AWB Chapter 40
Chapter 40
On the first day of NF's official work, Wu Qiuran asked for leave.
On the surface, it was said that he was visiting relatives in other places and did not return, but in fact, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood, and he still hasn't recovered.
On the same day, about half an hour after he issued the apology statement, news came from Qin Moxun's side, proving that the photo released by "Xiao Mumu who loves babies" was actually not the original film, but a synthetic one.
It's just that the opponent's skills are superb, and it's extremely difficult to find flaws.
Wu Qiuran was suffering from the passionate whipping of netizens at that time, and he was already hovering on the verge of collapse.
After getting the news, his eyes darkened and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
It was just a composite photo, which actually deceived him to reveal his true colors.
Not reconciled, really too unwilling.
Thousands of voices in his head pushed him from all directions, making his brain a mess.
They clamored to tell him that if... if he hadn't issued an apology, then he would be the one standing on the top of the victory.
Because the other party did not and could not provide any evidence at all.
Then he can wash himself clean, and even bite back.
This bite can even directly bite Fu Jiujiu through "Xiaomumu who loves babies".
Even if he didn't wear branded clothes privately, it could be framed as the fact that in order to get the position of editor-in-chief of the NF clothing group, he directed and acted a wonderful drama of framing a competitor.
However, he sent it.
So the one who was cast aside in the end could only be him.
Not reconciled, really too unwilling.
He was both remorseful and resentful, and this overly strong psychological gap almost drove him crazy.
However, even if the other party used such despicable means, he did not dare to announce that the photos were artificially synthesized.
Because once the public knows that he was cheated out of the truth by a fake photo, then he will be completely reduced to a joke.
Therefore, no matter how unwilling, no matter how regretful, no matter how much he hates, he must smash his teeth and swallow his blood, and bear it alive.
From the release of the first statement, to the release of the second statement, and all the annoyance and regret in it, the ups and downs of emotions...
In fact, every ounce of it turned into the sharpest needle to torture and twist his heart.
Like a tattered doll, he was mercilessly kicked into the trash can by the opponent.
Even the other party may not even look at him at all, as relaxed as a joke.
He couldn't understand how someone could be so good at manipulating people's hearts?
He always thought that he was already a master, but in front of the other party, he was like a mayfly shaking a tree.
This made him fearful, but even more resentful.
"I raised Wu Qiuran's matter with the leader today," Chang Qing said, "The unit should not punish him for this matter."
Fu Jiujiu nodded. He is no stranger to the rules and regulations of NF than Chang Qing, and he has already guessed the result.
Chang Qing put a cup of coffee on his table: "The above means, don't affect your work because of this."
"No, it's nothing," Fu Jiujiu said, "And NF has benefited a lot from it, and I'm also an indirect beneficiary."
Holding the coffee in his palm, he lowered his head and took a sip, then said with a smile, "The letter of intent for brand cooperation I received this morning is as good as the previous month. I probably don't have to go out to solicit cooperation this year."
"My heart was moved by what I said." Chang Qing said, "Why did such a good thing come to me as soon as I left? You haven't seen the difficulty of me going out to win cooperation."
"As long as there is nothing else to do in the future, let's get over this matter first." Fu Jiujiu was laughed at by her: "I can tell the difference between public and private."
"That's good," Chang Qing nodded appreciatively: "Also, there is one more thing I want to discuss with you."
"En." Fu Jiujiu looked up at her.
"This matter," Chang Qing smiled: "Don't say that I'm doing business for my own benefit."
"What's the matter?" Fu Jiujiu was aroused by her curiosity.
"Actually, I just thought about it after reading some suggestions from netizens," Chang Qing said, "But when I think about it carefully, it's really interesting, so I think I can bring it up for discussion."
Fu Jiujiu nodded, and he had roughly guessed what Chang Qing was going to say.
Sure enough, Chang Qing continued: "I want to make a special issue that doesn't focus on celebrity models, but on cartoon artists, and integrate various small brands together to try out the effect."
"Cartoon artist?" Fu Jiujiu's pen moved quickly between his fingers: "Who do you want to invite?"
"Of course it's my favorite, and it's the most popular one now." Chang Qing knocked on his table: "You don't know who I like the most, do you?"
Probably no one in the entire NF knows that the editor of the clothing team is a super fan of "Holding the Blade".
Fu Jiujiu smiled: "I know."
"That's all right?" Chang Qing said, "Is there no one more suitable than him?"
"What do you want to do?" Fu Jiujiu asked, "Do you just need him to caricature the product or do you need him to appear in the scene?"
"Of course," Chang Qing said, "Qingdao is so mysterious, it will definitely increase the appetite of readers, and its influence will definitely not be small, let alone sales."
