I became popular after dressing as the boss's ex-wife

Chapter 26

Fu Jiujiu came out of Chang Qing's office with a stack of documents in his arms.

Although he had reported to her in advance when he changed the shooting plan yesterday.

However, due to Chang Qing's relatively conservative work style, just in case, Fu Jiujiu stayed up all night to make a few samples, and entered her office early in the morning.

It took Fu Jiujiu a long time to come out.

When I came out, the atmosphere in the assistant editor's office seemed to be a little different.

As soon as Mary saw him, she winked at him again and again, blinking her eyes like cramps, which made Fu Jiujiu feel a little funny.

Wu Qiuran was working at his desk.

His desk was in a mess, folders were scattered on the floor and he didn't have time to tidy them up.

The intern assistant was carefully putting the finished plan on his desk, and accidentally touched his water glass.

"Take it away," Wu Qiuran erupted abruptly, cursing coldly, "Everyone is fucking trash."

Fu Jiujiu returned to his seat calmly.

The light on the phone kept blinking, and he saw a dozen missed calls from Wu Qiuran on it.

He didn't care, and continued to keep his head down and busy with his own affairs.

Wu Qiuran sent out the proofreaded manuscript under pressure, looked up and saw that Fu Jiujiu was busy with his work as if nothing had happened, and couldn't help feeling frustrated.

"Editor Fu," he said sharply, "Did the manuscript I sent you yesterday not be proofread?"

"Well," Fu Jiujiu raised his eyelids, "too busy."

"Too busy?" Wu Qiuran sneered and said, "How busy can a garbage project be? If you don't want to help, just say so, don't play tricks on me."

Fu Jiujiu smiled, not understanding why Wu Qiuran could hand over his work to others, and confidently believed that it was the obligation of others.

Fu Jiujiu's smile angered Wu Qiuran.

"Do you know that I almost missed the delivery time today?" Wu Qiuran asked in a raised voice.

"What does it matter to me that you didn't catch up with the submission time?" Fu Jiujiu raised his eyes from the screen and said seriously: "I told you, I have my own job."

"Your job..."

"What's wrong with my job?" Fu Jiujiu raised his eyebrows: "If you can't do it well, it doesn't mean that others can't do it either, right?"

Wu Qiuran was used to being arrogant in the office, she didn't expect Fu Jiujiu to be so arrogant, and was a little shocked for a moment.

"Besides, even if I want to slander you, I won't be so stupid as to give you a chance to breathe, right?" Fu Jiujiu interrupted him: "Didn't you hand in the manuscript in time? What's the point of slying you?"

Wu Qiuran was at a loss for words.

"Obviously you can do the job yourself, why do you have to give it to others?" Fu Jiujiu asked: "Others don't have jobs?"

"If you are not capable enough, you should ask the editor-in-chief to resign." Fu Jiujiu suggested.

Except for the time when he proofread Mary's manuscript, Fu Jiujiu was actually very easy to talk to.

The jobs given were done quietly and beautifully.

Wu Qiuran raised his guard against him several times, and lowered his guard against him several times, thinking that he might just be supercilious.

But today, when he showed his claws and fangs and stabbed at his vitals every sentence, Wu Qiuran realized that he was not careless.

"You..." He was so angry that his face was blue and purple, and his expression was very ugly.

This is the first time he has been confronted mercilessly and openly in the office: "It's your turn to make irresponsible remarks about my affairs? Are you worthy?"

"Naturally," Fu Jiujiu said, "It's not up to others to make irresponsible remarks about your affairs, so others shouldn't be responsible for your work, right?"

"You know that in this office, how much depends on seniority?" Wu Qiuran said with a serious tone.

"I only know that the editor-in-chief said that this office should be based on ability." Fu Jiujiu looked back at him with condensed eyebrows and determined attitude.

Wu Qiuran froze, and sat down resentfully under the half-covered eyes of everyone.

Fu Jiujiu lowered his head and was busy with the work at hand, as if nothing happened.

