Chapter 8: Honest Fear
Why did you suddenly appear here? What is the relationship between the little master and that woman? Several bodyguards originally planned to report the situation to the young master, but it can be seen that the young master is now unconscious, so he had to throw out the question.
"You also dare to question Young Master Ben?"
Tang Xiaobao glared at them fiercely, he stood on the stool, and raised his momentum at once, quite like a small leader, "Does Young Master Ben need to explain to you what he does?" ”
"No, no, no."
Several bodyguards hurriedly shook their heads, genuinely afraid.
"That's it, what are you still doing in a daze, don't hurry down!"
Tang Xiaobao is fierce.
"Yes."
Several bodyguards were scolded by a five-year-old milk dumpling in a panic, and hurriedly went down.
It's just that I'm still a little puzzled, the little young master usually cherishes words like gold, when did the words become so much? Scratching your head.
"Wait,"
Tang Xiaobao jumped down from the chair and shuttled back and forth in front of several bodyguards with small figure-eight steps: "If any of you dare to bully that beautiful sister again, I want you to look good!" Do you hear that? ”
"I hear you...... I heard ......"
A few bodyguards left.
Tang Xiaobao breathed a sigh of relief.
Thankfully, the bodyguards didn't find out who he was.
…… After Tang Xin left, he quickly returned to the newspaper office with his bag.
"If you are absent from work for so long, you will be deducted from your salary for three days!"
Editor-in-Chief Qiu didn't have a good airway.
"Editor-in-chief, I lost my camera, I went out to look for it, that's why I ......"
Tang Xin clasped his hands together and begged with a bitter face.
"I don't care what you're out for, it's your fault for absenteeism! Stay overtime tonight! ”
"What about overtime pay?"
Tang Xin pinched his thumb and index finger and made a gesture of money.
"Why are you so open-eyed! Look at your unproductive look! ”
Editor-in-chief Qiu glanced at her, she was very unaccustomed to Tang Xin, a beautiful and fairy female employee, the more she looked at it, the more she felt that she was old, and the more angry Tang Xin became: "Don't talk about overtime!" Compulsory overtime! I'm already absent from work, and you still want overtime pay, think beautifully! ”
Tang Xin: ...... This? Who doesn't come out to work to make more money?
She also wants to make more milk powder money for Xiaobao.
Old witch, exterminator! "By the way, what about the big stuff I asked you to dig?"
Editor-in-chief Qiu began to attack.
Tang Xin's eyes lit up at this time, she uploaded all the photos in the camera to the computer, and took her notebook to show Editor-in-Chief Qiu, "Editor-in-Chief, take a look, is this a big deal?" ”
The protagonist in the photo on the screen is none other than the prince of Jiangcheng: Song Qinbei! I didn't expect Tang Xin's straw bag to dig up Song Qinbei's material! You must know that Song Qinbei is the best entrepreneur in Jiangcheng, the top three of the world's top 500, and the existence of awesome coaxing.
The topicality and popularity can kill several three-gold movie queens in seconds.
But such a character has done a good job of secrecy, and he has rarely seen his material over the years.
I didn't expect it to come up to be a shocking material! If this material can be put on the Internet, it will definitely be explosive news, and she may become rich overnight! Seeing that Editor-in-Chief Qiu's eyes lit up, Tang Xin breathed a sigh of relief, "Editor-in-Chief, is this material big enough?" ”
"Enough."
It's just too big, okay? "Isn't that time for me to get a raise?"
Tang Xin rubbed her hands excitedly, if the salary was deducted according to absenteeism, then she could offset the credit, right? "The beauty you think."
Editor-in-Chief Qiu's face immediately turned cold, "Send me all these materials by email." ”
"Huh?"
Tang Xin blinked.
"You haven't been in the magazine for a long time, you have no experience, and your writing is not very good, so it's natural for me to break the news of such a big thing.
Don't think about authorship. ”
Editor-in-Chief Qiu seems to have seen countless renminbi rushing towards her.
Tang Xin's heart: digging grooves (omitting 10,000 words of swearing).
She originally wanted to refute a few words, but then she thought that Song Qinbei was not a master to mess with.
Catching her secretly filming almost killed her, not to mention knowing who the person who broke the news was.
At that time, according to the speed of new media, Song Qinbei woke up and found that the whole network was spraying him as a GAY thing, and it was inevitable that he would not catch the reporter who broke the news.
Since Editor-in-Chief Qiu is rushing to ask for this credit, it is better to give her the hot potato.
"Okay, editor-in-chief, for the sake of me working so hard to dig up the big material, can I not deduct my salary this time?"
Tang Xin blinked.
"Okay, look at your worthless appearance."
Editor-in-Chief Qiu shook his hand and stared at the screen excitedly, "Don't worry, follow me and do a good job, your benefits are indispensable." ”
"Okay, thank you, Editor-in-Chief Qiu."
I thank you grandma for her legs.
Tang Xin burst into a foul mouth in his heart.
Just a few minutes later, Editor-in-Chief Qiu had already exploded the news.
The news about Song Qinbei is gay quickly landed on the first place on the list of major social apps, and was quickly topped by Weibo hot search and headline hot search.
Some people have even begun to secretly rub who the weak little boy next to Song Qinbei is.
One attack and one receiving, no matter how you look at it, it looks like the rhythm of gay.
The rotten hearts of countless rotten girls began to ignite.
Countless young girls, young women, and Song Qinbei's little fan sister true love fans were heartbroken.
The rotten girls and Song Qinbei's wife fans set off a bloody storm on the Internet.
At this moment, Song Qinbei was still asleep unconscious under the dual effect of medicine and anti-wolf stick...... After Tang Xin left, Tang Xiaobao thought about it for a while, and decided to go and say hello to Qian'er first, and the two met.
It is estimated that the stupid Ma Ma should also go to work at this time, and he will not meet her for the time being.
He looked around and saw that there was no one, walked all the way out of the Song family's villa, took out the small steel hammer in the pocket of his jeans, and got on the bus.
Along the way, he held his little chin and thought.
According to normal logic, the stupid Ma Ma has already taken Xiao Qian'er as him and brought him home.
So now, when I go home, I can see Qian'er.
Along the way, Tang Xiaobao had some longing, did Qian'er now know about his existence? How should Qian'er react when she sees herself? Soon, the bus arrived.
Tang Xiaobao walked on his short legs and quickly came to the door.
He knocked on the door, and soon it opened, revealing a child who looked exactly like him standing in front of him! The boy's hair was meticulously combed in half, and he wore British bib trousers, a small white shirt with a delicate black bow on the shirt, and shiny black leather shoes on his feet.
Looks like a noble little prince.
The big eyes of the two children are exactly the same, and the time is full of shock! "Qian'er?"
"Xiaobao?"
The two little buns said in unison.
"You recognize me?"
"How do you know my name?"
The two little ones are full of tacit understanding.
Tang Xiaobao's big black acting skills trickled, and after seeing that there was no one around, the fleshy little body quickly entered the door, "Close the door quickly." ”
"Oh."
Qian'er closed the door gracefully and slowly, and her every move was the style of the aristocratic little prince.
The door was closed, and the two little ones looked at themselves carefully.
Qian'er pursed her lips, her little face full of solemnity, "We are really the same." ”