"What if he is fat or bald?" Fu Jiujiu tried to dispel her idea of letting the other party appear.
"Impossible," Chang Qing vetoed: "How could the painter who drew such a perfect boy be fat or bald?"
Fu Jiujiu rubbed his forehead: "Have you considered hiring other painters?"
"No," Chang Qing realized something was wrong: "Do you not like him or do you have a problem with him?"
"No." Fu Jiujiu was silent for a moment, and had to confess her identity: "Actually, it's because I don't want to appear on camera."
"Why don't you want to show Guan Qingren?" Chang Qing asked suspiciously.
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she was stunned, realizing what Fu Jiujiu had just said.
She slowly raised her hand to cover her lips, and stared blankly at Fu Jiujiu with her eyes wide open.
After a while, even the voice changed: "My God, isn't it? It's not what I thought, is it?"
When Fu Jiujiu was applying for a job, he sent him several works, and Chang Qing was deeply impressed.
Later, when he worked as an illustrator, she also carefully read the previous works.
It was only later transferred to the assistant editor who left.
She was busy with work, so she didn't continue to stare.
After the assistant editor left, the work was handed over to Fu Jiujiu.
Chang Qing usually has a heavy workload, so he never asked about this matter.
Now those sketches flashed through her mind one by one, and she had to face her guess, because the style of the paintings was indeed too similar.
"Are you really Qing Ren?" Chang Qing asked again in disbelief.
"Well," Fu Jiujiu nodded, "I didn't say it at the time because it had nothing to do with official business, and it wasn't a deliberate concealment."
"My God, hurry up, tell me!" Chang Qing was so excited that he couldn't even care about his image: "What happened to Chengfeng?"
Fu Jiujiu looked at her amusedly, Chang Qing stroked her hair, and looked at him eagerly: "Can you spoil it? I promise to keep it secret."
"No." Fu Jiujiu mercilessly rejected her, and then couldn't help laughing.
"Oh my god." Chang Qing still hasn't recovered from the shock: "My idol actually shares the same office with me, and he's still my former subordinate."
"Ahhh, why didn't you let me know earlier?" Chang Qing went crazy: "If I knew earlier, I could use my status as a boss to assign your work to others, so you can hurry up and draw."
Fu Jiujiu: ...
"Oh my God," Chang Qing sat up straight and stroked his hair again: "My image is gone."
Chang Qing is usually very serious and capable, rarely showing the appearance of such a little girl.
Fu Jiujiu also found it very novel, never thought that as a painter, he could be so loved by others.
He smiled gratefully: "No, it's very cute."
"Are you laughing at my stupidity?" Chang Qing also felt that he was really stupid in this matter: "I like holding blades so much that I didn't realize that your painting style is so similar."
"When I was looking for a job and a part-time illustrator, the Blade hadn't been born yet, so of course you wouldn't have guessed it." Fu Jiujiu comforted her, "If there was the Blade first, you must have discovered it long ago."
Chang Qing felt more comfortable, and pushed her work notes in front of Fu Jiujiu: "Let's not talk about anything else, just sign me first."
Fu Jiujiu bowed his head and signed.
Chang Qing hugged and looked at it happily for a long time, people in their 30s were no different from little girls.
"You can have as much as you want," Fu Jiujiu said with a smile seeing how much she cherished her, "but I really can't appear on camera."
"Why?" Chang Qing didn't quite understand: "Based on your conditions, once you appear on the screen, it will definitely become popular, and it will be beneficial to your career and your comics."
"This is a traffic society," Chang Qing tried to convince him: "Flow generates value. How many people want to come out when they are overwhelmed? Why are you hiding?"
Fu Jiujiu couldn't explain her dark thoughts to others.
He was even more afraid that when Lin Jun found out, he would get a clue from the many similarities between Chengfeng and him.
"I have my own reasons." He bit the cap of his pen: "Your idea is really good. I can cooperate if you only need illustrations, but it's really not good to appear on camera."
Seeing that Chang Qing couldn't persuade him, he couldn't help being very disappointed, and he also lacked enthusiasm for this matter: "I will have a meeting later, and I will throw this idea out to see how everyone reacts."
"Okay," Fu Jiujiu lowered his head and said while working on typesetting, "Actually, there are many other excellent painters who are very good. If you want to do this project, you can still be successful without the green blade."
Because the cooperation between AG and NF is very pleasant, Yuan Mufei wants to talk about the follow-up cooperation plan and change the cooperation ratio.
A few days after the Spring Festival, the two met for a game of golf, and then went straight to Budu for a drink.
Fu Jiujiu booked a seat by the window on the third floor, where the lights are very bright.
