"I don't care about his identity or background, as long as he can attract people's attention and be topical enough, understand?"
"A week later, I want to see the analysis of the person you choose and all the selling points of this person, do you understand?"
"Yes." Everyone said in unison.
"Okay, do you have any questions?" After Lin Xiaomi finished speaking, needles could be heard quietly in the conference room, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, obviously not expecting such a swift and resolute behavior from the newly promoted editor-in-chief.
Just when everyone was very quiet, someone suddenly let out a loud and long fart...
Like a serial cannon.
Everyone looked at the child sitting in the corner of the conference room, and couldn't help laughing.
Leng Junlin was also frightened by his loud fart sound. Seeing everyone looking at him, his fair and tender face flushed with embarrassment, and his small body sat on the chair and writhed uneasily.
Lin Xiaomi was slightly taken aback, and then realized that Leng Junlin, who was like a little follower, was also in the conference room.
Seeing his flushed face and the embarrassment of scratching his cheeks, a smile flashed in Lin Xiaomi's eyes, and his voice softened a little: "Okay, let's end the meeting!"
The editors left the meeting room one after another. Leng Junlin jumped off the chair, looked at Lin Xiaomi who was walking towards him, and grabbed the watermelon head on his head with some embarrassment: "Well, I seem to eat it in the morning. There's a little too much."
Lin Xiaomi pinched his cheek and took him out.
The manager of the administration department happened to ask Lin Xiaomi to read a document, and Leng Junlin followed her side by side.
The editors in the office area were a little curious and liked seeing such a cute and cute little follower beside their editor-in-chief.
A bold editor waved to him with snacks and asked him to lead him over. As soon as Leng Junlin walked over, he was surrounded by everyone, with a lot of snacks stuffed into his arms.
A male editor rubbed his hair and asked him, "Are you Alice's son? How old are you? What's your name?"
Leng Junlin was keenly aware that when this person mentioned Lin Xiaomi, there was a strange light in his eyes, which was very similar to the kind of young boy who was just in love described in the TV series.
Leng Junlin seemed to be coveted by someone, smiled coldly, took off the small backpack on his back, put all the snacks in his arms into the bag, then raised his head and said crisply: "Zhuzhu is not me Mom, she is my future wife, don't even think about her!"
Leng Junlin said seriously, with a serious face, everyone was stunned for a moment, and suddenly burst into laughter, especially the young male editor who laughed the hardest.
He even stretched out his hand and pinched Leng Junlin's face, apparently not taking his words seriously.
Leng Junlin's gloomy face was exactly the same as someone's. He squinted his eyes, slapped the other's hand away, and said threateningly with only two voices: "Zhuzhu is mine! Be careful! Wretched man! "
Lin Xiaomi also noticed the laughter here. Seeing that everyone surrounded Leng Junlin for fun, she was afraid that he would be scared, so she hurried over: "Junlin, don't disturb the work of uncles and aunts."
After Lin Xiaomi finished speaking, Leng Junlin, with a cold light in his eyes, suddenly turned into a cute and cute baby. He turned around and rushed towards her, hugged her legs, and rubbed his little head against her legs. The milky voice said softly, "Zhuzhu, I want to drink water."
Lin Xiaomi smiled and took his hand into the tea room.
The male editor who was warned just now was still in a daze and didn't react. His colleagues were all dispersed and he was the only one who was still squatting on the ground. He was pushed and jokingly said, "What are you thinking about!"
He froze for a moment, got up from the ground, and shook his head. Could he say that he was shocked by the eyes of a four-year-old just now
Looking at Leng Junlin again, it is clear that in front of Alice is a cute and cute little chubby, but just now...
Could it be that he was wrong
On this day, Leng Junlin followed Lin Xiaomi like a follower, wherever she went, he followed him, looking warily at all the gay men in the magazines where she couldn't see.
If she didn't go out in the office, he would sit on the sofa, dangling his legs like a four-year-old child, playing with the computer in her laptop.
Several female colleagues like cute children very much, and can't help but want to tease him and talk to him.
"Little friend, do you want to go home with Auntie? Auntie's house has a lot of delicious food. How about going home with Auntie tonight?"
While eating snacks, Leng Junlin looked at the other party coldly, with an innocent and cute look on his face: "Auntie, do you know? You smile like a child trafficker."
He opened his mouth sarcastically, and everyone around was startled. No one thought that this four-year-old child could talk so well, and suddenly found it more interesting, and wanted to tease him to talk.
In a blink of an eye, Leng Junlin restrained his surly aura and became soft and cute: "Auntie, I was joking with you, do you like me very much? But I already have Zhuzhu, I am very dedicated One, but my father can introduce you to him. He is still single, and he is about as handsome as me. Although his temper is a bit stinky, he can still be called a male god among his peers. Do you want to know him? I can introduce you to you."
...
Leng Yihuang came to Liancheng overnight. Before that, he had sent people over to investigate Leng Junlin's whereabouts. He searched the surveillance video of the train from Kyoto to Liancheng for a period of time, and finally found Leng Junlin.
Finding out that Leng Junlin was taken away by a woman, he continued to call the surveillance outside the train station and searched all the way to the apartment where they got off.
Because Leng Yihuang was on a business trip to G City, Ah Xing had already arrived in Liancheng ahead of schedule. When he saw the woman taking Leng Junlin away in the surveillance video, he froze in horror, rubbed his eyes, and almost thought he was wrong. up.
Leng Yihuang's stiff body looked at the women who appeared from different angles in the video, that beautiful face, delicate facial features, and that brilliant and gentle smile...
Isn't this really a dream
Is Lin Xiaomi really you
Did you manifest to protect our son, or am I... actually dreaming again
Standing downstairs in the apartment, Leng Yihuang hadn't slept all night, his eyes were bloodshot, and from a distance, he saw a woman walking towards him step by step, holding Leng Junlin's hand.
The wind messed up her long hair. She raised her hand and tucked her hair behind her ears. She lowered her head and said something to her son with a smile on her face, just like the gentleness in her memory.
Leng Junlin, who has always been surly, rubbed against her, like a cute and obedient baby, smiling so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes.
Leng Yihuang watched this scene motionless, his eyes gradually turned red...