Sand Sculpture Overlord's thousand-layer routine

Before the voice finished speaking, the other people sitting at the bottom heard the door of the conference room being opened, and Jing Shi strode in with a livid face.

The already straight waists of the people were even straighter, and they even put their hands on their chins. Looking up at the confrontation between the two, the atmosphere was a little anxious, and the war seemed to be imminent.

You know, Mr. Jiang usually doesn't care about things, and if he wants to manage, he just pulls resources to Jing Shi. Today, it's the opposite. It's hard for people not to want to know what happened.

Aristocrats, entertainment circles, financial masters, these three words can be put together in random order, they are all popular topics in green jj literature, and now the real PK is beside them, it would be a blood loss if you don’t carefully raise your eyelids!

Jiang Yan wanted to speak, but frowned at this moment.

He didn't have time to take the medicine in the morning, and now his belly seemed to be a sign of wanting to make trouble again.

Don't lose the chain at the critical moment, your boss is your boss, Jiang Yan paused, and said calmly: "You don't seem to be in the list of participants."

"Heh." Jing Shi sneered, "Isn't it too late for you to make me obey the rules?"

After getting along for so long, even though he didn't want to admit it, he knew exactly what Jiang Yan was thinking.It's just making a big fuss about Bie Le's incident yesterday, trying to make him subdue.

This thought is so shallow that it makes people laugh.

Everyone was silent, their eyes rolled left and right, and they could see the concealed excitement on each other's faces.

Jiang Yan didn't speak for a while, because his mind drifted to a strange place.

The "heh" just now may not have been too forceful, it sounded a bit like the cheerful cry of the New Year pig raised in his hometown when he was eating bran, Jiang Yan felt a little greedy when he thought about it, because the fried New Year pork was really delicious.

The scene didn't get a response, and he felt bored, looked around, and saw Bie Le in the corner beside him.

Bie Le was looking up at him, her slender eyebrows curled up in concern, and the corners of her mouth drooped slightly, as if she was very worried about herself. Jing Shi felt warm, and sent a comforting message from the air. Handsome smile (I think).

Bie Le: "..."

What is this doing, he was almost startled and fell back tactically.

The conference room was still as quiet as before, and the sound of breathing was clearly audible, but there was an undercurrent. The eyes of the people in the room fluttered, and they lowered their heads to take their mobile phones tacitly. The company's large group suddenly became very lively:

- Can anyone tell me what this is doing now? ?

—— After a little thought, Boss Jiang's arrow scene arrow Bie Le, who doesn't know about Bie Le's arrow yet, but Boss Jiang seems to be a little interested in Bie Le again!

——Good guy, if you don't like Boss Jiang, wouldn't this be a perfect closed loop?

——Husband and wife fight at the end of the bed and make trouble at the end of the bed. Mr. Jiang is so precious, how could he really quarrel with him.

"Then, you came just in time." Jiang Yan pulled his mind back from the stir-fried Nian pork back to Jing Shi, patted on the document, and said, "Remember to tell your fans that you're not going to accept that idol drama."

Jing Shi frowned, thinking he was joking: "What are those people doing?"

That group of fans, who control the world and care about whether he falls in love or not, resists this and that at every turn, and when it comes to spending money, they are gone.

"Speak politely, you seem to be relying on them for food now." Jiang Yan pulled the corners of his lips, and said with a half-smile: "And what they say is not unreasonable."

Jing Shi looked at his smile a little bored: "What do you mean?"

"You really aren't suitable for acting in idol dramas anymore." Jiang Yan was moved with emotion and realized it with reason: "You're in your twenties, and you still act as the male lead in school dramas, isn't that just an old cucumber with green paint?"

Jing Shi knew that his words were not good, but he still couldn't help asking, "Green paint on cucumbers?"

Jiang Yan: "Pretend to be tender."

Scene: "..."

Everyone pursed their mouths tightly, their shoulders trembled, and they dared not speak out.

Help, it would be too appropriate! !

Especially today, Jing Shi was wearing a light green shirt, which immediately doubled the level of humor.

It seems that Jing Shi also realized this. He looked down, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he gritted his teeth: "Jiang Yan, don't go too far!"

Jiang Yan smiled innocently: "Really."

"Your dirty thoughts can be guessed without even thinking about it." Jing Shi glanced at Bie Le, who was staring anxiously at the side, worried about him, so he couldn't make his words too obvious, and he didn't want to show his bad side. , So I just swallowed my anger and said: "Do you think I will bow to you for resources? I advise you to give up this heart!"

After all, he slammed the door and walked out.

The room was suddenly silent, and everyone lowered their heads.

"Okay." Jiang Yan coughed twice, his face pale: "Let's continue the discussion, is there anything else?"

Chen Lanxi plucked up her courage and asked again: "Then, Gu Yun..."

"I read his profile yesterday. He is still young, with good abilities and qualifications." Jiang Yan pursed his lips, his expression changed slightly, and he paused before saying, "Let him act well."

Chen Lanxi nodded immediately: "Yes, I will let him pay attention."

Jiang Yan said lightly again: "Is there anything else to report?"

In the eyes of everyone, as soon as the scene was gone, Jiang Yan was like a deflated hydrogen balloon, leaning against the backrest behind him, and his face was losing color at an alarming rate, and he even looked a little shaky.

After a while, he said something to Bie Le, and Bie Le quickly stood up and left the meeting room.

Everyone's eyes suddenly became indescribable, and there was inevitably a hint of pity in the eyes looking at Jiang Yan.

well.Still love, no way.

