After wearing it back, I became the favorite of the boss

038 Exchange password + daughter?

"The appointment with Fan Ya is at ten o'clock in the morning tomorrow, and I will pick you up at 09:30." Bai Ge glanced at the time and said a few more words, "Go back and rest early, when you were broadcasting live just now, there were several fans I was asking what happened to your dark circles."

Mu Shaoqing's skin is fair, and the dark circles under his eyes are particularly obvious when he comes out. In addition, his live broadcast room does not have a filter, many fans are worried whether unscrupulous managers are oppressing their young master.

"I'll try my best." Mu Shaoqing nodded awkwardly.

Seeing his reaction like this, Bai Ge pretended to be vicious and threatened: "Yes, not as much as possible, don't force me to check the post!"

Mu Shaoqing quickly made an OK gesture, and after the driver drove over, he quickly opened the car door and got in, just as he sat down, he suddenly turned his head, widened his eyes in surprise, and lowered his voice: "Why are you here? "

The light in the nanny car was warmer and fell on Yin Cheng, casting a soft halo. He just sat quietly on the left side by the window, making no sound, as if blending into the background .

"I'm waiting for you." Yin Cheng raised his head, and his stern eyebrows softened instantly.

Mu Shaoqing raised the corner of his mouth involuntarily, moved to the seat beside him and sat down, secretly glanced at the tablet in the other's hand, as expected he was busy with work, he quickly said: "I'll squint for a while, and call me when I arrive. "

"Okay." Yin Cheng nodded slightly.

The car drove very steadily.

The lights outside are dim and bustling, but the lights inside the car are soft and quiet.

When Yin Cheng finished replying to the email, Mu Shaoqing had lowered his head and dozed off on the spot, nodding his head from time to time like a chicken pecking at rice.

The young man's fair face, against the background of the black sweater, looked extraordinarily fair. Under the beautiful eyebrows, there was a faint blue circle around the eyes. It was obvious that he didn't have a good rest last night.

Yin Cheng stretched out his hand, and stopped just as his fingertips touched the young man's thick and slender eyelashes.

——You have to keep an eye on him in the future, don't let him stay up all night.

With a left turn, Mu Shaoqing's body was driven by inertia, and leaned towards Yin Cheng.

As if the apex of his heart had been tapped, there was a feeling of light strokes of feathers, the boy still had his eyes closed, but his head was already resting on his shoulders, Yin Cheng put away the tablet, and took out the blanket from the side drawer with gentle movements covered the young man.

This time, Mu Shaoqing fell asleep very soundly, fell asleep in three seconds, and slept very deeply. When he woke up, he was already at home.

The light above his head was soft and dim, and his body was still covered with a blanket. Under him was the fabric sofa he liked. It was light gray with fine fluff, which felt very comfortable to the touch.

He's home?

How did he get up there?

What about Yin Cheng?

Mu Shaoqing sat up in a daze, and heard the little orange cat's milky and coquettish voice, turned around and saw that it was Yin Cheng.

He was preparing supper for Mu Xiaopang.

"Yin Cheng." Mu Shaoqing walked over with some embarrassment, "Why didn't you wake me up?"

"You're too deep in sleep to wake up." Yin Cheng settled the little orange cat, then turned to wash his hands.

Mu Shaoqing followed behind him, becoming more and more reluctant to go: "Did you carry me up here?"

"Hold it up." Yin Cheng wiped his hands slowly. His fingers were slender and his joints were distinct. These were hands that could be called works of art. They were not only aesthetically pleasing, but also full of strength.

Mu Shaoqing stared at his hand, inexplicably recalling the scene where he was easily lifted by the other party that day in the car, feeling a little ashamed.

"If you feel sorry, I'll hug you next time when you're awake." Yin Cheng suddenly added.

Mu Shaoqing took a step back subconsciously, and shook his head quickly: "No, I'm not sorry..."

After Yin Cheng stared at him intently for a few seconds, he said solemnly: "But your eyes clearly say that you are sorry."

Mu Shaoqing: "!"

He finally understood why Yin Cheng would say that his acting skills were too bad at the beginning when he was wearing books. This guy really has sharp eyes and can see through other people's minds at a glance.

Maybe it's a family genetic advantage?

After all, he has a brother-in-law who is a famous director, so he is talented in this area.

"That... I'm a little tired, I have to rest early today."