After a while, he received a message from Mary: "Editor Fu, you are amazing! But you still have to be careful in the future, I'm afraid Wu Qiuran will hate you."

"It's okay," Fu Jiujiu replied, "I know it well."

Mary hesitated to speak, holding the phone for a long time before sending a message: "I heard that his boyfriend is very powerful, you must be cautious."

"Thank you." Fu Jiujiu thought for a while, and thanked Mary: "I will pay attention."

After that, Wu Qiuran seldom gave up work to Fu Jiujiu.

It's just that unless forced to or ridiculed, he seldom talks to Fu Jiujiu again.

On the contrary, the attitude towards other colleagues is more warm and soft.

Fu Jiujiu often goes out to follow the scenes and activities, and he is very tired every day. Moreover, because of the shortcomings of NF art, his part-time art editor job has not been relieved, and the manuscripts of each issue must be handed in on time.

Therefore, Wu Qiuran's kung fu was nothing more than playing the piano to a cow, and he had no intention or energy to pay attention to it.

The filming of Yang Chun's issue was published two weeks later.

As soon as the magazine came out, it set off a small craze.First, Yang Chun's team ended up buying the trending search, followed by a wave of fans' enthusiasm, and the rainbow fart was loud.

"God, my brother is really omnipotent. Not only is the ancient costume brilliant, but the modern costume is also not inferior. I can't take my eyes away. I love it."

"Whoever says that my brother is not suitable for modern dramas, see if I don't smash him to death with this magazine!"

"Fuck, this look is so lustful! Both abstinence and lust have been taken into account, I can't stop drooling."

"And the theme is so positive, breaking the darkness and shackles..."

"..."

In addition, of course, there are also negative voices:

"Isn't this look too bold?"

"For eyeballs? It's interesting, but this is a fashion magazine. It's beyond my knowledge of fashion magazines."

"Wow, the new use of silk scarves and stockings has arrived, buy, buy, try."

"..."

This issue can be regarded as the most controversial issue in the history of NF, but the data speaks for itself, but the sales directly hit a new high in the past half a year.

The number of online reservations has increased rapidly, far exceeding the original plan, so that it has to be printed temporarily.

Even the brand followed a hot search, and many netizens left messages expressing their love for the design of the main silk scarf in the coming spring.

Yang Chun thus proved his fashion potential and won many fashion resources that were originally out of reach for him.

Fu Jiujiu turned waste into treasure and fought a very beautiful turnaround.

Apart from Wu Qiuran's jealousy and taboo, Chang Qing was the one who responded the most.

She is mainly responsible for super-first-tier brands and high-end luxury brands, and she also has to review the work of her editors.

Ever since the previous assistant editor left, Chang Qing's workload has reached its limit.

Now that Fu Jiujiu has grown so fast, it can be said that it has given her a pleasant surprise.

She began to transfer some core work to Fu Jiujiu without any hesitation.

Among them is AG.

On this day, he rushed to finish the work at hand, and went to the club to play with Yuan Mufei.

Probably because of billiards,

Or maybe it was because Fu Jiujiu was very careful, and after only meeting him a few times, he could almost figure out his likes and dislikes, and he took care of all aspects properly without making a sound.

Yuan Mufei always felt very comfortable getting along with him, and there was an affinity beyond his age.

While playing, they chatted about Yang Chun's filming last time.

Because of this shooting, the original silk scarf brand "Shi Le" is becoming more and more familiar to the public and set off a wave of sales boom.

Yuan Mufei said: "Since it involves billiards, you should leave it to AG."

Fu Jiujiu smiled while bending over to build a bridge: "If it was really an AG filming, this plan would probably be shot down by your company as soon as it was proposed."

Yuan Mufei thought about it, yes.

People of his age, although they are in the fashion circle, are not as open as young people after all.

I want to pursue the cutting edge of the trend, but also want to stick to the stubbornness in my heart.

So AG is relatively conservative in some respects.

"Do you think AG needs to be more liberal in its corporate culture?" Yuan Mufei asked.