Sure enough, it's just a hard mouth.Don't you even want to see Bie Le because of the quarrel with Jing Si?

So humble, so humble indeed.

I don't know what will happen to Bie Le in the future.

Jiang Yan didn't know what they were thinking, so he continued to force himself to say a few words, and soon announced the end of the meeting, and went into the lounge with a pale face.

Bie Le sat down at his desk, inexplicably feeling a little irritated towards Jing Shi, a high school classmate who had reunited after a long absence.

In the past few days, for some reason, the colleagues who usually don't like to talk to him seem to have suddenly become familiar with him, and he has also heard a lot from them.

...including things about the river weir and the scenery.

The boss is obviously such a nice person, so he gave in like that, and the situation is still...

Suddenly, his intercom phone rang, Bie Le picked it up subconsciously, and heard the weak voice of the boss: "Bie Le, are you busy now?"

"No. What's the matter, boss?" Bie Le pressed the microphone to the side of his face, and stammered: "Boss, you, don't be too sad. Take care of yourself."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and Jiang Yan's hoarse voice came: "Why did you say that suddenly?"

The boss should be short of someone to talk to at this moment.Although the employees shouldn't talk more about the boss's affairs, Bie Le still said: "Boss, the scenery, the scenery, it's not worth it."

Jiang Yan on the other end of the phone: "..."

What's going on here?

how you said that? ?

Has the protagonist seen the script? ?

"Boss, although I shouldn't say it, but." Seeing Jiang Yan groaning for a while, Bie Le said that the iron was hot, and added: "Even if we are really together, he will not make you happy."

Jiang Yan: "?"

what happened?Why did you steal your lines without authorization?Shouldn't he have said this to Bie Le?

"It's over." Bie Le plucked up the courage to finish, and then asked: "Boss, are you feeling better?"

Jiang Yan: "Thank you."

Bie Le felt relieved: "Then I..."

Before he hung up the phone, he heard Jiang Yan say calmly over there:

"It would be even better if you could help me buy some antidiarrheal medicine."

He has had diarrhea more than five times in the morning, and now squatting in the bathroom, he feels that his stomach has turned into a quantum black hole, and is undergoing violent nuclear fusion very unceremoniously.

Bie Le said bluntly: "So boss, you just..."

"Hurry up, hurry up, it's troublesome." Jiang Yan took another deep breath, and the lingering sadness in his hoarse voice was familiar just now: "Your boss is almost gone."

Bie Le: "..."

"By the way, soak some Banlangen." Jiang Yan didn't seem to understand his complicated mood at all, and kept chattering there: "It's so cold, I think I'm going to catch a cold."

"...Boss, you must be dehydrated." For some reason, Bie Le felt a little lighter, and just whispered into the phone, "I'll be right there."

He searched the entire company, borrowed Radix Banlangen and hot water from the sister at the front desk, went to buy medicine, soaked it carefully, and when he walked to the door of Jiangyan's office, he found that Jing Shi was following behind.

Jing Shi stepped forward happily, but his face changed when he saw the things in Bie Le's hands: "How could he ask you to do such a thing?"

Bie Le didn't quite understand: "What?"

"Shouldn't the secretary do things like making coffee and delivering coffee?" Jing Shi frowned: "Why did he ask you to do it?"

Bie Le explained: "The secretary was transferred a few days ago."

Jing Si: "That shouldn't be..."

Bie Le: "Also, this is Banlangen."

Scene: "?"

Bie Le knocked on the office door.

Jing Shi looked at him, full of tenderness that was about to pour out, but he didn't dare to startle the snake, he just said: "Otherwise, you should consider resigning and become my assistant."

"What are you talking about?" Bie Le looked at him with inexplicable eyes: "Do you have five insurances and one housing fund? Do you have social security and medical insurance? Do you have weekly and monthly rest?"

Scene: "..."

He really didn't know how to answer this.It really doesn't.

Jiang Yan's wilted voice came from inside: "Come in."

Bie Le closed the door and went in.

As soon as he entered, he saw Jiang Yan slumped on the chair, closed his eyes and said, "The little assistant is here?"

Bie Le pursed his lips and walked forward, walking in a hurry, but suddenly his cerebellum made a harmless joke, tripped his left foot over his right foot, and fell straight onto Jiang Yan's lap.

Jiang Yan was already seriously injured, but was crushed so hard in a trance that he almost spit out his lungs. In addition to being weak, he was left speechless by the setting in Mary Su's novel on the spot.

Maybe the overlord is born to bear these things!

But it's not over yet, he supported the panicked Bie Le, and before he stood up, Banlangen arrived late, and the hot liquid splashed directly on his belly, which was a new wave of heavy damage!

Jiang Yan endured the humiliation, and in order not to collapse the human design, he swallowed the words "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck" and "Good guy is burning pork." Looking at Bie Le's watery round eyes Staring at himself, trying to change the subject to comfort the little assistant, his brain froze immediately, and the first thing he said was the boss: "Man."

Bie Le was at a loss and said, "What, what?"

As soon as Jiang Yan uttered his words, he felt that something was wrong, he groaned, but he still insisted on finishing his lines: "...you managed to attract my attention."

Bie Le: "?"

The two looked at each other in silence, and then both of their ears turned red at the same time.

Oh shit, how embarrassing.

At the moment when the smell of isatid root was about to take root on Jiangyan's shirt, a long-neglected and unbelievable voice came from not far away:

"What are you doing?"