Chapter 1190

n forcibly kissing Su Ke Xin's photos, but he didn't want Su Ke Xin to think about that man again. 。At the same time, I also feel that it doesn't seem necessary to know anymore. 。At this moment, Su K..."CEO Ji, I came up with a line: 'Longing spreads in my heart, I think of you millions of times, tears like pearls broken from the string, the world changes because of you...'"

" Can we make it even more cheesy Literary, literary, it has to be literary. Do you understand It needs to be the kind that makes people think I'm particularly talented just by hearing it, okay" Ji Xiangru was very dissatisfied with what this person had thought of, and once again emphasized her request. 。Mr. Ji, I have it, in the rain,... 。"Well, that's not bad. Read it again, I'll write it down." 。Ji Xiangru's right hand gripped the pen, its tip lightly scraping against the paper, leaving behind a trail of dark footprints. 。His heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly repeated what he had just said. Haha, I'm really talented! No, I need to think of more. One sentence for five hundred bucks, tonight I'm going to make a fortune! 。Okay, next >>> 。"Ji Xiangru spoke again, calling out. " 。"Mr. Ji, I have one..."

"And me too..."

A wave of excitement surged through the crowd. All it took was one sentence to earn 500 yuan. Such a good deal! They couldn't miss out. One after another, they eagerly vied for their chance to speak. 。"Don't rush, one by one, slowly say, there are many more..." 。Ji Xiangru glanced at the codebook under his men's pressure and said: 。

While his assistant was calculating for others beside him, this five hundred, that one thousand, oh my, this secretary actually said ten sentences, five thousand! 。The assistant was speechless with admiration, but he was a science graduate and knew nothing about literature. He couldn't think of a single word to say. 。Mr. Ji, I've been following you for several years now, and I've helped you with so many matters. You haven't even given me a bonus! It really makes me feel cold inside. 。The assistant muttered to herself. 。At this time, in the VIP ward, Lin Momo had already fallen asleep quietly. Because she had just undergone surgery, after chatting with Gu Yichen for a short while, Lin Momo felt tired and fell asleep. 。Lin Momo's breathing was very light, her two slender hands clasped Gu Yihan's palms between them, her willow-leaf eyebrows slightly furrowed. 。Gu Yichen watched Lin Momo drift off to sleep, using his other hand to gently brush the hair from her ear. His eyes were fixed on Lin Momo's cheek. 。>> 。Gu Yichen gently brushed Lin Mo Mo's cheeks and hair, then leaned down slightly, giving her a light kiss on the forehead. 。"Oh, man! Finally finished everything, alright everyone, let's go!" 。While the other side was bustling with activity, Ji Xiangru, who had just closed his pen lid and stood up, stretching languidly, addressed everyone. 。Having said that 。Ji Xiangru, taking the pink cipher book with her, left first. 。"Huh Is that it I only made eight thousand yuan. I feel like my mind is wide open, and I could still say a few more things..." 。"Oh, you're being a bit stingy. I only made four thousand. Just be content with that. This is way better than you working overtime. Look at me, I slaved away all night and didn't make much money either." 。"That's true too, I really hope Mr. Ji is fine and chases after a few more girls, that way it would be an extra income for us." 。"Haha, if that's the case, I'll quit my job and write love letters for our President Qi exclusively, being his personal writer." 。

Hearing the conversation between his two colleagues, Wen Sheng felt unusually downcast. He hadn't originally planned to come, but because Ji Xiangru's assistant had insisted repeatedly, he couldn't refuse out of politeness. After all, the person was a favorite in front of President Ji, and if they said a word or two about him, he would suffer the consequences. 。As a fine arts major, I don't understand why you called me here. 。"Wen Sheng was grumbling to himself." 。He came to work today and sat there for several hours, but he didn't make a single penny. Seeing his colleagues making thousands of dollars, how could he not be depressed 。r voice was still sweet. " 。"Okay then, let's meet at the same cafe we went to five years ago. Two o'clock in the afternoon work for you" "Yeah, sure." 。After a sound of agreement, Cheng Kexin pr...