They drank and chatted, and Fu Jiujiu showed Yuan Mufei the several plans mentioned during the game in detail for him to choose.
Yuan Mufei looked at it very seriously, and the two exchanged details. Before they knew it, eight o'clock passed, and the number of people who did not cross gradually increased.
It's not as noisy as the ones on the first and second floors, but the third floor is still relatively quiet.
Around nine o'clock, Lin Jun and Lu Xiye arrived together.
Today's game was actually organized by Sui Xingyuan.
He went abroad to spend the New Year with his parents, and just came back yesterday, when he landed, he called to set up the bureau.
The lights of Budu went from bright to dark, and Fu Jiujiu was a little far away from them.
So at first they didn't find anyone.
After Yuan Mufei read all the plans, the two discussed for a while.
In the end, two sets were tentatively decided, and he had to go back to a meeting to study before making a decision.
After the two chatted, Fu Jiujiu and Yuan Mufei got up and planned to leave together.
With their coats draped over their elbows, the two walked out while talking.
When passing the horizontal line where Lin Jun usually sat, Fu Jiujiu couldn't help but glance over there.
Lin Jun was chatting with Lu Xiye boredly, turning the empty wine glass back and forth between his fingers.
After talking for a long time, he seriously expressed his conclusion: "I want a portable space where I can put Fu Jiujiu up and not be seen by anyone."
Lu Xiye reached out and flicked his wine glass, making a crisp sound, and then couldn't help laughing.
Lin Jun was very dissatisfied with his attitude, turned his head angrily, but met Fu Jiujiu's eyes when he didn't want to.
Fu Jiujiu's heart trembled, and his footsteps also stopped, half a step behind Yuan Mufei.
Yuan Mufei turned his head to look at him, slowed down his steps, and said something softly to him.
Their eyes met for a moment, and the indignation in Lin Jun's eyes turned into surprise almost immediately.
But in the next moment, Fu Jiujiu turned his head away, side by side with Yuan Mufei again, and the two went to the elevator area together.
As soon as Fu Jiujiu entered the elevator area, he received a message from Lin Jun.
My lord: come here.
It seemed that the tone was a bit blunt, and Lin Jun sent another one:
My Lord Monarch: Come here, wink.jpg
Fu Jiujiu laughed.
He sent Yuan Mufei downstairs before going upstairs again.
As soon as the elevator door opened, he saw Lin Jun's face. He was standing there with one hand in his pocket, waiting for him.
A few people stood behind him, looking at him intentionally or unintentionally.
Fu Jiujiu smiled at him, and the next moment he grabbed his wrist and pulled him to his side.
He was very close to him, lowered his head and put the tip of his nose close to his ear, his voice was a little heavy: "How much did you drink?"
"I came here after playing billiards, and I didn't stay too long," Fu Jiujiu said, "I only had a few drinks."
"You don't play tennis now," Lin Jun took him by the shoulders and led him forward: "Is it fun to play billiards with that old man?"
Yuan Mufei is in his 40s, in his prime, and his body and appearance are well maintained.
Hearing this, Fu Jiujiu couldn't help but glanced at Lin Jun, and said, "He's not an old man, he's only ten years older than your brother."
Lin Jun was stunned when he heard the words. His brother was naturally handsome, elegant and gentleman, and he was unmatched by others.
"That's uncle too." Lin Jun changed his words and said, "What's so fun being with uncle, there will be a generation gap."
Fu Jiujiu wanted to laugh very much, but he forced himself to hold back: "Then who should I play with?"
Lin Jun looked at him for a moment, then fell silent because of Fu Jiujiu's slowness.
As he got closer to his seat, Fu Jiujiu saw Lu Xiye talking on the phone.
When he reached the place where he could hear the other party's voice after walking a few steps, Lin Jun put his hand on his shoulder tightly and said, "Play with me."
Then he added earnestly: "I'm very good at playing."
Fu Jiujiu couldn't hold back his laughter at last, he turned his head to look at him, and said seriously, "Yes."
He added: "I am not playing with him, but talking about business."
The two walked to the seats together, Lin Jun pushed Fu Jiujiu to sit inside him, and ordered him a glass of milk.
Lu Xiye had already ended the call, he looked at his watch: "Why hasn't Xiao Yuan come?"
"Sui Xingyuan?" Fu Jiujiu asked.
"Well," Lin Jun shook his hand: "He organized this game."
Fu Jiujiu nodded.
Just as he was talking, Sui Xingyuan came down from the fourth floor and came straight here.
He first hugged Lu Xiye: "Sorry, I was delayed for a few minutes upstairs to discuss a cooperation."
Then he stretched out his arms to embrace Lin County.
