My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

Hang up.

He Jun puts down Qiu Xing, opens his hands-free mobile phone and looks at Qiu Xing behind his desk.

Qiu Xing's expression was strange. The corners of his mouth should not be cocked. He was angry and happy. He said, "he said My husband? "

He Jun pretended not to see Qiu Xing's face, which was almost twisted. He replied, "the little boss just said that on the phone."

"I am his husband?"

"In the legal sense, you are indeed the husband of the little boss."

Qiu Xing was quiet for a long time.

"Ha He suddenly knocked on the table, "pure business relationship?"

He Jun didn't answer.

Qiu Xing was full of yin and Yang: "I dare to say anything to the outside world No shame

He Jun bowed his head.

After a long silence, Qiu Xing suddenly stood up and strode out.

He Jun quickly took up Qiu Xing's mobile phone and asked, "boss, where are you going? There will be a meeting later

Qiu xingshua stopped for a moment, and then he turned back to his desk and sat down. He looked at Yang Xing in the opposite direction. He said, "go, tell that guy who doesn't worry. He will take his agent to Rongding after three o'clock in the afternoon. I have only one hour of free time, so I can't wait for it

He Jun was relieved and rushed to do it.

……

At 3:00 p.m., Xie Yang took Qincheng to Rongding parking lot and took a special elevator to the ninth floor.

He Jun and others in the reception hall, opinion Yang out of the elevator, immediately meet a step forward, said: "the boss is approving an important document, will come out immediately, small boss, you sit a little bit."

Xie Yang nodded and took Qincheng to sit on the sofa. Seeing the hot tea on the tea table, he leaned over to pour a cup for himself and Qincheng. Then he took out some snacks from the drawer below.

Qincheng looked at Xie Yang's natural and casual movements, looked at the spacious office hall, and drank a cup of tea to suppress his surprise.

Five minutes later, the door of the inner office opened. Qiu Xing came out of the room indifferently, glancing at Qincheng and Jieyang. The noble Lengyan said, "coming?"

Qincheng immediately stood up and introduced himself to Qiu Xing.

Qiu Xing light response, sitting opposite Jieyang, said: "what do you want to say directly, I am very busy."

Xie Yang suddenly laughed.

Qiu Xing's expression was stiff. He tried to ask Xie Yang what he was laughing at. Instead of looking at Xie Yang, he continued to maintain his apathy.

Some people in Qincheng couldn't understand the atmosphere between Qiu Xing and Xie Yang. They were afraid that Qiu Xing would be impatient and began to talk about business.

After hearing this, Qiu Xing replied, "I won't interfere in his career planning. He can develop as he likes."

So cold? Is the husband feeling bad?

Qincheng looked at Xie Yang, who was relaxing, drinking tea and snacks. He felt that he didn't feel like a bad feeling. He said cautiously, "Mr. Qiu, it is. Because of the performance he studied at University, I suggest that he develop in the film and television industry in the future. When shooting TV dramas and movies, sometimes you will encounter kissing and bed drama. In this regard, you -- "

" kissing and bed drama? " Qiu Xing's face was cold and broken. He frowned and couldn't believe it and looked at Xie Yang, "do you still want to shoot such a mess? Don't you sing? What kind of play do you shoot? "

"You just said you would not interfere with my career planning."

“…… Is this planning! No shooting Qiu Xing looked at Qincheng, "don't give him kisses and bed dramas! He is only 20 years old. How can you be an agent? How can you arrange kissing and bed scenes for a 20-year-old artist? Do you want to commit a crime? "

Most of them are 20-year-old artists who take kissing and bed plays. How can this be a crime.

Qin Cheng swallowed the words in silence.

He understood that it was not bad feelings for husband, but too good feelings.

"Then I'll try my best to avoid playing intimate roles for Xie Yang." Seeing that Qiu Xing's expression was better, he went on, "and Mr. Qiu, do you want to keep a secret about your marriage, or are you going to make it public at an appropriate time? In addition, I would like to ask, how many people know about the relationship between the two, has the wedding been held? If not, do you plan to have a wedding in the future? "

Wedding.

Qiu Xing fingers a hook, look at the opposite Jieyang.

Jieyang concentrates on eating, drinking and drinking. He doesn't give Qiu Xing a look in his eyes.

“……”

Qiu Xinglian regained his indifference and said, "I don't make it public. Only the people close to me know about my marriage relationship with Jieyang. There will be no wedding in the future."

The answer is

Qin Cheng asked again: "if you are photographed outside, in terms of public relations..."

"It won't be photographed." Qiu Xing stood up and said to He Jun, "write down Mr. Qin's request carefully." Then he nodded to Qincheng and turned back to the office.

Qin City frown, looking at Qiu Xing's back, suddenly not sure.No public, no wedding, no photos Is this kind of marriage relationship really not too aggrieved for Xie Yang?

He Jun took over the conversation with Qincheng. Qincheng also said some things that need to be noticed and understood. He Jun wrote down one by one, and then the two exchanged telephone numbers. He Jun said that after asking Qiu Xing, he would answer some questions of Qincheng in detail.

It's time to leave.

He Yang will help me to go home from work

He Jun hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll ask the boss for instructions."

Xie Yang nods.

When he Jun entered the office, Qincheng immediately looked at Xie Yang and said, "are you and Mr. Qiu not in a good relationship?"

Xie Yang didn't answer directly, but said, "how did you bring a married artist before? You can take me later. You don't need to pay more attention to the others."

