Since Nan Shu came to the magazine to deliver a lunch, Fang Minhao's life in the company has obviously become much easier, and the female colleagues who usually like to pester him have automatically retreated, and he finally calmed down.

Of course, Nanshu's arrival in exchange for not only the automatic stay away from female colleagues, but also the envy and jealousy of male colleagues, and even some colleagues asked him to send a few signed photos of Nanshu, the name of Nanshu's Yinyue TV anchor obviously surprised everyone, everyone didn't expect Fang Minhao's girlfriend to be the female anchor of Yinyue Channel, and what they didn't expect was that this female anchor was so beautiful, even more beautiful than all kinds of popular flowers, men, who doesn't want to have a beautiful girlfriend can show off wherever they go, So Fang Minhao became the most glamorous person in the eyes of his male colleagues for a while.

Of course, there are men who envy him, and there are men who make exceptions.

For example, the indifferent editor-in-chief Park Seung-joon upstairs. Fang Minhao sometimes wonders if this Park Seungjun is a normal man, other men can't wait to see Nan Shu's eyes can be stared out, but he looks aloof and aloof, even if a homosexual sees a beautiful woman, he still feels amazing, isn't it? This Park Seung-joon is very perverted.

Fang Minhao was raising his eyes to look at the figure upstairs, and Ying Ying handed over the newly issued sample issue: "Editor Fang, the editor-in-chief is looking for you." ”

Fang Minhao took the magazine and flipped a few pages, "Looking for me?" ”

"It seems to be related to next month's music feature." ”

"Oh, I see. I'll go right over. ”

Ying Ying waved her hand, "Then I'm leaving!" ”

Fang Minhao threw the sample on the table casually, got up and went upstairs.

The frosted glass door of the office was closed, Fang Minhao knocked on the door, and a cold voice came from inside: "Come in." ”

"Editor-in-chief, are you looking for me?" Fang Minhao walked in with an indifferent expression on his face.

Park Seung-joon flipped through the magazine's hand, looked at him with brown eyes through the lenses of his glasses, and then motioned for him to sit down.

Fang Minhao was not polite, and sat on the sofa opposite him, staring at him intently.

"Why are you staring at me?" His unbridled gaze finally made Park Seungjun's eyes look strange.

Fang Minhao spread his hands and said very innocently: "Editor-in-chief, I'm waiting for your instructions!" You came to me, but if you don't have anything, I'll just wait! ”

Park Seung-joon slowly tugged at the corners of his lips and raised a nonchalant smile, "Last month's performance report came out." ”

Fang Minhao looked at him without saying a word, and Park Seungjun asked, "Aren't you curious?" ”

Fang Minhao smiled meaninglessly, "Editor-in-chief, you are obviously asking the guilt of the Xingshi, last month's performance must be wrong, right?" ”

"Clever." Park Seung-joon, "Our magazine has always been No.1 in sales of the same type of magazine, but last month it was occupied by ORD at the top of the list, and we ranked second, and the U.S. headquarters has gotten the news that next month's issue must return to the position of theno.1." ”

"In this case, there should be a plenary meeting, everyone will discuss and express their opinions, the so-called number of people is powerful, what do you mean by looking for me to come alone?" Fang Minhao squinted at him.

Park Seungjun pursed his lips and smiled, not having any dissatisfaction because of Fang Minhao's attitude, he continued: "The plenary meeting has already been held, but you asked for leave and did not attend. ”

Fang Minhao was speechless, "No, why didn't anyone notify me?" I don't know anything. ”

Park Seungjun pulled the tie around his neck and looked at Fang Minhao, "You have always been responsible for the two major sections of music and food, and the hottest thing in music now is the music talent Ji Xinyi, whether it is a domestic or foreign singer, he is undoubtedly the most popular, so he is the cover character this time." ”

Fang Minhao's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he looked at Park Chengjun suspiciously, Park Chengjun took a sip of coffee lightly, and continued, "He seems to have been on a radio program a few days ago, and I remember that Nan Shu, the anchor of that radio channel, is your friend. ”

"What the hell are you thinking?" Fang Minhao asked.

Park Seungjun: "Ji Xinyi's worth is soaring too high now, and our magazine has limited funds, so we can only come up with this number......" and compared a number with his finger.

Fang Minhao looked at his fingers, "So you want me to talk?" ”

Park Seungjun smiled, "Ji Xin has also been on the radio program, and the radio anchor Nan Shu is your friend, so it seems that no one in the company is more suitable than you." ”

"So what? Nan Shu only recorded a show with him once, and he didn't have any friendship at all, not to mention that he is now worth so much, do you think he can talk about it lightly? Fang Minhao said dissatisfied.

"It's because it's not something that can be done lightly, so it's handed over to Minhao for you to do, and I believe you must have the ability to talk about this cooperation." Park Seung-joon fluttered.

