The situation on Weibo was quickly reversed, and there were not many people discussing whether Mu Sheng was ** anymore, but discussing who Mu Sheng's rumored boyfriend was?

Call me Her Royal Highness the Queen: I feel like a model, this height, this long legs, it's not that a model can't say it.

Gamu: But there are not many Chinese male models who have developed in France, this little brother is so handsome, it's impossible that we don't know!

The first nine years of standing: I have already built a CP group, and the group number is the fan camp!

Nie Qing looked at the direction of the wind on Weibo, and was satisfied to transfer the fee to the head of the water army, but according to the news found out this time, this incident should be the ghost of Ji Qingqing's woman!

As for how to repay her? Nie Qing held his chin and thought about it, and soon, his lips opened slightly, "I thought of it." Softly, with a bit of ill will.

Carl, who happened to see this scene sideways, felt his heart beat faster again, this little wild cat, why is he smiling so sultry?

His little heart was about to be unbearable! Carl secretly clutched his chest and looked at Nie Qing blankly.

When Nie Qing turned his head to look, he saw Carl holding his heart like a sick girl, looking at him stupidly.

Nie Qing frowned, and it was rare to say that he cared about his colleague, "What's wrong with you?"

"Ah, you care about me?" Karl came back to his senses, and his heart fluttered a little when he heard this.

Nie Qing looked at Carl who was smirking, feeling that his first impression of him was about to collapse, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "You didn't tell me about it." ”

As he spoke, he picked up his phone and walked to the side of the conference room, sat in the empty conference room, and made a mysterious phone call.

In China, the lights are still on in the conference room of "Banana Daily", and there are seven or eight people sitting in it, and Zhang Dongshui is also among them, sitting next to the chairman's seat.

Sitting on the chairman's seat was Huang Duojin, the boss of "Banana Daily", "Dongshui, you have done a really good job this time! Wait for me to give you a raise tomorrow!"

Zhang Dongshui pushed his glasses and said with a smile, "It's just my own job, not as good as the editor-in-chief." ”

The content of the speech is modest, but the tone is a bit of pride and contempt for someone.

Chen Wenhe, the editor-in-chief sitting opposite, looked to be in his 50s, with neatly combed silver hair, a pair of black-framed reading glasses, and a Mao suit, with a bit of a literati temperament.

At this time, there was a little worry and anxiety on his face, Chen Wenhe looked at the content of today's newspaper, the eye-catching headline, and the content with strong guidance, and couldn't help frowning.

"Dongshui, aren't you afraid of coming to the door if you write like this?"

"Hahaha, editor-in-chief, what kind of newspaper are we? Entertainment news newspapers! Everyone knows that entertainment news cannot be trusted, and it is impossible for the top to come to the door because of this kind of thing!"

"Yes, Wenhe, you're still too bold!" Huang Duojin echoed on the side.

Chen Wenhe listened to the words of these two people, and sighed secretly in his heart, there is nothing that can be done now.

Huang Duojin looked at the people on the left and right, thinking of today's sales volume, and couldn't help but sigh, Dongshui can still write, if it is for Chen Wenhe, probably he will not be able to write this kind of news.

Do you want to let Chen Wenhe retire in advance and give Zhang Dongshui a promotion? Huang Duojin touched his chin and squinted his eyes and thought about it.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door to the conference room.

"Knock Knock"

Huang Duojin's train of thought was interrupted, he was displeased, and shouted loudly, "Who, didn't you say that you are not allowed to come and disturb the meeting?"

"No, boss, there's a policeman!"