Zhou Luo rushed the manuscript for the day, he was really tired, and he wanted to sleep now.

But when the man beckoned to her, she walked over obediently.

She had only walked to his desk, but then he waved at her and said, "Come here." And patted his leg.

Zhou Luo hadn't sat on his lap before, but that sitting was a long time ago, and the consequences of sitting on it would be more tiring.

"I'm tired and want to sleep." She said this in a rare protest.

At first, Fu Jing didn't react, but he understood what she meant when he thought of something, and couldn't help but smile, this was treating him as a hungry ghost in the sex, and he didn't mean that, he was also a little tired, and he didn't have that interest.

But her direct refusal made him wonder in his heart, thinking of the photo of the hospital ward, thinking of Lu Xiuqi, thinking of her refusal to make love to him, is it really because there is someone outside?

Thinking of this, even a man with good qi would be angry, but Fu Jing didn't, he just suddenly turned cold and asked, "You said you can paint, what type of painting is it?" ”

Fu Jing didn't know anything about art and was not interested in it, but he knew that there were many kinds of paintings, and there were many ways to do it.

Zhou Luo was sleepy, so he didn't answer seriously, "Just draw casually." ”

The voice was already soft, but it didn't feel perfunctory, as if it was a very serious answer.

When Fu Jing heard her say this, he also felt that what he asked was a bit ridiculous, and it was estimated that she was only at a beginner level, and she could understand what to really paint.

"Then go and rest."

Zhou Luo nodded and immediately turned around and left without the slightest hesitation.

Fu Jing was quite surprised by this, she had never pestered him much, but this time he went to the field when she was sick, she didn't even wonder where he went, which made him a little incomprehensible, anyway, at least she should have asked him where he went.

Before, she called him, and Wen Qiao answered, she really didn't mind at all?

Or is it because he has a situation outside, so he naturally doesn't care about him and Wen Qiao.

The next day, as soon as Fu Jing arrived at the company, he asked the assistant to find out who was the one who cut off their project, and the assistant had already heard the news, plus after all, he was a confidant, how could he not guess the boss's thoughts, and he had already pulled out the company overnight.

He placed a stack of documents on the table.

"Mr. Fu, it's this one."

Fu Jing picked it up and flipped through it, and couldn't help but be a little shocked when he saw the legal representative above, he didn't expect it to be Lu Xiuqi.

If it were usual, he wouldn't think much about it, but this Lu Xiuqi's recent appearance rate is too high, and how he got involved with Zhou Luo, he still doesn't know.

Fu Jing was silent, his fingers tapped on the table again and again, and the assistant knew that every time he made this action, he was calculating.

He was so quiet that he didn't dare to speak, he didn't even dare to breathe, he just stood there straight and waited.

After a long time, the man finally opened his mouth, "So, they really found a good painter who is unique in China?" ”

It may be that the audience of this IP is relatively large, so the copyright owner is also more picky, and they have also given a plan before, but because the painter is not effective, they have been rejected, so they will come up with a competition to select a few excellent ones.

Unexpectedly, before this game really started, someone had already taken this piece of meat from his mouth.

The assistant said: "It should be eight or nine or ten, but it is said that the contract has not really been finalized yet, and maybe we still have a chance." ”

There is a chance.

Fu Jing's eyes sank, "Go and find out who that good painter is." ”

Since Lu Xiuqi can grab the project from him, he can also grab people from him.