After Assistant Salted Fish was targeted by President Ba

Young Master Fang has been very strange recently. I don't know if it's the stimulation from his sister and brother-in-law, but it's just very strange...

Although he didn't blow up his hair like before, Wen Ling could feel that the young master was a little careful not to let anyone see him.

This morning, Wenling and Wu Shangning read the first draft of the logo, and I have to say that people who are nourished by "sugar" are really efficient at work. Not only have they finished drawing Yilan's things, but they have also started to announce the words of other brands. It's half an hour.

They are all Chengtai's old project partners, and they have their own plans for each aspect of the requirements. Wen Ling just handed over a few more promotional posters of entertainment companies to him.

Wu Shangning answered straightforwardly: "I happen to have something to draw recently, and these little stars should have regained their touch."

Wen Ling wasn't curious about their other orders, but Wu Shangning looked mysterious: "Master Fang is doing things behind your back, have you noticed any signs?"

Wen Ling didn't find any signs for the time being. He stayed at his home for the past few days. He planned to go to the apartment today. It was Fang Chuli who acted mysteriously and sent messages halfway before returning.

He wasn't too worried about Fang Chuli, but he was taken aback by Wu Shangning's question.

The young master has something to hide from him.

It seems that it is not a trivial matter.

Wu Shangning bared his teeth and smiled: "Didn't Chi Lan write such a book? Didn't you miss it?"

Wen Ling was honest, shaking his head: "I didn't see it."

"Why do you say you are so uncurious?" Wu Shangning shook his head silently, "I went to see it, tsk tsk, Xiangyan, I can see that Chi Lan at that time was a hot young man with ideas and ambitions."

Wen Ling: "..."

Could it be that everyone watched it, but he was the only one who didn't?

Wu Shangning looked at his face, cleared his throat and comforted him: "It's a good thing that you didn't look at it. When you look at Xiao Li, you can't wait to take out your eyeballs and replace them with a pair of eyes that you haven't seen."

Wen Ling: "..."

"I haven't drawn characters for a long time," Wu Shangning clicked his tongue. "I don't know if I can draw you two well. I still don't plan to draw a Q version. I have to describe your handsome and handsome facial features carefully."

"Why don't I learn from old Gu Xue and paint it thickly, it's realistic."

His fingers are well-knit, his nails are trimmed clean, his skin is white, and the black pen held between his fingers has a layer of shine. He was born with a pair of hands holding a paintbrush.

"I'm also thinking about whether to publish a comic or a picture book."

Wen Ling couldn't understand: "What do you mean?"

"Oh, it was Xiao Li who asked me to draw you two." Wu Shangning grinned, and the pen shook, "I also drew some small cartoons before, since someone came to me, of course I am happy, it's up to you, if you want me draw you?"

Wen Ling had never been in contact with it before, so he felt a little confused, which was beyond the scope of his understanding.

"My paintings are no worse than those written by Chi Lan. After all, he is thinking wildly, and I am sincerely talking about it."

In the end, he gave a confident wink, which made Wen Ling suddenly realize what Fang Chuli wanted to do.

It seems that he not only shows off in front of relatives and friends, but also declares in front of all acceptable strangers: Wenling, mine!

His heart suddenly pumped out hot blood, burning his heart, so he nodded his head in a strange way.

"It's fine if you agree." Wu Shangning was even happier, and asked, "Then do you want to use your real names? Fang Chuli strongly demands your real names."

Wen Ling was completely subconscious: "Is Chi Lan's real name used in that book?"

Wu Shangning nodded, and let out a "hmm" from his nasal cavity.

Wen Ling confirmed: "Then the real name."

Wu Shangning simply didn't want to be too happy, and his steady eyebrows became smug again. He also said that Gu Shenzhi would definitely participate in the two strokes, and he promised again and again that he would never be worse than Chi Lan when the time came.

Wen Ling's heart was still floating on the part of "announce to the world", and when he was gone, he tasted "jealousy" and "a man's damned desire to win" when he was dealing with work.

But he couldn't help laughing.

The young employees of the company still didn't know that he and Fang Chuli were together, and the young lady at the station next to Wen Ling was taken aback by her smile: "Assistant Wen, what's wrong?"

Wen Ling realized that he had lost his composure, put his fist on his lips, and shook his head: "It's nothing."

The young lady narrowed her eyes slightly, her eyes were full of scrutiny: "Is there really nothing? Why do I think you look so good recently! Are you in love?"

so obvious?Wen Ling quickly managed his expression.

"You must be in a relationship!" The young lady was a little excited, "I used to have a serious face after working overtime, but now it's different. The more I work, the more energetic I am, Mr. Fang is no longer annoyed when he is angry."

Wen Ling: "..."

The little sister gossips: "Do you have a picture of your girlfriend? I want to see what kind of girl can sweeten you like you're in candied fruit."

Of course it wasn't a girl. Wenling had a photo of Fang Chuli in his phone, but he wouldn't show it, for fear of scaring this person.

Just when Fang Chuli came back from the outside, his eyes were full of danger, and he looked at the two people who were not doing their jobs: "What photo?"

The alarm bells on the young lady's head rang, and she hurriedly looked at her computer.

Fang Chuli was enthusiastic, and continued to ask while supporting the railing next to Wenling's work station, "What were you talking about just now? If you don't say it, you can deduct money from absenteeism."

The young lady was flustered, and hurriedly asked not to deduct the money: "It's Assistant Wen's girlfriend, and he fell in love recently."

