My food delivery can be popular [Entertainment]

The man leaned over and bit off most of the bottom half of Bai Yumiao's shirt with his teeth, and lifted it up to his mouth.Bai Yumiao blushed and stretched out his head to kiss, and the man naturally passed the hem of his shirt to him, letting him hold it in his mouth.

The muscular lines on the boy's slender waist and abdomen are faintly visible, smooth but powerful, which is the most poignant.

He bit the hem of his shirt and panted heavily, and murmured: "You hmm..."

The man laughed muffled, his voice turned into a downright subwoofer, "I don't understand what you're saying."

As he spoke, he kissed all the way, still pulling down the little black underpants with his teeth gritted.

Xiaobai is shy, but Xiaobai is excited.

Bai Yumiao finally realized what the man was going to do. He felt unbelievable for a moment, his heart itched but he couldn't bear it, so he spat out his shirt and said, "Don't..."

"Hold it." The man handed the wet shirt hem back to his mouth, and the subwoofer started to work again, "I've done all the heavy work, so why don't you help me with such a small job?"

Bai Yumiao blushed, and took the shirt back with the man's hand.

The numbness invaded the senses that had never existed before, Bai Yumiao gritted his teeth and held his shirt in his mouth, listening to the breathing in his chest getting heavier and heavier.

After tossing and tossing for half an hour, the delicate young master Bai loosened his soaked shirt and lay flat on the table.

The black eyes stared blankly at the ceiling, the chest heaved and fell, and the sound of panting filled the empty living room.

The man moved his throat, licked the corner of his mouth, took away the crystal glass that Bai Yumiao had swept to the edge of the table, took one out, then walked to the wine rack, picked up a bottle of red wine, and opened it skillfully.

He omitted the step of sobering up, poured it directly into a crystal glass, and took a sip with his head raised.

The aroma of red wine filled his lips and teeth, and the man's shirt and tie were all loose.The air was filled with a hormonal smell, and he leaned against the other end of the long table with his clothes loose, smiling softly and ambiguously at Bai Yumiao.

After a while, the black eyes of the man on the table gradually focused, and the man teased in a hoarse voice: "Young Master Bai is already very powerful."

Bai Yumiao's fair complexion was flushed, and he was too good-looking. He quickly put on his trousers and sat up while propping himself up on the table.

I can't get off the ground, my feet are soft.

He said with some embarrassment: "You just need to spit it out..."

Qi Tingguan took another sip of red wine, his voice was so low and hoarse that it was a little too magnetic.

He said softly, "It's not bad, it's sweet."

After saying this, the man was also a little embarrassed. He cheekily raised his head and downed another big mouthful of red wine, leaving only a light layer of red bottom in the round spherical crystal container.

Unexpectedly, the young master on the table was at a loss for a while after hearing this, and said a little helplessly: "Sweet? I can't be diabetic, right?"

"Hey."

Qi Tingguan was really helpless, came over and tapped his head gently with a goblet, his movements were gentle.

"It's sweet to like you, are you stupid?"

"Oh." Bai Yumiao was relieved, but even more embarrassed.He reached out to pull Qi Tingguan's belt, and said, "I'll help you too..."

"Don't." The man dodged quickly, with the red wine glass on his mouth and nose, he took a deep breath of the remaining fragrance, and then sighed: "I'm still reluctant, wait a little longer."

He thought for a while and laughed again, looking at Bai Yumiao with a hint of teasing in his black eyes, "Sooner or later, you will repay me with your money, what's the rush?"

Bai Yumiao lowered his head and muttered, "I knew you were waiting for me here."

The cunning little leopard, whose skin reaches heaven and earth, is in a state of deep hindsight, with its edge removed, like a soft little snail.

Qi Tingguan was about to cry because of his cuteness, he swung the last bit of red wine in the glass, and said dotingly: "There is some left, do you want to try it?"

Bai Yumiao nodded, "I want to try it."

The man raised his head and drank the remaining red wine in one gulp, leaning over to feed him.

Bai Yumiao lowered his eyelashes, as if he really had a wild hare in his chest.

The people he has liked since he was a child have no teacher or platoon, but this is the first time he truly feels the beauty of love.

In the middle of the night, Bai Yumiao couldn't sleep, so he ran to the door of the master bedroom with bare feet.

