Luo Hui had been slandering him behind his back, yet the young master had never taken him seriously.
Ji xiancheng raised his brows. I don't think you have any objections. Let him fly to Munich with you. You can assess him.
"Got it," Fu Nanli said calmly.
Luo Hui had divorced his wife and had been pursuing a small internet celebrity recently. He was in the midst of a tough battle. If he could get the position of Captain, the small internet celebrity would definitely be easy to get.
Therefore, he was very nervous.
His happiness for the rest of his life depended on whether young master Fu would agree to him becoming a full-time employee.
When Fu Nanli came out, he saw a man eagerly handing him a cup of coffee. Captain Fu, I personally ground the coffee beans and made the coffee. Please try it.
He was younger than him, but he still had to bow and kneel like this. He could accept it.
Who asked him to be rich and powerful?
Fu Nanli's brows furrowed tightly.
Xu Shen walked up and smiled at Luo Hui. "Co-captain Luo, our Captain doesn't drink. Thank you, but he has something else to do, so I won't chat with you any longer."
Then, he escorted his Captain out of the office building.
"Who was that just now?"
"Luo Hui," Xu Shen scoffed.
Fu Nanli had one hand in his pocket, standing in the brightly lit elevator lobby. He nodded slightly."Oh, that's Luo Hui."
"He's been badmouthing you behind your back, Captain."
Fu Nanli clearly couldn't understand.
He didn't even know this person, and he didn't seem to have any contact with him at work.
he's jealous. He thinks that you're a rich second-generation heir and that you're abusing your power for personal gain. Many people in the company don't like him. Young CEO Ji only gave him a chance because he's experienced enough to avoid being labeled as someone who treats his old employees badly.
Fu Nanli's expression was calm, as if he didn't care.
This kind of person wasn't worth his effort.
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On a rainy night, Wen Qiao had already registered her account on B site. Her name was Chi mo. She had changed into a simple long dress and picked up the Fox mask with red and white drawings on the table.
Wen Chi and Wen mo sat behind the camera.
"Why are you wearing a mask?"
Wen Qiao raised her brows. I earn my living with my capabilities. I don't rely on my looks.
"Then I'll start shooting now."
Wen Qiao cleared her throat. occasionally cut into a close-up or two. Do you know how to do that? "
"Are you looking down on me? When you're done, you'll have to beg me to be your exclusive photographer."
"It's starting," Wen Qiao chuckled.
She was playing the ten-sided ambush pipa. The music was intense and shocking, clearly showing the scene of Xiang Yu being surrounded by the Army.
He could pull a mountain with his strength, but what could Yuji do?
There was hardness and softness, and her fingering was clean and neat. It made people feel as if they were on the bank of the river Wu, their hearts hanging tightly. Wen Chi was sighing in his heart as he filmed. His sister was really f * cking ... .
The song was finished in seven minutes and eleven seconds.
Wen mo immediately started clapping crazily.
It was his sister's die-hard fan.
Su Yun was knitting a sweater in the living room and smiling at the three siblings.
Wen Qiao let out a breath, put down the lute, removed her mask, and leaned over. "How was my performance?"
Wen Chi gave him two thumbs up.
shut up! Wen Qiao smacked his head. don't you dare curse.
"How is this considered a curse?"
"Sister, did you play well?" Wen Qiao turned to look at Wen mo.
Wen mo nodded his head vigorously. Wen Qiao smiled and rubbed his head.
"Does Little Mo know how to edit videos?" Wen Qiao asked tentatively.
"How would he know how to do that?" Wen Chi asked.
Wen mo shook his head.
"You don't think so?"
Wen mo nodded again.
"Then, sister, you can cut it yourself," Wen Qiao smiled.
"You can teach me. I'll help you cut it in the future," Wen Chi volunteered.