The whole world knows he has a crush on me

Qu Ning's office was moved to a higher floor.

He and Bo Jiu had a delicate atmosphere all the way, they were staggered for a moment at the subway escalator, and entered the company one after the other.

I don't know if Lin Ling's story has already spread. Today, when people in the company see Bo Jiu, they look like a mouse has seen a cat.

The young master's three assistants and three secretaries are even more unsmiling and quiet, handling things for Bo Jiu like machines running at high speed.

Only he, a non-professional salted fish, was in a daze among the staff of the president's office.

It seems that Bo Jiu not only has to deal with Nanfeng's affairs, but also sees that he has taken other materials and reports.

Thinking of the rumors about the company, Qu Ning guessed that it might be other assets of the Bo family.

The two of them didn't see each other for a whole morning, and at twelve o'clock, He Xiao asked him to go out to eat rice bowls. Before Qu Ning could move, there was a knock on the glass door of the cubicle.

It's Li Zhu.

"Qu Ning, the boss told you to go in."

Qu Ning said "ah": "But I'm going to eat—"

Li Zhu: "The boss told you to go in."

Qu Ning: "..."

Fine.

Touching his empty stomach, Qu Ning pushed open the door of Bao Jiu's office.

The man was still looking at the computer, but he didn't speak when he came in, not knowing what to do with him.

Qu Ning found a seat and sat down quietly, started his daily daze, and thought of some design drafts that he didn't have.

After a few minutes, Bo Jiu suddenly called him.

"come over."

Qu Ning immediately stood up: "Can we eat?"

Bo Jiu was silent for a while: "You are very active in eating, are you always so perfunctory in front of the boss?"

Isn't it a problem with thinking if you don't eat actively?

But Qu Ning didn't dare to say that to Bo Jiu, so he obediently walked over.

Bo Jiu turned the computer around.

"The company is going to organize a model competition recently, and there is an icon design for the competition. I took a look and thought it would be suitable for you. How about it? Are you interested in taking it?"

When it came to work, Qu Ning's eyes became serious.

"Model contest?"

Bo Jiu: "Yes, Nanfeng's development in the past few years has been very problematic, and it is already an 'old' company in the mouths of fans and other media, but this is the criticism of the inaction of the previous few, and it will not be corrected for a while. The most urgent thing is to find something good-looking and capable to improve the overall aesthetic level, update it, filter the scum, re-absorb fans to get rid of the bad reputation, oh yes, I will invite some stars in the entertainment industry and well-known fashion people at home and abroad to participate .”

"This is my first important project in Nanfeng. The venue will be very large. Considering some unnecessary costs, I decided to use the talents hired by the company with high salaries to do some work. I can't just sit around and just cook. "

Looking at Qu Ning's face, "The company hired with a high salary" emphasized it slowly.

Qu Ning was taken aback by Bo Jiu's high-level capitalist management: "Okay, that's fine, you don't have to explain a lot to me, I'm willing to do anything for you."

Bo Jiu: "..."

Bo Jiu crossed his legs: "Tsk, you artists speak in a polite way."

Qu Ning added embarrassingly: "And the proportions of the models are generally perfect, and they are very important reference objects for me."

Perfect body?Reference object?

Bo Jiu "calmly" turned back to the computer, put down Erlang's legs and said, "It's enough for the designer to do a good job, rewards are indispensable if they do well, and wages will be deducted if they can't do well."

Qu Ning said stupidly again: "Thank you."

Bo Jiu glanced at him, implying something: "You are welcome, you are my 'wife' now, you should be more careful outside, and you must distinguish the occasion when you see other men, not to mention that this is my company and my territory .”

Qu Ning coughed violently, picked at his fingers and scratched at his hair, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Bo Jiu's words were quite meaningful.

But I don't know if the strength is wrong, the hair rope at the back of the head broke with a bang, and the little hair fell apart into two strands on the side of the face.

Because he hadn't taken back his posture of looking at the computer, the cut of hair was dangling in front of Bo Jiu's eyes, which was particularly eye-catching.

Bo Jiu stretched out his hand and picked up a pinch: "Qu Ji, how about seducing the boss?"

Qu Ning blushed and wanted to escape from the alien planet again.

