Bu Xinglan said that if he wanted to move Jinxiu Manor, he must move him, but he hung up the phone regardless of Qu Yan's resistance.

For memory reasons, he has the habit of keeping a diary.At work, he will plan the things to be done the next day in advance. Even though there is no guarantee that he will remember it [-]%, but Bu Xinglan has a special assistant by his side who will arrange all the big and small things, which can be regarded as making up for this gap.

Because the doctor said that staying up late is not good for the brain, and normal people have memory loss due to staying up late, and Bu Xinglan dare not stay up easily, so even though he is 26 years old, he still works like a primary school student.

The elder brother and parents will take turns to monitor the ward rounds every night.

Bu Xinglan has good self-control, woke up at six o'clock the next morning, and habitually closed her eyes to recall.This is a very wonderful experience. His memory fragments are like scattered stars in the universe, and they gradually return due to the call of a blank brain. When Bu Yuezhao comes over and asks him to go out to exercise together, Bu Xinglan has already changed his clothes , refreshed.

Bu Xinglan runs in the morning three times a week, and Bu Yuezhao will always wake him up on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays.This habit has lasted for many years, and now it has formed a conditioned reflex in Bu Xinglan's memory.

After dinner, both parents and elder brother went to the company, while Bu Xinglan went upstairs to look through the notepad.

When he saw "Looking for someone to move the dormitory for Qu Yan", he thought about which onion Qu Yan was for a while, and then a figure of a naked fruit gradually appeared in his mind, and the tight muscle feel remained in his impression. And that superbly handsome face that is as unashamed as it is flattering.

Bu Xinglan's eyes lit up, and he called Qin Yao: "I want to praise Qu Yan."

Qin Yao was not surprised at all: "I also think he has great potential, and I want to put him under Sister You, but he seems to have a deep relationship with his former manager, so I'm thinking about sharing some resources with him. "

These things are basically handled by Qin Yao. Bu Xinglan can only play the role of an assistant because of his poor brain. He thought for a while and said, "Have you decided on the cover of F·G Magazine next Friday?"

"Can you stop saying it's so easy? It's hard to win the cover of F·G next Friday. No matter what, we must focus on our company's large traffic first? That cover will go to Ge Qi."

Bu Xinglan didn't care: "To Qu Yan."

"What's the matter with F.G? It's also the first-tier standard in China. Qu Yan wants to get in without training for two or three years? Are you kidding me?"

"What are you afraid of? Qu Yan can slap his face."

"His fame will reduce the sales of F·G's magazines. If we fail to meet the sales standards we set, we will lose money!"

"I'll buy the ones that aren't enough." Bu Xinglan said domineeringly, "That's it!"

Qin Yao: "???"

Bu Xinglan paused, then said softly, "I can still manage this company, right?"

Most of the company's affairs, Qin Yao only needs to say hello to Bu Xinglan to decide, it is rare for Bu Xinglan to have his own ideas, although it is too out of line, but when he asked such a question, all the MMPs in Qin Yao's heart were swallowed immediately Go down: "Of course..."

On Friday, Teng Bin knocked on Qu Yan's door with a mysterious expression on his face: "The boss of our new company has finally started to distribute resources to you!"

Seeing Qu Yan's expression of disapproval, he thought to himself that his nonchalant attitude did not look like a young man in his early twenties, so he said it himself: "It seems that the two days you and Bu Xinglan have spent, no, F· G's magazine invitation, this is a good thing of good fortune! Who on F·G doesn't have 1000 million fans? Just you, 98 fans!"

He looked excited, and Qu Yan was also a little surprised.

He thought that Bu Xinglan would at least arrange for him from the bottom, but unexpectedly he gave him such a big shock when he came up... But, it was quite in line with his flamboyant personality.

But after the two of them finished digesting the news, Teng Bin began to worry again: "I heard that this invitation was originally for Ge Qi."

Ge Qi and him... Did Bu Xinglan choose him?

Qu Yan raised his lips imperceptibly.

Teng Bin was still muttering: "You said that if Ge Qi's fans know about this, what will they do if they tear you apart? He has a lot of traffic, and the number of fans is more than ten times that of yours."

"Ah."

Teng Bin raised his eyes with a sad face, and saw the increasing arc of his mouth: "..."

He still couldn't figure out what the kid was thinking as before.

Under Bu Xinglan's deliberate arrangement, Qu Yan's itinerary gradually became full.On Saturday, I will shoot the cover of F.G. On Sunday, I will spend a day with him. On Monday, I will be an endorsement for milk tea. On Tuesday, I will be an endorsement for a face mask that is as unknown as him. The hero of the play.

Most of the current web dramas will find such unknown artists to shoot. Qin Yao inherited his father's sharp eyes and decided to invest in this web drama directed by a young man. After Bu Xinglan referred to Bu Yuezhao's opinion, he did not Two words, throw money.

I heard that this web drama itself has a male lead, and said that the director's junior will be acting, but the investor's father opened his mouth, so he had no choice but to accept Qu Yan.

It's an audition, but it's actually just a look. Unless they want Bu Xinglan to withdraw the capital, the male lead Qu Yan didn't run away.

Bu Xinglan didn't look for Qu Yan in the past few days because he was lazy. He didn't really like Qu Yan, but he thought it was nice to have a handsome guy by his side, and he didn't need to pay any attention. Isn't that what pet dogs do?