He lay on the heavy mahogany door, stealthily listening to the voices inside.

The soundproofing effect of the house was so good that he couldn't hear any movement inside until his waist was sore.

You can't just run away for nothing...

Bai Yumiao frowned, and tried to press the doorknob...

Not locked.

He was overjoyed, and silently pushed away from an angle. He wanted to take a peek at the man's sleeping face in the dark before leaving, but unexpectedly he opened the door, and the light inside was bright.

The man came out of the bathroom while wiping his hair with a towel. The towel didn't cover his front, and the two collided with each other.

Young Master Bai who broke into someone's room secretly: "!!"

He turned around in an instant, panting and staring at the dark corridor with wide eyes.

The man laughed out loud in the room, he calmly wiped off the moisture, put on his home clothes, came over and put his hands on Bai Yumiao's shoulders.

"What's the matter? Do you need me in the middle of the night?"

"Yes..." Bai Yumiao swallowed, "I seem to have seen a ghost, I'm afraid you might cry, come up and have a look..."

"Oh." The man nodded thoughtfully, "The space in the house is indeed prone to being haunted. No, I caught a little ghost who sneaked into someone's room and opened his mouth to tell lies."

Bai Yumiao was so embarrassed that he turned around and wanted to run away, but felt that he was too unqualified.

So he bit the bullet and turned around, "What's for breakfast tomorrow? I'll make it."

The man leaned against the door with a smile, "Isn't it? It's just a mouthful from me, and you have to cook for me?"

Bai Yumiao was going crazy, the old man was really thick-skinned, and that word came out of his mouth.

He is learning like crazy every day, but he has new insights every day.

He tried his best to keep up with the rhythm of the times, imitated his face with a shy face, and said seriously: "Who told you not to let me speak."

"Okay." Qi Tingguan laughed out of breath, and raised his hand to mess up the young master's freshly blown hair after taking a shower.

"I don't have a job tomorrow, so you can do whatever you want, eat whatever you want, and don't be picky about your food."

Qi Tingguan coaxed the person away, closed the door behind his back, and took a deep breath.

He looked down at himself, trying to stay calm.

"It's always hot." The man gritted his teeth and snarled in a rare way, "It's really fucking annoying."

The unemployed man thought that he would sleep until he woke up naturally the next morning. If he was lucky, he would be able to eat the breakfast made by the little leopard himself.If the little leopard was lucky enough to spoil his breakfast, he could punish the little leopard by hugging the little leopard and kissing him by the stove.

The ideal is full.

The next morning, early in the morning, seven o'clock.

The sleeping man was awakened by the sudden sound of the fire alarm throughout the house.

The siren that pierced the human eardrum came from the siren on the wall of each room, and a mechanical female voice called out twice a second: "Fire, Fire, Fire, Fire..."

The man was so frightened that his heart was beating wildly, and he didn't have time to put on his slippers, so he went downstairs with bare feet.

He's owned the house so long that if it weren't for this morning, he'd almost forget he had a smoke alarm on it.

As soon as we got downstairs, the smell of oily smoke was very obvious.The man covered his nose and hurried into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Bai Yumiao turned into Super Mario, stood under the smoke alarm and jumped repeatedly, trying to tap the switch of the alarm with his hand.

That indomitable energy is exactly the same as that of the adolescent boy who was obsessed with reaching the luggage rack four years ago.

What's worse, the oily smoke was billowing from the pot, and the range hood lay there like a salted fish.

Qi Tingguan's temples were pounding, he walked around the young master who was jumping high, first turned off the fire that was not completely turned off in the panic, and raised his hand to turn on the range hood.

Chinese cooking is very hot and heavy with oily smoke, and domestic kitchen smoke alarms are not particularly sensitive.If it wasn't for forgetting to turn on the range hood, the thing wouldn't make any noise at all.

The strong smell of oily smoke woke people up. When the man turned his head, Bai Yumiao had already pulled a stool over, stepped on the stool and carefully reached for the alarm switch.

The shirt was pulled up, revealing the young and thin abdominal muscles.

Qi Tingguan was speechless, walked over to wrap his arms around his legs, and directly lifted him down.

