I wish you a fall in love

Chapter 2781 Chapter 3398 Like being tricked by your own children every day 30
Shi Ming couldn't wait to get up and go out, he paused, and dropped two words,
"Need not."

"Okay, Mr. Shi." Seeing the hurried back of the big boss who never looked back, the director of the public relations department was taken aback again, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

It wasn't until 10 minutes later that the director of the public relations department looked at the screen of the mobile phone and realized why he felt that the boss who had just answered him "no" had an arrogant expression of "I want you to worry about it".

Weibo collapsed.

A certain Sina big V account, although it is a super big V officially certified by Uncle Lang, but the last Weibo was reposted by a blogger as a best man several years ago to celebrate the couple's wedding in Qingcheng, and it has not been updated until now.

The comments under that Weibo post are all the messages of enthusiastic fans of true love girls all over the world who have been relentlessly climbing the wall to check in for the blogger's business.

Then, when everyone was working hard (hundred) diligently (not) sincerely (chatting) honestly (chatting) in their respective positions, going to work and school, the "ding" mobile phone suddenly sent a message that Sina Weibo paid special attention to— —

When clicked on, the girls around the world responded surprisingly unanimously:
From the sluggish face at the beginning—shrinking and dilating the pupils like an earthquake—unbelievably holding his breath—to the last “swish” he bounced up from the chair, pointed at his fingers and shivered while screaming:

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Big V number [Shi Ming] just posted a Weibo:
"Personal feelings and private matters, don't disturb."

Maybe because Shi Ming's Weibo has been desolate for too long, even tens of millions of fans mistakenly thought that the male god's account had been stolen at first.

Five minutes later, Uncle Lang's technical guy in the background noticed that the traffic data had skyrocketed, and it was too late to find the source.

That's right.

Weibo crashed...

The system is blown up...

I can't even open the home page...

The group of die-hard fans who were stamping their feet and screaming with their mobile phones were so excited that their eyes were red and their noses were sore. They rubbed the corners of their eyes and were about to cry.

The indifferent, affectionate and lonely man they have missed and admired for so many years is finally about to open their hearts to love.

At this moment, Uncle Lang's technical buddies have been aggrieved and crying. While frantically typing on the keyboard and writing code to repair the completely broken system, they silently beat their chests and cried in tears:

"Time is short, can you let your public relations girl come and let you know before you update your blog next time..."

Fortunately, it's working hours. If this is like the other wealthy couples who always post blog posts in the middle of the night to show off their love, wouldn't they have to be woken up from sleep by a series of fatal calls to repair the system?
Therefore, Shi Shao is more kind than Ji Shao.

However, it didn't take long for these inner words to be severely slapped in the face by reality.

The technical buddies hugged their heads and cried late at night:
[These young masters have nothing to do with the word "kindness" at all! ! ! 】

……

Times International President's Office.

It's been 10 minutes since Shi Ming came back.

During these 10 minutes, this man was like an exquisitely carved plaster statue of a human body, sitting motionless at his desk.

With his eyes closed, the phone is still firmly in his hand.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, large swathes of sunlight shone on his angular side face, extending from the brow bone, making the eye sockets even more deep, exuding a sexy and restrained aura all over his body.

Morrie knocked on the door with the file,

"Boss."

Shi Ming opened his eyelids slightly, his pure golden pupils shot out an overly stunning light, almost blurted out in his head,

"Is Xiao Jiu here?"

(End of this chapter)