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When Wen Xiaohui walked into the studio, he was trembling. In fact, he didn't come to the studio often, but if he bumped into it, what if he knew something... Wen Xiaohui felt that his life here was getting more and more depressing.

I was planning to resign, but when I thought that after enduring this long, I would probably be able to quit my job, I was reluctant to do so.

Suddenly, someone hugged him from behind.

"Wow!" Wen Xiaohui shouted in fright.

There was also a scream from behind.

When Wen Xiaohui turned around, Xiao Ai looked at him as if he was crazy: "Why are you so scary!"

Wen Xiaohui stared: "Damn it, you were the one who scared people first, so why are you eating my tofu for nothing?"

"I see you are wandering around like you have lost your soul, I am afraid you will be blown away by the wind of the hair dryer." Xiao Ai puffed up her cheeks, "What's wrong with you? Is it because the Internet is picking on you for plastic surgery?"

"Damn, they said I had plastic surgery?!" Wen Xiaohui glared, "Are these idiots blind? I have 100% natural beauty, okay?"

"But your chin does look a bit straight, very pointed." Xiao Ai touched his lower jaw like a puppy.

Wen Xiaohui opened her hand and said, "I am naturally beautiful. Just look at my mother's chin."

Xiao Ai smiled and said: "You're just kidding, I know you're not correct, don't pay attention to what they say."

"Wait until I open a small account and scold them."

"No need, it's better to let the post sink, otherwise they will be even more enthusiastic."

"Then tell me what you are doing."

"I thought you were in a bad mood because of this, and I wanted to comfort you." Xiao Ai blinked her big eyes.

Wen Xiaohui narrowed his eyes and looked at her for a long time: "You have gained weight."

Xiao Ai clenched her fists, and her expression changed from ferocious to sad in an instant: "Is it true..."

"You don't know whether you are fat or not?" Wen Xiaohui took out the powder from his bag, "Lift up your bangs and touch up your makeup."

Xiao Ai closed her eyes and lifted her bangs, "There's a fried chicken restaurant near my home. It's so delicious. I buy half of it every day after get off work..."

"Then you deserve to be fat."

Xiao Ai cried: "Xiao Hui, help me lose weight, I want to lose weight."

"Don't call me Xiaohui!"

"Woooooooo..."

"A creature like you who keeps talking about losing weight while eating desperately has no credibility at all. Just wait until you get fat and die." After applying makeup, Wen Xiaohui looked at her with his hands on his hips, "When you weigh more than me,

I don’t want you anymore.”

"Why are you like this!"

"That's just me. I don't want a girlfriend as fat as yours. Lose weight quickly!"

Xiao Ai ran away crying.

Sister Lu smiled and said, "adi, you bullied her again."

"I'm supervising her." Wen Xiaohui put on an apron and started mopping the floor to prepare for the business of the studio.

"Hey, do you want to listen to gossip?"

"Okay, whose gossip is this?" Wen Xiaohui's eyes sparkled, and Xiao Ai came over.

Sister Lu mysteriously said: "Luca's."

"Wow, tell me quickly." Xiao Ai shouted.

They haven't heard this name for a long time. Ever since Luca left his job, some people started to use what happened that day as a topic of conversation after dinner, but as time went by, no one remembered it.

"I also heard Liu Xing mention it occasionally a few days ago, saying that someone deliberately told Mr. Chen about Luca. Mr. Chen and her husband owned half of the company, and they were domineering. In fact, her boss was out there keeping a mistress.

She knew it all and was just too lazy to care, but Luca was unlucky because someone sent her all of Luca’s information, including photos of him and his husband, so of course she couldn’t help it.”

"Wow, Luca offended someone."

"Who knew that if he was so arrogant, he would offend our studio alone?"

Wen Xiaohui said: "How much that person hates him, how much effort it takes to collect information about him, and how much information he needs to know about his concubine and his concubine's wife."

"How difficult is this?" Sister Lu said, "Luca is not a local, so he definitely can't buy a car. He can find out the real owner based on the license plate number. I have a friend who does this. It only costs one or two thousand.

I can find out all the information you want."

Xiao Ai was surprised: "It's so simple."

Wen Xiaohui didn't know why, but suddenly remembered what Luo Yi said when he saw Luca for the first time, "He's not a local."

"So, Luca deserves it if he has problems as a person." Sister Lu said with a smile, "But this is just my guess. In fact, most people want to retaliate against Luca not at all, but his boss."

Wen Xiaohui quickly echoed: "I also think that spending one or two thousand for a person like Luca? I'd rather eat it."

"Educate us about this matter..." Sister Lu began to talk about the philosophy of life.

Wen Xiaohui listened to every word, and Luca's twitchy face appeared in front of his eyes again. After so long, he could no longer remember how annoying Luca was, but he was deeply impressed by what happened in the end.

Wen Xiaohui was in trepidation for a few days. Not only did Mr. Luo make no move, but he also didn't show up in the studio for several days, let alone pick a fight with him. He gradually put his heart back in his stomach.

Autumn has arrived in the blink of an eye. Half a year has passed since the two of them met, and Luo Yi has been a college student for more than a month. It will be his sixteenth birthday at the end of the month, and Wen Xiaohui is particularly worried about gifts.

Luo Yi seemed to lack nothing. Although he had a wide range of interests, he didn't understand them. This was his and Luo Yi's first birthday, so he must prepare a special and thoughtful gift for Luo Yi. But

, what to prepare?

Luo Yi doesn't know what he's been busy with lately. He probably just went to college and has a lot of things to deal with. Wen Xiaohui hasn't been to his place for a week, which just gave him time to shop around and pick out gifts.

He was looking at running shoes in a sporting goods store when his phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Shao Qun. Every time Wen Xiaohui answered Shao Qun's call, he had to take a few deep breaths before he was ready.

: "Master Shao."

"Well, are you off work?"

"get off work."

"How's the studio going lately?"

"fine."

"Very good? Nothing special?"

Wen Xiaohui thought for a while: "I haven't come here much recently. On the contrary, Liu Xing comes often. He used to be the most frequent visitor."

"Don't you know why?"

"I don't know... Listening to your tone, you know?"

"I know why I'm still asking you."

"I really don't know anything."

"I want you to do something."

Wen Xiaohui said cautiously: "Can you tell me?"

"There are currently 47 people in your studio, right?"

"right."

"Category the list of these 47 people according to their relationship with the three partners. Don't miss any one. Send it to me tonight."

"Oh fine."

"If you are related to a partner, or are particularly close, you should also mark it out."

"yes."

"Do you have a good relationship with Luo Zhigao, who invests in xx?"

"Yes."

"Have they slept together?"

Wen Xiaohui was embarrassed: "This..."

"Just tell the truth."

"The truth is, I don't know."

"So how do you feel?"

"It feels like...maybe...right."

"Have you had any contact with Luo Zhigao?"

"I've met twice." Wen Xiaohui said evasively.

"I'm trying my best to win over Luo Zhigao, but the person named Luo doesn't have the final say in their company. To put it bluntly, if someone named Luo sleeps with him, he may be sleeping in vain."

"Oh..." Wen Xiaohui wanted to ask, why are you telling me this?

"It's a chess piece that we can throw away at any time. From a businessman's point of view, the most valuable thing about Juxing is the name, not any stylist. So if you still have the idea of ​​being loyal to Zhongxing, throw it away as soon as possible. Be honest.
To be continued...