"My Milk Murder I Am Attacking" Author: Kexi </P> Copywriting: One sentence introduction: When I woke up, I married my most hated boss!
Xing Wen was in a car accident and woke up to a certain degree of subversion.It's not the point to get rich overnight and regain your dreams, the point is that the cold-faced Thanos boss who made him work from 5 to 9 and write a plan with a liver explosion is gone!
--It's so exciting, people raise their arms and shout three times around the earth!
However, these joys came to an end the moment he opened the door.Mu Chen: When you come back, do you eat first, take a bath first, or first...When ====== Mu Chen opened his eyes, he was facing a completely unfamiliar world.The green light stops and the red light goes, and the park turns into a grove.The bear child learned all night, and the bad old man went up to the fifth floor in one go.And he has become the most well-known fashion model under the company from the big boss of Xingwen Media...
The only thing that remains unchanged is Xing someone, who is still fierce and unruly.After sleeping together, I realized that Xing was not fierce at all, and he wanted to drink a cup of hot milk before going to bed, not to mention, the reason for the irritable table flipping may be...
Not enough sugar.Edible instructions: cp: love to complain / black skin milk fierce / social face attack x will make money / white skin tear mole / little fox is the main attack, the author is biased towards double arrows, the ultimate goal is to attack each other's favor first marriage and then love, same-sex marriageable setting.The slight plot involves the investigation of the case, and the rest of the time is very sand sculpture very in love with the brain V one by one after getting married, only to find out that the other party who was once a huge annoyance is such a cute vulgar story.Sweet sweet sweet article highlighted, in order not to let Xing Wen lift the table, the author is strong and resolute to write sweet articles!
In a word: Eat first, sleep first, or first...
Content tags: Strong and strong urban love through time and space Sweet text search keywords: protagonist: Xing Wen, Mu Chen ┃ Supporting role: Pick up the text "Wake up your vest fell off [live broadcast]" to collect w ┃ Other: Sand Sculpture Chapter 1 The Moon of the Fifteenth Sixteenth Circle.The lights of the old town were all extinguished, and everything was curled up in the endless silence of the night, sleeping peacefully.The night wind was blowing, the moonlight was cruising back and forth among the surging clouds, and a crow came up from the sky and landed steadily on the edge of the old eaves, and shrunk its beak and did not dare to cry.At half past three in the morning, the iron door of Shengrong's seafood kitchen was pushed open by one hand.Quick, be careful.The person who came out of the head had a cigarette in his mouth and squinted and looked around.You're here to do me a favor, this fish is heavy and smelly.As soon as the person in the back opened his mouth, it was the smell of wine, what are you panicking about, the heavy snakeskin bag in the dead of night was dragged against the ground, and the one behind was easily dragged to the door, and when he raised his head and hit the back of the person in front: Hey, what the hell are you stopping and doing The cigarette butt was burned, and the embers fell to the ground, flashing red. ...Yes.The snakeskin bag was completely out of his hands, and the foul-smelling liquid flowed down the bottom of the bag to the door.The person behind stared at the direction of the person in front of him, and most of the wine woke up.Exercise.He scolded.Half an hour later, the boot door was slammed shut, and the white bread swept away in the dark night.The crow screamed and flew away from the eaves.It's all quiet again.- A week later.The subway line 3 sounds that the glass door is about to close.A car of people is crowded, although it is early in the morning, but the fast-paced city people have a special spirit.The student party held on to the pillar to talk about exams and gossip, the gray-haired elderly group sat in a row, and there were already people in the office workers who were talking about business with their mobile phones.The glass door that seemed to be about to close suddenly opened, and the wind from nowhere squeezed into the car.A tall man in a trench coat walked in and bowed his head slightly as he entered.The door is about to close, passengers close to the door, please pay attention to your clothes, beware of the man who is caught in the trap turns back, pulls the back of the windbreaker with one hand, and the subway door closes immediately.The whole carriage was too quiet, and the office worker who was talking about business was left to whisper: Yes, it is a commission price, and the three 6s of RMB are a little frightened.Mom, there's a fleshy little hand raised, that big brother shhhThe young mother looked panicked and pulled her little girl, don't point at people, it's rude.The little girl was half-protected in her mother's arm for some reason, and her little head still couldn't help but look this way.The subway is running, and the black glass door reflects the appearance of a man's eyebrows locked.The skin is an ancient brown that has been sunburned in the sun for a long time, and the facial features are handsome and angular, that is, each piece is pieced together with fierceness and even murderous spirit written inside and out.The occupants of a carriage stood solemnly and solemnly, and when the door opened for the third time, the man showed signs that he was about to get off.Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.Mom, that brother seems to be in the underworld!
