Another morning.
Ji Lang and Wu Miaomiao walked into the studio stuck at work, and as soon as they entered the door, they saw a very bright smiling face.
"Morning, Boss. Morning, Madam Boss. Madam Boss, I'll bring you crab yellow buns again today." Dong Yongyuan opened a box of crab yellow buns and delivered them to Wu Miaomiao.
"Thank you Dongdong."
Wu Miaomiao was about to pick it up, when Ji Lang suddenly asked, "Aren't you going to resign?"
"Ah, Dongdong, are you going to resign?" Wu Miaomiao was startled, and didn't even bother to take the crab yellow bag.
"I... I..." Dong Yongyuan was able to hang out under Ji Lang's hands for so long, and he was not driven away even when he was found to be an undercover agent. He relied on his super-high emotional intelligence and the speed of admitting counsel. He immediately bent, A ninety-degree bow came, "Boss, I was wrong, give me another chance."
At this time, how could he dare to ask the other question in turn, Boss, didn't you call yesterday and tell me to come back to work? Why did it suddenly change
If you ask this question, the boss didn't want to drive him yesterday, and he probably will think about it today.
Wu Miaomiao was stunned, pondered for a while, and came back to it, it seems that Dong Yongyuan made some mistakes, so the husband wants to fire him. She quietly observed Ji Lang's expression, seeing that Ji Lang's expression was calm and not very angry, and thinking that she had eaten a lot of snacks brought to her by Dong Yongyuan during this period, she couldn't help but give back heart of.
She leaned over and quietly poked Ji Lang's arm with her finger.
Ji Lang was puzzled and looked down at her.
Wu Miaomiao put her toes on her toes, leaned towards Ji Lang's ear, and whispered, "Dongdong brought me some food, give him another chance."
Madam, you are such a nice person.
Dong Yongyuan, who was still bowing ninety degrees, burst into tears.
When Wu Miaomiao spoke, Ji Lang's earlobes were itchy. He turned his face away stiffly, and walked past Dong Yongyuan in a little panic, leaving a sentence: "Qianfei's film and television contract Find it out for me."
"Yes!" Dong Yongyuan responded loudly, knowing that he had passed the test. After Ji Lang left, he turned around and thanked Wu Miaomiao, "Boss lady, thank you."
"You're welcome. But don't make another mistake next time. If your husband wants to drive you again next time, I won't help you with whatever you give me to eat." Wu Miaomiao expressed her attitude in advance.
"Don't worry, I definitely won't." Dong Yongyuan handed the crab yellow bag to Wu Miaomiao, "I'm looking for a contract."
After finishing speaking, Dong Yongyuan quickly went to the archives to find out the contract Ji Lang wanted and sent it upstairs.
Since the identity of the undercover agent was revealed, the association would not let him continue undercover. Dong Yongyuan suddenly felt relieved, he only felt that walking was windy, and even the air was filled with the smell of freedom. That rippling look, others in the studio saw it, and they all felt strange.
"What's the matter with you recently? You're proud of the spring breeze, and you're in love?" Bei Fan asked.
Dong Yongyuan smiled and shook his head.
"Won the lottery?" Shan Junyi asked.
"I think so." Who doesn't want to get rich overnight and win the lottery
"That's the salary increase." Analysys guessed.
"On the contrary, one of my part-time jobs is gone, and I lose one cent of my income every month." The undercover salary of the association is 8,000 yuan a month, which is a little distressing to think about.
"Then why are you so happy? Did you take the wrong medicine?" Bei Fan asked.
"Money is sincere, and love is more expensive. If it is for freedom, both can be thrown away." Dong Yongyuan suddenly became very poetic.
"I took the wrong medicine." Bei Fan affirmed.
Dong Yongyuan was not angry, he got up with a smile and went to get the water. When he walked to the door, he saw Wu Miaomiao holding a doll and was about to go out.
"Well, go out and find something to eat for the doll." Wu Miaomiao also knew Dong Yongyuan's identity at this time, so she didn't speak as shyly as before.
food? Dong Yongyuan couldn't help but glanced at the doll in Wu Miaomiao's arms. If he remembered correctly, the doll seemed to be eating ghosts.
The cursed doll is polite, seeing Dong Yongyuan staring at it all the time, he couldn't help but return a "sweet" smile.
Dong Yongyuan was so frightened that he almost dropped the cup in his hand.
"Then... what, it's not good for you to go out to find food in the daytime." Dong Yongyuan reminded politely.
