I just want to start a career when I travel to the brainless

Zhu Gong took a few deep breaths and barely regained his usual composure: "President Xiao Lin, you should understand why I did this."

Lin Qingqian nodded, put down her phone, turned her back to Zhu Gong, and let out a breath of foul air quietly: "So Mom doesn't know about it yet."

Zhu Gong bowed slightly: "If Boss Lin only let me be by your side."

The big rock hanging in Lin Qingqian's heart finally fell halfway to the ground.

She was in a hurry to lose her standard today, and she was also terrified that Lin Zhiyin would find out about it.

All those plans were disrupted.

Zhugong looked at Lin Qingqian's back, hesitated for a while, and said, "President Xiao Lin, I'm afraid I still have to report to President Lin. Since you have already prepared yourself, then..."

Lin Qingqian turned around abruptly, interrupting Zhu Gong's words: "Don't say it."

Zhu Gong was taken aback: This is not the script she expected.

Lin Qingqian was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "I know it's difficult for you to be caught between me and Mom, but, I hope you can be more biased this time, and keep this matter a secret for a while."

"President Xiaolin, do you want it?"

There was a storm brewing in Lin Qingqian's eyes, the color of her eyes was dark before the rainstorm, but her expression was restless and helpless: "Give me some time, I want to make sure of something."

Zhu Gong sighed: "President Xiao Lin, you are making it difficult for me."

"Wait a few more weeks, and this matter will come to fruition. At that time, you either don't need to report at all, or" Lin Qingqian's eyes gradually became firmer, "I will report in person."

Zhu Gong was hesitant, but the balance in her heart had gradually shifted to one side, but she still needed a promise: "Mr. Lin, if Mr. Lin asks after the incident..."

Lin Qingqian naturally understood the meaning of Zhu Gong. If Mr. Lin found out that Zhu Gong, a guy he cultivated by himself, had betrayed him, the ending would not be so good. The best ending was to leave the core of the Lin family and be sent down. To the subsidiary company, "I will keep you. After all, my mother's anger is mainly on me. If I intervene, the worst result... I can guarantee you to be the top leader of the best subsidiaries, and you will be on the board of directors in the future." end."

Her cold, mask-like expression finally cracked, and was stained with a low-pitched request: "Please."

Zhugong waited for the promise he wanted, and bowed firmly to Lin Qingqian: "Don't worry, I will,"

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Song Qingyue tossed and turned on the bed, looked up at the closed door from time to time, then lowered his head and continued to roll around.

With a creak, the door opened, Song Qingyue jumped up from the bed, only to see Zhu Gong coming out alone, she glanced into the study room through the opening and closing of the door, Lin Qingqian was putting on the earphones, her face was solemn .

She poked Zhu Gong secretly, "Sister Zhu Gong, what is Lin Qingqian doing?"

"A temporary meeting, to explain to the board of directors why the training plan was announced in advance instead of as planned."

Song Qingyue looked worriedly at the closed door again.She grew up in Lin's family, and she is also familiar with these things, and she more or less understands the truth of stealing Chen Cang and making a fortune.Now Lin Qingqian's high-profile announcement may not be in line with the original plan, and it may be another verbal war.

Zhu Gong saw her worry, and softly eased the child's emotions: "Don't worry, this is nothing to Xiao Lin in general, and it is nothing to the whole plan. It is just a slight adjustment of tactics." Definitely has nothing to do with the sequence of time, when Lin was about to make a move, he had already stood opposite the majority of people.

"Huh, that's good." Song Qingyue's worries were temporarily relieved, but she hurriedly pulled Zhugong's sleeve and led her to the other side: "Sister Zhugong, what did Lin Qingqian ask you?"

Zhu Gong well concealed the complicated expression in his eyes, and put on a decent smile: "Miss Yue, don't you know it well?"

Song Qingyue shivered in disappointment: "Is Lin Qingqian very angry?"

"Alright... okay." Zhu Gong recalled Lin Qingqian's expression.

The impending rainstorm in Mr. Kobayashi's eyes should not be due to this incident.