"Top student, where's your common sense in life?" The man sighed sadly, raised his hand and pressed the auxiliary button on the wall, and the alarm that resounded through the villa finally stopped.

Bai Yumiao blushed and said, "My mother, why are there so many traps in your house? It scares me to death."

"Do you know there is something called a range hood?" the man asked calmly.

Bai Yumiao choked for a moment, "I seem to know."

The next second, a chestnut hit his head, and he narrowed his eyes in pain, but the man lowered his head and kissed the place where he had hit.

"Is the oil booming?"

Bai Yumiao licked the corner of his mouth, a little regretful, "No."

The man laughed angrily at him, rubbed his forehead and said, "Don't cook, don't cook for the rest of your life, please."

Bai Yumiao nodded sadly, watched the man cook the eggs again, and then sat silently back at the table where he was waiting to eat.

"You said..." He said with a little guilty conscience: "Could the fire brigade be on the way... It's been calling for a while, maybe three minutes?"

The man said seriously while grinding black pepper: "Then it depends on fate."

He said calmly: "If this incident becomes a hot search, I may press you on the range hood and kiss you to death."

Bai Yumiao paused, his expression relaxed.

He drank the finished coffee cheekily, and muttered, "That's okay."

This wave is fine.

Qi Tingguan drove his own Aston Martin, which can adjust all the glass to one-sided reflective, to send Boss Bai to work.

The car stayed in the underground garage for quite a while. After getting out of the car, Bai Yumiao went directly into the president's special elevator wearing sunglasses, and carefully adjusted his cuffs and tie against the glass.

As usual, Martin waited attentively at the elevator entrance. Bai Yumiao liked the wink of this man the most. After receiving the notice, he waited longer than usual and didn't ask any more questions. He naturally greeted him with a smile: "Everyone is here, Today's meeting will mainly report to you the market activities in the next quarter, and we have made an estimate for the profit space of the new noble membership products."

Bai Yumiao smiled lightly, "It seems that you have a lot of shadows about me pointing at Lisa's nose and scolding her for not understanding finances."

Martin bowed his head humbly, "Where, I'm living to learn, and life is not only progressing."

Bai Yumiao laughed, and asked casually, "What's she doing in that small A-round company? By the way, what's the name of that little crappy company?"

"Rhino shopping." Martin rubbed his hands, "Hey, she was bullied by you, and it seems that she didn't go to Rhino. Don't you know Lisa, who takes her face higher than the sky and feels that she is really A sword is a real gun, how can it stand the contempt of others."

Bai Yumiao asked, "If you don't go to the rhinoceros, where will you go?"

"I don't know..." Martin hesitated, and said, "There are a lot of rumors in the market, and there may be many choices, and it hasn't been finalized yet."

Bai Yumiao chuckled and repeated: "Many choices..."

He is skeptical of that claim.

He has never been a kind master, and he is even more cruel when he treats people he hates.He didn't suppress the matter of firing people face to face, but instead used it to build his prestige, which has long been spread in the industry.A big factory that wants to show face will not want Lisa, and Lisa is unwilling to go to a small factory after being teased by him.There are two blocks at the front and back, and it is almost inevitable for this person to change industries.

Bai Yumiao pushed open the door of the meeting room vigorously, and said casually in a low voice, "Pay attention. If she doesn't pick her feet at home, please let me know."

Qi Tingguan’s endorsement of Hungry Undead was officially announced this morning, and the real-time member purchase volume has soared to a record high, and the Hungry Undead app has reached the top of the corresponding lists of several major mobile phone stores.

Martin impassionedly commented on the numbers scrolling on the big screen, stood up and let go of his mind, and said: "Sales data, public opinion data, stock index signals...all indicators are better than expected! Let us all in the marketing department stand up together, Worship President Bai for his great decision-making against all odds!"

Everyone was about to stand up when Bai Yumiao put the spinning pen on the table and said, "Come on, don't do these useless things."

As he spoke, he glanced at Martin, "Show me some of the simplicity of an Internet company, with all the gaudy things every day, leading the entire marketing department to think you're selling shampoo quickly?"

Martin's expression changed, and he cleaned up the oil on his face as quickly as possible, then lowered his head and said, "Boss Bai is right."

