Due to the current network bandwidth, most of the posts are ascii text graphics written by coders themselves, including two-dimensional, three-dimensional, static, and dynamic. Fu Song reads seven or eight of them in a row, and it feels quite interesting.

Hey, why are there any artistic photos?

This..., such a blurry artistic photo is also placed on top? Good guy, the whole photo is mosaic, it's boring!

At this time, He Jia walked in with a lot of documents in her arms and asked, "Mr. Fu, where are the things?"

Fu Song was busy studying art photos of the owner's face, and pointed to the table and said, "Let's go there."

He Jia put the documents on the table, and while tidying them up, he glanced at the computer screen curiously, then covered his mouth and exclaimed: "Oh, Mr. Fu, what do you think of this thing?"

"What's wrong? I'm appreciating art!" Fu Song was puzzled by her fuss so much. Isn't it just a swimsuit art photo?

What's the big deal! Besides, it's so vague that you can't even see your face clearly!

There are more unrestrained pictures these days, and they can be published in regular publications in a grand manner, such as "Popular Photography", "Popular Film", "Popular Television", etc.

For this reason, many readers write letters to criticize these magazines, but they still do their own things and publish articles to respond, saying that this is art, you losers know nothing about art.

He Jia heard that he was talking nonsense, and couldn't help rolling his eyes and said, "Mr. Fu, don't you think the impact is bad when you look at this thing in the office?"

Fu Song was stunned for a moment, nodded thoughtfully, and said, "The Internet is not a lawless place. Someone uploads art photos today. Will someone upload a larger scale tomorrow..."

He Jia burst out laughing and said, "Mr. Fu, I mean, as the chairman, you are watching in the office during work..., cough cough, if someone sees you, it will affect your glorious image."

"Glorious image?" Fu Song pinched his chin and said with a smile: "Are you talking nonsense?"

"No!" He Jia waved his hand repeatedly and said seriously, "Mr. Fu, in my mind, you will always be the brave and confident man who is brave and confident, and moves forward in a straightforward manner. I admire you!"

"Haha!" Fu Song couldn't help laughing, feeling that all three thousand and six hundred pores were happy, and pointed at her with his fingers and said, "You, you are getting more and more flattering!"

He Jia pouted and said, "Mr. Fu, what they say is all about the heart, why don't you believe it?"

Speaking of this, she looked at Fu Song with charming eyes and said, "No matter what you have done, it is a small matter, and it will not affect your image in my mind at all."

Fu Song stretched out his hand and hugged her waist and slid up and down, and asked with a smile: "Is that true?"

He Jia seemed like a frightened little white rabbit. He hurriedly went to the side, looked up at the door of the office, and after confirming that no one saw it, he breathed a sigh of relief and glared at Fu Song with a pouting mouth and dissatisfaction: "Mr. Fu, can you stop in the office..., what should I do if someone sees it?"

Fu Song called out and said, "Okay, okay, can't I pay attention in the future?"

After saying that, he picked up the documents on the table and looked down.

It is true that he is greedy for beauty, but he does not lack women at all now. No matter how beautiful a woman is, she can only surprise him at most.

Unless Ivanka, fifteen-year-old Sophie Marceau, eighteen-year-old Anne Hathaway, twenty-year-old Monica Bellucci, thirty-six-year-old Audrey Hepburn, he can bend down slightly and spend some thoughts.

I just stretched out my hand to He Jia and teased the female secretary. It was just a adjustment in his daily life. In his opinion, it was as ordinary as breathing.

And the stack of tall documents on the table is the foundation of his life and the basis for his success. With these things, he can gracefully deal with so many women.

If these things are gone, even if he has developed eight-pack abs and can do ten thousand push-ups in one breath, he can only make the rich woman smile at most.
Chapter completed!