Moreover, Qu Yan has good looks and good temperament, and his gestures are pleasing to the eye.

Bu Xinglan usually spends money playing paper people, but there is such a real handsome guy sent to him to play with and develop, so he can't just let it go.

Bu Xinglan is unwilling to run in the morning on Saturdays and Sundays, but no matter whether he runs or not, he must get up before eight o'clock. This is the rule set by his mother. She does one thing.Bu Xinglan didn't want to spend time dealing with her.

At 07:30, Bu Xinglan got up, tidied herself up, and sat at the dining table.

Wei Weiwei brought the porridge in front of him with regret on her face: "Your brother is going on a blind date today, do you want to go and see it together?"

Bu Xinglan glanced at Buyue Zhaosheng's unlovable face, and said without hesitation: "It doesn't give me pleasure to watch others being tortured."

Bu Yuezhao was relieved, and Bu Xinglan added: "But brother is different."

"..."

After watching Bu Yuezhao's torture, Bu Xinglan's face was bright with sunshine, and he reached out to pat him on the shoulder, and asked curiously, "What kind of person do you like?"

His mother is also very worried: "Talk about it, what's wrong with her girl? You also met the third sex last time, and she's a nice person, why don't you just look down on her?"

Buyuezhao said helplessly: "When did you find someone like Xing Xing, introduce it to me."

Bu Xinglan burst out laughing, Wei Weiwei looked at her youngest son's delicate face, and sighed, "Then you may be single for the rest of your life."

Bu Xinglan was in a happy mood by the indirect praise, and he looked outside inadvertently, and suddenly found that this was F·G's magazine building, and he said immediately: "Stop."

Bu Yuezhao said: "What are you doing?"

"Our company's artists are taking pictures here today, I want to go and see."

"Which artist?" Buyuezhao said displeased, "We still have to go to grandpa's house for lunch."

"I don't want to go." Bu Xinglan reached out to pull the car door, Bu Yuezhao had to stop the car, Wei Weiwei also came to pull him: "I heard from Qin Yao that you have been very close to an artist recently."

"It's not close, I just think he's handsome."

His mother was interested, but Bu Xinglan didn't want to explain: "I just want to play with him, why are you so annoying."

Wei Weiwei looked sad, it was not convenient to park for a long time here, Bu Yuezhao restarted the engine and left.

"Do you know that artist?"

"Qin Yao didn't say his name, he just said that he was very handsome." Wei Weiwei in the rearview mirror had a dissatisfied expression. I was busy, so I didn't pay much attention, and I will definitely check it out when I go back."

Wei Weiwei's expression softened slightly: "You should pay more attention, and don't let him be deceived."

Bu Xinglan strode into the FG building, the front desk recognized his identity by swiping his face, and hurriedly took him to the studio.

F·G's main style has always been masculine charm. Most male artists are between 26 and 45 years old, and people in their early twenties like Qu Yan are rarely photographed.Originally, the editor-in-chief of F·G was very dissatisfied with Red Fish's sudden change of staff, but the gold medal photographer of their magazine did not show a particularly disgusted expression to Qu Yan.

Hearing Bu Xinglan approaching, he greeted him personally: "Boss."

Without Bu Yuezhao and Bu Duanliang by their side, calling Bu Xinglan is always right.

Bu Xinglan hummed, and when he walked in, Qu Yan had just changed into a black suit and came out. The moment his eyes met, Bu Xinglan's heart trembled, and Qu Yan's eyes also jumped with surprise.

"He's so handsome." Bu Xinglan stared at Qu Yan's figure and said, "Isn't he?"

The editor-in-chief was also amazed for a moment, and replied: "Of course, Mr. Qin and Mr. Bu have sharp eyes, and the people selected are naturally excellent. Even Manny is very optimistic about him."

Manny is a well-known photographer and an old man who has worked in F·G for many years. He is very familiar with the style of magazines. The fit between the two can be called perfect. Basically, he can sell a good one after meeting him. sales.

So even though Qu Yan's reputation is not good now, before the final result comes out, the editor-in-chief still compliments Bu Xinglan first.

Bu Xinglan walked over and sat on the sofa.

The suit on Qu Yan's body is not in a dignified and ascetic style. There is no tie, the neckline is open, and the wheat-colored skin is exposed, showing a bit of wildness. This is also because of his age, and he cannot maximize the maturity and stability Manny exudes, under Manny's suggestion, he can only change his mind.

After changing postures continuously, the staff moved the chairs, and a female model with an explosive figure came out from the small door on one side, wearing black silk and a miniskirt, wearing a sexy strappy upper body, smiling and nodding to Qu Yan, He lifted his leg over him.

Bu Xinglan's face turned blue: "What are you doing?"

The editor-in-chief quickly explained: "We are going to shoot aggressive pictures, and it will be better if there is a model to cooperate with."

Over there, Qu Yan's hand was already on the model's waist, and the two of them were very close. From Bu Xinglan's perspective, it looked like they were preparing for a kiss before sex.

Qu Yan looked indifferent, showing no resentment.

In magazines, there are many collaborations between male artists and female models. This is also to highlight the male charm of the artist.

Bu Xinglan can understand, but still has a feeling that her own things have been defiled: "No filming!"

Being on the cover of F·G is a rare opportunity for Qu Yan, but this matter was arranged by Bu Xinglan. If he can praise him, he can also throw him down.

Cold sweat rolled down Teng Bin's forehead.

...this ancestor.

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