Cannon fodder who wears books is a goblin

In the end, he couldn't tell who the person who sold him was.

Because Yu Yizhuo passed out.

The moment he was about to speak.

This coma was too coincidental, and Lin Cen had to suspect that the man had actually been paying attention to this place.

Lin Cen pondered, and he had an idea in his mind.

The researchers and medical staff who came running after the police determined that he was allergic to a drug that could excite animals, and confirmed that Lin Cen's statement was correct.

After that, the non-scientific rumors about the devil's guitar were self-defeating, and Yu Yizhuo, who suffered from the consequences, was also sprayed bloody by cat and dog lovers on the Internet. This matter should have passed.

But another hot search was picked up.

——"The rich man went deep into the mountains and forests for him, and the two of them bid farewell at the entrance of the village"

This was originally Yu Yizhuo's appointment with the paparazzi to buy it to hype him up, but he didn't expect that the hot search would go up, but it was after others had already become popular.

The rich man in the hot search only showed half a blurred side face, just like that, enough for a group of Yangou to scream how handsome.

Coupled with Yu Yizhuo's face, which is short of the four characters "evil, charming and crazy", many brainless rotten girls start to have sex regardless of whether Yu Yizhuo's character has done anything or not.

At this time, Lin Cen was on his way back. As a competent manager, He Run brought his driver and assistants here in the afternoon. Zhuo's farce.

While He Run felt very happy in his heart, he couldn't help but feel worried about his own president.

Mr. Lin is so strong, can Mr. Qi hold it back?

After getting into the car, He Run briefly introduced the driver and assistant to Lin Cen, "This is Uncle Yang, who will be your exclusive driver from now on. This is Tao Le, who will take care of your daily life in the future."

Uncle Yang smiled at Lin Cen. If one ignores the tense muscles under his shirt at any time, he looks like a simple and honest middle-aged uncle.

Tao Le's response was much more interesting.

She held her eyes full of dreams, and pulled He Run's arm, "Mr. He, Mr. He, tell me, is our Cen Cen a real person?"

He Run, who thought she was going to ask some meaningful questions, turned dark, and pulled Tao Le's hand off his arm, "Do you want to touch someone to make you gasp?"

Tao Le nodded fiercely, "Okay, okay!"

"You're so tall!" He Run gave her a brain break, "You are quite good at dreaming, and you have taken care of me!"

"rest assured!"

Lin Cen looked amused, "The relationship between you is not bad."

He Run was much more gentle towards Lin Cen, "Mr. Lin, don't worry, the people in this car are all from my own family."

Lin Cen was thoughtful.

The second half of the drive was quiet.

He Run kept flipping through Weibo, paying attention to the comments on Lin Cen on the Internet. When he saw that they were all criticizing Yizhuo and praising Lin Cen, he also felt proud.

Unexpectedly, after this man's coquettish operation, Lin Cen ate all the fruits of victory in the end.

He Run was so happy in his heart, he turned over again, but suddenly saw the face of his own president who had turned into ashes and he could recognize it.

The power of netizens is very strong, especially a group of rotten women who want to clarify the difference between themselves and mentally disabled.

Soon, I found out who the owner of the car was, and found Qi's official Weibo account, and began to satirize Mr. Qi's eyes, and implying that things gather together and people are divided into groups, which crazily lowered Mr. Qi's reputation Harmful to Mr. Qi's reputation.

He Run's heart skipped a beat, and his first reaction was to go and see Lin Cen.

Seeing that Lin Cen was sleeping with his eyes closed, He Run felt relieved.

Afraid of being heard by Lin Cen, He Run didn't dare to call Qi Shaoyang, and only sent a message as a reminder.

It's just that I don't know if Qi Shaoyang is busy with work, and he didn't wait for a reply for a long time.

He Run thought of the friend of Assistant She whom he had added when he handed over the work before, so he quickly found out the person's WeChat and sent the message.

[He Run; are you there? 】

Assistant She replied in seconds.

[She Qingye: Yes, may I ask what you need? 】

[He Run; that's right, have you seen the hot searches about the president on Weibo? 】

This time, it took She Qingye a while to reply to the message.

During the waiting period, He Run almost lived like a year.

[She Qingye: It was my negligence for not being able to discover the untrue remarks about the president on Weibo in the first place. Thanks to Mr. He for reminding me. In addition, we have already issued charges against those who spread rumors on Weibo. Thanks again to Mr. He. 】

[He Run: Be sure to clarify as soon as possible, please remind Mr. Qi, Mr. Lin will be back soon! 】

【She Qingye: Okay, received. 】

She Qingye didn't know who Mr. Lin was, and He Run didn't mention it during the work handover, but now it was brought up by the former assistant who had been with the CEO for many years, so it must be a very important matter.

Thinking of this, She Qingye left her office and knocked on the door of the CEO's office.

Strange to say, this floor did not turn on all the lights at night before, so that it would be so bright that it would blind people's eyes.

As a snake without eyelids, She Qingye almost didn't perform what it means to be blind on the first night when she experienced this high-intensity light.

The president was not like this before. It seems that ever since he went in to report work at night, the president began to ask the highest level to turn on the headlights around the clock.

Very extravagant and wasteful!

"What's the matter?" Qi Shaoyang looked down at the contract, and the folder was caught tightly in an instant.

She Qingye succinctly explained what He Run told him.

Only then did Qi Shaoyang turn on his phone and saw the message from He Run, he rubbed his brows, "It was on mute while working."

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a huge snake head dancing on the floor, and his heart skipped a beat, "Is there anything else?"

She Qingye said: "I would take the liberty to ask if Mr. Lin will be included in my work."

Qi Shaoyang froze for a moment, pursed his lips, and said, "He is my boyfriend."

Now that he agreed to Lin Cen to be his boyfriend, no matter whether the original intention was because of love or to get rid of the predicament at that time, he must be responsible for what he said.

Thinking of the news that He Run deliberately clarified his connection with Mr. Lin, She Qingye suddenly realized, "So that's the case, then you really have to explain it to Mr. Lin yourself!"

Qi Shaoyang, who was flipping through the phone, paused with his fingertips, "I want to explain myself?"

"Of course, there must be no misunderstanding between two people in their relationship. Any news that may cause misinterpretation and ambiguity should be explained in person, and no chance should be given to others to exploit loopholes."

Similar to her meticulous work attitude is She Qingye's understanding of emotions.

Qi Shaoyang was moved by his words, he really should explain it himself to be more convincing.

He opened Weibo, "Do you know how to verify Weibo?"

She Qingye came up and demonstrated how to do it for the president himself.

Looking at Assistant She who was wholeheartedly proposing solutions to solve the problem for him, the huge snake head didn't feel scary for a moment.

Just treat it as an ordinary person who looks a little deformed and ugly!

Half an hour later, a microblog named Qi Shaoyang, who was certified as the chairman and CEO of Qi's Enterprise, became popular on the Internet.

It wasn't because of the Weibo that clarified that he had nothing to do with Yu Yizhuo.

But the previous one has long been forgotten.

——Lin Cen, he is my boyfriend.

He Run: "..."

Broker He suffered a cardiac arrest.

he died!

The author has something to say: He Run: I regret it now, I regret it very much, he should have asked Mr. Qi to delete that damn Weibo a long time ago!