On the Routine of President Wen

This was the first time Fu Yihuan saw Luo Heng at work, his face sank like water, his brows were slightly frowned, and his slender fingers holding a black pen were casually flying across the paper.

Fu Yihuan glanced quietly from time to time. A serious man is indeed very attractive, let alone a man who is so handsome?

"Knock knock", the office door rang twice, Luo Heng didn't look up, and called out: "Come in."

The door was pushed open, and it was the assistant Zhao Bo who walked in. His complexion looked very bad, he could faintly see fine sweat on his forehead, his lips were pale, he covered his stomach, bowed his waist, tremblingly walked to Luo Heng At his desk, he handed a document in his hand to Luo Heng, and said angrily: "Luo... Mr. Luo, this... This is the document to be used for a... meeting later. ...document."

Luo Heng was still devoting himself to work, took the documents without looking up, let alone noticed Zhao Bo's strangeness, and Zhao Bo was already familiar with Luo Heng's single-minded work attitude, and moved with difficulty without saying anything to go out.

"Wait," Fu Yihuan put down the magazine in his hand, stood up from the sofa, walked over to support Zhao Bo who was about to slip and fall, "Assistant Zhao, are you feeling unwell?"

Hearing Fu Yihuan's voice, Luo Heng finally pulled away from the document, looked up at the two of them, and asked, "Zhao Bo, what's wrong with you?"

"I...my stomach is not feeling well." Zhao Bo said.

"You don't just look like you have diarrhea, you have a bad complexion," Fu Yihuan raised his hand and touched his forehead, "You still have a fever, did you eat something bad?"

Being supported by Fu Yihuan, Zhao Bo was a little frightened, and then being touched by him like this made him take two steps back in fright. He waved his hand and said, "Should... it should be acute gastroenteritis, it's okay, I... can hold on."

"What are you supporting? Why are you supporting? I'll call you an ambulance right away. You go to lie down on the sofa for a while, and take a sip of hot water." Fu Yihuan took out his cell phone while speaking.

He was about to dial, but was stopped by Zhao Bo: "No, Mr. Luo has a very important meeting today. I have been in charge of the minutes of the meeting. I am worried about the sudden change..."

Seeing that he was so persistent, Fu Yihuan looked at Luo Heng helplessly, winked and motioned for him to say something.

After receiving Fu Yihuan's message, Luo Heng put down the pen in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Zhao Bo, go to the hospital and find a reliable person to take over the minutes of the meeting. Are you okay?"

Fu Yihuan witnessed with his own eyes that Zhao Bo's expression changed from being moved when he heard Luo Heng asked him to go to the hospital to the sadness of an arrow in his chest after hearing the words "Are you okay?"

And these last few words obviously irritated Zhao Bo, he insisted on standing up straight, raised his head and chest, created the illusion of being high-spirited, and said loudly: "Mr. Luo, I suddenly feel much better. I follow."

Looking at Zhao Bo's trembling legs, Fu Yihuan felt speechless. It seems that the assistant to the president is paid quite well, otherwise Zhao Bo wouldn't even die. He insisted on keeping his job. Obviously, he was afraid that if he was not careful, some goblin would take his seat and take his job.

"Leave the minutes of the meeting to me. Hurry up and go to the hospital. The Hunyuan Qi in your stomach is in a mess, and you're screaming." Fu Yihuan directly took the burden on his shoulders, and Zhao Bo couldn't help it. Will be afraid that the wife of the president will snatch such a broken bowl from him.

"Are you coming?" Luo Heng looked at Fu Yihuan with interest, "Are you sure you can do well?"

"Uh..." Fu Yihuan lost all confidence when he said that, "I'll do my best."

"Ma'am, this meeting is very important, no, I'd better recruit Lin Xiao as a strong man..."

"Okay, then let Lin Xiao come and you go to the hospital." Luo Heng waved his hand and let Zhao Bo go out.

During the meeting, Fu Yihuan still sat next to Luo Heng, taking a pen to record it seriously in the notebook.

When Luo Heng glanced at the book inadvertently, the hand supporting his chin almost slipped.

In Fu Yihuan's meeting minutes book, only the first three lines were written in a correct manner. At a glance, there were no more than fifty characters. Below the three lines, there were drawn one by one...stick figures, squatting in the pit stickman, stickman dancing sword, stickman running, and stickman snoring...

None of the matchsticks that took up more than half a page were doing the same thing, they were vivid, and each one was very interesting. Luo Heng was a little dazzled by seeing it, and couldn't help but focus on Fu Yihuan's still sliding nib, waiting for his next match What people will be doing.

Oh, it turned out to be doing Tai Chi.

"Mr. Luo, Mr. Luo..."

Lin Xiao gently pushed Luo Heng out of the god, and Fu Yihuan who was close also heard Lin Xiao's voice, and when he tilted his head, he met Luo Heng's eyes. He touched his nose and smiled embarrassedly, Turn a page.

