Dumb painter giants grudge

"Wen Rang, he is a freelance creator." Seeing that something was wrong, Song Li immediately spoke up for Wen Rang.

Akai opened his eyes, "Really! Wen Rang, you are engaged in creation, are you writing?"

Wen Rang shook his head, his face a bit embarrassed.

"No, it's something related to art, isn't it Wen Rang." Song Li kicked A Kai under the seat.

It was only then that Akai came to his senses, and continued to chase after him: "Art is good, it cultivates one's body and mind, and it doesn't need to suffer, it's suitable for us."

"Don't just talk, come, come, drink, let me see if your drinking capacity is worse than before." Song Li raised the bottle and was about to pour the wine.

"Don't put Wen Rang away, you won't come home until you're drunk." Akai pulled Wen Rang over to sit down.

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Jiang Lele watched as Lei Yuan came out of He Shishen's office, followed Lei Yuan for a while, and Jiang Lele didn't turn back until Lei Yuan drove away from the company.

He came to the tea room, made a cup of coffee, walked to the corner of the monitor, poured some powder into the coffee, stirred it quickly, and came out of the corner as if nothing had happened.

It was past eleven o'clock in the evening, and most of the company's employees had already gone home from get off work. Only the lights in the corridor and He Shishen's office were still on.

He Shishen was thinking about how to come out quickly to compete with Song's new generation, and was not satisfied with the several proposals presented below, thinking about how to spend time to even out the heat first.

"Knock knock."

"Mr. He."

Jiang Lele came in with a coffee, He Shishen frowned and asked, "What's the matter? What time is it and I'm still not going back."

"I'm working overtime too. I saw that the lights are still on here, so I'll bring you a cup of coffee to refresh you." Jiang Lele brought the coffee to He Shishen.

He Shishen didn't look at him, but continued to look at the computer, "If you're not in good health, you don't need to work overtime, and your position doesn't need to work overtime to this point. Go back."

"President He is taking it lightly. Although I don't have a high position, I know a lot." Jiang Lele put one hand on the table and leaned forward slightly.

"What do you mean by that?" He Shishen looked up at Jiang Lele.

Jiang Lele snorted, "The opposite company has changed the packaging, and they have done a lot of work on bloggers' attention. It seems that they have given up on the classic template after all and gained a temporary benefit, but smart Mr. He, would you believe it? Are they really going to follow this pattern?"

He Shishen's brain was running fast, and he had thought about what Jiang Lele said, but since today he has been thinking about how to fight, and he hasn't thought of anything else.

"You mean, their new concept is just to divide the attention of the market and make us mess up." He Shishen will figure out something now.

Jiang Lele applauded, "As expected of Mr. He, that's what I mean. The new generation of the Song family gambled on the appearance, as if a certain big-name product suddenly launched a limited edition, and then never sold it again to play hunger marketing Drama, this method seems to have a lot of benefits, but it is actually a short-term path, Mr. He, do you understand?"

He Shishen had to agree with Jiang Lele's conjecture, "Of course I understand, but how did you know?"

"Naturally I have my contacts, and I have heard a little bit, not to mention that I majored in economics before." Jiang Lele smiled charmingly.

He Shishen didn't have much suspicion, "Okay, I see, you can go back."

"Then Mr. He should go back to rest early, oh, by the way, the coffee is getting cold, remember to drink it." Jiang Lele turned around and said to He Shishen, then turned and left.

He Shishen's thoughts had just been cleared up, so he decided to come up with a strategy tonight, picked up the coffee in hand, and started to drink it.

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Jiang Lele hid in the bathroom to count the time, during which she also received a text message from Song Li.

Song: How's it going? It's almost time to end here.

Jiang: Hurry up, just wait a little longer.

Song: The medicine works for a short time, so take it easy.

Jiang: I know, don't rush, I will go.

Jiang Lele looked at the mirror in the bathroom, and unbuttoned the top two buttons, revealing two bright red marks.

It was the mark that Han Shuo left for him in the office today.

He smiled in the mirror, washed his hands, and went out.

Outside the door, He Shishen could be seen leaning back on the office chair and falling asleep. Jiang Lele looked behind him to make sure that no one would appear suddenly, and immediately entered the door, closing the door behind him.

He Shishen's office was not monitored.

It turned out that Jiang Lele didn't know how to solve the monitoring problem. Since he and Han Shuo did it in the office, he learned from the other party that as long as the money is in place, the monitoring can be manipulated.

Now this situation is almost foolproof for him.

Jiang Lele went over and turned off the lights in the office. Only the light from the computer screen was left in the room. The light reflected He Shishen's handsome face. He patted He Shishen's back lightly and whispered, "Mr. , Mr. He, are you asleep?"

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, he suppressed the tension and excitement in his heart, and unbuttoned the buttons on the other party's chest with very small movements. He wanted to touch the skin with his fingertips, but hesitated again.

Jiang Lele took out her mobile phone, turned on the camera to take a picture, leaned against him, deliberately covered the other's closed eyes with one hand, held up the phone with the other hand, and immediately took several pictures.

In the photo, He Shishen seems to be covering his eyes with great interest, while Jiang Lele is leaning over him with a smile like a flower, their chests are open, and Jiang Lele's fair neckline is still exposed to a striking red.

After taking about a dozen photos, he immediately sent a few to Song Li, who quickly replied OK.

Now that the mission was accomplished, Jiang Lele looked at this perfect opportunity... ready to move.

Compared with the action just now, he is more nervous now. He gently brushes the back of He Shishen's hand with his fingertips, thinking that one day, these hands will be able to hug and hold him down.

Jiang Lele knows that he is not a clean person, and he also wants to keep all his first time and dedicate it to the person in front of him.

But in order to get in front of He Shishen, he sent the interviewer of this company for the first time. He felt that the interviewer was extremely disgusting. He looked gentle on the outside, but in fact he was a scum who could eat both men and women. He was pressed that day. In the other party's car, I felt for the first time what it means to sacrifice one's life for glory.

However, after he successfully entered the company, when the other party came to him again, Jiang Lele finally bit back. At worst, Jiang Lele was just a new employee.

Song Li didn't know what it was, he took the initiative to find Jiang Lele after this incident, and the two teamed up.

As for Han Shuo, Song Li helped him choose him. According to Song Li, he probably saw Han Shuo in a cafe.

Jiang Lele was indeed a Gu master. After two trials in the tea room, he was sure that Han Shuo could do it.

Overtly and covertly, Jiang Lele used the most conventional means to eat the other party in the other party's office.

All of this made Jiang Lele feel sick to herself from time to time, but she comforted herself that it was only a small price.

The price always pays off, such as He Shishen who is within reach.

Jiang Lele rested his hand on He Shishen's shoulder, and moved his face slightly.