Mu Shaoqing yawned pretentiously, and quietly raised his head to peek at the other party.

Yin Cheng's gaze fell behind his inconspicuous dark circles, and his expression was slightly restrained: "It's almost ten o'clock, after washing up, go to bed early."

"Yeah!" The young man nodded his head like a pounding garlic, with an obedient appearance, "You should go to bed early, too."

After sending people to the entrance, Mu Shaoqing suddenly remembered something: "How did you get in just now?"

The door of his house is locked with a fingerprint code, and his fingerprint can be used. He told Baige about the code, but he didn't mention it to Yin Cheng.

"Your fingerprint and password are guessed." Yin Cheng replied.

Mu Shaoqing, embarrassment, is this all right?

It seems that he did sleep too soundly before, but his password...

Name initials plus birthday, really easy to guess.

Seeing his sudden depressed look, Yin Cheng reached out and touched his head: "My password is also easy to guess."

"?" Mu Shaoqing raised his head and looked at him in confusion.

Yin Cheng leaned over to his ear and whispered, "It's the same as your side."

The boy's face was red and hot instantly, he hesitated for a long time, unable to say a word, until the other party said again: "Do you want to set a fingerprint for you?"

Mu Shaoqing came back to his senses, a little moved, but also a little hesitant: "Is it okay?"

Yin Cheng: "Of course, your authority level is very high."

These words sound familiar.

Mu Shaoqing recalled it for a while, and immediately remembered that when he went to find Yin Cheng earlier, when the All League let him into the office, he had said something similar.

He managed to make his voice sound calmer: "Then I'll set a fingerprint for you too, so you don't have to ring the doorbell in the future."

"it is good."

Yin Cheng replied warmly, with an indistinct smile flashing in his eyes.

After granting permission to each other, it seemed as if a sacred ritual had been completed. Mu Shaoqing felt a sweet taste in his heart. He originally planned to go to bed immediately, but suddenly changed his mind.

"Yin Cheng, have you watched the latest issue of "Almighty Idol"?"

Yin Cheng: "I haven't had time to watch it yet."

Mu Shaoqing rolled his eyes, and his eyes finally stayed on the other party's home theater, and suggested nervously: "Then why don't you watch it with me for a while?"

"Aren't you sleepy?" Yin Cheng asked back.

Mu Shaoqing was inexplicably guilty. The restless little monster in his heart temporarily defeated his reason and took the upper hand. He kept fanning the flames: "Tomorrow is the weekend, and I can go to bed at eleven o'clock. I will wake up before nine o'clock tomorrow... ..."

On weekends, he has nothing else to do, he just needs to meet Fan Ya at ten o'clock in the morning.Yin Cheng seems to be resting here too...

"Okay." From a certain point of view, Yin Cheng was responsive to him, "Before eleven o'clock, you must go to bed."

"Hmm! We can watch half an episode first."

Mu Shaoqing glanced at the length of the complete episode before, and it was an hour, four and 10 minutes.

Watching the variety show that I participated in filming in front of the screen, as well as the various subtitles and special effects provided by the program group on the P, combined together, Mu Shaoqing's mood is a bit hard to describe, a slight sense of shame, coupled with the inability to concentrate, said It was watching the show. In fact, he peeked at Yin Cheng more often.

While peeping, he kept making up all kinds of brainstorming in his mind, imagining what kind of mood the aloof and arrogant Boss Yin had when he clicked on his live broadcast room and spent a lot of money...

His distraction was quickly caught by the opponent.

Yin Cheng paused the show, and the hustle and bustle in the room came to an abrupt end.

On the screen, the screen that was playing was the talent competition in the second round, and Mu Shaoqing got the lottery to dance in the square dance.

The young man in front of the camera looked like he was about to cry, which was in stark contrast to the calmness and wit of the first level, and two lasagna tears were pricked on his face.

"Sleepy?"

Yin Cheng asked, his voice low and gentle, and his dark and deep eyes stared at the young man suspiciously.

"I heard you yawn just now. In less than 10 minutes, you peeked at me thirteen times."

Mu Shaoqing: "!" Is it so obvious?

He bit the bullet and defended: "No, I didn't yawn, I just think it's a bit strange to look at myself from this angle."

Yin Cheng thoughtfully, glanced at the screen, then looked back at the boy, and smiled: "It's all pretty."

Mu Shaoqing: "..."

