You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

At this time, the sky was bright, the sun had filled the tree house, and the villagers on the top of the mountain also got up to pack their things, yelling at each other, as if they were about to go down the mountain.

I felt a sudden embarrassment on Saturday. They moved a little too much just now, and the tree house creaked and shook. I was really embarrassed.

Seeing that Saturday was cramped, Chen Ke said, "Let me give you a hug, let's forget it this time."

Saturday breathed a sigh of relief, bent down, and embraced Chen Ke's neck obediently. Chen Ke also hugged Saturday's waist tightly. The end of his nose was full of the warm and delicate smell of Saturday's coat, mixed with some musk.Chen Ke couldn't help raising his head, and sucked heavily on the fair skin under the collarbone, as if this was the only way to relieve his regret of not being able to fully taste the fish.

On Saturday, she touched Chen Ke's hard and tough hair, and pressed a kiss on the top of his head.

Although neither Entangle nor Mian succeeded in the first attempt, both of them were relatively satisfied with the result, and they each strengthened their determination to attack.

It’s just that when he left the tree house, he encountered a problem on Saturday. His pants couldn’t be worn anymore, and they got wet in an embarrassing way: “What can I do?” Stay in the tree house for a day and sneak away at night.

Chen Ke said confidently, "Don't worry, I'll take you down."

When the villagers were carrying the last barbecue grill and were about to leave, the newcomers on the small tree house finally came down. Among them, the young man from the city seemed to be looking good. He turned over the bearskin blanket and wrapped the other young man tightly. Two thin white legs are exposed at the dark end.

The villagers looked at each other and smiled, congratulated Chen Ke one after another, and then walked away singing folk songs.

After the sound of footsteps dispersed, a head was exposed from the bearskin blanket. Saturday looked at the backs of the villagers with a flushed face, and felt that there was something wrong with Chen Ke's idea.

But there is no other way, at least this bearskin blanket can make Zhou ostrich prick his head.

When the two returned to the village, they were warmly received by the villagers, took a hot bath, and each changed into a new set of clothes, but with the characteristics of a bear village, a bear's head was printed on the front of the jacket, and a few bear paws were embroidered on the trousers At first glance, it looks a bit lively, but when I looked at Chen Ke on Saturday, I laughed straight away. The temperament of this dress is really in contrast with Chen Ke himself.

Chen Ke asked the driver to bring a few people to pick them up, and the car drove over at noon. Chen Ke handed over the keys of the two luxury cars to the driver, and sat in the back seat with Saturday and slept all the way back to City B.

When the familiar streets and street signs of City B appeared in sight, Saturday couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Compared with the weird countryside, the city is more reliable.

"Where do you live this time?" Chen Ke asked.

"Let's live in your office." Saturday replied, "We have three days of wedding leave, and it's time to go to work now."

"Alright."

After the driver in the front row heard this, he couldn't help feeling respectful. He was newlywed, and Mr. Liang's lover fully supported him to go back to work. This kind of spirit of giving up his family for the company is really very human, as expected of Mr. Liang. on the man.

but.

"Mr. Liang, please change into a set of clothes first." The driver reminded tactfully that although Mr. Liang loves to wear couples with his lover, this is not a big problem, but if you want to enter the company...

"Okay, stop at Fuxing Road, let's go buy some clothes." Chen Ke said.

When he came out wearing pinstriped gray casual business clothes on Saturday, Chen Ke felt that his eyes were full of pleasure, just like the appearance when he saw the young talent Zhou and the strange German guy coming out together under the SUT building that afternoon.

"Does it look good?" Saturday turned his head and looked at himself in the mirror, "I feel that my pants are a little tight."

"Just right." Chen Ke stepped forward and tugged at the back of his trousers for Saturday. The sag between his buttocks and thighs was stretched into a beautiful curve by the trousers, making the young man's legs straight and slender, "It's very nice."

Joy in my heart on Saturday: "Then this one."

Chen Ke tried on a gray-blue suit, which looked heavy and made him feel gloomy, but Chen Ke was very satisfied with this suit.

Frowning on Saturday, he began to doubt Chen Ke's aesthetic ability.

"Although you are the boss, you can still dress a little more relaxedly," said Saturday, "let alone an entertainment company, and you are a young man, why do you have to dress so old-fashioned?"

On Saturday, I picked out two clothes from a row of casual clothes and asked Chen Ke to try them on. Chen Ke was taken aback. The shirt and beige pants in his hand were a bit too easy, right?Like casual clothes to play golf.

"Try." Sat pointed to the fitting room.

Chen Ke immediately had nothing to say, and took the clothes to try on.

One minute later, Chen Ke came out after changing his clothes. He looked refreshed. On Saturday, he looked at him from head to toe, took two steps back, crossed his arms with one hand, touched his chin with the other, thought for a while, and came again. Going in front of Chen Ke, squatting down, rolled up the trouser legs for him, exposing the ankles.

Chen Ke has always been a little nervous. When he stood up on Saturday and looked at him again, he tensed up, as if waiting for a verdict.

Saturday couldn't help but patted his arm: "Why are you nervous?"

Chen Ke was silent. He really had no idea about matching clothes. For him in the past, it was enough to wear clothes that he could wear.

"It's pretty good now." Sat proudly admired his own work, "In the past, you may have needed an assistant to manage clothing, but now—you have me. I do the work of two assistants and get one salary. , isn't it a good deal?"

"Yes." Chen Ke smiled.

