The top trending tyrants are hotly searched, and the paranoid president plays routines every day

An Xiaojing had just finished exercising, and his whole body was sweating profusely. It was like soaking in water when exercising, dripping water dripping down.

He wiped the sweat off his face with a towel, walked to the phone, just picked up the phone to check, and found that his live broadcast room was banned for seven days.

He showed a blank expression, "What's going on?"

An Xiaojing called Yue Ziming and wanted to ask why the live broadcast room was banned. He obviously didn't do anything, so how could he be banned?

As soon as the call was connected, he immediately asked, "Brother Ming, what happened to my live broadcast room? I was just exercising, why was I banned for seven days?"

Yue Ziming on the other end of the phone knew the truth, but Yan Wujing's special assistant Yun Shu had warned him.So, he could only find a reason to prevaricate.

"It's because the barrage posted some inappropriate remarks, so Super Management was blocked, but it's okay, and the live broadcast will be available again in a few days."

An Xiaojing frowned, showing a puzzled expression, "Is that so? That's fine."

"Well, I'm busy here, so I won't tell you for now. I'll call you when I'm done."

"Okay, then, brother Ming, you should be busy first, I'm fine if I take a rest."

"Ah."

Yue Ziming hung up the phone, and he said to Ozawa next to him with a dark face, "What exactly does this Yan Wujing want to do?"

Ozawa put the coffee on Yue Ziming's desk, then pulled out the chair and sat down.

"Brother An's live broadcast room was suddenly banned for seven days. It won't be long before it will definitely be on the trending searches. At that time, black fans don't know how they will attack Brother An."

Yue Ziming held back the anger in his heart, he really couldn't get used to Yan Wujing more and more.

"In my opinion, he is simply used to doing whatever he wants. He doesn't care about Xiao Jing's future at all. Nothing happened in the live broadcast room at first. This ban will make the whole world talk about what color Xiao Jing has done in the live broadcast room. That can be explained clearly. ? You can’t let black fans do whatever they want?”

"Brother Ming, you don't have to be so angry. Boss Yan will do this. He will definitely have a way to deal with it. Let's not worry too much."

"Whatever, anyway, Yan Wujing has a lot of money."

……

An Xiaojing came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. He changed into clean house clothes, and when he was about to dry his hair, he saw Yan Wujing come back.

"Aren't you working in the company? Why did you come back suddenly? Lazy again?"

Yan Wujing walked up to An Xiaojing, hugged An Xiaojing into his arms, and kissed An Xiaojing intimately on his thin lips.

"Baby, I watched the live broadcast just now, and it made my blood boil."

"Huh? I'm just exercising, why does it make your blood boil?"

"I don't know either. Seeing you sweating profusely, I thought..."

After Yan Wujing paused like this, An Xiaojing instantly understood Yan Wujing's little thoughts.

An Xiaojing pushed Yan Wujing, trying to distance Yan Wujing from himself.

"I just took a shower and I'm going to dry my hair for a lunch break, so don't mess around."

Yan Wujing hugged An Xiaojing and did not let go, coquettishly said: "I won't act recklessly, I will come here in a serious manner, okay?"

An Xiaojing shook his head, "I refuse."

"But brother Jing, every time you say no, you are not really rejecting me."

An Xiaojing glared at Yan Wujing, and replied angrily: "Are you too embarrassed to mention this to me? Every time I say that I refuse, you ignore it. I haven't settled the score with you yet."

"Brother Jing, let's go to the gym. I really like the way you lifted dumbbells on your back just now."

An Xiaojing narrowed his eyes and looked at Yan Wujing, and he instantly understood the thoughtfulness in his eyes.

At this time, Yan Wujing's eyes were full of ambiguity and temptation, and his magnetic voice rang in An Xiaojing's ears, "Brother Jing, don't you want to experience the gym?"

An Xiaojing shook her head: "I don't want to experience it."

"I understand. When you say you don't want to, you usually don't refuse."

"Yan Wujing, you are misinterpreting my meaning."

Yan Wujing walked into the gym with An Xiaojing in his arms, and he put An Xiaojing on the flat bench he was exercising just now.

"Look, you refuse with your mouth, but you acquiesce in everything I do in your heart."

An Xiaojing rolled his eyes, he wasn't angry with Yan Wujing, he was angry with himself, for spoiling Yan Wujing too much.

"Uncle Ann."

Yan Wujing looked forward and said, "Look, there happens to be a big mirror in the gym."

An Xiaojing's cheeks flushed instantly, and he swallowed as he looked at himself and Yan Wujing in the mirror.