The little girl still couldn't hold back.The man's tall figure froze, and at this moment there was a deathly silence in the whole carriage.After only a second's pause, the man strode out, and the car door slowly closed.- Like your mother!
Xing Wen sneezed hard when he came out, and walked out of the station quickly wrapped in a windbreaker.Pedestrians along the way consciously avoided it, as if there was a fried bomb hidden under his trench coat.
Medicine hands.
Gun-like.After experiencing the first 25 years of his life, Xing Wen actually adapted to this situation.It's not all bad to look fierce, at least when you're on the verge of being late for work, there's nothing more important than having a smooth road ahead.As soon as the subway station came out, the demon wind carried the cold air to his face, and Xing Wen, a person who was nearly one meter nine tall, almost shivered in the face of the cold wind.Wear less.He simply ran, but it was still drizzling outside, and when he got downstairs to the company, he looked at his watch, and it was seven twenty-eight.Xing Wen hurriedly swiped his face and swiped his card into the company, and quickly went to the boss's office on the 21st floor, raised his hand neatly and knocked on the door, and then opened the door directly.Old Xing Wen moved his gaze to the window fiercely.There was a rotating chair there, and Mu Chen actually sat on it today.Morning.The rotating chair turned around, Mu Chen put on the cap of the pen and pen, and smiled: I should be windy and rainy, you won't come.Mu Chen raised his hand and threw the book on his lap.Xing Wen subconsciously took it, it was his plan, and a small piece of paper fell out of it when he threw it over.It's a mess.Mu Chen stood up with his hands propped up, I'll see a guest later, and we'll talk about planning when we're done.Xing Wen's heart jumped, and there were thousands of troops roaring and roaring in his heart in an instant.The monthly opening of the world is completely unrekindled, rebuilt and re-humanized, planning and batching.
The fight is about to begin.However, these are all thoughts that Xing Wen would have had in the past.Today's Xing Wen is fierce and fearless.He wanted to resign, and on the way to come, he had already stabilized the posture of Lao Tzu who was afraid of whom.Boss.Xing Wenlang spoke.Mu Chen was stretching his waist and walking towards his independent office at this time, when he was called to stop and look back at him.After meeting his gaze, Xing Wen's head instantly turned white, but he still chose to go down.I want to break up.Xing Wen said quickly and resolutely.As soon as the words came out, an awkward and brief silence flowed between the two.Mu Chen laughed first, laughing until tears were about to appear in the corners of his eyes, and then he pointed to the small piece of paper that fell on the ground: Hand it over to the finance.Xing Wen's whole person was messy, and when he saw Mu Chen leave casually, he picked up the small piece of paper.There is a line of words on it, written by Mu Chen.My assistant Xing Wen was 30 seconds late today and deducted 200 wages.declined, Mu Chen drew a small heart in that position.I'll go?
Xing Wen kneaded the paper, and he was almost suspicious of life.
-Not long after returning from the finance department, a middle-aged man with oily and smooth hair came to the office with an assistant.Xing Wen was holding his mobile phone at this moment, and glanced at the WeChat that his cousin Tang Yao sent him yesterday.Tang Yao: Resignation is like breaking up, the attitude must be tough, and resolutely break with the SB boss!
Xing Wen's face was as pale as dirt, and he typed: You killed Lao Tzu.didn't receive a reply, Tang Yao is estimated to be lying down and not getting up at this point, and the current college students are living a smooth life.Xing Wen put down his phone and glanced at the door of Mu Chen's independent office.Generally, the people who can go inside are not Mr.
Du and Mr.
Li, but the actors and models who are thriving under the company.This time it was Mr.
Chen who came back, and he went in proudly with a spring breeze on his stomach, and he didn't even notice Xing Wen who was sitting outside.You, fuel, oil.Xing Wen fell back into the chair.As Mu Chen's assistant for a year, he hadn't seen half of them get some oil and water from Mu Chen.Xing Wen knew that there was something to talk about, so he simply stretched out his long legs, put the plan on his face, and began to make up for sleep.The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, and Xing Wen was sleeping peacefully when he heard the door in the inner room being pushed open.Mr.
Chen strode out like a ball, his face turned red, Xing Wen opened his eyes and got up unhurriedly to send it.That damn Mr.
Mu Chen just opened his mouth to scold, and the moment he saw Xing Wen clearly, his face turned pale.The assistant he brought with him didn't dare to look this way at all.Damn Mu Fox, right.Xing Wen made up his words, it's okay, scold as much as you want, he can't hear anything in it.Don't ask him how he knows.The panic on Mr.
Chen's face has reached its peak.No hurry, stay for a cup of tea.Xing Wen smiled.Let's scold him happily together.Xing Wen stretched out his hand, Mr.