"Oh, you misunderstood, it's not for it. It's for the good dream baby." Wu Miaomiao explained.
"Good dream doll? What does Hao dream doll eat?" Good dream doll eats too? ! I'll go, is every doll around the boss's wife alive
"Negative energy in humans." Wu Miaomiao said.
"Negative energy? Good dream dolls, which can make people dream, actually eat people's negative energy?" Dong Yongyuan couldn't believe it.
"Is it difficult to understand?" Wu Miaomiao explained, "When people encounter setbacks or encounter difficulties, they will generate negative energy. But once these are overcome, they will be happy because they have gained something. Good dream. The principle of making dolls is to transform negative energy into beautiful dreams that can make people happy."
Dong Yongyuan was stunned: "This way... is it okay?"
"Of course, I am much better than your soothing talismans. The soothing talismans you painted just use your own spiritual power to soothe your emotions. Those negative energies were only comforted by your spiritual power, but they didn't. Disappeared. What they get is only a short period of tranquility. Once there is no Animoji, they still can't sleep well. My Good Dream Doll is different, it can directly absorb and transform negative energy. So after using Good Dream Doll, not only can Sleep well and long-term use can also treat depression." Wu Miaomiao explained.
"So miraculous?" Dong Yongyuan was amazed.
"Didn't I give you a good dream doll last time? Haven't you tried it?" Wu Miaomiao asked.
"It was taken by my master." Dong Yongyuan thought about it this way, no wonder his master didn't return it to him after he took it. He seemed extraordinarily energetic in those days.
"I'm leaving first. I have to rush back to go home with Xianggong before I get off work." Wu Miaomiao waved her hand and left with the curse doll in her arms.
She had just left the gate of the park and was hesitating where to find suitable materials, when a young man in a white shirt came out of the park in a dejected manner, with a low air pressure, so that everyone who saw him could feel him It's been a rough day.
"What's wrong with you?" Wu Miaomiao stepped forward and asked softly.
The man glanced at Wu Miaomiao, ignored her, and turned away.
Wu Miaomiao pouted, lowered her head and said to the cursed doll in her arms, "This person is really unlucky."
Cursed Doll smiled and nodded.
"Let's go, let's find the next one." Wu Miaomiao hugged the doll and ran in the opposite direction from where the man left. After a while, she saw a depressed woman at the bus stop.
Wu Miaomiao hesitated for a moment, hugged the doll, and walked over.
"Hello." Wu Miaomiao called her.
"Huh?" The depressed woman raised her head suspiciously. Seeing that it was a cute-looking girl, she managed to pull out a very light smile, "Little sister, what's the matter?"
"I want to ask you a favor." Wu Miaomiao said.
"What's up?" the woman asked.
Wu Miaomiao took out a good dream doll from her bag and said: "I am collecting photos of hands, and I want to take a thousand pictures of different people's hands. Can you hold this doll and let me take a picture of your hand? photo?"
The woman looked at the doll in Wu Miaomiao's hand. She was in a low mood at this time, but she did not resist doing someone a favor. She nodded and said, "Can I just hold it?"
"Yeah." Wu Miaomiao handed the good dream doll to the woman.
The woman held the doll in her hands, then held it up and stretched it out. Wu Miaomiao took out her phone, found an angle, and took a photo seriously.
"Alright?" the woman asked.
"Okay, thank you." Wu Miaomiao took the doll back.
"You're welcome." The woman smiled, and for some reason, she suddenly felt a little better, maybe because she was infected by this little girl.
Wu Miaomiao waved away, put the good dream doll that devoured the negative energy back into the bag, and continued to look for the next target. It's just that she didn't go very far, and a teenager wearing thick myopia glasses, looking to be about twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a One Piece t-shirt suddenly stepped out in front of her.
"You are a wizard," the boy asked. "You were devouring the bad things about her, right?"
"Who are you?" Wu Miaomiao asked curiously. Someone here could actually recognize her identity as a wizard
"My name is Sang Wenhao, the son of Sang Tian, the president of the Licheng Xuan Society. Qi Xiuran, the president of Haicheng, called my dad a few days ago to ask about your situation. I heard it. I have read an ancient book on it. There is a record of the witch clan, I think you should be a wizard, right?" Sang Wenhao asked.
"So what?" Wu Miaomiao raised her eyebrows, she didn't have a good impression of the metaphysics now.
"I want to ask you a favor." Sang Wenhao said.