Secretary Liang is really confused.

Should he call his wife or boss?

But after calling, what should he say?

It’s impossible to say that Mr. Qin was betrayed by a man…

Unlike Secretary Liang who was active in thought, Feng Shang on the other end of the game only felt that he was the most tragic person in this day.

So when his brother knocked in, he did not put away his notebook, lost his face and was very haggard.

The agent Feng Da thought his brother was not spending enough money in the game, so he waved his hand and charged three thousand yuan in it, asking, "Is it enough?"

"No, it's not a matter of money!" Even if Feng Shang stuttered, he felt that today's incident was very sad.

Feng Yi raised his eyebrows: "What's that?"

Feng Shang was about to tell his brother that he knew about Spade Z, but then he thought that if his brother knew about this, he would definitely know about him going to participate in the internal signing that day, so he just shook his head and said nothing.

Feng Yi wanted to give his brother a joke: "Your brother, I'm busy in the future. Mr. Qin didn't know what happened, but suddenly canceled the qualification of the internal signing personnel to join the team. Those who want to join the team will come to participate in this year's e-sports new esports competition. I have to re-arrange and plan. I can't go to nightclubs for a date in the future. Why do you think my great god is so virtuous?"

"I, I don't know either." In fact, Feng Shang knew it. He always felt that Qin Shen made such a decision, and he was venting his idol when he looked left and right.

Did the idol really get rid of the gods?

The more Feng Shang thought about it, the more frustrated he felt. He wanted to raise an idol, so why did he let Qin Shen take the lead?

Fu Jiu himself didn't know that someone wanted to support her. He held a towel in his left hand and wiped his short silver hair casually. He walked out of the bathroom barefoot with water dripping at the end of his hair, falling on his thin lips with white and watery skin, like jade porcelain. From the bridge of his nose to his chin, he was beautiful and impeccable, so clean that people would inevitably take a look at it.

The boy was still holding a lollipop in his mouth and slowly walked towards Qin Mo.

She looks so lazy, just like a demon deacon in a comic, very handsome!

After taking a shower, the boy seemed to become more eye-catching.

With such an eye-catching guy here, Qin Mo had no choice but to continue his work, so he simply closed all the documents, put the business tablet next to him, raised his eyes and swept the boy into his eyes, and raised his right hand: "Give me the towel."

Fu Jiu would not resist too much at this time. After all, she was wearing pajamas. Her goal was to protect her front and hand the towel to the man casually.

Qin Mo shook off the water droplets that fell on the back of his hand, and his voice was very light: "Look down."

Fu Jiu picked the corner of his lips. Is the great god trying to wipe her head?

Just so it was not convenient for her to wipe herself, so she simply gave it to the master, so she saved a while to save too much water in front of her, and what could be revealed?

Thinking of this, Fu Jiu came over very obediently.

Qin Mo looked at the furry head in front of him and raised his right hand, which was not a gentle force. After all, Master Qin believed that treating his younger brother should be treated as if he were, and there was no need for a boy to be gentle to him.
Chapter completed!