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Chapter 939

Fu Yu saw the news and called to scold Yu Jinwen.

"Are you crazy? I don't want the shares, and I don't want the position of president. Why don't you become the CEO? Aren't you Xiao Song's assistant?"

Yu Jinwen said calmly: "I really wanted to be her assistant, but He Zhao stopped me from taking his job."

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"Xiao Song has too many assistants. Xiaohang and Xiaoyu are now her assistants."

Yu Jinwen sighed, "I came too late, and I can no longer be ranked. It's better to be the CEO. It's better to tell people."

"..."

Fu Yu chuckled in his heart, "You sound quite regretful."

Yu Jinwen: "Indeed."

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Yu Jinwen said seriously: "Don't all girls need a sense of security? I didn't give it to her before. In the future, I hope that I will be synonymous with her sense of security."

Fu Yu: Excuse me.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a ruthless hang-up sound from the other end of the phone.

Yu Jinwen shook his head slightly. Sure enough, humans are easily jealous animals.

***

The second phase of the "Don't Lose, Don't Forget" project was successfully launched, triggering another wave of craze for ancient cultural relics.

The combination of traditional Chinese art and jewelry has been understood by Yu and Nan, and this project has also helped Yu successfully achieve transformation.

The "North-South Cooperation" between Nan and Yu has also become one of the classic business cooperation cases, achieving a win-win situation.

At the project press conference, the animated scene of Yu Jinwen helping Nan Song put on her clothes also killed many people.

The handsome man and the beautiful woman, the two CEOs, really match each other no matter how you look at them.

Soon the super chat of "North and South CP" was established, and the two people's CP fans kept rising, shouting "together together".

Under the light of the dark night, Zhuo Xuan sat on the bedside, reading the news, looking at various photos of Yu Jinwen and Nan Song standing together, her eyes dark.

When I saw all kinds of comments in the comment area saying that they were a perfect match and calling for them to be together, I just felt like a fire was piled up in my heart and it was burning brightly.

The flames almost swallowed her whole. She knew it was jealousy, but she didn't want to admit it.

Biting her lip secretly, she used the trumpet to leave a comment in the super chat area, "What a perfect match. How on earth do you think they are a good match? Are they all Nan Song's paid swindlers? I think Yu Jinwen and Zhuo Xuan

They are the best match, they are the couple of childhood sweethearts! Together they are much more suitable than some North-South couple."

After leaving the message, she raised the corners of her lips proudly and immediately felt much more comfortable.

However, soon, someone left a message for her, "Are you sick? As for Zhuo Xuan, that coquettish bitch, you actually compare her to my sister Nan? She must be poisonous."

"Shit! I got angry when I saw this comment. Are Zhuoxuan and Nansong comparable? My friend, have you ever heard of the term 'the difference between clouds and mud'?"

"Is Zhuo Xuan worthy? Damn! Don't be ridiculous. I still have the little essay she wrote about her ex-wife when she was with Mr. Yu. It's very green tea."

Seeing these comments scolding her, Zhuo Xuan was so angry that she sat up and scolded the netizens back. As a result, various text messages quickly popped up in her private mailbox.

People scolded her one after another, it was overwhelming.

Someone even directly revealed her identity, "This is Zhuo Xuan's trumpet, right? Are you Zhuo Xuan herself? You are so funny. No one has cue you, so you have to make your presence known under other people's CP topics.

There are still people who scold you these days, and you are the first person in history. Then I will help you, ¥#@*&!"

Zhuo Xuan was so angry that she was shaking all over and wanted to throw her phone away!

The doorbell rang. She swallowed her anger, put out her phone, straightened her messy hair, and walked over to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, a plump figure rushed towards her, pressed her against the wall and kissed her wildly, with a strong smell of alcohol hitting her face.

The clothes on her body were quickly peeled off, and Zhuo Xuan raised her head to bear the man's rough and arrogant force, frowning in pain.
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