He fumbled through his pockets in a hurry, and found that he had run out of hair ties, so he had no choice but to let them loose, with the hair ties behind his ears blocking his sight.

"……I did not do it on purpose."

Bo Jiu laughed: "It's okay if you do it on purpose, we need this kind of atmosphere now, and I will definitely be able to fool my mother and keep it."

Qu Ning: "...Mmmmm."

In the end, he didn't go out to eat with He Xiao either. Bo Jiu directly ordered a luxurious takeaway and locked him in the office to feed him. After a meal, it was already afternoon work time. He ran to his seat as if fleeing from a wilderness.

I thought it would calm down, but I was pulled into the same group before I got off work.

Going in this time is very different from the last time I went in.

First of all, everyone's profile pictures were festively hung in red, and secondly, the group name was changed to rabbits eating grass by the side of the nest, and even his set of emojis were taken over.

Li Zhu Zhang Zhu Wang Zhu: Tutu welcome.gif

Mi Zhao, Mi Qian, Mi Sun: Rabbits Spreading Flowers.gif

Qu Ning: ...

Qu Ning didn't dare to post any strange emoticons this time, and quit again, and finally added Bo Jiu's WeChat through the group chat.

Qu Ning: 【What happened to that work group? 】

After 1 minute, Bo Jiu replied: [don't care, the mental victim who was tortured by 996]

Qu Ning: [...It's so miserable, will you be scolded for being the boss like this? 】

Bo Jiu; [The boss often 997 works several jobs by himself and sometimes doesn't have breakfast:)]

Qu Ning: Sorry to bother you!

After a while, Bo Jiu sent again: [Pack up your things, wait for me downstairs]

Qu Ning: [But the car is not in the underground garage? 】

Bo Jiu: [Do you think the boss only has one car?Just follow along]

Qu Ning suddenly doesn't sympathize with Bo Jiu's 997 anymore.

This time it was a driver in his forties, Qu Ning and Bo Jiu took the exclusive elevator and sat directly in the back seat.

The professional driver's car is fast and stable, there is no nonsense along the way, and there is also a service to help the door when getting off the car.

I'm used to Bo Jiu's down-to-earth manner of eating barbecue and carrying things, and I almost forgot that he is a real rich young master.

The man tidied up his cuffs: "This is a large supermarket closest to home. It has everything in it. Go in and have a look?"

Qu Ning: "Okay, wait for me to push a cart."

The design of the big supermarket is good, the distance between the shelves is comfortable and wide, and the big carts can't touch it when they stagger back and forth.

As soon as Bo Jiu entered the supermarket, he took Qu Ning's cart, and followed him to push it solemnly.

Qu Ning came to the washing and care area familiarly, and stopped before a set of conditioners. He touched his chin and began to compare and choose.

Bo Jiu was patient at first, but gradually became a little confused in the end.

"Don't they all look the same? Is there anything to choose?"

Qu Ning shook his head: "It's different, this one smells like jasmine, this one smells like gardenia, and the other one smells like camellia, each of them targets different hair problems."

Bo Jiu: "..."

Bo Jiu: "I think your hair is fine, it's soft and smooth."

It's nice to speak.

Qu Ning turned to look at him with a smile: "I must buy it, can you choose one for me?"

A tough new task.

Bo Jiu immediately straightened his back, his eyes scanned the three items on the shelf with serious eyes, imagining the picture of these scents on Qu Ning.

After thinking about it, I feel that either one smells very good.

So Mr. Bo prepared to take them all in one big bag.

Qu Ning stopped him, "I only want one."

"If it's really difficult for you to choose, I can introduce their flower language to you. Jasmine means 'you are mine', gardenia means 'waiting for a lifetime', and camellia means 'ideal love'. They are all very interesting. Can I choose now?"

Bo Jiu tapped the pusher with his knuckles, and then he didn't listen to Qu Ning's stop, but forcefully packed all the nursing supplies into the cart.

Qu Ning was puzzled: "Hey you—"

Bo Jiu suddenly said: "You are the ideal love I have been waiting for all my life."

He looked at Qu Ning, and said in a low voice, "Children only make choices, and of course adults want all of them."

The man walked past him, and the tall figure skipped by.

"Let's go, little snail, and I'll buy you some nice hair ties."