President's offensive and defensive battle

The snow on Kunlun Mountain has not melted for years. Zhang Qiling stood alone on the top of the mountain and looked into the distance. The scenery remained unchanged, but he felt unprecedented loneliness.

In the middle of the night on September 9, Wu Xie arrived in Beijing safely. Looking at the familiar train station, he couldn't help shaking his head and smiling wryly when he remembered that he set off with great expectations.He took out his mobile phone and cheekily sent a message to Zhang Qiling to report his safety. Regardless of whether the other party cared about it or not, it was just for the one in ten thousand possibility, and he didn't want that person to have the slightest worry.

Unsurprisingly, he didn't reply.

Wu Xie took the luggage and took a taxi directly to Wu's Group. After taking the elevator to the top floor, he realized that the light in Fatty's office was still on. He walked over and knocked on the door. He was greeted by Fatty's surprised face.

"Eh? Why are you back?!" The fat man asked hoarsely.

Wu Xie waved his hand with a tired face, not wanting to say anything.

The fat man took the luggage in his hand and put it aside, then poured him a cup of hot water: "I just finished my coffee, you can drink some water first."

"Thank you, I'll leave after a while." Wu Xie sat on the sofa, took the cup and put it aside.

The fat man was shocked: "Why do I rely on you to be so polite to the fat man? What happened?!"

Wu Xie fell back, leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes and told the story from beginning to end.

"What?!" The fat man was shocked again: "You told him?! He didn't hurt you, did he? If he dares to bully you, tell me, the fat man will tear him apart!"

Although Wu Xie was depressed, he still made the fat man laugh. He straightened up, looked at the fat man sincerely and said, "I'm fine, fat man, don't worry."

It's not been a day or two since the fat man knew Wu Xie, no matter how hard he tried to hide it, he could still see the pain in his eyes at a glance.The fat man sighed, sat next to Wu Xie, and persuaded him: "Oh, don't be too sad. In fact, it's not a bad thing to say it. You are so stupid. You have to reveal your secrets sooner or later. As for the little brother , you just let nature take its course, feelings can’t be forced.”

"I understand." Wu Xie nodded and grinned: "Don't worry, I'm just a little tired, just go back and sleep."

The fat man patted him, not revealing his purpose for coming to the company so late.It was past midnight, if Wu Xie could really fall asleep, she probably wouldn't have dragged her luggage to the company.

"Why didn't you go back so late?" Wu Xie changed the subject.

The fat man raised his chin towards the desk and explained: "The Planning Department has a new reality show. I think it's good, so it's a bit late."

"What program?"

"Uh... the president's big makeover."

"what?"

"Just as you heard and understood."

"..."

"Come on, let's take a look together."

"Ah."

A fulfilling job can make people temporarily forget their troubles. Wu Xie sat in front of the computer and seriously studied the company's new plan. Until it was dawn, the fat man was already drooling from sleep next to him, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Suggestions for revisions to the new plan have been sorted out and will only be brought up for discussion during the regular meeting. If all goes well, it will be launched soon.Wu Xie rubbed the center of her eyebrows, stood up and stretched her muscles and bones, the whole spine was crackling, excruciatingly painful.He came back in a hurry before and couldn't buy a plane ticket or train sleeper, so he sat on a hard seat for more than 30 hours.

Fatty slept soundly on the side, Wu Xie didn't bother him, just quietly pulled his suitcase back to the office.

He dug out the toiletries from the luggage and walked into the washroom. Wu Xie stared in the mirror at the man with dark circles under his eyes, stubble and stubble, and a pale face. He was stunned for a while. In just two days, he tossed himself into this picture Virtue is also considered capable.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Wu Xie took off his clothes and planned to take a shower and start a new life.Who cares about Zhang Qiling, one day he will obediently bow down under our suit pants!

Three days later, Zhang Qiling returned to Beijing.

A week later, the assistant to the president of Nine Gates Group sent the drunk Zhang Qiling back to his apartment for the sixth time. In desperation, he finally called the black blind man who was filming a location in Wuzhen.

"What the hell? Got drunk six times a week? What kind of contract is it so hard?!" The blind man was shocked.

"I don't have any particularly important contracts recently, but Mr. Zhang pours himself every time. I called you when I really had no choice. Please help me persuade you. How can my body bear this?" The little assistant said quickly I cried anxiously.

Hei Blind frowned rarely, and agreed wholeheartedly: "No problem, just ask him to call me when he wakes up, and tell me I have something to do."

"Okay, thank you." The little assistant was very grateful.

"Good talk, good talk."

After hanging up the phone, the blind man hesitated, stopped the ongoing night scene shooting, then walked up to Xie Yuchen, and said, "Master Hua, have you been in contact with Mr. Wu recently?"

Xie Yuchen has finished all the shots for today, and was about to go back to rest after taking off his makeup. Hearing this, he was a little puzzled: "No, what's wrong?"

The blind man pondered for a moment, patted the makeup artist on the shoulder and said, "Go and rest first, I have something to say to Master Hua."

The makeup artist nodded and left, Xie Yuchen looked at him in surprise: "What happened?"

The black blind man pulled a wicker chair and sat beside Xie Yuchen, and said, "Lao Zhang's assistant called me just now, saying that he got drunk six times a week. It's awkward."

Xie Yuchen looked at the black blind man deeply, frowned slightly, and said coldly: "What does Wu Xie have to do with him being drunk? Don't keep your mouth shut here and make random guesses."

The blind man stretched out his index finger and scratched his forehead, then smiled: "Master Haitang, what is Mr. Wu hiding from Old Zhang, I think you should know better than me."

Xie Yuchen's heart sank. He has been busy filming recently and couldn't take care of anything.But Wu Xie really hasn't called him for a long time, could it be...

The black blind man leaned back on the chair, put his arms on the armrest, Erlang raised his legs, tilted his head and smiled and said: "Big Daddy, don't think about it. If you have time to think about it, why don't you call Mr. Wu and ask. Old Zhang I still understand his temper, drinking away his worries and escaping from reality is not something he can do."

Xie Yuchen took out his mobile phone, instead of calling, he sent a message, then raised his head and stared at the blind man: "What do you know?"

The blind man smiled: "Don't be so serious, it's not a big secret."

Xie Yuchen sneered: "When did you know? You didn't report to Zhang Qiling?"

The black blind man shook his feet and said lazily: "Don't you think it's a big show between the self in reality and the self in the game? The plots in life are often richer than our imagination. I need this kind of inspiration~"

"Pervert." Xie Yuchen left without saying a word.

"Don't you want to know how I know this? The blind man shouted at Xie Yuchen's back.

Xie Yuchen stood still, turned his head and dismissed it: "It's nothing more than some dirty tricks."

Heixia stood up and walked behind Xie Yuchen, leaned into his ear and whispered, "Do you still remember the first time you commanded offense and defense for Wu Xie? Then he went online, and you accidentally called him, Xiaoxie."