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Qu Yi yawned, his eyes lightly passed the square window sill, and stopped on the edge of the tall building with brilliant double shadows.

Finally, a corner of the bottom of the screen flashed orange.

Boss: [Full attendance can still be strived for, one day is too little, three days is appropriate. 】

The anchors of Deep Sea TV only need to broadcast the average daily time to get the perfect attendance award, and they are allowed one day off every month.

The perfect attendance award is issued according to 10% of the gift and salary income. For many big anchors, this is a lot of income.

At 01:30, during the time when the numbers were still changing, the boss basically explained all the clauses that need attention and the benefits that can be won in this contract in the most common language. Qu Yi was busy taking notes, and the replies to him were all It's 【ummm】.

He clicked his tongue lightly. The chat interface looked very uncoordinated.

The bony index finger unconsciously tapped on the keyboard. Half a minute later, the red switch leaked a sound of up and down switch keys in the middle of the night.

Qu Yi: [Mmm, I'll talk to the administrator tomorrow... Boss, aren't you sleepy at this late hour? 】

Boss: [I'm not too late before two o'clock, you rest first, there's nothing wrong with the contract, if you can't negotiate tomorrow, please send me a message. 】

Qu Yi curled up his fingertips, a feeling of "How can I know such a big guy?" He couldn't help but wonder what kind of person was sitting at the other end of the network connection.

The outline in my mind slowly emerged.

A person who likes to watch live broadcasts, can also analyze contracts, and works until two o'clock is not too late, and treats three hundred as dirt... Then he will not be too young, nor too old.

Maybe a social youth.

Driven by the plots of various online novels and TV dramas, the boss successfully took off the mink coat necessary for the nouveau riche, put on a neat suit, a noble and glamorous bow tie, and a bright wristwatch , he was leaning against the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, flicked the project list into the air, and said coldly without raising his head: "Redo."

Wait... that doesn't seem like the boss's personality.

Qu Yi shook his head, OK, start again.

The boss's pen worth five gaming laptops was swiping on the check, and then the secretary handed the check to an unknown woman in the office who must be an Internet celebrity. The boss looked at the financial statement without looking up, Youyou said: "Pocket money, use it to buy a bag."

Qu Yi smiled in satisfaction, this image can match the boss's domineering demeanor.

Another message came up in the chat box: [Good night]

Qu Yi pursed his lips, and typed: [Boss, pay attention to rest, a celebrity once said: Keep healthy and keep healthy, while other people use wheelchairs, I will use motorcycles! 】

Boss: [Which celebrity has said such criticism]

Qu Yi: [Internationally renowned leading professional consultant in health care——below. 】

boss:【……】

Qu Yi looked at the six dots, restrained himself from laughing, and took a long time to save the document and turn off the computer.

When he climbed into bed, he sent his boss the last message before going to bed: 【Good night】

Jin Yuan locked the screen, and finally heard other voices in his ears, including the sound card fighter CDJ's "Little brother, I want the M24 on your back~ But I only have one red dot, and I can't hit it with the M24" People...ah, no, no, oops...how dare you take your magnifying glass..."

Jin Yuan leisurely walked over, sneaked close to his microphone, and shouted in a moderate voice: "Tie Zhu, your father called to ask you to go back to the village to farm!"

"Fuck!" After glaring at Jin Yuan angrily, CDJ squeezed his throat again, "What iron pillars...you guys turn on the whole microphone...I'm not a man, how can I..."

CDJ was directly swept to death by his teammates.

"I'm going to fight you to the death today!" CDJ slapped the table and stood up.

Jin Yuan took a leisurely stroll in the courtyard and returned to his gaming chair: "Believe it or not, I just recorded it."

"Did the stocks go up or the housing prices go up?!" CDJ looked at him, "Enjoy you these few days."

Jin Yuan rubbed his face: "Do I look happy these days?"

"That's right, Captain, I'm so happy, I almost thought you forgot that our team still lacks an assaulter." CDJ said.

Jin Yuan clicked on the phone, and after unlocking it, what popped up was a [Good night] message from 10 minutes ago, a dialog box: Son.

He slid up to review the health slogan, got up and patted CDJ and Lao Ba on the shoulders: "Rest early, wheelchair players."

"Think about how to repay me. At the risk of being deducted by Lao Zhang, I will order it for you." Hong Jianguo lifted his quilt and scratched the soles of his feet.

"Ahhhh!" Qu Yi shrank his legs and bounced off the bed.

Their dormitory has always been like this. When it's class time, they call again before they get up. After asking whether they can go or not, they don't care. If they can help, they can help.

Hong Jianguo swayed his lunch on the side of his bed, and hooked Qu Yi off the bed like a puppy.

"What time did you go to bed yesterday?" Wen Huancheng stared at his lean collarbone protruding from the wide neckline.

Qu Yi yawned lazily, stretched his long legs, grabbed his lunch and sat at the table: "It's not until two o'clock."

"Why are you up so late?"

"It's not too late before two o'clock." He said while biting his rice.

"Hey, did you get seduced by some coquettish female ghost in the middle of the night last night?" Hong Jianguo said, "You are a health-preserving monster with red dates and wolfberries in the morning and lemon and honey in the afternoon, and you can say such things."