Song Qingyue's eyes widened slightly, his five fingers were put together like a knife, and he slashed at the throat, "Then she didn't kill you, click, click?"

The decent smile on Zhu Gong's face cracked a bit: "Miss Yue, President Xiao Lin doesn't advocate violence either."

"Oh, oh, that's good." Song Qingyue went around in such a big circle, and finally asked the question hesitantly, "Sister Zhugong, Lin Qingqian didn't know that I also inserted a piece of paper in it." feet."

Zhu Gong suddenly felt very sad.

The smile on his face that has never changed for thousands of years can no longer be held.

She was silent, and patted Song Qingyue's shoulder: "Miss Yue, you are actually very lucky."

So what if Kobayashi knows about it?She is not willing to let you hurt a little bit.

Zhu Gong's eyes were a little dazed. She still remembered Lin Qingqian's decisiveness in the office and her determination and pride in daily life, but just now, that high-spirited woman was begging herself—her subordinates and secretary.

She looked helplessly at Song Qingyue, who was a little confused: Miss Yue, once a person like Mr. Xiao Lin made up his mind about something, he would do it, even if he was going to cross the sea before him, he would die.

And you will be protected by her, well protected.

She sighed slightly: You probably don't know what Mr. Xiao Lin plans to do.

Song Qingyue blinked, not quite understanding the meaning of Zhu Gong's words.

Zhu Gong shook his head slightly, dispelling the frustration in his heart, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Xiao Lin doesn't know."

"Oh, that's good." Song Qingyue looked at Zhu Gong's back as he went away, recalling her previous words in his heart.

"I'm very lucky?"

She frowned. "why would you say so?"

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"Crack." Li Zimu raised his head from behind the monitor and looked at Lin Qingqian worriedly, "Qingqian, what's the matter with you, you're in a bad state."

This one is the kissing scene in the audition, even if Lin Qingqian's performance in the audition was simple, it shouldn't be at such a level.

Lin Qingqian bowed apologetically: "It's because I'm not in the right state."

Li Zimu nodded. There are always times when actors are in an inexplicable state.He thought for a while: "Give you 15 minutes to adjust."

Lin Qingqian called Zhu Gong and asked her to order milk tea to apologize to the staff present.

Then she walked to a corner of the set and took a deep breath.

She actually knew what was affecting her mood.It was her plan - she needed to ask Song Qingyue to prove something.

Originally, this matter was well suppressed in her heart, and she planned to ask after the conclusion.But yesterday's unforeseen event turned up this plan again, and it has been floating in her mind all day today, making her restless, and she can't even act well.

She struggled to stabilize her emotions in various ways, but to no avail.

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Song Qingyue looked at Lin Qingqian's back in the distance, and listened to the whispers of the staff around him.

"What's the matter with Mr. Lin, Lin ng (0ng) will always pass by one another, saying that he is in a bad state is not that bad."

"It's probably something on my mind."

"Hey, these business people have too many things to think about every day..."

Song Qingyue didn't know the reason for Lin Qingqian's poor state, but she remembered Zhu Gong's strange words last night, and vaguely realized that it probably had something to do with her.

After all, business matters can't trouble her.

So she ran to Li Zimu's side: "Director Li, I will take Lin Qingqian away for half an hour."

Li Zimu raised his head in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Song Qingyue said seriously: "She is in a bad state because something is on her mind, I will try to appease her."

Li Zimu looked suspiciously at Lin Qingqian who was in the distance, then looked at Song Qingyue who was in front of him with a serious face, and thought for a while: "Okay, half an hour."

"Thank you, Director Li." Song Qingyue ran out before finishing his sentence.

Li Zimu looked at Song Qingyue who jumped to Lin Qingqian's side. The child raised his head and said something. Lin Qingqian looked hesitant, but still nodded, and the two went to Lin Qingqian's exclusive lounge side by side.

The strange feeling came to him again, he turned around and asked the director's assistant: "What do you think of Qing Qian and Qing Yue?"

The director's assistant was puzzled, and said cautiously: "It's pretty good."