"Really?" Fang Chuli glanced at Wen Ling and smiled, "No wonder the work efficiency has improved a lot, let others see what he looks like."

Young Master Fang is in a good mood now, his hair is smooth, but he puts on a fierce face, Wen Ling will of course let this young master do his best, but it is time to end this conversation: "No, I just want to see the good stuff by myself. "

The young lady opened her mouth, her face full of remorse that "this good man has been sitting next to me for several years, but I didn't do anything".

Seeing that Fang Chuli was a little happier, Wen Ling went to the general manager with a "hum" in order not to laugh out loud in front of the staff.

I guess I laughed about it.

Wen Ling sent him a message:

- hide you.

Fang Chuli replied this time in seconds:

-roll! /[beat head]

After a few minutes, Master Fang's news came in again:

-Come to the lounge after dinner, I want to take a nap with you!

The past few days are not free, Wenling has been running around several times, and before lunch, he was called by the operator to watch the live broadcast the night before, to discuss who to use first.

Looking at the overall popularity, Wen Yucan ranks first, far behind No.2, and they are very capable in all aspects.

Chi Ming specially said hello and advanced Wen and Can's work process, because they had an appointment with the male third of the TV series, and there were still a lot of scenes. He was inexperienced, so he had to learn for a while.

For this little lover of his nephew, Chi Ming seems to be very concerned.

No matter what it is for, whether it's compensation, whether it's to keep that Young Master Chi from going crazy, this is not a bad thing for Wen Yucan, since there is no right track to speak of, to maximize the benefits, whether it sounds good or not, Wen and Can can't change it Traces are gone.

His life will not be worse than before, even if he works harder, he may not be better off than them.

Wen Ling moved neatly, he made an explanation and was not in a hurry to go to the rest room, he still had a problem to deal with.

He fell in love with a pair of rings, and now he is going to that shop for a second time.

"Is there really no way to discuss it?" Wen Ling's face was a little worried, but he was very polite, "Well, tell me the contact information of that person, and I'll talk to him."

The pair of rings he was looking at were made of platinum with diamonds. They had a great sense of design, neither fancy nor overly reserved.I've been staring at it for a long time, because the designer didn't have a finished product. Recently, I got the news that it was going to be put up for sale from Wei Xixi, so I hurried to the store.

Originally, I wanted to tie something to this young master's hand. After all, the thing around the neck still doesn't look grand. Every time it flickers in front of my eyes, it is a desire, and the thing on my fingers is the lock.

He knew that Fang Chuli wouldn't say anything, but he thought about it too.

But Naihe was still a step too late. The teller said that the man was very firm and had been staring at him for a long time, unwilling to let go.

Wen Ling lingered for a long time, and said that he would never harass. Anyway, it would be better for him to discuss in private if he had to argue in the shop.After getting the contact information, I thought about countless words in my heart, and also started to find out who this person is.

No, Wen Ling shook his head, he couldn't let his life get worse and worse.

Just about to press to turn off the screen, the text message prompts: 1000 yuan has been credited to the bank card.

Only then did Wen Ling realize that it was time to pay wages, and Wen Yucan had been abiding by the rules in Chengtai for half a month.

Fang Chuli didn't find someone from Wenling in the company, and text messages piled up one after another. Wen Ling replied, "I'm downstairs in the company", put away his mobile phone and saw Wen Yucan enter a cake shop.

Mother Fang used to love the Black Forest mousse from this restaurant.

Wen Yucan stood in front of the display case in front of the cash register like a primary school student. He was so white that he was unsightly when he was not injured, but now his eyes are full of reflections of cakes.

Like a starving wolf.

"Two Black Forest mousse, one chestnut cake." Wen Ling thought for a while, then ordered mango cheese.

He handed the chestnut cake to Wen Yucan: "The chestnut cake has low sugar content, so it doesn't have much effect on the role you want to play. Also, congratulations on receiving your first salary, a gift."

Wen Yucan's eyes flashed, and at this moment, his eyes were extremely bright.

When Wen Ling entered the general manager's office, Fang Chuli folded his arms inside the door with a gloomy face, and when he saw the cake, he looked puzzled again: "Why are you buying so many cakes?"

"Go back to see Mom and the others tonight. Isn't your uncle's child here?"

Fang Chuli curled his lips: "Are you still thinking about that brat?"

Wen Ling let out a "hmm" and put the cake in the small refrigerator. Fang Chuli watched behind him: "Why don't you buy me a copy?"

"You?" Wen Ling closed the door, "Do you like this?"

"I don't like it," the young master put his arms around Wen Ling's waist without hesitation, "I don't like sweet things."

"So my dear doesn't like sweet things?" Wen Ling pretended to suddenly realize.

Fang Chuli leaned against the desk with his lower back, buried his forehead down, and rubbed against Wenling's neck for a long time like sucking a cat: "There is a sweet one, I still have to eat it."

Wen Ling was getting tired of him like this, and pushed him: "What are you doing? You're playing tricks?"

Fang Chuli's eyes were burning: "Assistant Wen has four days, 15 hours and [-] minutes..."

Wen Ling saw the young master raised his hand and looked at his watch: "48 seconds, I didn't sleep next to me."

Assistant Wen: "..."

"Let's express your opinion," Young Master Fang sent his hips in front of him, "How to make up for this vacant time?"

The author has something to say:

Thank you for the 13 bottles of Qiao Huan, and the 1 bottle of nutrient solution for Girls' Feelings, I love you~

Assistant Wen: That's right, the time I didn't sleep by his side was all the time I didn't sleep by his side.