It's over, his heart is beating so fast, he shouldn't choose this time to watch any variety show.

He pretended to be calm and said: "You are right, I am a little sleepy, let's go here first today, and continue watching tomorrow night."

Yin Cheng nodded very gentlemanly: "OK."

Then he added: "Let's put the things over there in your living room first, and I'll go over and clean them up for you tomorrow."

"Ah." Mu Shaoqing was stunned. Although Yin Cheng said that he would clean up after he came back, he didn't take it seriously in his heart. It was like killing a chicken with a bull's knife.

The person in charge of Yin's consortium, with so many companies under his control, receives a huge sum of money every second. He came to help him pack his things, feeling... a lot of pressure.

"Let's hire an assistant." He thought carefully.

Yin Cheng understood his concerns, reached out to touch his head again, and said in a low voice: "every word I told you before is not a joke, and you should remember it well."

"...Okay." Mu Shaoqing's eyes moved slightly, but he still insisted on his own thoughts, "But I still need a life assistant."

When he gets busy in the future, many things will be ignored.

"No problem." Yin Cheng took over the job and sent him back to the opposite side, "Sleep well tonight, don't think about anything."

Before the door closed, Mu Shaoqing tugged on the other party's sleeve hesitantly, and quickly said: "Good night."

"Good night, Zai Zai." Yin Cheng stepped forward, leaned over, and gently kissed the boy's forehead.

·

"Looking at the condition of your skin, you had a good rest yesterday, didn't you?" When Bai Ge came to pick him up, he was obviously much more satisfied.

Mu Shaoqing smiled and said nothing, got into the nanny's car, took out his mobile phone, and began to check Weibo.

Today is the day when "Neon Clothes and Fairy Feather" is on the shelves. Qian He just sent him good news. The number of reservations has exceeded the 800 million mark. For a new mobile game produced by a small workshop, this is incredible. The numbers show that their studio's publicity and marketing are doing very well.

As for the quality?

It depends on the evaluation of today's players.

"Where's your chubby?" Seeing that he was relaxed and didn't bring the cat out, Bai Ge couldn't help wondering, "Didn't you even go to the company to hold a live broadcast temporarily, and you couldn't bear to part with that little orange cat?"

"It's being fostered by a neighbor." Mu Shaoqing replied calmly.

After Bai Ge responded, she was startled suddenly: "Neighbor? Isn't that Mr. Yin? You actually asked Mr. Yin to help you raise a cat? No, Mr. Yin would actually help you raise a cat? You, you——"

Mu Shaoqing put down the phone and blinked innocently: "It's just a cat, don't make such a fuss, Brother Bai."

White Pigeon: "..."

"Boss Yin seems to like this kind of fluffy animal very much, he is a very caring person." Mu Shaoqing said again.

Baige: "..." Heh, heh.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, Mu Shaoqing arrived at the restaurant that he had made an appointment with Fan Ya ahead of schedule.

The location of this restaurant is a bit out of the way, but the environment is quiet and the dishes are exquisite.

Fan Ya came earlier than him, and when they met, she showed a bright smile: "Xiao Mu, long time no see."

"Teacher Fan, I kept you waiting for a long time." Mu Shaoqing stretched out his hand with crooked eyebrows. After a friendly handshake, the two sat down and began to order.

Bai Ge suddenly realized that he was a bit redundant as a manager. The elegant and well-dressed Ms. Fan in front of him was an old acquaintance with his artist. After chatting for a while, they got to the point.

Fan Ya: "Xiao Mu, to be honest, Mango is a brand founded by my husband. He watched your live broadcast before and liked your temperament very much. He wanted to hire you to be Mango's spokesperson. Although you rejected him, he still didn't Give up, re-improve the R series products, and ask me to come forward and talk to you about the endorsement issue."

Mango's mechanical keyboard Two-dimensional style is very strong, and the sales volume of e-commerce is not low, at least it is still a strong member in the middle and low-end similar products.

"May I venture to ask, what was the reason for your refusal?"

Although her husband suspects that the endorsement fee is low, after all, their products have never found a spokesperson before, and there is no horizontal comparison at all.Fan Ya didn't think so. When Mu Shaoqing was a sophomore, she rejected her invitation, obviously not because of money.

Mu Shaoqing said frankly: "I'm used to using red switches. Mango's main products, tea switches and green switches, are quite good. There is a little difference in the feel, so..."