Li Zimu scratched his head: "I always feel that something is wrong."

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As soon as he entered the door, Song Qingyue pushed Lin Qingqian onto the sofa, then ran into Lin Qingqian's arms, stretched out his arms to hug her, resting his head on Lin Qingqian's shoulder, smelling the reassuring and elegant fragrance of the person in his arms .

Lin Qingqian felt the scalding heat on the child's body like a stove, and the uneasiness in her heart disappeared a bit. After a moment of hesitation, she clasped the child's waist and pulled it into her arms.

The hole in her heart was filled by her hot body, and she let out a silent sigh of satisfaction.

Song Qingyue changed into a more comfortable position in her arms, and looked up into Lin Qingqian's eyes.

The lips were printed lightly.

Lin Qingqian hurriedly turned her head to avoid it, and said lightly: "This is on the set, are you crazy?"

Song Qingyue lowered his voice, leaned into Lin Qingqian's ear and whispered, "Don't worry, no one will come in."

It happened to be Lin Qingqian's ruddy earlobe in front of her, she felt itchy and picked it up.

Lin Qingqian's body froze, feeling the warm touch, and a dexterous thing sliding on it.

The thrill of trembling spread from Tianling Gai to the tailbone.

She gasped, and subconsciously clasped the child's waist.

I wanted to break free, but found that my whole body was sore and limp, and I couldn't lift a little strength.

Song Qingyue slightly loosened the earlobe of the person in his arms, and there was a moist light shining on it.Turning his head to look at Lin Qingqian, his face was already red from the base of his ears to his neck.

With a low laugh, she attached herself again.

Lin Qingqian closed her eyes, and the darkness came, but her sense of touch and taste became more acute.

There is a sweet and greasy fragrance on the child—there are many and poisonous mosquitoes on the set, and a blood-red mass comes down in one bite, and the child has a physique that attracts mosquitoes, so every time he arrives on the set, he sprays toilet water inside and out as if it doesn’t cost money .

Lin Qingqian usually dislikes this smell: Mosquito repellent not only repels mosquitoes, but also chokes people.

But at this moment, she actually felt——this taste is quite good.

The lips of the person on the body moved away from the earlobe, and moved across her cheeks and lower jaw tenderly, and then took her lower lip in one bite.He didn't know when he touched his temples, his fingers ran through the hair, and gently stroked his scalp.

Where the lips passed by, there seemed to be fine and dense goosebumps.

The child used both lips and tongue, knocking again.

Lin Qingqian didn't know what she was thinking, maybe it was a secret pleasure of indulging in public, or she wanted to get more things that could make her feel at ease.

Her teeth are slightly loose, and the dexterous snake is involved in it, sucking the sweetness and mellowness in it.

Lin Qingqian's body relaxed slightly, she reached out to grab the back of the child's head, and actively deepened the kiss.

After a while, Song Qingyue raised his head slightly.

Lin Qingqian broke away from the wanton pleasure, her eyes slightly lost focus, her breathing was short, and the tip of her tongue brushed her moist lips unconsciously.

The child narrowed his eyes and pressed up again.

I don't know how many times this went on and on before Song Qingyue sat down on Lin Qingqian's lap, with two long legs hooked around her waist, resting his head on the hollow of her shoulder, pinching a strand of temporary quilt with his hand. The hair made into big waves is played around in circles.

Lin Qingqian took the child into her arms again, made her sit more steadily, breathed calmly, and then said hoarsely, "What do you want to tell me?"

Hearing this, Song Qingyue didn't move his hands. After a while in his heart, he had just temporarily typed out the belly draft before slowly opening his mouth:

"Lin Qingqian, I don't know why you are doing this, but I guess it has something to do with me." She weighed her words carefully, "I don't know what I did to make you panic like this."

"Do I have it?" Lin Qingqian interrupted.

Song Qingyue bit her earlobe dissatisfied, "Listen to me, don't interrupt." Then she rolled her eyes, "Even the prop boy thinks you are in a bad state."

"Well, I won't interrupt, you say."

