Deng Yuan looked straight at Xu Yihan, and said "Ah?" in the fog.

Xu Yihan knew that Deng Yuan didn't understand, which was just to his liking. He continued: "So those seemingly high-end styles are actually quite boring. My friend said he wanted to try something new. He heard about you. I think you are very suitable, you have both feminine characteristics and masculine characteristics, and gender issues are emptied here."

Deng Yuan frowned: "My gender... isn't the biggest problem, I want to be a woman, but I... am still a man."

"No, sister," Xu Yihan tightened his arms slightly, bringing Deng Yuan closer to himself, "Because there is no answer to this question, we don't think about it."

Deng Yuan was silent for about half a minute, pursing his lips, still with an expression of uncertainty: "But I have never done this job... I have no experience at all."

Xu Yihan smiled: "How about this, I'll get some clothes from him, and try to take pictures for you first, okay? It's at my house, I'll take pictures for you, there are no outsiders."

"...Then it won't delay your work?"

"Don't delay," Xu Yihan clasped Deng Yuan's shoulders, "I belonged to the Photography Association when I was in college, and I have experience in taking pictures."

The next day, Xu Yihan recruited an assistant.

Sister Zhang still holds the position of general assistant, but was sent by Xu Yihan to manage the logistics. She looked at the new college student and sighed lightly: "Mr. Xu, we really have a big change."

Xu Yihan didn't change his face and said: "This business is really not done by humans. Look at our small editors, hey, they work overtime every day! Of course I want to consider the old employees. Young people work harder, and old employees work less live."

Sister Zhang glanced at Xu Yihan coldly, her expression seemed to say, how can you be so shameless.

Xu Yihan met her gaze frankly, and said: "Sister Zhang, remember to clean up the desk."

During this period of time, Xu Yihan basically had to "deal with" one person every few days: the nephew of Aunt Qiu who was in charge of security, the best friend of Aunt Qiu who was the chief assistant, the cousin of the cousin who was in charge of finance... He was a little sympathetic Xu Yiqian is dead, surrounded by these wastes, it's really hard for her to work hard.

However, the first task of the new assistant seems to have nothing to do with "strengthening the world".

"Xiao Peng, go buy some women's clothing."

As a senior nerd, Xiao Peng immediately had various weird images in his mind. He said tremblingly, "Mr. Xu, you... don't worry, I will never say anything..."

When he said this, Xu Yihan also felt guilty: "...what do you know?"

Xiao Peng tentatively asked: "Mr. Xu, do you want to try women's clothing?"

Xu Yihan: "..."

Xiao Peng: "Don't worry, I will absolutely—"

"It's my girlfriend," Xu Yihan said sternly, "She's an art student, and she's going to draw women's clothing these days, so let me buy a few for her."

"Oh!" Xiao Peng breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, okay, no problem."

Xiao Peng felt relieved, the president didn't have any strange hobbies.But the president himself felt very delicate. When he said the word "girlfriend", he felt as if he had told a big lie.Yes, compared with "girlfriend", "painting women's clothing" is not worth mentioning at all. The crux of the problem is "girlfriend".He could say "sister", but he said "girlfriend", and he was sure that he didn't want to take advantage of Deng Yuan secretly.

He suddenly realized that he would rather others think that Deng Yuan was his "girlfriend" than that others would know that Deng Yuan was his "sister".

——Because the title "sister" also means that they are related by blood.

Chapter 27

Xu Yihan thought to himself, am I sick?When facing Deng Yuan, he yelled "sister" one by one very smoothly, but to outsiders, he would rather call Deng Yuan a "girlfriend" than "sister".

sister.

Xu Yihan touched his chin, but there was no expression on his face.

He called Minister Zhang of the planning department into the office, and this time it was only him and Minister Zhang.

Minister Zhang's full name is Zhang Li. Today she is wearing a khaki plaid trench coat, cropped wide-leg jeans, and a pair of Adidas shell shoes. She looks like a college student who hasn't graduated yet.She walked in with a smile on her face, and took out two pointed Hershey chocolates from her pocket: "I just bought them, Mr. Xu, do you want to eat?"

"Well, I'll eat later," Xu Yihan had already adjusted his expression, "The tipping last night was more than the sum of the previous three days—is that 'innocent round egg eating melon' your account?"