After visiting the clothing store, Chen Ke was given three pairs of shoes, a hat, and a pair of sunglasses on Saturday, making him look like a big star.

It was getting late, and the streets of the city were full of bright lights, shining through the shop windows and spilling on the brick sidewalks.

The two walked back side by side. When they talked about Xiongcun, they still couldn't believe it. When they thought of the two people who appeared in the mine on Saturday, they couldn't help feeling sad again. Chen Ke put his arms around his shoulders.

The next day, the news that Mr. Liang had returned from a "business trip" spread throughout the company.

The employees of Xihe Entertainment couldn't help but stretch their backs and gather energy to cope with the day when the boss came back. It doesn't really make a big difference whether the president of another company is there, but when the president of his family is there, they often find several departments to hold meetings together.

Xiaoyun is a senior planner of the variety show department. Hearing that Mr. Liang is back, he hurriedly sorted out the data report of last week's "Outsiders". Their department has a talk show variety show that is being broadcast online on the video platform. There are three topics, and the guests will perform talk shows around these three topics. Different from other variety shows, their guests have various types, including singers, comedians, popular niches, and big hosts. , The common feature of these people is that they all have a lot of fun, so the broadcast volume of this program has always remained high.

The variety show department has the most planners and screenwriters. Because the show is so popular, each guest is assigned a planner or screenwriter, who exists specifically to package him, so that the variety show books written in this way are more realistic and fun, full of unexpected jokes.

And the artist Xiaoyun is in charge of is really giving her such a headache that she is about to explode. That person's name is Feng Ming, and his background is very mysterious. To put it bluntly, the investor behind him is very generous. When he looks at you coldly, he is a perfect cool handsome guy, but he doesn't have a brain, and often reveals some exaggerated things in interviews, such as a little girl who committed suicide by jumping into the sea to chase him, and he is the first in 5000 years Handsome, it didn't follow the script at all. Later, all these bragging lines and exaggerated expressions on the cover were all made into emoticons by Rapeseed netizens. He has become a ruthless funny guy, but the investors behind him are determined not to do it, and they want to keep Feng Ming's original position. In "The Guest from Extraterrestrial Space", he must appear as a ruthless handsome guy. They even created a SLOGAN specially for him. "The Frozen Throne, who will call it?" requires that every episode of the program should appear, not limited to oral broadcasts, flying bids, letters, audience chorus and other forms.

- No wonder, who wants to have such a stupid SLOGAN!

In the beginning, Xiaoyun really tried to insert this slogan, and the effect was not bad. Many netizens reported that it was quite funny, but the investors were not happy, saying that Xiaoyun deliberately used a very serious slogan to make fun of it. Ironically, Feng Ming?No, it must be serious. If investors see some netizens saying it is funny, they will withdraw their investment.

Xiaoyun: ...? ? ?

I was worrying about this last week. Xiaoyun didn't like to deal with nonsense matters outside of the show, but their department was too soft on this point. Xiaoyun thought about it and found a time to report to Mr. Liang. After all, he has a big head and can cover everything.

Whatever came to mind, Manager Tian knocked on the door of the variety show department and told them to go to the conference room for a meeting in an hour.

Xiaoyun was overjoyed, and sorted out Feng Ming's various "crimes", attached them at the end of the document, and sent them to the notebook for the meeting.

There is a whole wall of glass windows in the conference room, which provides good lighting. However, during meetings, the blackout curtains are lowered for projection purposes, and the entire conference room is a bit dark.

When Xiaoyun walked into the meeting room, everyone else had already made their preparations. Mr. Liang was sitting at the end of the long table facing the projection, leaning back in the chair, looking in a good mood, and sitting beside him was not It was not the usual secretary—but a strange young man.

"Hey, Teacher Xiaoyun, have you seen that person? Do you know who he is?" Someone immediately whispered to gossip.

Xiaoyun frowned: "Shh, don't talk."

"Hi, I'll just ask..." The person next to him shrank back.

Xiaoyun looked low-key when he saw the gray professional attire on the man, but the temperament exuded from his body did not look like an ordinary employee, and the way Mr. Liang looked at him was simply admiring, loving, and doting, and every word he said was like Confession—although Xiaoyun knew it, they were actually talking about serious business.

correct.Xiaoyun suddenly remembered that Manager Tian sent a notice on the recruitment website a few days ago, saying that he wanted to recruit an assistant to the president. Could this strange young man be the newly recruited assistant to the president?

Although Mr. Liang's reputation is good, why does Xiaoyun always find it strange that this assistant to the president is really hired to organize the documents?

"Hi everyone, I'm Bai Yuyang, the newly hired assistant to the president. In the future, I will be responsible for handling chores that Mr. Liang can't take care of." The young man had a warm smile on his face, but his tone was very neat, "Then this meeting, everyone Don't be restrained, let's talk about the problems encountered in the progress of this week's program, mainly talking about the problems, if there are no problems, you don't need to talk about it, each person has a maximum of 3 minutes, now, let's start with Teacher Xiaoyun."

Xiaoyun was taken aback, he didn't expect this person to be so seasoned when he joined the job, maybe he had trained in another family before?

It's time to get back to business, Xiaoyun cleared away distracting thoughts, cleared her throat: "Since Assistant Bai said that he mainly talked about problems, then I will talk about the problems that exist in "The Guest from Extraterrestrial Space". First, my FOCUS artist Feng Ming, he There are more problems."