Of course, Ansu's incident is just a small episode, and at yesterday's event, the interaction between Lin Qingxin and Shen Zhi'an really attracted attention.

The sensation was so great that Weibo was almost paralyzed, and Ansu was also mixed up with the stairs.

The stairs of Chunxing Entertainment are a few particularly dark corners, usually An Su takes the elevator, but today the elevator is occupied, the wall is down and everyone pushes it, and An Su is too lazy to quarrel with them.

Luckily, Ansu likes to walk on stairs with flats that are extra light.

It was not surprising to see Shi Ruguang emitting a little golden light in such a dark place.

Knowing that he was not good at words, Ansu took the initiative to greet him.

"Sister Huan." Sister Huan who shouted out of Shi Ruguang's mouth was always so blunt.

Ansu gently looked at the gloom around him and the little cutie lying on his shoulder, and did not reply.

"Sister Huan, my contract expires next month, can we still work together again?" Shi Ruguang's eyes were the first time to carry light, like the only North Star in the darkness, illuminating the whole Shi Ruguang as a night.

Shi Ruguang has been hidden in the snow for so many years, and he has no capital to terminate the contract with the company at all, and he can still bear it for more than a month.

It's been a few years, what is this month?

Ansu still didn't speak, and reached out to look at his newly made nails.

Ansu knew that if Shi Ruguang really wanted to become popular quickly, he didn't have to beg her, but as for why he came to beg her now, it might have something to do with why he suddenly went black.

Shi Ruguang was originally not good at expressing himself, and now he can almost say that he is begging for Ansu in his heart.

didn't expect to get a response from Ansude, in his eyes, he had already refused.

The air is most afraid of sudden silence, and the little cutie on Shi Ruguang's shoulder blinked his eyes, and a strange spiritual power was running.

"Yes." Ansu saw the loneliness in his eyes and decided not to tease him, "But you have to tell me, why?" The corners of his lips were slightly curled.

Ansu knew that it was impossible to get an answer, but she still asked, and a pair of eyes hit the depths of Shi Ruguang's soul.

"Because ......"

Shi Ruguang couldn't say why.

Ansu lifted her feet and stepped out into the sun, smiling mysteriously and turning back to her office.

No, it's not her office tomorrow, to be exact.

Out of pressure from many parties, the scumbag boss signed Ansu's resignation form.

On the same day, the variety show that Chi Yimo and Shi Ruguang participated in was launched, and Shi Ruguang's appearance directly paralyzed the scarf bombardment.

There is a group of people who are insulting, a group of people are reminiscing, and a group of people are muddying the waters and rubbing the heat.

Because Shi Ruguang once again dominated the screen scarf, some people began to react and asked Lin Qingxin how the copyright registration was, after all, it has been more than ten days, and it is still normal for someone to ask.

Lin Qingxin's team avoided answering, but began to secretly release some nonsensical things that seemed to be related to the new drama.

Maybe it's because she's about to leave, so she didn't tell her the secrets at this level of the company, but it doesn't matter, guess about the same.

The female number one in Shen Zhi'an's new drama is Lin Qingxin.

It took less than five hours for Shi Ruguang's black fans to completely defeat the true love fans, and the comments under the scarf turned into a puddle of muddy water.

Ansu knows that it is impossible for the style of painting to change abruptly, and these sudden influx of black fans are the dark box operations that the entertainment industry has to say.

Just when Ansu closed the notebook and put it in the suitcase, "Sister Huan~" A delicate and contrived voice sounded accompanied by a knock on the door, and Ansu could hear who it was when he closed his ears.

Today the wood is slag again (red) and I vomited.

Pompeii's jade exquisiteness (red): My whole person is not good.

I can accept the coquettishness of the wood (red), and I can accept the coquettishness of the man, but this kind of hypocritical coquettishness is incompetent to accept.

"You don't have to come in." The office had almost moved, and Ansu stood between the two suitcases, not treating the people outside the door with the slightest politeness.

"Don't say that." Obviously unceremoniously scolded, the man walked in anyway.

Ansu saw that he didn't look at her and continued to pretend to be his own.

"This office will be my office from now on." Qin Fang stepped on ten-centimeter high heels, walked in an unregular cat step, and walked towards Ansu step by step shaking the tail of a peacock.

Changing the sloppy normal, putting on this delicate makeup, under the sunlight through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the thick foundation on her face looked pale, and her overly red lips were a little snarky.

And she herself, her movements are deliberately elegant and pretentious.

"Congratulations, you have the office I don't want." On the poison of the mouth, Ansu has never lost.

"You!" Originally, she wanted to insult her, but thinking that the former first agent had now become the end of the crossbow, she couldn't help but feel a little happy in her heart, but she still couldn't forget her bad mouth, "I'll see if you have taken some of the company's public property, after all, you won't be able to use such a good thing in the future." ”

Ansu shrugged his shoulders slightly, did not reply, and threw a delicate ornament from the original owner's bookcase into the trash.

This video is composed of two cartoon bears, similar to the texture of crystal, shining in the sun, crystal clear, the original owner is very well maintained, and no dust has fallen.

But this thing is made of thin glass, which is very difficult to take, and Ansu originally wanted to leave it to the next person who works here, which can be regarded as a good mood in exchange.

Now it seems very unnecessary.

Qin Fang glanced deeply at the two little bears and snorted with his nose.

"It's better to throw all your rags in the trash for me, and I'll have to get them when the time comes."

Ansu finally glanced at her, and said something she couldn't even think of in a clear voice like a mountain spring

"Since I'm leaving, I might as well give you a gift."

"Huh? Is this still the high-spirited Sister Huan I used to talk about? You want to give me a gift. Qin Fang's red lips touched a box, and her face was unimpressed, but she couldn't hide the greed in her heart.

"Take it without thanks." Ansu stepped on flat shoes, although he was not as tall as Qin Fang in terms of height, but in terms of temperament, it was a spike every minute, which gave Qin Fang an inexplicable sense of looking up.

Ansu opened the computer bag, reached out and landed a piece of paper on the former desk.

Without looking back, he dragged away two of his own heavy suitcases.

Qin Fang's eyes rolled, and he deliberately went to get the paper after Uncle An left.

"Ahh Ansu had already left the room, and there was an expected scream from behind him, which could be heard on the first floor like killing a pig.

Love fener catlove (orange) meow ~ What did the anchor show her? Makes her angry like this.

Today's wood is slag again (red) is definitely a good thing!

When will the Jade Linglong (red) anchor of Pompeii learn to sell Guanzi?

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