"I played around with it myself," Zhang Li brushed her hair, as if a little embarrassed, "I didn't expect it to come in handy."

Xu Yihan was full of interest: "I think there are more than [-] fans. How long have you been doing this account?"

"It only started in January this year."

"Two months, more than [-] fans, not bad."

Zhang Li smiled: Hey, it's actually very simple. "

"Oh? Tell me more specifically?"

"Buy [-] to [-] fans first, so it looks good, and then you can get more fans, you can get some popularity in whatever circle you are in."

"for example?"

"For example, the canned octopus plagiarized Donaldson during this time, isn't it very popular? When they tore up Donaldson's vengeance, I followed along and posted more on Chaohua, and the number of fans grew rapidly."

Xu Yihan raised his eyebrows: "That's true, but do you also think that Donaldson hates women?"

"It's hard to say," Zhang Li shrugged, "I haven't read his novel, it's so nüè that I don't like it."

Xu Yihan continued to pretend to be stupid: "You haven't read any of his novels, how can you take advantage of this popularity?"

"My three views are upright," Zhang Li said calmly, "Others label him haters, haters, virgins, whores, etc., and I will accuse him accordingly. I don't scold him, I write that kind of reasonable micro Bo, for example, doesn’t his novel have a plot where a same wife forgives a gay husband? I posted on Weibo that he belittled women, that he wrote women as victims of a patriarchal society, and that he wrote this This kind of plot will cause harm to the same-wife group in real life...The language is written with passion, and others will think that my three views are correct, and the number of reposts is very high."

"Oh, so," Xu Yihan showed a satisfied expression, "Yes, you are really thoughtful. How is Bing Wang now?"

"The fans compared her update with the updates of the first three authors one by one," Zhang Li said with a smile, "they ridiculed the first three authors, and now it's lively."

"Did she respond herself?"

"No, but her fan group posted screenshots, she said in the group that 'the ones who are understood are always a minority', I think we can use this to continue to make a fuss, like Donaldson, saying that the danmei circle is not good enough for her or something ..."

Xu Yihan shook his head: "Don't worry, we'll start posting the news when all six authors have been updated. By then, the identity of the author has been guessed to a high degree of accuracy. You can bring this up again—Sick and forgetful." Fans have ridiculed other authors' articles, right? There will be trouble at that time."

"Haha, yes."

"It's good to keep the game hot, you go to work first."

Zhang Li nodded vigorously: "Okay, don't worry."

On the other side, Zhao Xin was talking on the phone in a low voice outside the acupuncture room.

In the past two days, the temperature in Wuhan has dropped and it has been raining. Last night he forgot to close the window after smoking, and he caught a cold.The knee throbbed intermittently, and he felt that the knee was ridiculous: I didn't feel the calf, so how could the knee be so sensitive?

He wanted to endure it for two days, and even swallowed an ibuprofen for it.But in the morning, his parents suddenly came to him with a box of tea, saying that it was a hometown specialty given by the students. As soon as they entered the door, they saw two bulges on his knees.

Those are two warm babies.

So in the afternoon, he was transferred to the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine.

"The comment section is full of Bing Wang's fans...you three who updated before her have been hacked," Liu Yusheng's voice revealed a bit of anger, "Aren't these people talking brains?"

Zhao Xin couldn't help laughing, this was the first smile he showed since waking up in the morning: "Well, I haven't read the update yet, maybe she wrote really well."

"It's very ordinary," Liu Yusheng said, "I'll read you a sentence—'And the aurora is reflected in the shadow of tall buildings that don't want to show people, it's trivial but not rooted'—what does it say?"

Zhao Xin: "Uh..."

"Why did I get behind her?" Liu Yusheng sighed, "Everything I write will be ridiculed."

His soft sigh fell directly into Zhao Xin's heart. Zhao Xin thought, the little puffer fish who was still full of anger just now has lost its breath and is listless.

"You just write boldly," Zhao Xin said softly, "you can write whatever you planned before."

"Before I planned that the heroine would secretly monitor Xiao Zhang's life. Xiao Zhang almost died in an accident. It was the heroine who saved him and exposed herself," Liu Yusheng said helplessly, "I didn't expect Bingwang to directly kill the heroine. It was written that she was traveling in Northern Europe, and her update stopped on the heroine’s way to Italy to see an exhibition, but I didn’t even take the plane—”

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