Professor Wen's little Jiaojiao is sweet and soaring

Chapter 7 Professor Wen

As an agent, Anan is not very clear about how much money his artist has.

Counting this is the first time I came to the old man

Hmm... It's almost as cold as I imagined.

Nesting on the sofa, Jiang Ning searched for the core values ​​of socialism on her mobile phone and looked at them for a long time.

When Anan came in barefoot, he saw his boss writing.

Anan was a little curious, "Boss, what are you writing?"

Without raising his head, Jiang Ning wrote slowly, "Core Values"

"...?"

Is it the value I thought it was?
"Civilized, harmonious, patriotic and friendly?" Anan asked, picking up what he remembered.

Jiang Ning, who was writing, looked up at Lu Jin, and responded quietly.

"It's not the boss, why did you write this?" Anan felt like his worldview was collapsing.

"Why not?" Jiang Ning finished writing once, and continued to write again.

Anan scratched his head, "No, I always feel that the boss is not suitable."

Jiang Ning put down his pen, raised his head again, and remained silent for a long time.

Suddenly quiet, Anan realized what he just said, and laughed awkwardly, "Boss, you also know me, and I like nonsense the most."

"Not nonsense."

The cold tone reached Anan's ears, and he was startled.

Two or three o'clock in the afternoon is the time when the sun shines the most, and it shines obliquely on the sofa, just casting a layer of golden light on Jiang Ning.

Anan looked at it, but felt that the woman who bowed her head and wrote was separated from Nuan Yang, isolated from the world, not for joy, not for sadness.

It seems that in the past three years of acquaintance, the boss has always been indifferent and alone.

Even the disaster that was beyond redemption a year ago.

"You have something to do with me?"

Anan was still stuck in his own thoughts, only to recover when he heard a familiar voice.

"Ah, yes."

Anan, who will return to his senses, didn't fully wake up until he saw the words written by the boss, what the hell.

The boss's handwriting was beautiful, and only this thought remained in Anan's mind.

In the past three years, the boss seldom spoke except for work, let alone write.

I thought that the boss's handwriting was similar to mine, but I didn't expect it to be so beautiful, but it seemed familiar, where did I see it.

Jiang Ning, who didn't hear the following, tapped the tip of his pen.

"Boss, the press conference tonight..."

Anan, who had been wandering for a while, was awakened by a sudden voice, and began to talk about business.

"how?"

"The press conference is temporarily canceled."

The writing didn't stop, Jiang Ning responded indifferently.

"Boss, aren't you angry?" Anan was about to explode when he heard the news, thinking back when the boss was treated like this.

"Unexpectedly" Jiang Ning just finished writing one and changed one.

The boss is the boss, even this can be expected
After Anan comforted himself, he asked mysteriously, "Boss, guess who did it?"

"Wen Shang Entertainment"

Anan was dumbfounded, "Boss, how do you know?"

After finishing the last one, Jiang Ning put down the pen without haste, "Not only this, but also the news."

Ok?
It took Anan a while before he turned the corner, "Boss, you said they were the ones who released the news at the airport?"

"otherwise?"

But Anan still didn't understand, "But why did they do this? I remember that we have no conflict of interest with Wenshang Entertainment."

"Personal grievances" Jiang Ning stood up.

Picking up a stack of papers, "Give this paper to Professor Wen at Nanyuan Police Station."

Anan, who still hadn't returned from his personal grievances, looked dazed, staring at the paper in his hand for a while.

"Professor Wen?"

Jiang Ning looked up slowly, "Is there a problem?"

"No." Anan shook his head frantically.

When he left, Anandu was still dizzy.

(End of this chapter)