Bai Yumiao said: "The three fires of the new official's appointment have been ignited. Please inform me later that the monthly reward for all those who can't die of starvation will be doubled. I reward you for your support and hard work during these days."

The people at the conference table straightened their backs and their eyes lit up when they heard the words.

Mr. Bai smiled very gracefully, "The Bai family has a big business, and I can't just focus on the starving family. The company is getting on the right track, and I will call me when there are major decisions in the future. In small matters, I still adhere to the old style of being starving. We make our own decisions. During this period of time, I have managed the company a little bit more strictly, which is really a helpless move to gain power, I hope you don’t find it annoying.”

He paused, and said seriously: "It's true that Immortal belongs to the Bai family, but the company does not emphasize personality worship, and does not depend on the general manager's personal will. I hope you can work with peace of mind and concentrate on it."

Everyone said: "Yes, Mr. Bai."

Satisfied after Bai Yumiao's lecture, he easily took the mouse to click on Weibo on the big screen to check the comments under the official endorsement.

The middle and high-level members of various departments sat down and watched with him seriously.

[Lying in a big trough, Qi Bai CP sends sugar to death every day! 】

[Yesterday's tablemate persuaded me to drink and the sugar hasn't melted yet, here we go again! 】

[Who is the boss?Who is Party A?I'm confused...]

[I understand, the two want to complicate their relationship to death, and they have been entangled like this for no end! 】

Bai Yumiao was delighted to see it, and giggled several times.

Everyone in the marketing department laughed out loud when the boss knocked on the CP of himself and the spokesperson alone, and showed hesitation.

Martin stared at everyone and made me laugh!

So Bai Yumiao was sliding the mouse down when he suddenly heard a burst of embarrassing laughter coming from behind him.

"Hahaha……"

"Hey... hey..."

"Hehe...hehe..."

He was startled, turned his head abruptly, and said dissatisfiedly, "Are you sick?"

Everyone: "..."

Bai Yumiao frowned, "Is it interesting to knock on the CP of your boss and spokesperson?"

Everyone: "..."

"Really..." Bai Yumiao closed the page in dissatisfaction, rolled his eyes, and said again: "I think the hype of this endorsement can be a little bigger, the more explosive it is, the more money you can make. You"

He ordered at Martin's table, and Martin felt a beer belly, "Yes!"

Bai Yumiao: "Let the public relations department post some ambiguous posts, euphemistically reveal the sympathy between Qi Tingguan and me, and sing the praises of the new socialist trend of honesty and friendship."

"Also, why didn't the little leopard ornament that I photographed for more than 200 million yuan yesterday not be uploaded on the Internet? I gave it to Qi Tingguan. I dote on my spokesperson so much. How can this kind of thing be kept from the world?"

Bai Yumiao thought for a while and made a decision, "Try to find a way to spread this matter, don't mention that I gave Qi Tingguan a gift. There is a little leopard on the cover of his Weibo, let the fans guess for themselves. Give the fans half an hour, half an hour to guess." If you can’t come out, you can buy a few marketing accounts to give some inspiration.”

Martin complained wildly in his heart: Isn't this carrying private goods?Did you just say that it doesn't depend on the general manager's personal will?

But he smiled with tears in his eyes, swallowed the words, and only said: "I promise to complete the task!"

Bai Yumiao dismissed the meeting and received a text message from a man saying that the December cover of "Feng Li" was basically settled, and he will go to shoot next week.

Bai Yumiao said hello and added a word of hard work.

The man's voice came over, "Today, the Internet is cracking candy again. If you have time, please post a few hot comments under the official announcement and interact with everyone."

With a thick skin, Bai Yumiao decided to hide the fact that he took the lead in spreading sugar on Weibo.

He calmly said as if nothing happened: "The whole network is cracking sugar, what am I talking about?"

Qi Tingguan: "Whatever, after a hot search, get close to the fans as usual, and just don't respond directly to our relationship."

Bai Yumiao let out a cry.

He was going to make a feasibility report in the afternoon, and the report was in a hurry. He casually clicked on Weibo, wanting to reply to some popular comments, but found that he couldn't choose after looking through them.

Everyone is cute, enthusiastic, and working hard.

Choose me choose me choose me!

Bai Yumiao hesitated for a while, then simply clicked on the last live broadcast room and started the broadcast.

