The host is collapsing every day

Chapter 159 Untitled Chapters

As I was talking, I felt...something seemed wrong.

Why is this voice familiar?

Jia Zhuoming turned his head a little stiffly, and saw his boss standing behind him, his eyes still on his phone screen, he was so frightened that he snapped the phone down instantly.

"President...President!"

Fu Mingxiu looked up at him, and said, "Stop watching these unnutritious videos."

"Put together the minutes of today's meeting and send them to my office later."

After speaking, he turned and walked to the office.

After entering, he unbuttoned his suit, casually threw it on the sofa beside him, sat on the swivel chair, and pressed his temple tiredly.

After a long while, he took out his mobile phone. The page on his mobile phone was very clean, except for the usual office software, there was nothing else.

One minute later... There was an additional app on the phone: Chengzi Live.

Coincidentally, it was the software that Jia Zhuoming used to watch the live broadcast just now, and this software was developed by their company.

After a few more seconds, I saw someone who told Jia Zhuoming not to watch such a boring live broadcast just now, registered a new account, logged in, and clicked on search.

He saw that ID just now, and thought it was Xing Ran!

It was registered by the original owner, and Mu Ran thought it was not bad, and she didn't bother to take care of it, so she used it.

Fu Mingxiu found this anchor and entered the live broadcast room.

At this time, the porridge made by Mu Ran was ready, and it was about to come out of the pot. Mu Ran poured the porridge into a porcelain bowl, and then sprinkled the chopped green onions on top.

All of a sudden, it looks very tempting. Red diced carrots, golden corn kernels, diced mushrooms, chicken breast, glutinous white rice grains, and finally green chopped green onions, whet the appetite.

Fu Mingxiu, who didn't want to eat anything, suddenly wanted to eat something.

When Jia Zhuoming came in, Fu Mingxiu was still watching the live broadcast, and a girl's faint voice came from the phone: "Our sweet-scented osmanthus cake will be out soon."

Jia Zhuoming holding the meeting minutes: "..."

And Fu Mingxiu who raised his head when he heard the door rang: "..."

In an instant, the atmosphere in the air froze for two seconds.

Then under Jia Zhuoming's surprised gaze, Fu Mingxiu calmly turned off the volume of the phone and put it on the table.

"What are you doing in a daze? Documents."

Hearing this, Jia Zhuoming quickly walked over and gave him the document, and then quickly backed out.

After closing the door, Jia Zhuoming: "..."

Just who said that this kind of live broadcast is not nutritious, and who watched the live broadcast in the office after speaking.

Double standard!

But compared to this, Fu Mingxiu's watching the live broadcast had a greater impact on Jia Zhuoming. It's unbelievable that a person whose life is so boring that only work would watch the live broadcast.

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As for Mr. Fu in the office, after seeing someone go out, he picked up the phone that was on the table again and turned up the volume.

He didn't turn off the live broadcast just now, but just turned off the sound. Now the girl on the screen is making braised green bamboo shoots with good-looking hands, and she is explaining patiently during the process.

Unknowingly, a long time has passed, and Mu Ran turned off the live broadcast after saying goodbye.

Looking at the darkened phone page, Fu Mingxiu backed out, and then followed Mu Ran's personal homepage.

After turning off the phone and leaning back on the chair, the man lightly closed his eyes. After a long time, he felt an upheaval in his stomach, and his lips turned white from the pain.

After a while, fine sweat dripped from his forehead, and it could be seen that he was really in pain.

Fu Mingxiu has a stomach problem, which is still very serious. In the past, he would forget the time every time he started working, and it was common for him not to eat.

This is all secondary. The key is that there was a period of time when he had just grown up. Fu's life was very difficult. There was a problem with the capital chain, so he worked day and night.

Participating in various entertainments, you must know that there is no such thing as wine in the entertainments. I didn't eat for a day, so strong wine was poured down one by one, and I finally got stomach bleeding after drinking. This problem just fell down.

When Cheng Jin pushed the door open and walked in, he saw someone with no color on his face. He was leaning on a chair and pressing his stomach with one hand. He knew what was going on at a glance.

Walk over quickly: "Mingxiu, you have a stomach problem again, did you not eat again today!"

When he spoke, there was a touch of anger in his voice: "Don't you know your physical condition, medicine!"

Fu Mingxiu opened his eyelids with no effort, his voice was a little weak, and he said with a faint smile: "It's me that hurts, why are you so angry?"

"The medicine is in the bottom drawer."

Cheng Jin bent down and took out the medicine, went to get him another glass of water, and put it on the table: "Yes, it has nothing to do with me, why don't you hurt to death!"

Cheng Jin was Fu Mingxiu's childhood friend, and the two grew up together. Later, Cheng Jin joined the Fu Group and served as the vice president.

A few years ago, the two of them survived that time together, and she knew what was wrong with his brother.

He obviously has a stomach problem, but he still has a picky mouth. There are not many foods that suit him, and if he doesn't like it, he simply stops eating it.

If he didn't say that he did it himself, he deserved it!

After all, they grew up together, even if they were scolding, they were still worried: "Tell me about you, it's not that you don't know your own faults, so you can't be so picky."

Cheng Jin sat on the sofa beside him, crossed his legs, watching someone take medicine there.

After Fu Mingxiu took the medicine and drank some hot water, he felt that the pain in his stomach was not as painful as before, so he straightened up.

Ask: "What do you want from me?"

"It's not a big deal, it's just that your mother couldn't get in touch with you, so she called me and asked you to come home this week. It's probably another blind date."

Fu Mingxiu's mother has nagged about his lifelong events more than once, and arranged blind dates for countless times, but Fu Mingxiu has no intention of this at all, and puts all his heart on work.

In the end, he couldn't stand being annoyed by his mother, so he blocked his mother directly.

The angry mother Fu hasn't talked to him for more than a month!
Hearing this, Fu Mingxiu suddenly felt a headache, when the hell will it stop, and when he thought of the blind date, he felt his stomach, which had been relieved a little, started to hurt again.

"Okay, I have brought you the words, how to do it, you can figure it out." Cheng Jin stood up from the sofa, patted his clothes and said.

"Oh, by the way, you'd better have something to eat, don't you think Jin Yunxuan's food is not bad, ask your assistant to buy some for you." After speaking, he walked out as if walking outside.

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After a while, the person leaning on the chair moved and called Jia Zhuoming: "Go to Jinyunxuan and bring back something to eat."

When Jia Zhuoming heard the words, he knew that his president's stomach problem had happened again, so he answered and walked out. When he was almost at the door, a voice came through.

"Order a chicken porridge with mushrooms and sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

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