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With the arrival of a new day, Tan Qing decided to abandon her husband and abandon her son to resume work.

He held a small bag of his own luggage, looked around at the hallway for a while, pursing his lips, and said, "He Mingyu, I'm going to earn money to support my family."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu took the wallet from the table and took out a card from it.

Tan Qing was very cooperative and stretched out his hand towards He Mingyu. Seeing that it was about to be enough, He Mingyu took his hand and lifted the card again.

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing felt angrily that He Mingyu had deteriorated recently.

He Mingyu lowered his head slightly and said flatly: "If someone in the group bullies you again and kills him with money, do you know?"

Killed with money?

Can bite people, beat people, eat people, but don’t know how to use money to smash people. Tan Qing stared up and looked up to He Mingyu with admiration: "Did you change the money for gold bars and throw him on the head?"

He Mingyu glanced at Tan Qing, and smiled unconsciously on his lips: "Want to learn?"

Tan Qing's little chicken talks about rice: "Think about it!"

He Mingyu: "Call me when you are in the group, and then teach you."

Tan Qing: "Oh..."

Tan Qing, who had not succeeded in stealing the teacher, carried her little suitcase and was sent to the international airport by He Mingyu.

Tan Qing was about to push the door to get out of the car.

I saw a group of people who didn't know whether it was a fan or a scalper, wiping the car door that had just opened a gap and ran in a direction desperately.

Since the incident of Ran Anluo broke out, he and Tan Qing, a smashing traffic youth group, were once again brought to people's attention by the marketing account.

The two teenagers who had agreed with their fans to grow up together ended up not only falling apart, but also full of hatred.

The public seems to have a natural sympathy for the weak and the victims, but they will not pay attention to whether the victims need this sympathy.

Ran Anluo plots a car accident and tries to win over Ji Yanxiu to obtain resources.

They continued to buy the navy and marketing numbers, all sorts of low-profile talks.

Internet public opinion became more and more chaotic. Later, some netizens even suspected that Tan Qing and He Mingyu's scandal, Ran Anluo originally wanted to go on her own.

In an accident, it was cheaper than Tan Qing.

It's just that there is no evidence for this statement, and the media never dared to offend He Mingyu.

And Tan Qing's Weibo comments that have not been updated in hundreds of years have added more than 100,000 more.

The fans who had disappeared seemed to have all been found back overnight, and they brushed Tan Qing's beauty in the comments, and began to describe how much he supported him.

All in all, Tan Qing now is simply a white lotus blooming in the public eye.

So much so that entertainment reporters are always expecting Tan Qing to come up with something unexpected.

Tan Qing carefully retracted her head into the car and looked around for a while.

Those fans and Yuji rushed past the car, obviously not finding Tan Qing in the car and He Mingyu sitting in the driver's seat.

Tan Qing took another look, and saw the light cards they were holding from the hands of the last few fans who ran over.

Then he turned his head and poked He Mingyu: "Look, you see! In the message sent to me by the director, Xin Nan Er is the name!"

He Mingyu looked towards Tan Qing's direction: "He Yao, two sounds."

Tan Qing nodded, and said with great effort: "Hmm, remember!"

He Mingyu stretched out Tan Qing's clothes and said, "I asked the staff to take you through the aisle. You can board the plane directly. If you encounter Yuji scalpers and fans, don't answer any of their questions, you know? "

Tan Qing blinked obediently: "Good godfather!"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu looked at Tan Qing helplessly: "And that He Yao, I can't remember where I heard this name. Don't go too close to him."

Tan Qing: "Good!"

He Mingyu finished his instructions, paused slightly, and beckoned to Tanqing: "Come here."

Tan Qing thought He Mingyu was going to give him something fun, so he happily moved herself over: "What is it-um..."

He Mingyu raised Tan Qing's chin, bowed his head and kissed it.

In terms of vital capacity, President He Ba is obviously much better than Tan Qing.

He kissed until Tan Qing put his hand on He Mingyu's chest, breathless, and was released.

The man's voice was obviously dumb, but he abruptly endured it, and reopened the door lock: "Go."

Tan Qing: "...huh."

The kissed Tan Qing wiped her mouth, and got out of the car with her face full of displeasure, and was taken into the exclusive passage by the staff waiting outside.

He Mingyu waited until Tan Qing's figure disappeared before turning back to the front of the car and dialing Lin Yu.

At this time, Lin Yu had arrived on time.

And, together with the directors of various departments who arrived on duty on time and prepared to continue, they waited in the meeting room for the arrival of the boss.

The boss who has always arrived early did not advance today.

Nor is it on time.

The boss is late.

The boss is twenty minutes late.

The boss' call is coming!

The directors of various departments subconsciously sat up straight and straightened their waists, looking at Lin Yu with solemn eyes.

Lin Yu: "..."

Lin Yu answered the phone: "Boss, good morning."

He Mingyu said: "All the department directors have arrived?"

Lin Yu hurriedly said: "Yes, boss, all departments are already in place in the conference room."

He Mingyu exclaimed, "You can turn on the hands-free directly."

Lin Yu: "..."