Lin Jun pressed his shoulder, pushed him back, and said with a smile: "Sit down, how old you are, you still look like a child."
Sui Xingyuan sat down obediently.
He took out gifts from his bag and placed them in front of Lu Xiye and Lin Jun respectively.
Lu Xiye opened it first. It was an antique clock, which seemed to be of great value.
Lin Jun looked at the box in front of him, but didn't move for a while.
Sui Xingyuan pushed in front of him again, and said with a smile, "Brother, Happy New Year."
Lin Jun nodded, and under Sui Xingyuan's expectant gaze, he lowered his eyes and opened the box.
Inside was an up-to-date men's watch.
He thanked him with a smile, and then said: "I prepared it for you too, and put it at home, and I will have my assistant deliver it to you later."
"Thank you brother." Sui Xingyuan said happily.
Fu Jiujiu recognized the watch at a glance.
It is the same brand as the one on Lin Jun's wrist, and it is the most popular and hardest to buy luxury brand this year.
One piece is close to 500 million. If he buys two pieces, he probably won't be able to keep his 1000 million yuan.
He felt a little astringent, and couldn't help but tilt his head.
In the next second, Lin Jun grabbed the hand under the table and held it in his palm.
Lin Jun tilted his head and whispered in his ear, "It's just reciprocity."
Fu Jiujiu nodded, knowing that the gift he gave back to Sui Xingyuan should be more valuable than this one.
Lin Jun squeezed his palm and moved closer to him.
His voice was slightly low, and with a slight smile, he said to him, "I only wear the one you gave me."
When such words were spoken in such a voice, it sounded extraordinarily sentimental.
Fu Jiujiu couldn't help looking down.
Lin Jun's cuffs were slightly folded up, revealing the pure black watch in his hand.
Fu Jiujiu looked at it for a while, and couldn't help feeling a faint heat in his heart.
When he raised his eyes again, those beautiful pupils curved up unconsciously.
Like a curved lake, the inside is full of brilliance.
It was as if Lin Jun had spoken incomparably sweet words of love in his ear, coaxing his heart to bloom, and his eyes to fall into stars.
He turned his head to look at Lin Junying's handsome profile.
Lin Jun's eyelashes are very long, his lips are red, his eyes are extremely clear, and he looks very clean and pure.
But when facing him, he was so careful and considerate that he couldn't help being moved.
There are some things, before he actually has time to react, his heart has been ironed and subdued by him.
Why is Lin Jun so good?
I can't help laughing when I'm with him, and even if there are unhappy things, he can quickly resolve them.
He was so nice that he felt that pulling him into those relationships was almost like tainting him.
"You two have such a good relationship." Sui Xingyuan said with a smile, "So many whispers."
"Well," Lin Jun still leaned towards Fu Jiujiu, but said very seriously: "We are a model couple."
Lu Xiye gave him a funny look and couldn't help laughing.
Sui Xing was silent for a while: "I didn't know Brother Nine was here today, and I didn't prepare a gift, so I'll toast Brother Nine."
"Why did you change your name?" Lin Jun looked up at him: "You can still call him what you used to call him."
Sui Xingyuan stalked, so he had to change his words: "Sister-in-law."
Fu Jiujiu smiled for real now: "It doesn't matter, you can call it whatever you want, really."
Sui Xingyuan poured wine for him: "No, I have to listen to my brother."
Lu Xiye was not surprised.
Sui Xingyuan was not in good health when he was a child, and the Sui family had a close relationship with the older generation of the Lin family, so Lin Jun took care of him all the time.
He is the only one in the family, weak in body, very spoiled since childhood, and has many bad habits.
Although Lin Jun took care of him, he still had to learn a lesson.
Therefore, Sui Xingyuan was more obedient than a rabbit in front of Lin Jun.
Sui Xingyuan restrained his anger and lowered his eyes to pour the wine, the glass was filled to the brim.
As soon as Fu Jiujiu picked it up, he was picked up by Lin Jun.
Sui Xingyuan quit, and finally held his breath and said: "As for you?"
"Well, as for," Lin Jun looked at him and said softly, "It's only natural to block alcohol for one's partner."
Although his voice was very soft, his meaning was very firm.
Sui Xingyuan's lips were tightly pursed, his eyes were faintly red, and he stared at him without blinking.
"It's great to have a partner," Lu Xiye lit a cigarette with some headaches, and then said to Sui Xingyuan, "It's the same for anyone who drinks, they're a couple."
"Well, it's really amazing to have someone," Lin Jun shook Fu Jiujiu's hand, and looked sideways at him: "What do you think, Xiaojiu?"
The author has something to say: Lin Jun: I have a partner and I am proud!
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