My CEO's Potent

"However, President, our funds..." although the acquisitions are all tributaries of Zhou, Zhou is widely distributed all over the country. I'm afraid the sudden acquisition of so many will have an impact on the company.

"Buy a small amount first." Although Xiao Huai hates Zhou, he has discretion in everything and will not affect the company because of his emotions.

The assistant couldn't help admiring Xiao Huai more. There are few people like Xiao Huai who don't confuse personal emotions with work: "I'll do it now."

Every time Xiao Nanshan threatens him with Wu Shuangyi, Xiao Huai's heart is as painful as being pierced into a thorn.

"Where's Miss?" Xiao Huai calls the bodyguard who secretly protects Wu Shuangyi.

"Miss is still at home."

Hearing that Wu Shuangyi was at home, Xiao Huai was relieved. Told: "you protect miss, call me in any case."

Since Qingshan promised song's mother to stay away from Wu Shuangyi last time, he stayed at home every day except for class. Song's mother's defensive psychology has been relaxed a lot.

"Qingshan, I went shopping with some friends. If you are hungry, let your aunt cook for you. " Song's mother knocked on Qingshan's door and told him.

Although Qingshan didn't respond, song's mother knew that he must have heard what she said, so she turned and left.

Who knows that this unsmiling Qingshan teacher, who has always been in the eyes of students, is like an ordinary disobedient child at home.

Qingshan confirmed that song's mother had gone out, so she immediately took out her mobile phone and called Wu Shuangyi: "Hello, Shuangyi. I haven't painted for several days. Have you conceived it yourself? "

As long as Qingshan mentions something about painting, it will be very serious.

"This... This is still not well thought out." Wu Shuangyi suddenly heard Qingshan mention painting. She was a little embarrassed. She had too much fun these two days and forgot her business.

"That's all right. Let's meet at the same place later." When Qingshan thought of seeing Wu Shuangyi, she was extra happy.

Although Wu Shuangyi had some resistance to that place since Song's mother talked to her last time. But others also want to guide themselves in painting. They have no other meaning. If they refuse again, they seem to be a little ignorant.

Hearing Wu Shuangyi's silence for a long time, Qingshan knew that she was thinking about something else: "Shuangyi?"

"Ah... OK, I'll be there right now." After Wu Shuangyi hung up, he changed his clothes and went out.

Seeing that Wu Shuangyi had just fallen into the water and had not had a good rest, Aunt Zhang stopped going out again and said, "Miss, you can't go out. You have to have a good rest today, or you'll catch a cold when you go out?"

"Aunt Zhang, it's all right. I'm not the kind of weak person. Don't mention falling into the water once, even ten times will not be a problem. " In order to prove his good health, Wu Shuangyi also photographed his body.

"No, the young master told me before going out. I can't let you out." Aunt Zhang knew she couldn't convince Wu Shuangyi, so she had to carry Xiao Huai out as a shield.

But Wu Shuangyi is not easy to fool: "really? Then why didn't I hear it? "

Aunt Zhang grew up watching Wu Shuangyi. With her playfulness, she naturally understood: "you didn't hear it because you weren't there."

Seeing that this plan didn't work, Wu Shuangyi began to act coquettish and said, "Oh, my good Aunt Zhang, just let me out. People are waiting there. Qingshan is my teacher anyway. How nice to let the teacher wait so long? "

In Aunt Zhang's traditional thought, the status of teachers is very high. Hearing what Wu Shuangyi said, Aunt Zhang softened her attitude and said, "then remember to come back early. If you come back later than the young master, how can you explain? "

"Of course I know. Aunt Zhang is the best for me. I'll go." Wu Shuangyi "escaped" from home and hurriedly took a taxi to the studio.

"Sorry, I was delayed just now." As soon as Wu Shuangyi saw Qingshan, he ran over and panted.

Qingshan helped her along the airway: "then you don't have to be in such a hurry."

This scene was just photographed by the person Zhou Weiwei sent to follow.

Zhou Weiwei resented Wu Shuangyi even more because she was almost fired by Xiao Huai. When she heard that Qingshan and Wu Shuangyi met again, she hurried over.

Zhou Weiwei came to the studio and secretly stuffed some money for the waiter. He lied that he was Wu Shuangyi's friend. He just came back from abroad and wanted to surprise her, so he asked which studio Qingshan and Wu Shuangyi were in.

"I think it's better to be lively, which can form a contrast with those painters..."

"No, now your painting skills are not solid enough. If you rashly challenge this painting style, it's easy to screw up if you are active..."

They were discussing what style of paintings to draw, and Wu Shuangyi's paintings fell to the ground.

Zhou Weiwei took the opportunity to go to the door and cut off the power supply. Sneak into the house carefully.

Wu Shuangyi, who had just been to the haunted house, suddenly felt that he was surrounded by people: "ah... Don't come here..."

Since Qingshan comforts Wu Shuangyi, she has to go and see what's going on. In a hurry, Zhou Weiwei sneaked up to Wu Shuangyi and deliberately tripped her. In the dark, Wu Shuangyi immediately lay on the ground "ah..."

Zhou Wei quickly slipped out and said happily: now I want to know what evidence will there be?

At this time, the waiter heard the cry and hurried to check. The final conclusion was that the circuit was aging and would not be powered off until it burned out.

After the light was on, Qingshan comforted Wu Shuangyi and said, "it's okay, it's okay."

Wu Shuangyi went to see the injured wound. There were scattered painting tools on the ground, including pencil sharpening knives. Wu Shuangyi always asked for its sharpness without delaying the painting time, but now the scratched hand is also extremely sharp.

"So much blood." Qingshan is distressed to see a long wound under Wu Shuangyi.

The waiter thought it was the studio's fault. He suddenly remembered that there was a first-aid kit here and said, "I'll get you a first-aid kit."

Soon, the waiter came in with the box: "it's coming. I checked it just now. There's just gauze in it."

"I'll do it." Qingshan took the gauze sermon from the waiter.

Zhou Weiwei, who was observing at the door, saw this scene and immediately took a camera to shoot it, but deliberately skipped the waiter on one side.

"Wu Shuangyi, there's no way to deny it this time." Zhou Weiwei's face showed a proud smile.

After Zhou Weiwei came out of the studio, he handed the camera to the humanitarian person in charge of tracking Wu Shuangyi: "wash out the photos inside, and then send them anonymously to Xiao Huai."