Qin City also don't know what brain made up, look at the door of the office, expression slightly heavy, nodded.

Finally, Qiu Xing acquiesced in Xie Yang's behavior of leaving work together, and he Junxian sent Qincheng down the building.

After sending the man back, He Jun made a new pot of tea for Xie Yang. He also sent a fruit tray to Xie Yang and said, "there is nothing important to deal with today. The boss should be able to leave work on time."

Xie Yang said thanks, and then asked, "do you still have a headache these two days? How about your appetite

He Jun thought about it for a while, and then said, "the boss is in good condition these two days. He doesn't often lift his hand to press his forehead. I eat lunch and dinner on time. My appetite is better than that of the previous two days. I drink half a bowl of soup every meal

Xie Yang nodded and asked no more.

He Jun entered the inner office.

Qiu Xing closed his eyes and leaned in the office chair. After hearing the voice, he asked, "what is he doing?"

"When I left, the little boss was taking his cell phone out. In addition, the little boss asked me if you had any discomfort in the past two days and how your appetite was. I answered truthfully

Qiu Xing opened his eyes and was quiet for a while. He sat up straight and said, "go down and watch Xie Yang. If he wants to eat or drink, try to arrange."

He Jun responds and turns to leave.

"Wait a minute Go and turn up the heating. "

He Jun answered again and left the office.

Qiu Xing looked at the office door, raised his left hand and put it on his right hand, unconsciously pinched it.

……

Waiting for Qiu Xing to get off work, Xie Yang brushes his micro blog.

He found that the emperor began to do public relations for mu Zhouyi.

Emperor Tian first suppressed the fermentation speed of public opinion, so that many marketing numbers deleted some messy black material, and then asked the water army to mix the water. He mocked all the people who scolded the book of changes with the tone of passers-by, saying that they were too sensitive and washed the book of changes of white wood. These actions were not necessarily intentional, but obviously just coincidence.

After muddling up the water, the emperor made some pictures and texts that refuted Mu Zhouyi's fascination with touching people. According to the pictures and pictures, Mu Zhouyi usually has more than seven physical contact opportunities with guests in an activity, but the number of times he really meets people may be only one or two.

In order to increase persuasion, the emperor also asked the marketing number to send a lot of moving pictures of muzhouyi, which normally handed things to people and politely avoided being touched by others, suggesting that there was no such thing as touching people. This time, someone intercepted the pictures maliciously and looked for an angle to think about the black wood book of changes. He stressed that Mu Zhouyi paid attention to the distance between his limbs when he was not familiar with others.

After that, some people who had been touched by Mu Zhouyi came out to help Mu Zhouyi speak, saying that Mu Zhouyi was not deliberately touching himself, but accidentally met him. Moreover, everyone had a good relationship and called on fans not to be brought with rhythm.

After such a thorough operation, public opinion has been basically stable. People who thought that Mu Zhouyi's actions were disgusting did not dare to show their heads again, for fear of being scolded by the Navy, sensitive and malicious towards beautiful girls.

Xie Yang refreshes again, and finds that the topic of "touching people" in hot search has disappeared. Instead, it is the hot search of several other artists in the sky.

He called back the hot spots and found that the touching collection was gone, but the microblogs of the celebrities who helped Mu Zhouyi talk were firmly in the front of the hot spots.

Mix water, refute black material, find people platform, divert public attention, maintain the exposure of white articles The emperor is worthy of being the emperor. Playing public opinion is really powerful.

Now, as long as Mu Zhouyi can make a self mocking micro blog, weaken the nature of the event, and buy several marketing numbers to strengthen the impression of white washing, the crisis will be completely over.

Xie Yang opened Ji Zehui's wechat and typed.

Xie Yang: did Mu Zhouyi sign a new contract with emperor Tian?

Ji Zehui: how do you know? I've just heard from you.

Ji Zehui: Mu Zhouyi voluntarily reduced the contract specifications and extended the contract term, so the emperor promised her again. Lu Zhi has already flown to H city with his lawyer and new contract. It is said that he is trying to help Mu Zhouyi stabilize the film crazy musician.

Ji Zehui: once an artist has a work next to him, the black material will be easily washed white, and the public are forgetful. You You seem to be in vain.Who says it's a waste of effort. Mu Zhouyi is now trapped in the emperor's heaven, and has a quarrel with the company's top management. In the future, resources will definitely be limited. Moreover, after this experience, Mu Zhouyi absolutely dare not touch people carelessly any more, and it will not be so easy to accumulate love value.

The purpose has been achieved.

Xie Yang put away his mobile phone and looked at the office door.

What he wants to do is never to fight with the woman, but to protect his living space. In the past, Qiu Xing was doomed to die, and the golden finger of Mu Zhouyi was too troublesome. In order to change his fate, he had to be careful and pay attention to the movements of the book of changes. Now, with the awakening of powers, the golden finger of the female Lord is no longer a threat, and Qiu Xing doesn't have to die.

Qiu Xing doesn't have to die.

As long as Qiu Xing is alive, both the female and male masters will be nothing.

As long as Qiu Xing is alive.

Click.

The door of the office was suddenly opened from the inside, and Qiu Xing appeared behind the door. The two people's eyes are in the right direction.

Xie Yang had a meal, then he laughed at Qiu Xing and asked, "are you finished?"

Qiu Xing's expression was briefly stunned for a while, and soon returned to indifference. He walked out and said, "get up, go home."