Wang Xuanxian had no choice but to step forward and twist the lid of the mineral water for Lin Jianqi, Lin Jianqi took a sip of the mineral water, put it aside and continued to write, Zhang Mian came out after freshening up, and saw Wang Xuanxian who came back at a glance, and glared at Wang Xuanxian with an unhappy face, the latter was naturally not to be outdone, raised his pink chin and glared back. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Lin Jianqi suddenly interrupted writing, looking meditative, Wang Junxian and Zhang Meng, who were fighting with their eyebrows, hurriedly held their breath, they didn't want to interrupt Lin Jianqi's train of thought.

I saw Lin Jianqi pull out a piece of white paper, take out a pencil from the pen holder, spin quickly between his fingers, suddenly stopped, and began to sketch quickly on the white paper, Zhang Meng and Wang Junxian looked at it fixedly.

I saw a woman in ancient costume in plain clothes leaping onto the paper, only to see her holding a broken paper umbrella, turning her head and staring, her white clothes fluttering, her hair fluttering in the wind, and the appearance of the city and the country. After Lin Jianqi finished painting, he mentioned the poem on the right: "Inch by inch green silk sorrow - Nie Xiaoqian"

"Zhang Mian, take it to the clothing department and rush to make it overnight!" Lin Jianqi handed it to Zhang Mian casually.

"Yes, I'll do it right away. Zhang Miao picked up Lin Jianqi's painting with both hands, and walked outside while looking at it intently, this painting is really good, no wonder Lin Jianqi is respected as the master of comics by the comic industry.

"I'll go with you. Wang Junxian wanted to look at that painting again, the painting just now obviously painted himself, but he was really so beautiful, so that he couldn't help but fall into it.

"No, I don't. Zhang Meng glared at Wang Xuanxian, he hadn't settled accounts with her just now.

Zhang Meng walked out quickly, and closed the door gently when he went out, Wang Xuanxian stomped his feet angrily, turned around and looked again, Lin Jianqi painted characters one by one, there was a rough bearded man with a big sword - Yan Chixia, a delicate jade-faced scholar - Ning Caichen, there was no longer Nie Xiaoqian who painted himself, Wang Junxian unconsciously approached again, and was accidentally hugged into his arms by Lin Jianqi again, and climbed her breast peak with his left hand.

"Hey......" Wang Junxian sighed, helplessly letting Lin Jianqi's strange hands do it, she had no choice, and Lin Jianqi didn't know where to learn this bad habit.

Zhang Meng took the painting to the costume department by elevator, suddenly glanced at the painting in his hand with a deep groan, took a detour to the copy room to make two copies, carefully put the original work into his file folder, and rushed to the costume department with a copy of the painting.

Wang Xuanxian waited for Zhang Mian angrily, seeing that she was still holding a painting in her hand, he hurriedly stretched out his right hand to her, Zhang Mian sneered, and looked at Wang Xuanxian's right chest that was wantonly kneaded by Lin Jianqi in his clothes.

"Bring it!" Wang Junxian whispered with an unkind face.

Zhang Meng snorted lightly and put a copy of Nie Xiaoqian's painting on the table, Wang Junxian hurriedly and carefully took it, only to see that she was holding a broken paper umbrella in the painting, turning her head and staring, her white clothes fluttering, and her hair fluttering in the wind. It makes people's hearts tremble, huh? How is this a copy? Wang Xuanxian glared at Zhang Mian.

"What about paintings?" asked Wang Junxian in a low voice.

"Isn't it?" Zhang Mian looked innocent.

"I'm asking about the original, the one Lin Sheng just painted!" Wang Xuanxian said excitedly.

"In the clothing department, they are rushing to work!" Zhang Mian said calmly.

Wang Xuanxian glared at Zhang Mian helplessly, and said in his heart that he had waited for Lin Jianqi's favor, and he would definitely let him expel this Zhang Mian and get the painting back.

