Fu Shao's favorite treasure: madam, don't run away

After Wu You hung up the phone, he immediately found out who was on duty at the front desk these days.

Standing in front of Wu You, the two of them thought that Wu You wanted to give them a raise or a promotion, but when they saw Wu You's expression, they knew that was not the case.

Wu You's face was cold, especially after seeing them, his eyes were even more strange.

"Editor Wu, what do you want from us?"

One of them pursed their lips and asked timidly.

"From today on, you two won't be here anymore. My magazine doesn't need two people with eyes behind their backs."

Wu You said in a cold voice, one sentence stunned the two of them.

The two looked at each other, and one of them couldn't help but said: "Editor Wu, us, what did we do wrong? Why did you fire us for no reason?"

They have done nothing wrong in their honesty and duty, and they have automatically applied for overtime these days. How can they be fired in exchange for overtime?
The corner of Wu You's mouth twitched into a sneer: "Is there someone who came these few days, and you turned her away and said some bad things?"

Thinking back, the two turned pale.

It was that one person who insisted on seeing Wu You, she didn't think that person had an appointment, so she let her go.

"You gave up a good opportunity to other magazines for nothing, what's the use of me keeping you?"

Wu You raised his eyelids and looked at the two of them coldly.

"Go and pack your things and leave immediately."

Seeing that the two knew what was going on, Wu You didn't say much, and let them go.

"Xiaoyou, has this happened before? This is also the first time for them."

The deputy editor asked as he watched the two aggrieved Bala to leave.

"If there is a first time, there will be a second time. What's more, I don't need this kind of people who don't work hard to be around. They will only ruin my good deeds."

The deputy editor saw that there was no room to save this matter and didn't say much. If he had to say anything, he could only blame the two people for not knowing what to do and driving him away.

If it weren't for these two people, the photo of Ye Ling and Fu Yuhan should be published on the cover of their pink side.

"This time it's good for Sunshine Magazine. With this group of photos, I can be brought back to life."

Wu You said angrily.

She also knows a lot of magazines in H city, big and small. The Sunshine Magazine has not been doing well in the past few years. It is not as good as it used to be. This magazine.

Lin Jiayin was putting on her make-up and rushing to the next shoot. The assistant glanced at her from time to time and then looked down at the phone.

"What are you doing sneaking around there? Look at me for a while, and look at your phone for a while. How is the TOP list? What is Ming and Qingyu?"

Lin Jiayin raised her eyebrows, her tone was not very good.

Seeing that the assistant hesitated to return to her, she bent her fingers to signal the assistant to come over. After the assistant came, Lin Jiayin snatched her mobile phone.

"Good news."

The assistant yelled loudly, and quickly covered his ears with his hands, only to hear a scream in his ears.

Lin Jiayin opened her eyes wide and looked at Ye Ling, who was ranked higher than her on the list, and couldn't believe that this name would be in the No.6 position.

She thought it was a model who had a name collision with Ye Ling, but she clicked on the name and saw some photos of Ye Ling.

She knew the outline, the face and those eyes very well.

The makeup artist was supposed to touch up Lin Jiayin's makeup, but was startled by Lin Jiayin's scream.

"How did Ye Ling get into the list? She ranks higher than me!"

Lin Jiayin looked at the assistant viciously, no wonder she kept looking at her and her phone.

"Because, because of this."

The assistant handed the magazine to Lin Jiayin. When Lin Jiayin saw Ye Ling on the cover, she had a bad feeling. She opened it and saw that she was in the same frame as Fu Yuhan.

He stood up suddenly, threw the magazine on the ground and stomped hard on it.

"Why, why is Ye Ling on the list and why is the photo of her and Yu Han published!"

Stepping on Ye Ling's photo frantically, he picked up the magazine and tore it up.

Rip, rip.

The pleasant and crisp voice made Lin Jiayin feel better. The makeup artist who was applying makeup to Lin Jiayin was still holding a foundation in her hand. She was really shocked to see Lin Jiayin's face distorted like that.

He wanted her to sit back in the chair but was afraid of offending her.

In the dressing room, a water porter put away his mobile phone and left with an empty bucket.

It was as if no one knew he had been here without anyone noticing.

"You say, you say."

Lin Jiayin pointed at the assistant and then at the makeup artist like crazy, the two looked at each other and couldn't say a word.

Lin Jiayin yelled twice, rubbing her hair with her hands, acting like a lunatic.

The assistant looked at Lin Jiayin like this, once something happened about Fu Yuhan, Lin Jiayin would fall into a frenzy. She had tried her best not to let Lin Jiayin see the news, but this time the reaction was too great.

"Assistant Lin..."

"Wait, wait for the good news to pass."

The assistant said embarrassedly, and the makeup artist nodded.

"No, I'm going to find out about that little bitch. She stole my man and now wants to declare war on me, you bastard."

Lin Jiayin cursed, her face darkened.

"But the advertisement is about to start. If this opportunity is lost, it will be handed over to others. Jiayin, Ming Qingyu is thinking about this opportunity."

The assistant persuaded, Lin Jiayin clenched her hands and gritted her teeth.

Ming Qingyu is a dangerous person. If she really leaves, this advertisement will really fall into Ming Qingyu's hands. Now that Ming Qingyu is ranked behind her, she is only a few hundred votes away from catching up. She can't give Ming Qingyu Rain this opportunity.