Lin Yu replied respectfully, then quietly moved the mobile phone away from her ear, gestured to the directors of the various departments, and turned on the hands-free mobile phone.

He Mingyu's cold voice came from the receiver: "Morning, everyone."

Then he gave a very deliberately slightly, "I just went to send my lover to work, and I was late this morning, sorry."

Lin Yu: "..."

Directors of various departments: "..."

The leaders of the various departments that He's handed out were either domestically graduated from abroad or had a bachelor's degree abroad, and they were all top talents.

Even if the boss said no matter how euphemistic, no matter how subtle, no matter how cryptic.

Everyone sitting was forced to taste the taste of dog food.

Too tired.

Suddenly panicked.

Suddenly.

It's unbearable.

In a silent atmosphere.

It was Lin Yu who reacted the fastest and said to the phone: "It's okay, boss, and the directors didn't wait long. They asked you not to worry. You can come back two hours later."

It happened to hit a red light.

He Mingyu stopped the car and thought for a while and said, "Let's do it, I invite everyone to have breakfast, and I will apologize for being late."

Everyone: "..."

Joined for so many years.

The directors who had never had the breakfast that the boss invited were stunned.

In front of the directors who had obviously lost to He Mingyu's jumping thinking, in order not to let the situation fall into an awkward situation.

Lin Yu's mind is running fast, trying hard to keep up with his boss's thinking that he has fallen into love recently: "Boss, you are too polite, how is this embarrassing..."

The red light jumps to green.

He Mingyu started the car: "Yes, I have already booked it. Wait for you to go downstairs and take the distribution to the whole company."

Lin Yu: "..."

and many more.

Company-wide? ? ?

Before Lin Yu could react, He Mingyu had hung up the phone.

The director of the marketing department is a 30-year-old imperial sister. She has a sexy, beautiful face and a hot, maroon wave. She put a thick pile of information on the table: "Lin Tezhu, you tell us the truth. , Boss, is this just falling in love? Or how are you going to drop it?"

Another director of the technical department was in his early forties, and followed: "Assistant Lin, you let us see the boss's Weibo. We also read it. But isn't that a man? What can I see!"

Lin Yu: "..."

The director of the public relations department is the youngest, less than thirty, and looks soft and weak. At this time, he covered his mouth and sneered: "Director Yang, are you all straight guys doing programs? What's wrong with the guys."

The plaid shirt director of the technical department who is over forty years old looked dazed: "How did those two men give birth to babies and get married..."

Lin Yu interrupted him: "Listen to my advice to Director Yang. If you don't want your boss to let your plan go back to work, don't make this statement in front of the boss. Okay, let's not say it. Breakfast is here. , I'll go down and have a look."

technical director:"……"

Twenty minutes later.

He's head office.

Going up to the directors of various departments and down to the floor security and cleaning staff, everyone received a loving compensation breakfast from He Dong.

A kfc family bucket.

One bucket per person.

There was not enough supply in one store, and there were more than 30 food delivery staff from each store.

Ten minutes passed.

No one in the company knows no one knows--

Their immediate boss was late for work today.

Why are you late?

Because I was delayed in sending my lover to work.

The name is Love Breakfast.

It's actually a ton of dog food.

They also force employees to eat happily, eat happily, and share what they eat with the boss’s heart-jumping mood.

When he returned to the special assistance office with his own bucket and family bucket.

Lin Yu felt a delicate balance in his heart.

Probably because he was finally not the only one injured.

It's so happy.

Lin Yu faintly opened a bottle of Happy Fat House water in the family bucket, and took a sip in a suit and leather shoes.

The scent of fried chicken diffused in He's office building. He Mingyu, who drove back from the airport, finally stepped into his office from the president's elevator.

Lin Yu closed the coke lid, wiped his hands, and brought the compiled information of today into the office and showed it to He Mingyu: "Boss, you need your signature here."

He Mingyu took it and put it aside, took the pen again, and wrote two words on a piece of a4 paper: "You help me check this person."

Lin Yu looked at the piece of paper and said, "He Yao?"

He Mingyu raised his head slightly: "Know?"

Lin Yu nodded: "Boss, this is your fourth uncle's cousin. You should be able to see him once or twice during the funeral of the old man and the He family party."

He Mingyu put down his pen: "I remember. Didn't he just return to China? Why did he become a star?"

Lin Yu recalled for a few seconds, and hesitated: "It seems that the old man left your fourth uncle a cultural industry company, but the paper media has been in a slump in the past few years..."

He Mingyu said: "So he switched to the entertainment industry?"

Lin Yu: "Yes. It may be because the company has just been transforming and needs urgent attention, so I created an idol promotion event. You said that He Yao is the most popular candidate for solo debut."

He Mingyu frowned: "Solo debut?"

Lin Yu changed a simple and straightforward translation: "I made my solo debut, so I suddenly gained such an overwhelming popularity."

After speaking.

Lin Yu looked at He Mingyu's expression, and then said: "Boss, I heard that he is the new male second who replaced Ran Anluo in Mr. Tan's crew... Do you think the production crew is because of your relationship... …"