"Call it a day!" Lin Jianqi shouted, stretched and threw the pen behind him, Wang Xuanxian, who had been relieved, just wanted to get up, and kept it as it was when he thought of something.

"Aqi, I'm torturing to death for your writing!" Wang Juexian said coquettishly and squeamishly hugged Lin Jianqi's neck.

Zhang Meng secretly said that it was not good, and hung his head uneasily.

"Ah, why did I say that my thoughts suddenly surged, it turned out that you were helping me, what reward do you want?" Lin Jianqi laughed heartily.

Zhang Meng Lin Jianqi originally didn't plan to touch, but according to his think tank investigation, a commercial spy was frantically pursuing Zhang Mian, and had just confirmed a relationship with her.

"I want to ......" Wang Junxian looked at Zhang Meng with unkind eyes, and just wanted to speak, Lin Jianqi sniffed at her.

"No, why doesn't the person who inspired me just now seem to be the smell of you!" Lin Jianqi frowned and said suspiciously, causing Wang Xuanxian to choke back at the words that came to his mouth.

Wang Xuanxian secretly said that there was only the secretary Zhang Meng in this room besides her, Lin Jianqi did hug Zhang Meng for a while just now, wasn't it the inspiration that Zhang Meng gave him just now?

Zhang Meng was nervous, hearing Lin Jianqi's words, his heart moved, and he blushed and looked up at Lin Jianqi with a fast heartbeat.

"Ah Qi, Zhang Mian was rude to me just now!" Wang Xuanxian saw that Lin Jianqi was suspicious and wanted to look at Zhang Mian, and hurriedly forked the road.

"How is it possible, Zhang Meng has always been very serious in her work, and she is also very cultured and polite, you must be bullying her!" Lin Jianqi said unmoved.

"Do you want her or me?" Wang Xuanxian pursed his mouth and said negatively.

"How do you say this, I don't want anyone, get up, let's go to dinner, it's past 11 o'clock? Zhang Mian, let's go to the Wanguo Food Court on the 5th floor to eat, and then send you home. Lin Jianqi picked up Wang Junxian and said to Zhang Meng.

"You're welcome, Lin Dong, I'll take a taxi. Zhang Mian said a little lonely.

Zhang Meng secretly glared at Wang Junxian, secretly hating the other party for interrupting Lin Jianqi's speculation, although she has a boyfriend, but if she can catch up with Lin Jianqi, a great talent, she can let go of anything.

"What other buses are there so late, wait for me to wash up. After Lin Jianqi finished speaking, he got up and went to the bathroom in the lounge.

As soon as Lin Jianqi left, Wang Juexian and Zhang Meng immediately became cold, and their swords were tense.

"You wait, I'll let Azzie fire you. Wang Xuanxian said with a calm face.

"It's just a play, what's crazy, how many days do we ATV go out in a day for a woman like you?" Zhang Mian hugged his shoulders and snorted coldly.

"You! You're a little secretary, Ah Qi will definitely listen to me, and let you get out of ATV when the time comes!" Wang Xuanxian said angrily.

"Be careful, I report to Chairman Zhao Yazhi, saying that you seduced Lin Dong and forced me to leave, she will definitely sweep you out of the house, so that you don't have to mess up in Hong Kong!" Zhang Meng is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he poked Wang Xuanxian's weakness.

No matter how favored Wang Junxian is, he can't resist Zhao Yazhi, the whole of Hong Kong knows that Zhao Yazhi is Lin Jianqi's woman, and Zhao Yazhi, as the chairman of ATV, is a top figure in the Hong Kong entertainment industry, Lin Jianqi is even more obedient to her, and she is obedient, if she and Lin Jianqi's affairs are known by Zhao Yazhi, maybe she will really do that, then she will face unimaginable suppression, Lin Jianqi may not be able to protect herself, even Taiwan may not be able to stay.

"You, you wait!" Wang Jue's chest rose and fell.

"I will, see who has the last laugh!" Zhang Meng hugged his shoulders and sneered.