He used his mobile phone to live broadcast very unprofessionally, and did not open a high-load live broadcast line in advance, considering setting an extra limit of 100 million people for the room.

The quota of 100 million is already full after adjusting the camera to point at your hand.

In the shot is Bai Yumiao's desk, a pair of slender white hands resting on the keyboard, moving on the touchpad, tapping the keyboard occasionally.

Bai Yumiao casually opened a public financial report of Hongde Real Estate, and said hello, "Hi, everyone."

The barrage is madly brushed.

【I go!I got on the last bus! 】

【I am not wrong, right?Bai Shao is broadcasting live in the company? 】

[Exciting, exciting, even though you can't see anything, it's still exciting! 】

[Xiaobai, what the hell is going on with Brother Guan, you made me cry so sweetly]

Bai Yumiao distractedly glanced at the barrage while working, and wrote lightly: "Oh, the boss asked me to respond to the spokesperson's question. There are too many popular comments, so I will just say a few words during the live broadcast."

He raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, "Only for 10 minutes, there is still work in the afternoon."

[Is this watch a bit like Brother Guan's? 】

[It's all Vacheron Constantin black gold inheritance!Xiaobai is wearing a female style. 】

【I see……】

【I also know...】

Bai Yumiao smiled triumphantly behind the camera, but his tone was rather helpless, "You know what? My dad gave me the watch several years ago, and I didn't even know Qi Tingguan at that time."

【Aw... that's it...】

[That's also very fateful! 】

【I just thought that Bai always came to show us the watch, hahaha】

Bai Yumiao: "No, actually I want to tell you about the southwest mountainous area."

[Southwestern mountain area? 】

【What? 】

Bai Yumiao turned his head to look at the question marks rolling past on the screen, changed his tone a little solemnly, and roughly described the hard life of poor children in yesterday's documentary.

He sighed, "Yesterday, I conducted donations and charity auctions as the general manager of Undead Hungry and artist Bai Yumiao respectively, but I still feel that my strength is limited. So I would like to tell everyone that if you have unused clothes and books, don't Throw it away and send it to children in impoverished mountainous areas."

He paused for a while, and said: "Or just stay for a while, and I will let the hungry do it later, collect everyone's old things and donate them together. Of course, as event prizes, those who donate love can get some takeaway red envelopes .”

[Xiaobai is so nice. 】

【Yeah, I see!I don't throw away useless things. 】

[It's great not to die of hunger, with Xiaobai as the general manager. 】

Bai Yumiao smiled and said nothing. After watching the bullet screen for a long time, he finally saw one that stepped into his language trap.

[Did donations and charity auctions?What did you shoot yesterday, and how much? 】

"Good question, my friend." Bai Yumiao tapped his fingers on the keyboard and sighed, "I took a picture of a jade carving yesterday, so I won't say how much it cost, but it just so happened that I wanted that piece too. The auctioneer raised the price several times, and I lost money."

Young Master Bai has no burden, and frankly confesses to everyone: "It's only been two months since I took over the company, and I'm still brazen enough to spend my dad's money."

A barrage of well-meaning [23333] rolled across the barrage, and someone said: [Then you don’t need to shoot, the money has been donated, and there is no need to split yourself into two identities and spend two shares of money. 】

[That's right, no one's money comes from strong winds, and rich people have no obligation to do charity to death. 】

Bai Yumiao raised the corners of his lips contentedly, but unfortunately, the angle of the camera couldn't capture his cunning at the moment.

He sighed, "It's not for the sake of shooting, I really like that thing, it looks good."

[A decoration, what else can it do besides displaying it? 】

Bai Yumiao smiled deeply, and wrote lightly in an extremely natural tone: "Give it to someone."

"Hey, the secretary called me, I'm going offline first. Goodbye everyone, old things and books are waiting to participate in the charity recycling of starving to death!"

After Bai Yumiao finished speaking, he ignored the "Who are you sending it to?" that filled the screen, and turned off the live broadcast without saying a word.

There is no need to buy a marketing account, and tens of thousands of dollars are left for hype expenses for this huge company.

Bai Yumiao was in a good mood, whistling and picked up a few key data from the financial report of the Hong Group, and writing the report with gusto, the phone rang.

