The host of the quick-wear salted fish is the boss's favorite

Chu Shiyu swept his cold eyes over him, and a dangerous aura instantly overwhelmed him.

He was trembling and trying to struggle again, racking his brains to find an excuse, "If I take this position, what will happen to my brother?"

The young man raised his eyebrows slightly, "Of course your brother will stay at home to spend time with me~"

"What? Do you have any objections?"

Fu Qiuyan: “…” I dare not. This is simply a naked threat!

Woo woo...Brother, you even gave up your company for the sake of love, bah, you even don’t care about your younger brother!

Under Chu Shiyu's death threat, Fu Qiuyan kept his nerves tense every day and dared not slack off in the slightest.

Hold meetings, research projects, read documents, and sign contracts.

As long as he dared to show any cowardice or hesitation in front of his subordinates, the young man would kill him with his knife, scaring him so much that he would immediately straighten his back and assume the posture of a confident superior.

When there are things he is unsure about, he will directly give Fu Qiuyan advice.

If there are similar questions, Chu Shiyu will not teach anymore, let him make his own judgment, and encourage him that it is okay if he is wrong. Losses and failures will only make him remember it more deeply and understand it faster.

In just seven days, he got involved in several company projects, some of which he made misjudgments on, but they all became his experience.

Chu Shiyu patted his shoulder comfortingly: "Don't worry, these are valuable experiences that will become the cornerstone of your growth. Remember them."

Fu Qiuyan nodded with tears in her eyes. What the hell is the cornerstone of growth? I don’t even want to do it, okay?

My face is almost stiff all day long, okay? I'm almost paralyzed.

Wuuuu, I’m going to die. I don’t want to be a domineering boss.

Gradually, Fu Qiuyan began to exude the oppressive aura of a superior, and he became serious and cold.

But I was crying inside.

No one knew that he was unable to resist the oppression from his sister-in-law and elder brother.

He never expected that if his elder brother fell in love, he would be the one to suffer, and only his own sad world would be fulfilled.

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Fu Qiuyan, dressed in a black suit and with a stern face, pressed the elevator button from the Marketing Department to the 18th floor of the Product Promotion Department. He was going to attend a project meeting. Following behind him was a young man holding a cup of milk tea.

Fu Qiuyan did not take the president's special elevator because every time he took the president's office elevator, he was always enveloped by an invisible feeling of suffocation, always reminding him that his good days were over.

He always insists on taking the ordinary elevator and feels at ease when squeezing together with others.

There were not many staff members in the elevator at this time, but almost all of them knew them and greeted them one after another, "Hello, Junior Vice President, Hello, Mrs. President."

The system said based on the detection report: "Host, the one next to you wearing black-framed glasses, a pink plaid shirt, and a high ponytail is the heroine Liao Qingchun."

Upon hearing this, Chu Shiyu glanced sideways to look for the heroine mentioned by the system, and sure enough, he saw a young woman huddled in a corner with her head down, looking absent-minded.

"Why is she here?"

"Let me check."

One second later, the system reported the information about her.

"It seemed that the comic she was continuing to draw had lost control. She called Secretary Lin in a panic, and Secretary Lin asked her to come over to discuss the matter."

"Out of control?"

"You haven't been paying attention to the new trends in comics in the past week, so I don't dare to tell you about this."

"explain."

"The male protagonist locked up the fake NPC she drew in. He knew the comics were being updated in real time, so he threatened her through the comics to give him the real you!"

"All authors who come into contact with this comic have signed a confidentiality agreement. If you have any questions, just call Secretary Lin directly."

"She was naturally scared when she encountered such an incredible thing."

"She is here now to report this matter to Secretary Lin and ask for help."

"Ding" - the elevator to the 18th floor arrived. Fu Qiuyan walked out of the elevator with steady steps. He glanced at the young man and saw that he did not move.

He urged, "Sister-in-law, why don't you come out?"

The boy pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and finally decided to ignore the matter for the time being.

At least you can't interfere in this matter openly, otherwise this man will be jealous to death.

The palms and backs of his hands are all made of flesh, and he can't split them in half by himself, so let him do whatever he wants.

The boy quickly stepped out of the elevator and continued to follow Fu Qiuyan with his milk tea in his hand as if nothing had happened.

"Sister-in-law, what happened just now?" He didn't know if it was his illusion, but at that moment just now, he felt that his sister-in-law wanted to stab someone.

The boy took a sip of the milk tea in his hand and said, "Nothing."

In the promotion department's meeting room, the young boy sat next to the junior vice president at the long conference table, drinking a cup of milk tea and daydreaming.

Everyone looked sideways, secretly appreciating the visual feast brought by the beautiful boy's stunning face.

Madam President, today is another day of being beautiful and lovely and making people salivate.

Fu Qiuyan had a stern face and tapped the table with his fingers, "Don't you want to do this anymore?"

His voice was neither loud nor soft, but it was full of threat and oppression.

Everyone's nerves tensed up instantly, and they all sat up straight and continued the meeting seriously.

However, Chu Shiyu asked the system to open the surveillance footage of the heroine Liao Qingchun.

Real-time detection screen.

Fu Lingye sat upright in front of his desk, leaning back slightly on the back of his office chair, looking down at Liao Qingchun who was standing in front of him.

His fingers tapped the tabletop, releasing an invisible aura of oppression, making her feel even more nervous and uneasy.

His voice was low and cold, "If you can draw, why can't you control it?"

Liao Qingchun's shoulders trembled, and her tiny voice was filled with fear and panic, "I, I feel that the protagonist is resisting and rejecting the Chu Shiyu I drew."

"He, he, is threatening me..."

"I made a one-to-one replica, there is absolutely no difference, I don't understand...what is the difference."

"He seems to have self-awareness and a strong power to control the direction of the story."

"The chapters I drew would always be overwritten by a new round of autonomously running chapters... It's terrible... He is out of control and can tamper with everything..."

"If I'm guessing correctly, the protagonist should only recognize the Chu Shiyu created by Qiu Feng. If we force the arrangement, it will be a clear case of the protagonist cheating with another person who looks exactly like Chu Shiyu..."

"Boss, I really tried my best..." I really don't want to do such a weird and outrageous thing.

She originally thought this was a beautiful love story, but she never expected it to turn into such a horrible and weird story.

Anyone would be scared if they were threatened by the protagonist through the screen every day!

Liao Qingchun finished speaking out the speech she had prepared thousands of times in her mind in one breath. She did not dare to look up at the big boss. As long as she saw the stern face that looked like the protagonist of the comic book, she would have the illusion that the protagonist had crossed the world to threaten her.

When Fu Lingye heard what she said, some words suddenly flashed through his mind. When he put them together, he realized the seriousness of the matter.

No matter which world you are in, you are you, there is no second him. If you cheat on me, I will break up with you or kill you.

His back was soaked with cold sweat and he felt a little nervous. Could it be that he already knew what he had done behind his back?