Luo Hui was almost slandering him behind his back, it turned out that the young master never took him seriously.
Ji Xianzheng raised his eyebrows: "You should have no objection. Let him fly with you to Munich twice and you can evaluate him."
Fu Nanli said calmly: "I understand."
Luo Hui is divorced from his wife and is currently pursuing a young internet celebrity. He is in the critical stage of pursuing this. If he can get the position of captain, becoming a young internet celebrity will be easy for him.
So, he was very nervous.
His happiness in the second half of his life depends entirely on whether Mr. Fu agrees to his permanent status.
When Fu Nanli came out, he saw a man handing him a cup of coffee very attentively: "Captain Fu, I personally ground the coffee beans and brewed the coffee. Please try it."
He accepted that he still needed to be so servile even though he was younger than him.
Who says they are rich and powerful
Fu Nanli frowned.
Xu Shen walked up and looked at Luo Hui with a smile: "Co-pilot Luo, our captain doesn't drink. Thank you. The captain has other things to do, so I won't talk to you any more."
After saying that, he escorted his captain out of the office building.
"Who was that just now?"
Xu Shen sneered: "Luo Hui."
Fu Nanli put one hand in his pocket, stood in the shiny elevator, and nodded slightly: "Oh, that's Luo Hui."
"He often says bad things about you behind your back, Captain."
Fu Nanli obviously couldn't understand.
He didn't even recognize the man and didn't seem to have any contact with him at work.
"They are jealous. They think you are a rich second-generation and abuse your power for personal gain. Many people in the company don't like him. Mr. Ji is giving him a chance because he has enough experience, so as to avoid being branded as a person who mistreats old employees."
Fu Nanli looked indifferent, as if he didn't care.
People like this are not worth his trouble.
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On a rainy night, Wen Qiao had already registered an account on Bilibili, named Chi Mo. She changed into a simple long dress and picked up the red and white painted fox mask on the table and put it on.
Wen Chi and Wen Mo sat behind the set up camera.
Wen Chi: "Why are you still wearing a mask?"
Wen Qiao raised an eyebrow: "I make a living by my ability, not my looks."
“Then I’ll start shooting now.”
Wen Qiao cleared his throat: "Can you cut to two close-ups occasionally?"
"You look down on me, don't you? After you take the photos, you have to ask me to be your personal photographer."
Wen Qiao chuckled: "It's started."
She played the pipa piece "Ten Sides of Ambush". The music was intense and heart-stirring, clearly showing the scene of Xiang Yu being surrounded by the army and having no way out.
He is so strong that he can move mountains, what can Yu Ji do to him
The fingering is both hard and soft, and it is clean and neat, making people feel as if they are on the bank of the Wujiang River. Their hearts are hanging in the air. While filming, Wen Chi felt in his heart that his sister was really fucking awesome.
One song, seven minutes and eleven seconds, the performance was over.
Wen Mo immediately applauded wildly.
I’m my sister’s little crazy fan.
Su Yun was knitting in the living room, looking at the three siblings with a smile.
Wen Qiao exhaled, put down the pipa, took off the mask, and came over: "How do I play?"
Wen Chi gave two thumbs up: "Dick."
Wen Qiao patted his head: "Don't say bad words."
"How is this considered a dirty word?"
Wen Qiao turned to look at Wen Mo again: "Sister, do you play well?"
Wen Mo nodded desperately, and Wen Qiao rubbed his head with a smile.
Wen Qiao asked tentatively: "Can Xiao Mo edit videos?"
Wen Chi said beside him: "How can he do this?"
Wimmer shook his head.
"No?"
Wen Mo nodded again.
Wen Qiao smiled and said, "Then I'll cut it myself."
Wen Chi volunteered: "You can teach me, and I will help you cut it in the future."
In the last chapter yesterday, it was written that they had returned to Haicheng. "When they return to Haicheng", everyone should read this sentence carefully. The author, who was frustrated by being asked by a lot of people, "Aren't they still in Germany", would like to clarify this!
(End of this chapter)