"So that's how it is." Fan Ya understood, and then showed him a set of photos, "This is Mango's R series that hasn't been released yet, so it should be suitable for you."

"They look very beautiful." Mu Shaoqing had a feeling that his eyes were bright, different from Mango's previous flashy style, the R series mechanical keyboards in these two photos, one is luxurious and restrained black gold, The other is a cool and low-key blue and white, which unexpectedly fits his aesthetic.

Fan Ya observed his reaction and was very satisfied: "I happened to bring them today, you go back and try it, and if you can, then reply me."

"Thank you, Teacher Fan."

After Mu Shaoqing thanked her, the topic changed again.

Fan Ya still feels a little regretful when she thinks about it. Two years ago at the Young Fashion Design Contest, she saw the boy's design draft for the first time and thought he was very talented. No.1 was awarded to another equally outstanding designer with deeper qualifications.

She took the initiative to invite the young man to join Yazhiyuan, but unfortunately, the young man did not agree, but told her frankly: "Mr. Fan, fashion design is not my major. Because of my hobbies and interests, I will occasionally burst into inspiration. If I am a professional designer Teacher, I'm still not qualified, if one day my talents are exhausted, it will hurt your reputation."

Fan Ya came back to her senses and asked, "Xiao Mu, do you still have inspiration?"

Mu Shaoqing scooped up a small spoonful of ice cream and smiled: "Once in a while, I might have a chance to work with Teacher Fan in the future."

Fan Ya looked at the pure smile on his face, and put down the idea of ​​soliciting him: "Then add a WeChat, I look forward to the day you find me to cooperate."

"it is good."

Mu Shaoqing took out his mobile phone very cooperatively.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Baige sent him back to the Platinum Mansion: "You really don't need me to take you up there?"

"No need." Mu Shaoqing held a keyboard in one hand and resolutely rejected his offer, "Brother Bai, go and do your work. I'll try out the keyboard in the afternoon and I'll contact you later."

The artist is so capable, it seems that his manager is a good-for-nothing!

While under great pressure, Bai Ge cheered up: "Okay, then I'll go back and write the script."

Fortunately, besides being an agent, he is also a gold medal screenwriter!

When Mu Shaoqing returned home, the mountain of courier boxes in the living room had disappeared. He put the keyboard on the table and walked quickly to the cloakroom to have a look. The cabinets that were more than half empty had already been filled...

"Snail girl" Yin Cheng gave him a big surprise.

"Master, welcome home."

A childish voice suddenly came from behind him.

He turned around in surprise, only to see a little loli about 1.4 meters tall, wearing a black and white maid outfit, mopping the floor.

Mu Shaoqing: "!"

Where did Yin Cheng kidnap child labor from?

Huh, not right.

Mu Shaoqing took two steps forward and found some clues.

This is a realistic robot. At first glance, the silicone skin on the outside looks similar to human skin, but the robot's head and facial features are obviously different.

"Hi, what's your name?"

He asked enthusiastically, this robot should be a high-end product manufactured by Yin's Technology under Yin Cheng's name.

"Master, my name is Yin Xiaomu." The robot stopped mopping the floor, raised its head, and answered seriously, "Master, you can call me Xiaomu or Yin Yin."

The voice is immature, with an obvious mechanical sound quality, and the last two words are full of coquettish taste, but they sound serious.

Mu Shaoqing couldn't help laughing out loud, just at this moment the door of the entrance was pushed open, and he heard familiar footsteps, it was Yin Cheng who came.

Yin Cheng held two bags of fresh fruits and vegetables in his hand, changed into slippers, and walked to the kitchen: "Are you done talking?"

"Yeah." Mu Shaoqing took small steps and followed, "I brought back two mechanical keyboards, let's try together this afternoon?"

"Okay." Yin Cheng turned his head and replied in a warm voice, "Did you see Yin Xiaomu?"

"I see, it's very cute. Is this the life assistant you found for me?" Mu Shaoqing took a look at it just now. The nature of this robot should be a life-assisting realistic robot that can undertake all kinds of simple housework.

Yin Cheng: "If you want to treat her as our daughter, it's not impossible."

Mu Shaoqing, who has "both sons and daughters" before getting married: "..."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-08-1700:06:53~2020-08-1722:18:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: ╭(°A°`)╮2 Yusheng;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 43 bottles of Mi; 5 bottles of Coke;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!