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The employees of Forest Entertainment have been holding a sigh of relief these days, being cautious, talking less and doing more.

Until this Friday, there had been no personnel changes for more than a day, and as the weekend approached, many people let down their vigilance.

"Sister Li, do you want to go to Xiangwan for dinner today?" One of them packed up his things and said to the office director with a smile.

Sister Li gave her a hard look: "Xiao Liu, I didn't mean you. When did you go there? I'm not afraid of being stared at and taking part in your book."

Xiangwan can be regarded as a high-end consumer place, even if Xiao Liu's family is well-off, wouldn't it be ridiculous to go there at this critical time?

"It's okay, Sister Li. Boss Lin won't be able to move any further. He has to pass the board of directors." The man called Xiao Liu smiled, "My dad said, I guess Boss Lin will go crazy for a while, isn't it? Because our forest was severely slapped in the face, Mr. Lin wanted to save face, so the board of directors endured her, and who hasn't worshiped the mountain at the board of directors? I guess that's the end of it."

"Go, Sister Li, I'm treating you."

The woman was a little moved, and looked at him hesitantly, "Are you serious?"

"Of course it's true..." Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by someone's exclamation, "Look at your email!"

"What email, I'm too lazy to turn on the computer." Xiao Liu leaned his head to look at Sister Li's computer, and then his claws went numb, "This..."

"President Wang has been slapped, and he has been demoted five levels in a row," someone muttered to himself, his eyes widened. "He is the first vice president of the forest."

"The first vice president of the branch company must at least have a resolution of the board of directors before he can withdraw. Who stamped it?"

"Boss Lin's, Lin Dong's, Jiang Dong's... and Li Dong's, more than half."

Everyone knew that Lin Zhiyin's official seal was in Lin Qingqian's hands, but Jiang Sheng and Li Bing, did the board of directors start to take sides?

Sister Li gave Xiao Liu a hard look, thankful that she did not agree to his invitation, and thinking of the father behind him, so she put on a straight face and reminded in a low voice, "Sit down quickly, and work overtime tonight."

Xiao Liu nodded hastily, and sat back at his workstation with the computer in his arms. He opened a document, his fingers were shaking, and he typed two lines in half a day.

It seems that the previous stability was not the end of the dungeon, but the cooldown time of the CD of Mr. Lin's ultimate move.

People in the office were panicked, afraid that the butcher's knife would fall on their heads in the next second.

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At this moment, Lin Qingqian, the instigator, was having a video call with someone.

"Why did you get off work so early today?" Song Qingyue looked at the time.

It was only after nine o'clock, and the man shrank into the bed.

Lin Qing looked at the child with his head tilted, his whole body exuded coquettishness and laziness, the corners of his upturned eyes were slanting towards the child's face, and he dragged his voice a little dull, "I don't want to move."

Song Qingyue frowned and looked at Lin Qingqian, who suddenly softened into a puddle of water today, and his little brain, which is good at thinking wildly, started to move in a strange direction: "Why are you so strange?"

"It's so strange, huh?" The ending sound was raised, soft, and the hoarse "huh" almost pierced the child's heart.

"Lin Qingqian, you, you, you..." Song Qingyue's face slowly burned.

"What are you."

"Did you...want...and...what happened to you?" Otherwise, why is it so soft, why is the voice so hoarse, it looks like an afterthought.

Lin Qingqian was on the other side of the screen, like the most fragrant, sweetest and most vigorous catnip, attracting Song Maomao.

She moved her legs and her throat slid slightly.

Mr. Lin, who was misunderstood, was stunned, and then flew into a rage, bent his fingers, tapped the screen hard, and said, "My aunt is here! I don't want to move! I have a meeting today, and my voice is hoarse! Why? What's wrong!"

What's going on in this man's mind.

Song Qingyue stuck out her tongue, turned over, and instantly the belt slipped off, revealing a large delicate and white curve.

Lin Qingqian stopped moving for a moment, pursed her lips, was silent for a while, and then snorted coldly: "Don't think that this can make up for your fault."

She was a little unhappy in her heart - doesn't the child even remember these days?

"I was wrong, I remember, I just..." Song Qingyue moved to the side of the phone, and the neckline opened even more. She looked at Lin Qingqian, a little ashamed to say, "I missed you... "

Lin Qingqian should have thought about it too.

Lin Qingqian's eyes slowly lit up, looking at the child who buried her head in the pillow with a whimper: she was already red from the base of her ears to her neck, and the exposed large and delicate skin was light pink.

"Hey, wait a few more days, and I'll go to visit the class." Lin Qingqian's voice became hoarse, and she raised her hand to see her well-manicured nails, and decided to polish them later.

Song Qingyue whimpered again, causing Lin Qingqian to take a few short breaths, listening to the voice from the child's throat, "Stop talking, and tempt me."

Lin Qingqian smiled lowly, "How did I seduce you?"

Song Qingyue raised his head suddenly, his eyes were misty and looked at Lin Qingqian resentfully, wishing to come along the network cable and bite her.

Or get bitten overnight.

But a bold idea flashed through Lin Qingqian's mind, and he coughed twice, "Qingyue, do you want to try..."

This and that.

"Not hanging up?"

"Don't hang up."

"Lin Qingqian, you are a pervert!"

The child blushed, but was coaxed by Lin Qingqian a little, retracted into the quilt, bent his knees, and then the black nightgown fell apart on the snow-white bed sheet.

