[ BL ] My Old Attack has Facial Paralysis - QT

Prologue

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" Fix the BUG just fix the BUG!Who is afraid of who!"

An Xuanyu walked out of the office angrily, An Xuanyu kicked on the wall outside, and then burst into a foul language.

"Xiaoyu, are you okay?"A female colleague passing by the general manager's office looked at An Xuanyu worriedly and asked with concern.In fact, she doesn't need to ask her to know what An Xuanyu is angry about.

She is not the fat pig general manager who takes all men and women. He doesn't do business all day long and deliberately molests the slightly beautiful handsome men and women in the company.

Although it made the company pandemonium, no one dared to touch him because of someone above.

"I'm fine, Sister Li, by the way, does Sister Li know where the repair department is?"

An Xuanyu took a deep breath, then returned his distorted face to normal, barely squeezing out a smile.

"Repair department?Did that dead fat pig transfer you there?Isn't that right?！"

Li Wanwan's apricot eyes stared at the boss, fully showing her inner surprise, she actually transferred An Xuanyu's talent and intelligence from the design department to the repair department, which is too wasteful, right?"

"Yes, the dead fat pig said, if you want to make a perfect design, you must get the grass-roots level to experience life.

Only by knowing the shortcomings of the finished design can you make a more perfect design."

An Xuanyu tugged at the corner of his mouth, but how did that smile look like a ghost animal,

"This is so high-sounding, it's really hard to refuse.""

"Xiaoyu, you--" Li Wanwan wanted to say something to comfort An Xuanyu, but An Xuanyu waved her hand and went to the repair department by herself.

Looking at the boy's upright back, Li Wanwan couldn't help sighing in her heart, then took out the communicator, typed a line quickly with her fingertips, and then quickly sent it out.

"The fish has been hooked."

"Hmm."

The man sitting in the only office on the top floor of the building looked at the message sent from the communicator, and his cold expression was slightly softer.

After he simply replied with a word, he closed the call box and turned on the monitoring system again.

The eyes as deep as the cold pool were just a simple sweep, and he found the familiar figure of the teenager from hundreds of surveillance camera footage.

After calling up the picture of the teenager, the man suddenly relaxed, he let his back stick to the soft sofa backrest, and then looked at the teenager with a seductive gaze.

An Xuanyu, the little white rabbit on the other end of the picture, didn't know that he had walked into the trap carefully designed by the big bad wolf for him step by step.