Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 591 When you should be shy, you look like a hooligan, but when you shouldn't be shy, you look serious

In the brightly lit bedroom, Shen Du was sitting on the sofa next to the floor-to-ceiling windows.

There was a laptop on his lap, and the bony middle finger of his right hand was slowly moving on the touch panel.

Shen Du was wearing a light gray home clothes, and sat there lazily, with a touch of smoke and fire on his body, and the usual cold and indifferent atmosphere was a little less.

This time, he accompanied Nan Song to participate in "All the way with you", and he left most of the work to Chen Mingyu to handle.

His boss was also merciless when assigning tasks to others, treating Chen Ming and one person as if they were two people.

And Chen Mingyu only gradually realized one thing when he was assigned work tasks one after another——

There really is no such thing as a free lunch.

The sudden salary increase some time ago really dazzled him a bit, making him forget his true nature as the boss for a while.

Let me ask, would a man who has been in the Vanity Fair business for many years give his subordinates a raise for no reason?

And the first increase is the kind that increases by 20.00% on the basis of the original monthly salary.

Of course not.

After all, creatures like domineering presidents are for business, not charity.

But at that time, because the happiness came so suddenly, Chen Mingyu didn't realize it at all.

It wasn't until he was overwhelmed by successive work tasks that he gradually realized that the boss was using him as a donkey.

So, one night in the dead of night, Chen Minghe was sitting in the assistant office on the 24th floor of the Yunyi Group headquarters building, staring at the computer screen in front of him with a look of lovelessness.

He counted down the number of work tasks in the column "to be completed today", and let out a groan in his heart.

It was really unbearable, Chen Mingyu finally posted a circle of friends that blocked Shen Du, the content was like this——

With all due respect, none of the donkeys in the production team are equipped with such equipment. (smile.jpg)

But the facts have proved that staying up late and working overtime for a long time will indeed make people in a trance. For example, Chen Mingyu was so tranced that he thought that his circle of friends blocked Shen Du.

But there is nothing at all.

He didn't react until he had finished dealing with a bunch of things, his little hands were cold with fright, and he subconsciously wanted to delete that circle of friends.

But obviously it was too late, because his dear boss had already commented to him below, the content was like this——

[Chen Zhu, an immature little suggestion: Remember to check it several times next time when you post something similar to blocking people in Moments. Don’t miss me, otherwise I will embarrass you like I am now. 】

When Chen Mingyu saw Shen Du's comment, he almost lost his mind.

I have to admit that his boss has this embarrassing ability.

At the end of the story, Chen Minghe desperately set the circle of friends to be visible only to himself, after all, Taishe died.

And here, Shen Du, who left most of the work to Chen Minghe, naturally ended up quite leisurely.

Except for some documents or contracts with strong commercial confidentiality that need him to review and sign, other things are almost out of his sight.

It is said that I am here to accompany my wife to participate in variety shows to be happy and happy, but the fact is really like this.

Such a state is simply not too nice for Shen Du.

Nice is dancing when his fingers are typing on the keyboard, which perfectly shows the true mood at the moment.

However, Nan Song's mood was just the opposite of his.

She came out of the bathroom, with a mask on her face, and angrily sat down on the sofa next to Shen Du.

Because of too much force when sitting down, and the soft texture of the sofa, Nan Song sank directly into it.

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Obviously, she came over aggressively, but when she sat down, her whole aura was destroyed, and she was a little speechless.

But I don't really think about this trap because it's so comfortable. (Smile)

After thinking for two seconds, Nan Song decided to simply maintain such a big boss attitude and start talking to Shen Du.

"It's all good things you did, tell me, what should I do?"

Shen Du looked away from the computer screen and landed on her face.

His expression was a little serious, and the line of his lips was tightly drawn, not knowing what he was thinking about.

After a long period of silence passed, Shen Du suddenly said: "What should I do?"

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Is this guy a fool?

"Didn't you hear what I said in the bathroom just now??"

Shen Du stared at her for two seconds, then nodded: "I heard it."

Nan Song sneered in his heart, if he dared to say that he didn't hear it, then she ordered to do it.

"Got it, so what? Shouldn't you say something?"

Shen Du stretched out his right hand and slightly lowered the computer screen a little bit, then looked at Nan Song with a serious expression.

"Just let it air. We haven't done anything shameful. Why are you so nervous?"

".?"

Seeing the doggy man in front of him sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, Nan Song thought it was his fault.

Her clear and beautiful eyes were wide open, and she was about to speak, but she felt that she was a little imposing just talking like that.

So he pushed his arms hard on the back of the sofa and straightened himself up.

"Are you saying that you haven't done anything shameful? You stuck out your tongue."

Shen Du still had the same dead calm look: "If you stretch it out, you can stretch it out. The tongue grows in my mouth. It is my freedom to let it do whatever it wants."

Nan Song was overwhelmed by his thick skin: "...you stretched it in front of the camera."

"Well, it stretched out in front of the camera, so what? Is it illegal? How many years?"

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Nan Song's head is buzzing, damn it, I can't talk anymore this day.

"Anyway, you just wait, the pilot movie will air tomorrow, and then you will be scolded by yourself, and I won't give you the back!"

After saying this, Nan Song sat up from the sofa with a "chuckle".

Seeing her big movements, Shen Du frowned slightly: "Be careful when you get up."

"A little bit!"

Nan Song really didn't want to talk to this cheeky dog ​​man, so he made a face and went to the bathroom to tear off the mask.

Shen Du looked at her slender back, pursed his lips, and smiled dotingly and gently.

When she should be shy, she looks like a female hooligan, but when she shouldn't be shy, she looks serious.

In the next second, Shen Du withdrew his gaze and continued to deal with the work in hand.

Nan Song came out of the bathroom, and muttered while plastering the meatballs: "The mask is almost used up, tsk, it's time to stock up."

These words clearly fell into Shen Du's ears. He quietly picked up the phone, clicked on the software, checked the product details, and successfully placed the order.

One-pass operation is smooth and smooth.

"bought it."

(End of this chapter)