When the meeting ended, the man walked straight out of the meeting room without any expression on his face.
The employees he met on the road did not dare to look directly at his stern face. They only dared to lower their heads and said: "Mr. Qin."
Facing the greetings from his subordinates, Qin Xiujin just nodded slightly in response.
After returning to the office and finishing the rest of the work, the company was already deserted, except for the sound of men's leather shoes hitting the ground.
After the commercial car started, Qin Xiujin closed her eyes tiredly and raised her hand to gently rub the bridge of her nose.
When he opened his eyes, he suddenly remembered something, "What time is it now?"
Driver: "It's already 11:50, Mr. Qin."
Xinxin has been live broadcasting for almost two hours.
This idea suddenly appeared in Qin Xiujin's mind.
After working for a whole day, it should be time to take an early rest, but when he thought of Xinxin, the image of a beautiful and lovely girl formed by the extension of her fair and beautiful thighs made a crisp, sweet laughter appear in his heart. , so Qin Xiujin actually let go of the hand that was rubbing the bridge of her nose, picked up the Bluetooth headset and connected it to her phone, then opened her phone and downloaded a week's worth of live streaming software.
As soon as you enter the software, an eye-catching prompt will appear at the top of the software page:
[The anchor you are following "Little Star is Little Star" is currently live broadcast~]
Staring at this sentence, a small arc appeared in the corner of the man's mouth without him noticing.
He followed this prompt and clicked into the live broadcast room.
But after entering the live broadcast room, he saw that Xinxin was playing a game with another fan.
And, while playing the game, he said to that person in a soft, coquettish voice:
"elder brother".
...
Mingxin found another water buddy whose skills were worse than his own.
Wearing all kinds of skirts and being stared at by all kinds of disgusting eyes across the screen for such a long time, you still have to call them "brother" in your voice. If Mingxin couldn't lose your temper, you would even call them "husband". Mr. Mingxin I feel like I'm going crazy.
Fortunately, the money earned during this period, as well as the occasional water friends with junk skills, still comforted Mingxin's heart.
At first, he played with the guardian, but later he found that the guardian picked up all the games very quickly, and he was not willing to play with him anymore.
Just like now, after Mingxin finished playing another game with the rookie fans, she saw the news that the Guardian was online, so she welcomed him softly with crooked eyebrows: "Brother Guardian, you are finally here. Xinxin misses you so much."
Think about it, huh.
Guardian: "Playing games?"
Upon hearing this, the corners of Mingxin's mouth immediately dropped, but his voice was still sweet, with only a hint of exhaustion: "I'm sorry, Brother Guardian, I just played for too long, Xinxin is a little tired. Well, let's not play anymore today."
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