"About the promotional video of this new mobile game, I can't see any special features in the proposals you gave. They are all the same. I reject them all." Luo Heng turned his head, his sharp eyes scanned around, and the entire meeting room suddenly It fell silent.

"But, Mr. Luo, there are only less than five days left, and I'm afraid it's too late to start over." A bald man said bravely.

Luo Heng thought for a while, then suddenly pulled out the notebook that Fu Yihuan was holding down, and in Fu Yihuan's surprised eyes, he turned to the page full of stick figures, showed it to everyone, and said, "Stick man animation, three days. It should be possible, right?"

"Stickman?" All the people in the room were stunned, and said in unison.

When Fu Yihuan heard this, he was instantly embarrassed. He had a hunch that something bad would happen next.

"Yes, it's not only unconventional, but also simple to make and low in cost." Luo Heng nodded.

Everyone pondered for a moment, and they all agreed: "Well, it's really unique and can catch people's attention", "Two days to draw, three days to make it move, it's completely in time", "There will be a lot of endorsement fees, shooting costs and Animation Production Cost"...

"Since no one has any objections, let's decide on this plan." Luo Heng said, then turned to look at Fu Yihuan who was still embarrassed, and smiled, "As for the painter, let's hire my wife, what do you think? "

Hiring a talented painter as a painter, the news was free publicity for the game, plus Fu Yihuan's talent was well known, and he was the president's designated candidate, everyone naturally agreed with both hands and feet.

The whole company is at ease, but Fu Yihuan is furious.

Although stick figures are indeed something he can draw, at most he can only draw this kind of simple daily life. It is simply too difficult for him to draw game promotional videos.

Luo Heng just threw such a great task on him in full view of everyone, I really don't know whether he wants to give him a chance to perform, or is deliberately making things difficult for him.

"Mr. Luo, have you been seeing me upset for a long time?" Fu Yihuan, who was sitting in the co-pilot, held back for a long time, but still didn't hold back, and asked.

Luo Heng parked the car on the side of the road, supported the steering wheel with one hand, turned his head to look at Fu Yihuan, and asked, "Why do you seem to have such a misunderstanding about me?"

"Because I believe that the two brothers and sisters, Fu Ke and Fu Yaya, must speak ill of me in front of you every day. Given Mr. Luo's 'deep' love for Fu Yaya, it's normal for him to dislike me." Fu Yihuan spread his hands indifferently.

After pondering for a moment, Luo Heng stretched out his hand and turned the air conditioner that was blowing on Fu Yihuan's face to the side, and said, "They did say something."

"I'm curious, what did they say about me, is it convenient to tell me?" Fu Yihuan casually drew two stick figures in his notebook and asked.

"Arrogant, self-confident, depressed and autistic, with a sweet tongue and a sword in the belly."

"Boss Luo must have done well in Chinese when he was a child. The four four-character idioms perfectly summed up what they said about me being fake, noble, and cunning. Why, don't you hate me like this?" Fu Yihuan stopped writing and looked at me. Luo Heng.

Luo Heng hooked the corners of her lips: "To be honest, I was really dissatisfied with you when I saw you splashing Yaya with water. However, after getting along with you these days, I found that you don't seem to be like what they said As I said, I’ve always believed that seeing is believing.”

Speaking of getting along during these days, Fu Yihuan felt a little funny. He vomited all over Luo Heng on the plane, had a chaotic night in the hot spring hotel, and then got married. Tou became the wife of the president of the Rock Group, and it seemed that it took only about a month.

This world is really amazing.

"Some things are clearly in front of Mr. Luo, but Mr. Luo still pretends to ignore them?" Fu Yihuan looked at Luo Heng with a pointed smile.

"It seems that Bai Yan really likes you, and I will tell you everything." Luo Heng smiled self-deprecatingly, "I really chose not to see those facts, but it doesn't mean I didn't see them."

"You... got kicked in the head by a donkey, right?" Fu Yihuan finally said the words, and as soon as he finished speaking, he turned his face away and looked out the window.

A low laugh came from behind, and Fu Yihuan turned his face back with a "?"

"Even if Yaya is that kind of woman, her position in my heart is still unshakable." The piety in Luo Heng's eyes penetrated deeply into Fu Yihuan's heart.

Damn it, such a huge bargain was picked up by Fu Yaya!

Luo Heng was really stupid, and he didn't even think about it. As far as Fu Yaya's virtues were concerned, she was obviously spoiled since she was a child. How could she possibly do such a great feat of heroic dedication? !That's why he foolishly took what Fu Ke said at the beginning to be true, and insisted on forcibly positioning Fu Yaya as the person he loved deeply.

In fact, Fu Yihuan could tell that in Luo Heng's heart, Fu Yaya was just a lifesaver, and she didn't love her sincerely at all.

If you really love someone, there is absolutely no room for sand in your eyes.

Now, Fu Yihuan is waiting, what will be the reaction of Luo Heng when the last mask that Fu Yaya wears in front of Luo Heng is unveiled.

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Comrades, Hold live!Put down the bricks in your hand first, take a break, the key plot is rushing fast...