Lin Qingqian stroked the child's back lightly and heavily.

"I don't know what you are going to do, and I don't know what you are facing, but no matter what choice you make or what you decide, I will definitely be on your side."

"Do you know?" Song Qingyue raised her head and looked straight into Lin Qingqian's eyes, "Sometimes the way you look at me always makes me feel like I have abandoned you. Why?" She tilted her head in confusion Said, "What makes you think that I will run away? As long as you want, I will always stay by your side obediently."

"Trust me, I will always be by your side."

Lin Qingqian was silent for a while, "It's not because I'm afraid that you will run away, but because I'm afraid that I won't be able to catch you."

Song Qingyue looked at Lin Qingqian like a subway grandfather looking at his mobile phone.

different.Lin Qingqian sighed inwardly.

She smiled, pressed the child's head to her shoulder, leaned into her ear and said, "You have to promise what you said just now."

"I promise."

"Okay." Lin Qingqian looked at Song Qingyue with a gentle expression, "I'll ask you some questions when this drama is finished."

"What's the problem?" Song Qingyue tilted his head in confusion.

Lin Qing smiled and stretched out his hand to scratch the bridge of the child's nose, "Now tell you what's the point."

"Okay," Song Qingyue said with excitement in his eyes, "What if I get the answer right?"

"There is no right or wrong answer to those questions. You just need to answer the facts you believe in."

"If your answer is what I want."

"We're in this together."

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"Go and see what's going on?" Li Zimu pushed the assistant director beside him, "It's almost 40 minutes."

"Hey, good."

The director's assistant, Pi Dian Dian, ran to the door of Lin Qingqian's lounge.

Zhu Gong was like a door god, staring at him coldly.

He swallowed and laughed, "Assistant Zhu, can I ask Teacher Lin and Teacher Xiao Song if they are okay?"

Zhu Gong thought to himself: Most likely it is not good.

There used to be voices inside, but now it's gone.

It is estimated that it is something indescribable.

Her thoughts were diverging, but her face was still indifferent, "They will come out by themselves when they are well."

Tsk, what a word of tiger and wolf.She spat inwardly.

Today's Zhugong is also an impure little yellow flower.

The director's assistant got a bad nose and went back to Li Zimu's side in despair.

Li Zimu looked at Zhu Gong who was guarding the door with air-conditioning all over his body, then looked at his watch, stood up hesitantly, and walked back and forth around the little Maza for several times.

Tsk, which big director doesn't have a temper, he is already kind and amiable directing this movie, and even pretends to be a grandson most of the time.

At this time, the donkey's temper that the six relatives did not recognize came up.

He stomped his feet, gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and rushed towards Lin Qingqian's lounge with a menacing appearance.

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Inside the door, Song Qingyue pressed Lin Qingqian on the sofa, his lips and teeth mingled, lingering to death.

There was a conversation outside the door, followed by an argument.

The door was pushed open with a bang.

Zhu Gong had a frightened expression on his face.

Li Zimu was first angry, then shocked, and finally had an incredible expression on his face.

As the sun set, the warm and affectionate sun shone into the room as the door was pushed open, pulling out long shadows from the overlapping two people on the sofa.

world masterpiece.

The author has something to say: a sand sculpture brain hole:

The lips of the person on the body moved away from the earlobe, and moved across her cheeks and lower jaw tenderly, and then took her lower lip in one bite.He didn't know when he touched his temples, his fingers ran through the hair, and gently stroked his scalp.

"Lin Qingqian, you have dandruff!" Song Qingyue seemed to have discovered a new world.

Xiao Song was beaten to death, the full text is over.

...So when I wrote these plays, it was extremely difficult, and such sand sculptures came one after another.

How about forgetting about the next Glyph of Opening Sand?

Ahem, I admit, the flag fell on the first day

The main reason is that I didn't expect to be so busy after the exam...

Forgive me for my fat badge efforts over the weekend

Comes with a small theater:

a long time later

Lin Qingqian: "Are you ready?"

Song Qingyue: "Okay."

Wave the banner of Lin Gong unwaveringly!