After scoring a goal, Fu Jiujiu changed his position: "That's not necessary, it's just that 'Shi Le' didn't want to do it this time. They were just playing for tickets, so they didn't care what I did."

"That is to say," Yuan Mufei pondered for a moment: "You yourself are not sure that there will be such an effect."

"That's not true," Fu Jiujiu laughed: "Making a magazine is actually doing a market. It is necessary to clarify the preferences of readers and potential buyers. Regarding this style, I have actually analyzed various research data and know that there must be a large part of it. People like it, but it is also very likely to cause polarization."

Fu Jiujiu stood up straight, holding the cue stick in his hand, and still looking at the table: "'Shi Le' is indeed too difficult to find a breakthrough in the question this time, so I took the risk."

Yuan Mufei watched the young man take another shot, the balls collided together, and the No. [-] ball spun into the pocket, and couldn't help but nodded thoughtfully.

For Fu Jiujiu, billiards is often more of an entertainment than a sport.

It requires extremely focused attention and is also very convenient for emptying your mind.

Body and brain can be moderately separated.

It's the perfect way to relax your nerves after an extremely stressful and busy day.

Yuan Mufei gave Fu Jiujiu a lot of advice on table tennis skills.

The two also casually chatted about the focus of AG's publicity, so that they can find a more suitable shooting style.

After a game, Fu Jiujiu felt more refreshed.

After the game, it happened to be dinner time, so Yuan Mufei would go home today to accompany his children as usual.

Fu Jiujiu went downstairs to drink coffee at the coffee shop he often goes to, and eat something along the way.

He was wearing headphones, drinking coffee while watching the push of the fashion official account.

I don't know if it's because the message is effective, but the official account has started pushing fashion information to him again.

He was watching in a daze, when he suddenly felt a shadow cast over him.

One hand was pressed against the edge of the table, the joints were distinct, and on the slender ring finger was a ring with light gray metallic luster, which was fastened tightly.

Fu Jiujiu raised his head and fell into Lin Jun's smiling eyes almost instantly.

He took off his earphones, and just as he was about to speak, Lin Jun asked with a smile, "Little brother, alone?"

Fu Jiujiu didn't know why but wanted to laugh: "Yes."

Lin Jun got the answer he wanted, so he lowered his head and looked at him deeply.

Fu Jiujiu touched his face uncomfortably: "Is there anything?"

"Yes." Lin Jun said.

"What?" Fu Jiujiu was going to turn on the phone camera to take a look.

But Lin Jun continued, with a half-truth and half-fake smile: "It's something that moves my heart."

Fu Jiujiu was stunned, and Lin Jun's smile widened, revealing two dimples.

He pointed out: "Go to play together?"

Fu Jiujiu was sitting by the window, he turned his head to look out, only to find that there were two people standing outside.

At this moment, when he met his eyes, Lu Xiye raised his hand, and stood with the Xing principle and tilted his head.

Lin Jun waved his hand to let them go upstairs first, while he sat across from Fu Jiujiu: "Go?"

"I just played billiards with someone." Fu Jiujiu said.

"That's just right," Lin Jun said with a smile, "There's no need to warm up."

Fu Jiujiu smiled, he played billiards all afternoon, and he didn't really want to move, but it was true that he hadn't seen Lin Jun play for a long time, and he really wanted to watch it.

I miss that boy who was on fire all over his body.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lin Jun thought he didn't want to go, so he said, "Go, you didn't accompany me all day last Monday."

He also said: "If you don't want to fight, just sit by the side and have a tea break. We'll finish early."

Fu Jiujiu nodded.

They say they play basketball, but in fact, only Lin Jun and Lu Xiye play seriously.

Fu Jiujiu watched the battle while drinking sparkling water.

The pounding sound of the tennis ball hit his ears, and Lin Jun swung his racket neatly, with a chilling air.

He has always played fiercely and aggressively.

Lu Xiye used tricky angles and used backhands well, cunningly exhausting the opponent's physical strength.

Holding the sparkling water, Fu Jiujiu watched nervously. The nimble figure in front of him overlapped with the young man in his mind who was killing on the tennis court again.