Qu Yi tilted his head and swallowed the food in his mouth: "If you have to pursue it, I should have been seduced by a coquettish ghost last night."

"Damn it, let me strangle you to death." Hong Jianguo said, "I'll help you come out on the confession wall right now, fulfilling the wishes of those 'big ones' who threatened to pick you up."

The story of the confession wall can be traced back to the day when Qu Yi entered school three years ago.

Because of a photo of "Senior wants to help me carry my luggage, I don't want to. I accidentally pressed my senior on the report platform in order to carry my luggage weighing less than two kilograms", Qu Yi was shot in the new campus. red.

Forum Hot Posts——

[A man with a height of 1.8 meters and a leg length of two meters is so damn sweet! ! 】

[Grab the cute boy from the art department at the report office]

[This kind of little shou setting with a harmless face on the face of humans and animals, but A burst into the sky, I can eat it for the rest of my life]

[Li Tao, can Yiyi's appearance be a cutie-year-old attack?

……

From then on, the painting style on the confession wall was no longer normal.

"Hee hee hee," Qu Yi grinned, "Forget it, a person like me has a hit rate of 1, and can't do 0."

"Qu Dayi, if one day you are hospitalized, it must be because of a broken leg." Hong Jianguo said.

Wen Huancheng turned his head, and the A4 paper in his hand was pinched with a trace that needed careful identification to see clearly.

"Brother Cheng Cheng, what are you doing standing there, you don't talk for a long time." Qu tied up the lunch box and threw it into the trash can.

"This is the application form for exchange at Musashino Art University next month. The teacher asked me to give you one." Wen Huancheng said.

Qu Yi took it over: "I haven't been to Japan yet, I can think about it... 20 days, this time is so short."

"There are three places in the courtyard. At this time, I will accept you as a king." Hong Jianguo said.

"Hmm..." Qu nodded, and suddenly opened his eyes wide, "So Lao Zhang knows I didn't go to class?!"

Hong Jianguo's throat stuck: "It seems... I know."

"Fine, I'm wearing sunglasses to class these days to prevent being shot into a sieve by his pair of motion-sensitive light waves." Qu Yi turned on the computer, "By the way, I plan to sign the live broadcast contract."

"Why?" Wen Huancheng asked.

Qu Yi turned on the backstage of Deep Sea TV: "I find it quite interesting, and the salary is also good."

"I don't think it's appropriate." Wen Huancheng said.

Qu Yi raised his eyes to look at him, and said firmly, "I think it's quite suitable."

Wen Huancheng and him looked at each other for 2 minutes, lost the battle, and sighed: "You can do whatever you want."

Qu Yi frowned unrecognizably, turned back to find the administrator in the message record, and asked all the questions raised by the boss yesterday.

The administrator said that because Deep Sea TV is a new live broadcast platform, the benefits of contracted anchors are better than all platforms, not only in the length of live broadcast but also very humane.

Therefore, for all the requests made by Qu Yi, the other party responded without any resistance.

"Damn? Is Deep Sea TV still making money?" He looked at the chat window in surprise, feeling a pain in his heart that he could have bargained again, but missed the opportunity because he didn't understand the market.

The administrator quickly recreated an electronic contract for him, and said that if he decides to sign, he can send the paper contract to him today.

The negotiation was unbelievably smooth, and it was even the same as the scam that deceived the elderly——

Say everything well, right, right, right.

Qu Yi typed [Wait] on the keyboard, wanting to ask his roommates, but Hong Jianguo was watching his two-dimensional wife with earphones licking the screen. As for Wen Huancheng...he didn't support signing the contract. Asking him at this time is always a bit embarrassing.

When no one could answer, Qu subconsciously thought of the boss.

He unlocked the phone, and after clicking on the blank avatar, his fingers hesitated.

Is it too much trouble for him... Yesterday, in order to show me the contract, the boss didn't go to bed until 01:30. It was less than twelve hours later, and he sent another message. The boss didn't want to help him. What's more, the boss is still a social elite who is busy with everything.

He took a breath, and was about to exit the chat box, when a thin white box appeared in the lower left corner: [Are you awake? 】

thump.

It seems that there is a cute little rabbit jumping in place in the heart.

He rubbed his hands together, realizing that staying up all night is really not a good thing, and he would be shocked by a piece of news, but at the same time, he thanked the boss in his heart, that he could still remember himself after staying up all night passionately.

Qu Yi: [rises up]

Boss: [How about the signing? 】

Qu Yi: [A new contract has just been sent]

Boss: [Send it over and let me have a look]

Qu Yi: 【Are you busy with work? 】

Boss: [Not busy, just got up]

Qu Yi once again shed tears of the poor: [The rich can really do whatever they want QAQ]

The boss waited for half a minute before coming back: [You sighed like this when you woke up, it will make me misunderstand what happened last night that cannot be described]

Qu Yi's eyes widened, and he typed with the speed of a mother who has been solo for 20 years: [How is it possible!Weren't you with me last night? ! 】

Boss: [Oh, then you won't bring a test report tomorrow and tell me that I am the father of the child, right? 】

Qu Yi: [? ? ? 】

Jin Yuan lowered his eyebrows and smiled, and said to himself in the hoarse and deep voice he had just woken up: "This stupid..."