Looks a lot like Oreo's brother, Leo.

But the sky is not good.

"Lin Qingqian, my hand is hurt." Song Qingyue handed Lin Qingqian her crystal-stained fingers aggrievedly. The first knuckles of the index finger and middle finger were covered with a layer of cute pink. Cub Band-Aids - Injured fingers are obviously not suitable for going into the tiger's den again.

Most of Lin Qingqian's sexuality disappeared in an instant, she frowned and looked at the child's slender fingers, "What's going on?"

The child's eyes were evasive, and his tone hesitated, "It's okay, I did it by accident."

Lin Qingqian's doubts became more and more serious, but the child didn't want to talk about it, and she didn't ask.

It's just that the temperament that was just a step away from before is gone.

But the child's soft voice sounded again, with a little bit of crying, "Lin Qingqian, I feel a little uncomfortable."

Those who can't get up and down are the most annoying.

Lin Qingqian's eyes became far-reaching again, she moved her fingers, and said in a low voice, "I put something in the box for you, it's on the most mezzanine."

The child was taken aback, then annoyed and ashamed, "Lin Qingqian, pervert!"

She bent her legs and got out of the bed barefoot, and rummaged through the boxes, leaving Lin Qingqian with a vaguely white and thin back, with a delicate curve, bending over to rummage through the things in the box.

Lin Qing sighed and turned around annoyed.

She is the most uncomfortable.

She turned her head, and felt the rustling of the cloth, the child lay down on the quilt again, and then there was a muffled groan.

Lin Qing took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

"Lin Qingqian, look at me." The child asked in a hoarse voice.

It was the first time Lin Qingqian regretted not choosing to go now.

The clouds disappeared, the child looked a little tired, and threw aside the gadgets Lin Qingqian gave her, messed up a few pieces of paper and dealt with them for a while, and looked at the huddled girl who seemed to be wearing earplugs with her back to the phone Lin Qingqian laughed out loud.

Who wanted to play such an exciting game before, and who can't bear it now.

She really wanted to poke Lin Qingqian who was curled up into a ball.

Lin Qingqian turned around, looked at the charming child with eyebrows and eyes, and sighed.

"I'm not wearing earplugs." Song Qingyue joked.

"No," Lin Qingqian muttered, "I can't bear it."

Hey, let it be uncomfortable.

"Lin Qingqian, tell me what you are doing now." The child held his chin and said softly.

The majestic Lin Qingqian on the Internet is, after all, separated by a layer of mass media descriptions, which are more or less distorted.

Can you hear Lin Qingqian No.1 saying that bragging is not good?

Lin Qingqian was a little hesitant when she heard the words, but she didn't regret it. She thought about it and said, "It's not settled yet, wait for me to visit the class and tell you."

Before, I was afraid of facing children because I thought I had to protect the rapist and hurt the innocent victim.

But Steven is not a fun thing, she thinks she can openly tell the children the stories of bloody confrontations, tell how she counterattacked to turn the tide, and then ask her again and again in the child's moist and adoring eyes once.

But now the "Lin's Aspirations" series of tasks haven't been finished yet, Lin Qingqian finds it a little troublesome if you have to brag several times, if you say it now, it will become a loan bragging, in case something unexpected happens, Mr. I'm sorry for this face.

"Okay." The child pouted.

Lin Qingqian saw the conspicuous pink band-aid, and finally couldn't help it anymore. She was a little angry, and asked, "How did you hurt your hand? Did someone else do it? Who?" The words were full of anger. bulging.

Song Qingyue smiled and said, "Keep it secret, I'll tell you when you come over."

Lin Qingqian was ice-snow smart, and thought of something when she turned her head slightly: "My birthday gift?" Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why Song Qingyue didn't tell himself now.

Song Qingyue choked up, and tapped the screen unhappy, "Can't you pretend you don't know?"

The corner of Lin Qingqian's mouth curled up into a smile, and most of the previous anger subsided, "What gift?"

"Get out, Lin Qingqian, why did you ask such a question!" Xiao Song was very angry. She looked into Lin Qingqian's eyes and said loudly, "Don't teach me to be careful!"

This is a gift for Lin Qingqian, no matter how many injuries she suffers, she will be happy with it.

"Okay, I was wrong, I will wait obediently," Lin Qingqian looked at the child's hand with a gentle expression, without any blame or education, just jokingly said, "You have to pay attention to safety, don't... "

Can't attack.

The child is speechless.

Is this Mr. Lin's level of speaking?awesome. "Lin Qingqian, go to bed early." Xiao Song, who had finished venting, said softly, a little tired.

"Ah, you too."

Lin Qingqian hung up the video call, got out of bed a little anxiously and turned around a few times, her heart had already flown thousands of miles away.

She touched her phone and made a call.

Li Bing was old, went to bed early, was woken up by the ringtone, looked at the incoming call in a daze, regained his energy, and answered the phone, "Boss Lin, what's the matter?"

"Director Li, can our progress be accelerated?"

Li Bing hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, but it's not necessary. The current rhythm is the best rhythm, and it won't be natural any faster."

"It's okay." Lin Qing walked around a few times, "These are not important."

"Okay," Li Bing nodded, a little confused, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Lin Qing smiled gently, not the tough look Li Bing knew: "Someone is waiting for me."

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