Lu Shiyan awakened the ability to read the minds of specific objects and thought he could seize business opportunities.
As a result, all I heard was the high-fidelity panoramic sound "The Most Dazzling Ethnic Style" in Lin Qingqing's head!
[System prompt: Lin Qingqing is dancing in her head, synchronization rate is 100%, host san value -10]
[System prompt: Lin Qingqing turned on the "Crazy Literature" mode, successfully avoided commercial traps, and rewarded the host with a blood pressure monitor]
Lin Qingqing was submissive on the surface: "Mr. Lu, I will change this plan immediately."
Inner barrage: [Change, change, change, you big-headed devil! This color scheme is praised in my dad's WeChat group for being stable and majestic!
Lu Shiyan looked at his tie worth thirty thousand, and the hand holding the pen trembled slightly.
Lin Qingqing continued to type in her heart: [Is this green radish so yellow? As expected, it is a configuration for lonely old people who have money but no life.
[Ding! It was detected that Lin Qingqing was extremely excited, triggering emotional resonance, and the host's heartbeat accelerated to 120!
Lu Shiyan: Secretary Lin, if you sing "The Great Compassion Mantra" in your head again, I will ask you to go to the Finance Department to get your "severance pay."
Lin Qingqing: [Fuck! How does he know what I'm thinking? Could it be that he is the reincarnation of the roundworm spirit in my belly? !
From then on, the cold-blooded tyrant was forced to change from an iceberg god to a sand sculpture emoticon in the small theater in Lin Qingqing's mind.
