The whole world knows he has a crush on me

Lin Xiaodong is extremely active, although he feels a little strange that Bo Jiu doesn't know much about Qu Ning, but this does not prevent him from having a heart that wants to be passionate about Amway.

"The boss may not be ashamed to tell you, the main thing here is... How should I put it, some paintings are really 'esoteric', and they were posted by the boss in a fixed community when he was abroad. They played wild abroad, and accumulated a lot of them over time. Few fans—"

Lin Xiaodong frantically selected the original pictures while talking, and packed them all for Bo Jiu with the last key.

"For the time being, there are only more than 80 copies. The rest are either locked by the boss or have disappeared. I still have a comprehensive supply here. 70.00% of the fans don't have my resources!"

Bo Jiu looked at Xiao Tu who was still jumping out, and pretended to Lin Xiaodong, "Are you still a fan of Qu Ning?"

Lin Xiaodong didn't know that Bo Jiu had cleared his mind a long time ago, so he would nod excitedly: "Yes, yes! I am not only a fan of Teacher Qu Ning, but also an administrator of Xiao Chaohua—" Lin Xiaodong suddenly banned Voice.

Bo Jiu was a little dazzled by the small thumbnails, so he put away the phone first: "What? What is Chaohua?"

Lin Xiaodong didn't know whether he should say it or not, but he was the one who got such a managerial position in a muddleheaded way...

"It's just, it's the Xipichao chat between the boss and a certain friend..."

Bo Jiu frowned: "What the hell? What Xipi?"

Lin Xiaodong stretched out his little finger and pinched it: "It's pairing, cp means..."

Bo Jiu: "..."

Bo Jiu smiled slightly: "With whom?"

For some reason, Lin Xiaodong's hairs stood on end, and he took out his mobile phone tremblingly and showed it to "Zheng Gong": "...he is a mixed race from the corrupt country. ..."

Bo Jiu took a look and saw a familiar name - Richard.

what.

He suddenly laughed.

This is really interesting.

That fake foreign devil Richard did not know when he had a cp station with Qu Ning.

C, p, station, child.

He, all, no, yes.

Bo Jiu ground his molars, and said to Lin Xiaodong, "How long has this place been in operation?"

Lin Xiaodong murmured, "Not long... just a few years."

Not long, just a few years.

Bo Jiu laughed angrily.

On the one hand, he wanted to spank Qu Ning's ass, and on the other hand, he wanted to call Li Zhonghuai again and ask him to lock his son's room again. It's best not to go out and harm other people's wives in this life.

Seeing that Bo Jiu's expression was not clear, Lin Xiaodong quickly made up for it: "Actually, I'm already planning to quit this Chaohua!"

Bo Jiu looked sideways.

Lin Xiaodong was eager to show his merits: "Recently, a new cp station has sprung up, which is the teacher... er, the boss... the one who came in suddenly during the live broadcast a few days ago..."

Bo Jiu changed his mind, "Is it me?"

Lin Xiaodong: "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"

Bo Jiu suppressed the bad breath, and said, "What's Chaohua's name?"

Lin Xiaodong: "Has the teacher been caught by the sun today!"

Bo Jiu: "..."

"You guys are having fun."

He hasn't seen those thumbnails yet, so he naturally doesn't know that Qu Ning is playing more openly to some extent.

Bo Jiu remembered that since Qu Ning was able to join Nanfeng smoothly, he must have known about such a "conspicuous" personal part-time HR. The reason why there was no news later was probably because he dared not tell him... So what exactly made HR Don't dare to report to him?

Bo Jiu couldn't figure it out.

He left Richard, a barren cp circle where fans were lonely and didn't see the real master, and entered the thriving sun circle.

Because it was the latest first-hand news, it was obviously much more lively than the next door, so Bo Jiu's face eased a little.

He looked down a few times, clicked on a fan essay written by a certain girl, and stood there watching it for nearly a minute. Lin Xiaodong didn't dare to disturb him, and just silently hugged the lover for him.

Bo Jiu smacked his lips while looking at it, then swallowed his throat again, and finally coughed strangely, an unnatural color gradually appeared in the base of his ears.

Lin Xiaodong: "..."

Lin Xiaodong: "You too...don't worry too much, it's mainly the little girls of Mr. Fen, many of whom are talented in both literature and painting...the production of food here and the production of pictures over the other have already formed an industrial chain of learning... But the teacher never responded, because this made me think he was not gay..."

Bo Jiu's backhand is a concern for the sun.

I also left a little red flower under the short article just now.

At this time, he hadn't realized that his id was officially certified as the CEO of Nanfeng Media, nor had he realized that his profile was full of years of experience and honors and the wealth of the young master of the Bo family.

Lin Xiaodong didn't have the guts to see what Bo Jiu was doing. He just told him that he could find Qu Ning's sketch account and video account by following Chaohua@.

Bo Jiu hummed casually, barely suppressing his innocent heart to watch Sun Chaochao.

"Xiaodong."

Lin Xiaodong let out a hey over flattered.

Bo Jiu patted him on the shoulder: "Do I need to emphasize which side I stand in the future?"

Lin Xiaodong said righteously: "I will become your Xipi little host as soon as possible!"

Bo Jiu secretly thought that Qu Ning really picked up a simple and honest treasure, he remembered that the man at home was sick and hadn't eaten yet, so he put away his mobile phone and carried Bo Qinglang with him and really left the studio this time.