After thinking about it, Lin Jiayin sat back in the chair.

The makeup artist hurriedly put on makeup for her, fearing that Lin Jiayin would regret it later.

In the office, Fu Yuhan got up from the office chair immediately after answering the phone, with an ugly expression, slightly frowned eyebrows, and a stern expression.

"What did you say?"

With thin lips parted slightly, Fu Yuhan asked in surprise.

Ye Ling wanted to leave, but Fu Yuhan couldn't help but stop with his expression.

"You wait for me to go over and have a look."

After hanging up the phone, those cold eyes swept towards Ye Ling, got up, and held Ye Ling's hand as he walked past.

As soon as he left the office, Liu Feiyu looked curiously at the way the two held hands.

Fu Yuhan stopped in his tracks, and coldly dismissed Liu Feiyu, knowing what was going on in her mind.

"Go and tell Zhang Tianze that Celia's wedding dress will be in charge of her. The day after tomorrow, I will go to France with Mr. and Mrs. Seville and have a face-to-face conversation." Liu Feiyu got up quickly, and answered with her head held high: "Yes!"

After finishing speaking, he dragged Ye Ling downstairs and left the company.

"It's still working time, where are you taking me?"

Ye Ling frowned, puzzled.

It was rare for her to see such an expression on Fu Yuhan's face, and she knew what had happened once she thought about it.

As soon as he left Fu's door, he saw a group of reporters squatting outside the door and the reception hall. Fu Yuhan reacted quickly and pulled Ye Ling to the back door.

"You'll know when you go."

Fu Yuhan didn't answer Ye Ling's question until he got to the garage, opened the car door and got in. Ye Ling raised his eyebrows and sat on the passenger seat.

When the two got into the car, a group of reporters surrounded them and patted on the windows, hoping that Fu Yuhan and Ye Ling could answer a few questions for them.

Ye Ling clicked her tongue. Looking at these reporters, she felt a headache.

If you don't do serious things, you just want to hang around them.

It's much better to photograph those stars than to photograph them.

Fu Yuhan ignored him and stepped on the gas pedal to leave. Those reporters didn't dare to stop in front of him, or they would find someone to reason with if they were hit.

There was silence in the car, Ye Ling didn't ask too many questions but followed Fu Yuhan to a place.

When getting out of the car, Ye Ling was holding her nose. The surrounding grass and leaves were all withered into one piece, and there was a smell of stinky sewers coming from nowhere. desolate.

Step on the dirt, and the dirt sticks to your shoes.

Fu Yuhan took Ye Ling's hand to a dilapidated place.

The floors here are high and low, and all of them are only half built. It is estimated that half of the construction has no money or has not been continued for some reason.

Fu Yuhan brought Ye Ling to a house with no roof and holes in the walls. Once he stepped in, the inside smelled of wine, and there were a lot of wine bottles on the ground. There was a bed and a washbasin inside. With a cell phone and nothing else.

Ye Ling was surprised by how simple it was.

There's no wires here, there's nothing here, and who the hell can live here.

Ye Ling held her nose, the smell of alcohol was unpleasant.

If the general wine is okay, but this smell is like the wine that has been backlogged for a long time has suddenly changed its taste, which makes her feel bad.

"Master."

In the house, there was already someone waiting.

Seeing Fu Yuhan coming, he only respectfully called young master, and Fu Yuhan took out a check from his pocket and handed it to the tall, thin and shrewd man in a suit in front of him.

The man was dressed very formally, and the white gloves on his hands were stained with mud and dust. Except for the gloves, everything else was extremely clean.

The man glanced at Ye Ling, then lowered his head to make way for Fu Yuhan to pass.

It can be seen that he is very respectful to Fu Yuhan and also has a feeling of fear.

Fu Yuhan squatted down and opened the black bag with things in front of him. When he opened it, Ye Ling saw a dead face.

Ye Ling was shocked, and withdrew his hand from Fu Yuhan's.

Fu Yuhan looked at Ye Ling in surprise, and smiled: "Do you think I did it again?"

Ye Lingmuna looked at Fu Yuhan and shook his head.

"I don't think you would come all the way to do this kind of thing. I'm just surprised who is so cruel to simmer people to death."

Ye Ling said coldly, the detective next to him looked at Ye Ling now: "How does Miss Ye know that he died of suffocation?"

"He had a bag on his head, his lips and face were purple, and his hands were facing his head as if he was tearing something apart."

Ye Ling replied that the detective's opinion of Ye Ling has changed a lot.

"Miss Ye guessed right. He was simmered to death in a plastic bag. He died here after I came over. This should be his lair. There should be people here when he came in. I saw a The figure came in after running out of it, but it turned out that the person was gone.”

The detective explained.

The walls are full of holes, no matter where you come in, he didn't realize that something was wrong until he saw the back of a man in black leaving in a panic.

But that person was already out of reach.

Fu Yuhan smiled. Fortunately, Ye Ling didn't say that he was a murderer this time. Thinking about it, he was a little happy.

"Who is this guy."

"This is the person who came into contact with Cheng Boran last time. I will let Detective Chen continue to follow him. This person is also very vigilant, so it is a bit troublesome to follow."

Fu Yuhan explained that he thought he would be able to ask what he wanted to know if he caught him, and it seemed that he was taken a step ahead.