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Lu Qi returned to China.
The first thing I did when I returned home was to have a drink with my brothers back home.
It was already past one o'clock when he came out of the bar, and Lu Qi was bored on the roadside waiting for his driver.
When he was lighting a cigarette, Lu Qi saw someone among the smoke.
There are all kinds of people at the door of the bar, some of them good-looking.
But that man was dressed in black, and his ascetic temperament and sharp eyebrows immediately made him stand out.
He followed the light and walked to the man under the streetlight.
"Add WeChat?" Lu Qi asked.
The man looked up at him, with thin lips and a high nose, and the space between his brows and eyes seemed like ice that could not be melted.
To Lu Qi's surprise - he still wanted to reach WeChat ID.
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On the way home in the car, the other party sent the message first.
——"I am Mu Hongmo."
Lu Qi felt that the name was a bit familiar.
Before he could say hello in reply, another message came from the other side.
——"Your ex-boyfriend."
Lu Qi: "?"
——"I don't think you will remember it, noble people forget things."
Lu Qi looked at the third WeChat message and fell into deep thought.
She has been solo for twenty-two years since she was born, so where did her ex-boyfriend come from?
After arriving home, Lu Qi vaguely retrieved the shadow of Mu Hongmo from his memories before going abroad.
When I was an undergraduate in China... It seemed that I had to confess my love to the top student in the department next door because I lost a bet.
Before I went abroad, I had to give chocolates to people for half a year because I was betting too much.
The top student... Seems to be called Mu Hongmo.
The last message came in, and Lu Qi took a look.
... It tasted a bit like gritting one's teeth for no reason.
——"I can't forget it."
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The next day.
Young Master Lu went into his company to learn to take over the affairs. He said that the capable and powerful secretary to the chairman was waiting in the office.
Lu Qi opened the door and saw a familiar face.
Just saw it last night.
Mu Hong stood up politely, shook hands with him, and said, "Hello."
Nothing unusual can be seen.
Lu Qi was relieved.
I probably only mentioned a few words yesterday. Who would take the jokes made when they were young seriously?
Later, Lu Qi realized that what Mu Hongmo said at that time should actually be——
"You're done."
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#When I was young, I flirted with the wrong person, and now I have fallen into a trap. #
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Let me bring you the cookie "No More Abstractions" that is currently being serialized.
Copywriter: Meng Le is a live broadcast anchor.
——The kind that is more epileptic.
The persona I set for today's live broadcast is that I am divorced and raising two children, working hard to earn money for milk powder.
Tomorrow, the persona I will give myself is that of a canary who ran away after being abandoned by the chaos, making money to support herself.
The acquired character is that of an innocent college student who owes 50 million yuan in debt. If he doesn't make money to pay off the debt quickly, he will be taken away by the sinister creditor and become his lover (x)
Meng Le felt that everyone could tell that this was a joke, so no one would really take this thing seriously, right?
[General Manager Qin of AAA Building Materials]: "Anchor Xiaole, you started broadcasting late today? Is the creditor coercing you again?"
When Meng Le first saw the private message in the background, he thought that the other party was also here to engage in abstraction with him.
After all, this nickname is very similar to Leziren.
He made a random reply, and after starting the live broadcast, he went crazy in the live broadcast room.
After all, there are only a few dozen people in total. Without the effect of the program, there is no way to sell anything.
——"This spicy strip is really not a lie. My baby has grown two meters tall without drinking milk and eating spicy strips for three months."
——"Have you ever worked on a chicken foot? It's not me. How can it still be so plump after working and being beaten in life?"
When the barrage was full of "hahahaha", Mr. Qin, the AAA manager, posted a pinned comment with the grade sign posted in his live broadcast room:
"Children should not eat spicy strips."
"I understand you, the burden on you is too heavy."
[User AAA Building Materials Mr. Qin placed an order for 40 chicken feet]
Meng Le: "?"
Mr. Qin from AAA Building Materials, you are more abstract than me.
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Until one day he was lying in bed and scrolling through his phone to help him sleep.
A marketing-style short video came into view.
"Surprise! It turns out that netizens are all abstract for a reason! The handsome and young CEO of a top 100 company is worth more than 100 million, and his online name is actually [AAA Building Materials President Qin]! The same format as my sister who loves to be abstract!"
Meng Le sat up in shock while he was dying, and looked at the account screenshots in the short video again and again... The name was the same as the abstract brother in his live broadcast room, the avatar was the same, and the user level was also the same!
Unbelieving, he entered his eldest brother's personal account and was horrified to find that the other party had a blue V - corporate CEO certification.
He clicked into the private message chat box with Mr. Qin of AAA.
Two minutes ago.
[]: "Husband—(yelling, twisting and crawling on the spot doing sit-ups) Thank you husband, boss, for spending today!"
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Meng Le fell into deep thought.
When he long-pressed the message to withdraw it——
The other party has read
And sent a shy expression.
#It turns out that he is really not doing abstraction
#You really make me look like a god like this
#Wait a minute, Mr. Qin, why did you ask me when we would go together to get the certificate?
Abstract slutty words, enthusiastic little sun, cute feelings
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Network 2G surfing insulator version-True CEO's pure love brain attack
Intention: Feelings are sincerity for sincerity.