Nangong Qiang looked up at the ceiling, and after a few seconds, cold sweat broke out on his forehead along with the human face that appeared in his mind.

"Brother Cheng!" He shot the case and panicked: "I was wrong brother!" ”

Wozh! Is he crazy? How could he forget such an important person?

Jiang Cheng, the one who often follows Fu Shihan, the owner of Mu Su Bar!

Nangong Qiang swallowed his saliva, forced a smile, and lowered his voice.

"Brother, I'm noisy here, so I didn't hear your voice. My fault, I'll pay attention to it in the future! ”

The rainbow fart flew up, Jiang Cheng heard him talk nonsense for two minutes, and felt that if he didn't stop it, he might be able to keep filming like this, and shoot for an hour, so he could only lazily interrupt.

"Alright, don't talk about so many useless things. It's something to call you. ”

"Okay, Brother Cheng, what do you say!"

Nangong is not good at flattery, in fact, when he thinks of Jiang Cheng's identity, he basically knows it in his heart.

At the end of the call, Nangong Qiang lay back in his chair, his legs resting on the table, his expression changed dramatically, and the atmosphere in the office eased a lot in an instant.

The people who didn't dare to breathe before got up and leaned over and asked after hearing him hum in a low voice, "I've waited for a long time and finally waited for today~".

"Brother Qiang, should we send something?"

"Boss, the trolls on the Internet have been attacking us for a day."

"The rival is also sneering, saying that we don't know the."

"It's even more excessive, ask us if the studio has closed down and run away!"

It is not for nothing that Nangong Qiang was jokingly called the first paparazzi in the circle by netizens, whether it is tearing or divorce or being a junior over the years, eight or nine times out of ten the news was first broken by this brother.

But this time, now there is a lot of buzz outside, and many media have come up with the so-called "stone hammer", and Nangong Qiang's Weibo still doesn't move.

"What's the hurry?!" Nangong Qiang glanced at a few people lightly, and sat up straight with the corners of his mouth raised. "Get off work early today, let's go~ pack up and eat!"

Several people looked at each other, and although they were worried, they didn't say anything more.

Because Nangong Qiang's favorite thing is the hot pot restaurant next door, there are two major characteristics, one is expensive, and the other is delicious. The kind that consumes a thousand per capita.

The time of the day flew by like this, and when Su Wanxin noticed the time again, it was under Lin Rui's reminder.

Before she knew it, the sky had completely darkened, and Su Wanxin glanced at the watch on her wrist and sighed.

It's been a busy day, but there are still a lot of things to do, and it seems that no matter how hard you try, there will be constant things waiting for you to deal with, over and over again, endlessly.

"What's wrong?!"

Lin Rui saw her slowly lowering her head, looking at her stomach in a daze, and couldn't help but come over nervously.

"Stomach ache? Let's go to the hospital! ”

"It's fine." Su Wanxin slowly raised her head and smiled bitterly: "I'm just thinking about whether to take an IQ tax and buy a radiation-proof clothing to wear." ”

She simply cleaned up the table and walked out of the office with Lin Rui one after the other.

Outside the gate of the company, the appearance of a person made Su Wanxin subconsciously raise her eyebrows, because she didn't expect it, it was very unexpected.

When Lin Rui saw Fu Ziqian, he immediately stood in front of Su Xuanxin. But I heard Su Wanxin say in a laughing voice: "Mr. Fu has been waiting for so long to come, I don't know what is the matter with looking for me?" ”

There were five or six cigarette butts on the ground, and it was obvious that they were all thrown by Fu Ziqian.