He glanced at the incoming call, hooked his lips into a smile, and picked up the phone.

"You bastard." Qi Tingguan scolded with a smile, "Get me into trouble, aren't you?"

"No." Bai Yumiao blinked, "Sharing the little beauty in life with fans, how much I dote on fans."

"You don't come here." The man sighed and said with emotion: "Two days ago when you sat in front of the camera, you blushed when you made fun of us on the barrage. Are you a little too adaptable, kid? You started to take the initiative so soon Produce food, shamelessly start to add drama to yourself?"

Bai Yumiao chuckled, raised his hand to turn off the daily monitoring switch in the office, and whispered into the phone: "Everything happened too fast in the past two days, didn't I not react yet?"

"Let's talk about it again." He said cheekily, "You've already told me, and if I pretend not to know each other, it's too unkind, isn't it?"

"Senior leads Xiaobai to break through himself every day, Xiaobai must come from behind."

"Bai Yumiao." Qi Tingguan gritted his teeth, "You just owe repairs."

Bai Yumiao chuckled, "Come here, I'm waiting for you on the top floor."

No one on either end of the line spoke anymore, but neither of them wanted to hang up.

After a while, the man whispered softly: "Turn on the speakerphone, you are busy with your work, and I have something to attend to."

"Okay." Bai Yumiao lightly turned on the speakerphone and put the phone aside.

The man was probably in the studio. There were footsteps in the background on the phone, and Hao Tu could occasionally be heard joking with some assistants.The printer hummed, but Bai Yumiao worked more steadily and focused under the white noise.

Three hours later, he faxed the feasibility report to Lao Bai and picked up the phone.

"My dad may call, I'll hang up first, see you later."

Qi Tingguan didn't speak for three hours, but quickly replied: "Okay."

Bai Yumiao hummed and hung up the phone.

What he expected was right, within 5 minutes after the fax was sent, Lao Bai's call came in.

Bai Tingwei: "I thought what you were going to do was a feasibility report on the acquisition of Hongde, but in the report you used several data to tell me that Hongde is not worth acquiring. What do you mean?"

Bai Yumiao had foreseen his father's dissatisfaction for a long time, and said smoothly: "Hongde is a veteran player in the real estate industry, and can almost represent the entire ecology of China's real estate industry. However, its various businesses have not been strong in recent years. Have you ever thought about it?" Why?"

Lao Bai was taken aback, then laughed angrily, "Are you asking me?"

Bai Yumiao smiled, "Because the housing concepts and needs of the main force of new housing users have changed, the old players can't keep up with the market demand, and the entire market is in a downturn."

"Dad, I want to try to spread the centralized rental apartments that have long been popular abroad in first- and second-tier cities, covering the high, middle and low markets. This market is not yet mature in China, and only Regent has made little progress in the mid-to-high-end segment. Regent is Hongde’s competitor, but its asset scale is not comparable to Hongde’s, and the new market is powerless and stretched.”

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and Bai Tingwei turned the report to the next few pages, thoughtfully, "You want to take advantage of Lijing's first-mover advantage to take this piece of cake down."

Bai Yumiao said with a smile: "To be precise, invest in Regent, help them develop new markets, and go straight to Hongde. Hasn't Hongde been spending money as a renting agent for the past two years? I will make him lose everything. "

Chairman Bai pondered for a full 10 minutes, went through all the detailed data in the report that he hadn't had time to read just now, and said, "Let me think about it again. Your Uncle Gu has done real estate in the United States and understands market risks better. I Ask him for his opinion, too."

"Don't!" Bai Yumiao suddenly remembered four years ago, beside the high-speed rail carriage, a man he had never met before was arguing with him about the unreliability of celebrity commercialization with a righteous face.

As a result, people started to do it themselves as soon as they slapped their buttocks.

Bai Yumiao let out a sigh: "Dad, let me tell you, there are so many mallets in this world, and the more reliable ones are, the more untrustworthy they are. Unless you sleep next to your pillow, you still have to keep a stick." careful."

After he finished persuading this sentence, unexpectedly, Lao Bai sharply changed the subject and asked, "Sleeping?"

Bai Yumiao: "..."

Lao Bai stood up, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and said, "Bai Yumiao, explain to me where your insight came from."