will disappoint you, I..."

As soon as Song Yuanzhou opened the door, Hu Qi's camera happened to be at the door.

Song Yuanzhou: "???"

Hu Qi: "..."

It’s too unexpected!

Hu Qi stayed for two seconds and quickly adjusted the angle of the selfie stick in his hand.

The entire barrage was quiet for a few seconds, and instantly erupted like a torrent, and the barrage was like a typhoon blowing through the city after the heavy rain.

All are crazy.

[! ! !Was it accidentally exposed just now? ]

[Ah ah ah, my God, what is this!Little Butterfly, I order you to move the Hue head up! ]

[Hold me quickly, I'm going to pass out.What kind of fairy face value is this. ]

[God, red lips and white teeth, I really want to kiss. ]

[This excellent and delicate chin. ]

[awsl, please bury me! ]

[Who else!We are rumored to be ugly, and I want to be ugly like this too. ]

[As for the barrage?No, half of his face was exposed.I want to say, you go away and let me come! ]

ORZ, Song Yuanzhou didn't know what happened, Hu Qi almost knelt down at the door.

After closing the door, Hu Qi followed Song Yuanzhou like a wronged daughter-in-law.

"What's wrong with you? Suddenly you don't speak? Help me take out the cooked fish." Song Yuanzhou pointed to the sweet and sour fish that was put aside.

Hu Qi sniffed the aroma of cooked food in the kitchen.

"That, I'm going to say, don't be angry."

Song Yuanzhou was still processing the ingredients, absent-minded, "Well, tell me."

Hu Qi suddenly sped up his speech, trying to get away with ambiguity: "I accidentally broadcast half of your face."

Song Yuanzhou blinked.

Hu Qi also added: "And you don't have a beautiful face yet. I just tuned in, and you came out."

Song Yuanzhou turned off the fire on the stove and almost jumped up: "Are you still blaming me?"

[No beauty!Yan!My God, is this snow-white and flawless skin real? ]

[Mom, someone here is using a beauty trap! ]

[I'm gone, I'm gone. ]

[Storm crying, who went to the live broadcast room next door, do you have screenshots?Not seeing it means itching. ]

Hu Qi took the dishes away and took out another mobile phone to scan.

It didn't take long to find out that screenshots and videos of this revealing face were spread everywhere.

A post immediately floated to the front page at a flying speed, and quickly became popular.

#论美人的自己养# Beauty is dead, is Tiantian Meimei open for business today?

[Damn, the beauty of women's clothing is alluring!Automatic brain filling tens of thousands of words luxury train. ]

[When I saw this mouth, I was lost, and God still pursed my lips.My girly heart! ]

[Sweet, mom loves you! ]

[This one is also from the Buddhist family, so he has such a good face, but he doesn't show his face in the live broadcast, and he was bribed to pass the draft to be a black and ugly monster. ]

[After watching the animation, I was sent directly to the ICU for emergency treatment, and died of beauty. ]

[Sweet marry me! ]

Marry me seconded nearly 1 comments below.

Jiang Che who was reading the post: "..."

No, just solved one.

Another 1 came, but it was okay.

The author has something to say: take it easy in this chapter, and soon you will reach the key plot of the original novel.

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good-looking!I must save the manuscript for the next book and start the article (I am so tired from running around).