Lin Xiaodong always felt that he had become a big deal by playing. He watched Bo Jiu driving away from upstairs, and calculated in his heart how much bonus he would get from the boss at the end of the year for being so "understanding"...

When Bo Jiu drove home, Qu Ning was almost ready to cook.

As soon as Bo Qinglang entered the door, he rushed straight to the kitchen, and Bo Jiu followed behind him and said, "Didn't they let you get out of bed?"

Qu Ning didn't know about Bo Jiu's experience in the studio yet, so he smiled and said: "Idle is idle, it's better to get up and move around."

Without saying a word, Bo Jiu hugged him by his thighs, Qu Ning let out an exclamation and looked down at Bo Jiu's face.

"What are you doing?"

Bo Jiu: "Hold my daughter-in-law, my daughter-in-law may be patient, and there are still many fans."

Qu Ning blushed: "Who is your wife..."

Bo Jiu laughed, put him on the chair, and went in to serve the porridge by himself.

Qu Ning's head was still a little foggy, and when he saw Bo Jiu sitting opposite him, he realized that this person was in a strange mood.

He frowned again when he said yes, and hugged him as soon as he came back.

So he asked casually, "How is Xiaodong doing?"

While stirring the porridge, Bo Jiu took out his mobile phone to accept the picture that he hadn't seen just now.

"He's been doing really well."

Qu Ning was completely relieved, thinking that he was working while looking at his phone, so he ate quietly without disturbing him.

1 minutes passed.

Bo Jiu put down his chopsticks.

2 minutes passed.

Bo Jiu began to operate the phone with both hands.

3 minutes passed.

Qu Ning couldn't hold back his head and asked, "Is there any major and urgent project?"

Bo Jiu didn't speak, and took a long while to look away from the screen, looking at Qu Ning with a blank expression.

Qu Ning is so innocent, one pair of eyes can see the clear bottom.

What is this that Lin Xiaodong sent to himself?

Qu Ning can't, at least shouldn't draw so many things that make people look shy, right?Could it be a typo?

No.

Lin Xiaodong is a diehard fan.

Bo Jiu's mind flashed the lively cp eighteen style, suddenly he felt like an innocent fool.

His nerves twitched: "Ningning."

Qu Ning bit the fried dumpling and let out an "ah".

Bo Jiu: "Where did you get inspiration from when you were painting before?"

Qu Ning: "—"

Qu Ning quietly swallowed the food in his mouth, and said vaguely: "...Actually, at the beginning, I didn't know anything."

Bo Jiu hummed.

Qu Ning didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at this time, he said with a smile: "Later, a fan private messaged me a picture, and I tried to draw it, and slowly discovered an interesting circle."

Interesting circle?

That was so much fun riding a horse.

It's so interesting that the intranet will be directly harmonized.

Bo Jiu's eyes turned dark and his face was soft: "Mr. Qu Ning needs to recover from illness quickly. Only when he recovers can he work hard."

Qu Ning hummed, "Don't worry, I'll be fine in a week."

Bo Jiu: "OK."

He picked up the big bowl, filled half a bowl of porridge, then told Qu Ning that he was going to work, turned around and went into the study, and followed Chaohua to find Qu Ning's account.

It took me an hour to get out of the account, and then I found a certain group number following the few words in the comments below.

Bo Jiu didn't hesitate to apply to join.

He really didn't understand why so many outrageous magical ingredients were added to his pure little white flower when he went abroad to drink foreign ink.

Search, apply, and click Add.

A fan popped up on the page to answer questions.

Question: How many props did the teacher use in this painting of the sports room?

Bo Jiu took a deep breath and dug out the sketch of the suspected sports room from Lin Xiaodong's resources, counted and filled in four.

3 minutes passed.

10 minutes passed.

After half an hour, Bo Jiu finally couldn't sit still and called Lin Xiaodong.

"Hey! How many props did your boss use in the sketch in the sports room!"

Lin Xiaodong lay innocently on the gun, subconsciously said: "Five—"

Bo Jiu went crazy: "How could it be five? Horizontal bar, skipping rope, table tennis, and a sit-up cushion! Isn't that the only thing!"

Only then did Lin Xiaodong understand, and he explained in a low voice: "Then what... Of those two people, one of them is a skin-covered robot stuffed with cyberpunk settings... so it can be regarded as a prop... The composition of this picture is very good. Exciting, and rarely seen by the uninitiated..."

The ignorant Bo Jiu: "..."

Lin Xiaodong didn't understand why Mr. Bo, who was happy to see Chaohua when he went out, suddenly became agitated. He picked up the phone strangely, and there was a busy beeping sound from the other end.

Bo Jiu took a deep breath and resubmitted the answer in three seconds. This time, he passed in seconds and entered a large group of 2000 people.

A group reminder popped up immediately.

[Note: This group does not engage in color, does not engage in color, does not engage in color!Pure rainbow fart empty bottle exchange group!It is forbidden to flirt with the shy wife through private messages at will, and it is forbidden to add unnecessary "parts" to the drawing of the magic reform teacher! 】

Bo Jiu: "..."

Away from the big spectrum!

So the pure lover is only himself?

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The author has something to say: Yes, Mr. Bo Jiu.

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