Inside the office of a law firm in a building in Kyoto

"Boss? What's wrong?"

After watching the romance drama, the staff looked at Shao Chongsi again.The boss of the program group is already very restrained. Now, because the boss suddenly saw the picture on the screen saver of the phone, he called her to the office. With the boss's unpredictable personality, it doesn't mean that he wants to take care of the screen saver, right?She's just a little receptionist!

However, she did not expect Shao Chongsi to ask in the next sentence: "You also like this artist's paintings?"

Hearing the words, the front desk looked at Shao Chongsi in surprise: "Boss, you don't...know this painter, do you?"

Shao Chongsi, who was leaning back on the office chair, tapped rhythmically on the table with his slender fingers: "I really want to get to know him, but I also bought a few of his paintings, and I am very satisfied... He only accepts pictures every day for the past two days. Once you order, don't rob me."

Front desk: "..." The boss's face of a gentle scum of the abstinence department and a little bit of crazy criticism, no matter how you look at it, you can't refute it.

She wanted to say, even if she wanted to grab it, she couldn't grab it, okay? !But it sounds uncomfortable, naked oppression!I wish he can't grab it!

"Okay boss, I'll go back first." The front desk showed a standard professional smile.

Shao Chongsi: "Yes"

Open the chat interface of the mobile illustration platform and the artist again, and the latest information is still at just now.

Is this artist so busy?It seems that he doesn't care that the customer will run away, and his tone is very casual, even a little cold.

I thought the painter was busy enough a few days ago, but I didn't expect to disappear for a whole day yesterday.

Forget it, talented painters have a little personality, which is normal.

6 pm

Sitting in the car, Chi Yining looked at the street scene outside the window: "Brother Yan, what are we going to do?"

Yan Guiyun, who was in the back row together, patted his head: "Don't you want to eat ice cream?"

"But it's good to order takeaway at home..." Chi Yining turned his head and looked into Yan Guiyun's eyes, his tone was not very happy.

"I know you don't like places with a lot of people. I made an appointment for a quiet place with few people. After dinner, I can have ice cream later." Yan Guiyun coaxed him softly, the whole time It's not an option to stay at home, you have to take it out more.

Chi Yining: "Okay...how long is it?"

Yan Guiyun: "There's a traffic jam right now, why don't you lie on my lap and sleep for a while? You didn't take a nap at noon."

Chi Yining nodded, he also felt tired from sitting, moved his buttocks, and slowly put his head on Brother Yan's lap.

Xiao Wu, who has been Mr. Yan's driver for several years, appears to be calm on the surface, but in fact he is almost excited to death. He has been idle recently, so he keeps up with the trend and watches Mr. Yan's programs, but he can't stop after seeing it. .

Now the real Chi Yi Ning is behind, wow wow wow! !It looks too good-looking, isn't it like a god descending from the earth?No wonder Mr. Yan was so fascinated by Chi Yining in the program group that he acted like a cow.

If it were him, would you take out your life? !That's right, he is such a dog!I don't know if Chi Yining still recruits assistants!

"Look again, just use your eyes to soak in wine..."

Yan Guiyun raised his brows and eyes slightly, his tone was cold, and Xiao Wu's hairs stood on end instantly in fright, he hurriedly took back his peripheral vision and drove hard, oh my god, where did this pervert come from, did Mr. Yan speak so perverted before? !Can the wine with eyeballs be drunk by human beings?

Is this the weird hobby of rich people?abnormal!Extremely perverted!

The perverted rich man doesn't care so much, looking at the little hairy head on the legs is really cute.

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