Doomsday Bosses Win the Entertainment Industry

The call in the later period effectively saved Qu Nan's cell phone which almost slipped out again.

After this short paragraph was confirmed, He Jiayi put the mobile phone in the bag on one side, and a look of pain in the brain under the frame glasses, if the screenshot was used as an emoji package, I am afraid it would be "no big words.jpg".

Qu Nan sighed secretly, looked down and saw that Xue Yuan had also sent him a private chat message, and suddenly his heart slammed, and the red dot didn't even light up, for fear that Xue Yuan's side would show "inputting".

He hurriedly opened the dialog box with Qin Jue, typed a lot of words and deleted them one by one, and finally told Xue Yuan that Xue Yuan was inquiring about her address in two or three sentences. To the computer screen in front of the post.

business! Get down to business first!

Seeing that Qu Nan and He Jiayi had taken their hearts away, Wang Kaiyue couldn't be bothered to gossip any more, so he put down his phone and leaned over.

To be honest, he felt pretty cool at first. If he is Qin Jue, has a girlfriend at home, and there are other beauties who are so obsessed with him, thinking about it will satisfy his vanity.

But seeing Xue Yuan getting more and more mad, Wang Kaiyue became more and more afraid, and cowardly left this little thought behind him.

As we all know, sick girls and idiots are only cute in the second dimension! You can hide as far as you can in reality!

He felt more and more that Qin Jue was still very wise, and there was nothing wrong with keeping a conscious distance from other women.

The three of them re-entered the fine cutting work in a complicated mood.

...

"Pfft." In the apartment, Qiao Yu pointed his finger on the tablet, enlarged a delicate painting manuscript, and tried to hold back his laughter.

Qin Jue, who was holding a stack of documents in his hand, leaned over and saw a slender **** the screen. The style of painting was between cartoons and real people. Soft fluffy fox ears and a big fluffy tail behind the waist.

In the lower right corner of the drawing is written a dazzling zheng.

"Sister." Qiao Yu held back her laughter and trembled slightly, "Deputy team and your preferences are very consistent."

Qin Jue blushed on the spot.

"Cough!" She said casually, "Then what, let's see if there is anything to change?"

Well, she admitted that, she likes to be animal-like, and she has seen so many people who are indescribable. It looks so cute, I can't help but want to hug and rub it.

Of course, Cheng Zheng knew his husband's hobbies very well. He had been infected with many things over the years. At this time, the remote pen was just a little fox. Qin Jue was so satisfied that he wanted a figure. .

"I think it's pretty good~" Qiao Yu couldn't help smiling at all, his eyes narrowed into slits, and his cheeks were slightly bulging due to the raised corners of his mouth.

The furry sister, so cute——

"I don't want face." Qin Jue read this sentence from the little fox's eyes, the tips of his ears suddenly turned red, and he reached out and pinched her face.

Qiao Yu couldn't stop laughing, rubbing her head against Qin Jue's shoulder, thinking about what kind of birthday present to give her.

After all, those disputes and wars on the Internet are only considered "big events" in the eyes of the participants. When people really put down their electronic devices and stay away from the Internet, they will find that they can calm down and feel and think, while the environment around them Not so smoky, carrying guns and sticks.

This afternoon, Qin Jue stayed at home and discussed various details of the virtual anchor with Qiao Yu and the others, and he was not affected in any way.

"Have you decided which platform to go to?" She turned a page in the simple information booklet in her hand, which was the result sorted out by Mori Ran, which Masako Limu had just printed out not long ago.

"Well, let's stop at E." Qiao Yu chuckled.

Station E is the place with the strongest two-dimensional culture in China. It has developed very well in recent years. It has become increasingly popular on the basis of retaining its characteristics. The user group has also expanded from young people to middle-aged and elderly people. Many virtual anchors regard E station as a The main business platform.

"Very good. Your live broadcast should be at least two hours long. Going to a short video platform like Meow Video is not suitable."

Qin Jue nodded, "The account upgrade of station E is slow, and it takes time and activity. Have you registered before? If not, I suggest answering the inbound questionnaire as soon as possible."

"Okay." Qiao Yu nodded and clicked on the registration page on the tablet.

In the credit reporting society, no matter how big or small, any social platform has requirements for real-name authentication, and it is the most basic to take a photo and upload an ID card.

Qiao Yu subconsciously touched the pocket of his jeans and felt empty.

"Well, I'm going to get my identity—"

An ID card less than the size of a palm appeared in her field of vision, and below it was Qin Jue's open palm.

Qiao Yu was stunned, she could clearly see the words on it.

Qin Yuqiao, female, was born on 7.10.

"I just asked this before I went out this morning. You said that you want to set your birthday to yesterday." Qin Jue's voice contained a smile, "So I asked your brother-in-law to do me a favor, the speed is quite fast, and I got it on the way back when I came back. ."

Her tone was so natural and ordinary, but her other hand held out an adoption application like magic.

The bareheaded photos have been affixed neatly, and the information has been filled in. Only the lower right corner is left blank, where a line of bold characters is printed: the signature of the adoptee (it needs to be voluntarily).

Qin Jue put them all together on the tablet.

Qiao Yu stared blankly, she didn't need to raise her head to know how gentle the eyes of the man on the opposite side were.

"Uh, of course." Qin Jue went on to say, "You can use your original ID card if you want--I signed the name under the contract for the previous song--anyway..."

The end of her rare speech was not as firm and firm as usual, and every second pause and extension was a sign of respect and concern.

Qiao Yu lowered her head forcefully, working very, very hard not to let her tears fall on it~www.wuxiamtl.com~ She touched this ID card, surname, first name, and date of birth with her fingertips. Then he held it in the palm of his hand cherishingly.

Qiao Yu was placed at the gate of the orphanage at the end of February 17 years ago, and met Qin Jue on June 15 this year; but Qin Yuqiao was in a bedtime whisper with Qin Jue on July 10. Really become Le Wu, become a better self.

This was originally her little thought, but someone put this subtle thought into her warm palm and turned it into a big anniversary.

"elder sister."

Her tears still fell, and her sweet and soft voice was adorned with a soft cry, "Sister, hug me."

With endless tenderness in Qin Jue's eyes, she laughed silently, and stretched out her arms to hug Qin Yuqiao.

"Okay." She responded to her sister's coquetry and attachment, and patted her on the shoulder lightly.

"Qiaoqiao, welcome home."