There was a smile on the corner of his lips, and joy and admiration that he didn't even realize were rippling in his eyes.

As he was watching, Sui Xingyuan finished his match with the sparring partner and came over wiping his sweat.

He seldom played tennis in recent years, and his skills were a lot rusty. This time he came here just to find out how to feel, and he will come to play with them often in the future.

He glanced at Fu Jiujiu, then sat on the seat next to him.

Sui Xingyuan felt that Fu Jiujiu was not as gentle as he appeared on the outside.

On the contrary, he is actually very sharp in his bones.

So this time I didn't challenge him verbally like last time.

Both of them watched the game very attentively.

After Lu Xiye conceded a goal, the two stopped to rest.

Lu Xiye put down his racket and lowered his head to straighten his shoelaces. Lin Jun took the lead and walked over while wiping his sweat with his wrist guard while holding the racket.

When Fu Jiujiu grabbed the towel on the table and was about to hand it to him, Sui Xingyuan stood up.

He unscrewed the cap of the bottle and handed it to Lin Jun. This time it was not his name, but the word "brother".

Fu Jiujiu paused.

Lin Jun didn't want to pick it up but walked up to Fu Jiujiu instead, picked up the half-drinked water and drank it.

His Adam's apple rolled, and sweat slid down his slender neck in wet marks, which was very sexy.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Fu Jiujiu felt that his whole body was exuding a wave of enthusiasm, fresh and vivid.

Then, he leaned over slightly, pushed back the slightly long hair around Fu Jiujiu's ears, and said something in his ear with a smile, and Fu Jiujiu pursed his lips and smiled.

Sui Xingyuan silently put away the water bottle in his hand, Lin Jun sat next to Fu Jiujiu, and said to him, "Bring the towel and water to Xiaoye."

Sui Xingyuan responded and passed by very quickly.

Lin Jun's eyes followed him, and his brows frowned slightly.

Because considering Fu Jiujiu, they ended up relatively quickly today.

Lin Jun came out of the locker room and saw Sui Xingyuan still waiting in the locker area: "Where's Xiao Ye?"

"He went out first." Sui Xingyuan approached him with a smile: "It was a great fight today."

Lin Jun smiled and looked down at him: "Did you say anything to Xiao Jiu before?"

"What?" Sui Xingyuan was startled, then narrowed his eyes: "He sued you?"

"He didn't." Lin Jun said, "I have something to tell you."

"Xiaojun." Sui Xingyuan became a little nervous. "

"Fu Jiujiu has a boy named Qi Luo, who treats him very well." Lin Jun said in a deep voice, "Maybe I haven't told you this."

"What? Does he have any improper relationship with him?" Sui Xingyuan asked.

"Why do you think so?" Lin Jun asked.

"I..." Sui Xingyuan felt a little embarrassed.

"They're fine." Lin Jun said: "But even so, I still feel uncomfortable when they are too close."

Sui Xingyuan already vaguely knew what Lin Jun was going to say, so he pursed his lips and said nothing.

"I used to protect you because you were in poor health, and I was the only one in my world, and I still had strength." Lin Jun said, "But now, I have Fu Jiujiu in my world. put all my strength on him.”

"Heh..." Sui Xingyuan smiled: "I have grown up, we are brothers..."

"Brothers should wish each other well. You should know that with Fu Xiaojiu around, I will only take his water, not others."

"I...I care about you, isn't it okay?" Sui Xingyuan said angrily.

"You can care about me, and I can be your brother, but the only one I love is Fu Jiujiu." Lin Jun said in a serious tone, "Xiaoyuan, you have to respect Fu Jiujiu as you respect me."

Fu Jiujiu stood at the door with Lin Jun's mobile phone in his hand, unable to move.

It was quiet for a long time, and then he heard Lin Jun add: "We can only be brothers."

The author has something to say: I'm still out of town for the past few days, trying to update it every day, but the time may not be too fixed. When I go back, I will fix the update time again.

thank you all.

感谢在2020-08-0222:22:35~2020-08-0416:58:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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