"Hehe......" Fang Minhao hooked the corners of his lips mockingly, "I don't think I ...... that good"

Park Seung-joon shook his head and whispered, "I think I can do it." ”

Fang Minhao was really angry in his heart, so he stood up suddenly, turned around and was about to walk outside, Park Chengjun stopped him: "Come with me to eat after work." ”

Fang Minhao stood still, turned to look at him in shock: "What are you?" ”

"Come with me to dinner after work." Park Seung-joon took a pen and ticked something on the copy, without raising his head, and said lightly, "Don't try to slip away, unless you are willing to let me go to your house to invite you." ”

"Why?" Fang Minhao huffed.

Park Seung-joon put down his pen and raised his eyes to look at him, the warm light of his head refracted a dazzling light on his transparent glass lens, and he spoke: "As an editor of the food section, you should know more than just home cooking. ”

Fang Minhao didn't say anything, turned around and walked out of the office with his eyes down.

Park Seung-joon watched him go downstairs through the glass window and then lay on the table weakly, for some reason his mood was inexplicably much lighter, and there was a gentle smile on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, Zhu Yan, who came to send the copywriter, had never seen Park Seung-jun smile, and suddenly saw him smile softly and was startled, when will this iceberg actually laugh? I went downstairs with the signed Wen Jiàn and was still thinking about the picture just now, Editor-in-Chief Park smiled and really burned Fenhua, blinding her eyes, why is this Korean man so charming when he laughs? No, no, she's going to fry sweetly!

Ying Ying looked at Zhu Yan with a puzzled face and smirked with a copywriter, Zhao Na came over and patted her on the shoulder: "What are you stupid about?" ”

Zhu Yan secretly glanced upstairs, pulled a few girls to the pantry, and whispered: "You don't know that I just saw the editor-in-chief laughing......

"The editor-in-chief smiled?" Zhao Na was also surprised.

"Oh my God! Will the editor-in-chief laugh too? I thought he wouldn't smile, I've never seen him smile since I came to work......" Ying Ying excitedly.

"Yes, yes, it's true, I didn't expect that I was so handsome when I laughed with your editor-in-chief, I was almost stunned by him, do you know Lee Jong Suk? The editor-in-chief is Lee Jong Suk in my heart, handsome and miserable! Zhu Yanyan couldn't help but grin.

The sound of a few girls chattering in the pantry came, Fang Minhao looked at the computer screen with his eyes blank, and hung his head for a long time before he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, "Nan Shu ......"

"Minhao......" Nan Shu's sweet voice came, Fang Minhao's mood was a little gloomy, and he stretched his arms and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"Recording the show, this afternoon's live broadcast has ended, and now the evening show is being recorded, and it may not end until about six o'clock."

"Then six can get off work, right?" Fang Minhao asked.

"Well, there is no hotline tonight, so I recorded it in advance and broadcast it directly, so I can leave work early." Nanshu said, "Minhao, shall we eat pasta at night?" ”

Fang Minhao couldn't help but smile, "Want to eat pasta?" ”

Nan Shutou: "In the afternoon, I saw Misu and Yu at the front desk eating Pizza Hut's pasta, and I wanted to eat it." ”

"I'll make it for you if you want to eat it......" Fang Minhao suddenly changed his words, "I'm sorry, Nanshu......"

"What's wrong?"

"I can't eat with you tonight, and the food section of our magazine is going out to find a shooting plan for the next issue." Fang Minhao pondered.

"Oh......" Nanshu muttered, "Well, it's okay, then I'll eat Pizza Hut." ”

"Okay, you can eat whatever you want. But can't you go home too late, Yu Ming will get off work with you? Fang Minhao asked.

"Well, let's get off work together." Nanshu.

"By the way, invite him to dinner, I'll pay for it, and let him send you home after eating." Fang Minhao, "Otherwise, I really don't feel at ease if you go home alone." ”

Nan Shu joked with a smile: "Got it, old woman." ”

Fang Minhao immediately laughed, and said angrily, "Dead girl, I won't have anything to eat for another week!" ”

"Okay, okay, I know we Minhao love me the most......" Nan Shu flattered.

Fang Minhao helplessly: "I know that I love you, you are still angry with me......" Just as he suddenly saw an extra pair of shoes beside him, he slowly moved up along the shoes and saw Park Seungjun's stern face, Fang Minhao's voice choked in his throat, and Nan Shu said at the other end, "Minhao, you can't go home too late, you can't drink, you have to be careful about driving." ”

Fang Minhao clenched his mobile phone and suddenly relaxed again, his eyes looked at Park Chengjun, but his voice became more and more gentle and doting, "I know, you are also well-behaved, don't be angry, I will bring you something delicious." ”

"Uh-huh, bye-bye......"

Fang Minhao hung up the phone, and Park Seungjun said coldly, "Finished?" ”

Fang Minhao smiled, "I'm done." ”

"Let's go." Park Seung-joon turned around and left.

Fang Minhao took a breath, picked up his coat and bag, and followed.

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