Just when Ji Mianzhu was stupefied and was about to fall asleep, there was a sudden knock on the door of the office. Three times in a row, there were three very regular door knocks, followed by an inquiry.

    "Mr. Ji, I'm in?" It was Song Yan.

    Ji Mianzhu cleared his throat that he hadn't spoken to for a long time, eased his overly relaxed state, and calmly said to the door, "Come in."

    Song Yan pushed open the door.

    "Mr. Ji, the statement has been sent out, and the effect is very fast, but then it appeared again..." Song Yan, who pushed in the door, was blocked by half of the door, so he didn't pay attention to the desk not far away , reporting the situation word by word as he walked. However, when he looked up, he suddenly saw two figures sticking together behind the desk, sitting and standing one behind the other. Jiang Lian, who was supposed to be in the president's office, appeared here for some reason, silently massaging his own president, who seemed to be enjoying himself very much.

    It was too late to speak, and the words "the overbearing president and his sweet little wife" suddenly appeared in Song Yan's mind, and even the passionate play of the office appeared in the back of his mind, which made him involuntarily After choking, the words that were about to exit evaporated cleanly.

    He hastened to fight his outrageous thinking.

    Ji Mianzhu, however, seemed to be unaware of anything, and leaned back on the back of the chair, letting Jiang Lian move his hands and feet.

    He looked at Song Yan who suddenly stopped talking and asked, "What happened?" Flood like a beast. He took a deep breath and dutifully reported.

    "...There is another hot search, and it's you and Mr. Gu. It's just that this time it's not as malicious as last time. The hot search says you two are very good friends."

    Song Yan He recalled the grand occasion in the comment section in his mind, hesitated for a moment, but still held back and blurted out, but he was extremely rational and full of hints: "You can go to Weibo to have a look."

    Ji Mianzhu raised an eyebrow.

    good relationship.

    Could it be that Gu Ren did it?

    He nodded to Song Yan, indicating that he understood.

    "Okay, you can go first, and let me know if there is anything unusual."

    Song Yan nodded and turned away immediately after receiving the order. He didn't want to stay for a second, and even closed the door of the office very intimately. When it is closed, it can be said that the responsibility of the post of secretary has been properly grasped.

    Here, Ji Mianzhu immediately took out his cell phone after Song Yan left, wanting to see how Gu Ren dealt with it, and the effect was so quick.

    He poked the Weibo icon.

    Jiang Lian, who didn't say a word from beginning to end, listened to the conversation between the two, and when he saw Ji Mianzhu taking out his phone very quickly, he couldn't help but pursed his lips, and quickly smoothed the slight upward arc. The color in his eyes also became gloomy. He stared at Ji Mianzhu's movements below, cold and dangerous.

    But he was still scrupulously rubbing his hands.

    Ji Mianzhu opened the Weibo page with ease, and sure enough, it was the first one in the hot search column.

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