Chen shouted in pain, and hurriedly ran out with his assistant.The door of the office room was slammed shut, Xing Wen couldn't laugh, and the small lamp on the table flashed and sparkled with a smile, it was Mu Chen who called him.Xing Wen coughed twice and stopped laughing, took a deep breath and knocked on Mu Chen's door.Come on in.Mu Chen said.Xing Wen pushed the door in, and Mu Chen was wearing gold-rimmed glasses that were a deputy scum.The face is quite indifferent, without the joy and pride of making money.Mu Fox may have seen through the red dust, so find a temple as soon as possible to eat fast and chant Buddha, don't harm all living beings to go downstairs to buy coffee first, you have a cup and I have a cup.Mu Chen took off his glasses, and yawned on the back of the chair: I'm about to get sleepy until it turns into water.Mu Chen's skin is very white, and it is easier to see dark circles under his eyes than ordinary people.Every day, this man makes money day and night, and he is not afraid of sudden death one day.No, Xing Wen's attitude is very resolute, I won't do it, that's what I wanted to say just now.Really quitting?
Mu Chen was not surprised, only squinted.5 to 9, it's a person who can't do it.Xing Wen looked down at him slightly from this angle, and his gaze inadvertently swept over the tear mole in the corner of Mu Chen's right eye.Although the Mu fox is cunning and hateful, objectively evaluated, the person is really good-looking.is much more decent than the artists recruited by his company, and can be a model.I'll go buy coffee first, and we'll talk about it when I get back to my job.Mu Chen naturally didn't know that his employees were actively thinking about ways to make a fortune for themselves.Not.Xing Wen frowned, turned around and walked out.Anyway, even if you resign, you can't leave immediately.Wait a minute.Mu Chen called out to him.Xing Wen stood still, and did not turn back in order to appear tougher.After being silent for a long time, Mu Chen said: You can put my coat on.What?
Xing Wen thought he had misheard.It's cold outside.On Mu Chenfu's desk, he looked at Xing Wen's back: he took leave for a cold before leaving his job, and his salary was deducted.Xing Wen: - Five minutes later, Xing Wen appeared downstairs in the company wearing the fragrance of a capitalist.Mu Chen's coat is a little narrower on the arms, and he can only wear a drape, which is really cold but more like the underworld, okay!
Xing Wen took a step forward with an umbrella, and saw a dog in front of him in a panic and walked around.It's easy to get irritated on a rainy day, and you have to go back to negotiate when the coffee is bought.Xing Wen crossed the street and received a call from a real estate agent when he was waiting for a red light.Hello Mr.
Xing, I am Xiao Chen, the agent who took you to see the house last time.There was a rather ugly voice on the phone.Hello.Xing Wen frowned.He remembered which Xiao Chen it was, and he had nothing to do in the last two weeks, so he went to see the newly built real estate in Xinghe District.The building in the center of the city really lived up to expectations, 80,000 square meters.He just worked for Mu Fox all his life, and it was impossible for him to buy a house in Xinghe District.We are happy to tell you great news!
Xiao Chen said excitedly, the last time you glanced at the real estate in the photo, the price has been reduced!
Xing Wen's head was full of black lines, and the red light jumped at this time, and he stepped out: How much?
The current price Xiao Chen reported loudly: 79,888, one flat!
Click, the phone hung up.Fucking neurotic, I thought he was an aunt who bought cabbage for five cents.Xing Wen strode across the road, bowed his head and blacked out the number.There wasn't much traffic on the road this weather, and now it was green again, and by the time he suddenly noticed a black car running out of gas and heading straight at him, it was too late.Xing Wen quickly stepped back, the car made a sharp turn, and shoveled up without saying anything.Deliberately?
Coming at him?
It's still for Mu Chen.Good guys, this has to be a flesh and blood blur.Xing Wen glanced over, recognized the license plate number and the owner's face, and closed his eyes suddenly.The author has something to say: Kaiwen, visual inspection is the main emotional line, light plot direction, relaxed and happy, sand sculpture bedtime reading, sweet text, no special circumstances at nine o'clock in the evening, I hope you like to take over the article "Wake up your vest fell off [live broadcast]" to collect, the following copywriting: The Department of Architecture of the University of Science and Technology is very cold, not much to say is the liver map, the marker pen from morning to night.At ten o'clock in the night, He Yuan opened his live broadcast room for color trials, He Yuan: No. 12 color, good-looking, buy it.() He Yuan: This is the texture of the cement on the mouth, and it dries like asphalt.() Barrage 1: How angry are the beauty bloggers who said good, up came back from which construction site did you work 2333 barrage 2: I have lips that are obsessed with skr people, but I have to say poisonous SKR people, this anchor is really hardcore barrage 3: Ahhh!!
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