Looking for a long time, Wang Qingyu finally found the text in his hand. He handed it to ye ChuChu, who was sitting stupidly. He said: "this is what I wanted to give you in the morning. A newly established website pays a high price to hire someone to write online articles. You can log in backstage and write as much as you want. No one pursues the manuscript all day. You are more comfortable."

Ye ChuChu took it, glanced at the contents of the text, closed his eyes, looked at Wang Qingyu, and asked with a smile, "it's not bad, but if you help me with the work like this, you won't be afraid that the editor in chief will know and scold you bloody?"

Wang Qingyu leaned directly on the table with his hands around his chest and waved his hands indifferently. The smile at the corner of his mouth was loud and his tone was slightly higher. He said, "what are you afraid of? You are not an employee of the magazine. You are free. I will introduce you if I love you. She can't manage it!"

She's not afraid of the old witch. She bullies ye ChuChu into being soft hearted. It's like urging her life to write every day. She's always procrastinating when she pays for her contributions. She has long wanted to speak for ye ChuChu and say she won't do it.

"You..." ye ChuChu smiles and shakes his head. Wang Qingyu says that the wind is the rain, and no one can control it. After a while, he remembers that Gu Liangchen asked her to have dinner tonight. He asks Wang Qingyu, "Xiaoyu, do you have time later?"

"I'm not very busy. What's the matter with you?" Wang Qingyu tilted his head and stroked his long hair coyly. He asked lazily.

"It's nothing. If you are free for a while, go shopping with me. In the evening, Xiao Haoyu is going to cook for dinner. Do you want to go with me?" Ye ChuChu said as he put the text in his bag.

Wang Qingyu immediately had a suspicious look on his face, frowned slightly, and asked, "is Gu Liangchen's cooking really so delicious? I can't stand it. Xiao Haoyu is pestering him to eat what he cooked?"

When she heard that Xiao Haoyu's prodigal brother was also there, she was a little bit short of interest.

In fact, she doesn't believe in Gu Liangchen's cooking skills. Is he really cooking so delicious, or is Xiao Haoyu's taste so wonderful?

"His cooking is really delicious. It's better than some hotel chefs. I've eaten it." At the thought of Gu Liangchen's delicious food, she couldn't help swallowing her saliva, her eyes shining.

Wang Qingyu raised her hand. Her hand was a little heavy. She patted her shoulder hard and said with scorn: "come on, I can't stand you. You're not promising. It's just food... I'll try it today. Is it really like what you said? Let's go shopping now and go to your house later?"

Ye ChuChu hesitated for a while. His big black and white eyes looked at Wang Qingyu in front of him and blinked. He said in a soft voice, "you go now. Is it OK to skip work?"

"What can I do for you?" Wang Qingyu shouts to Amy, who is working hard: "Amy, I'll go out for a while and take some photos back as the theme. The chief editor will come to me. Please remember to tell her."

"Oh, I see, sister Wang." The new girl was very naive and didn't think much. She answered with a high voice and went to work seriously.

"Well, I'll go out and tell the chief editor that if I'm late, I won't go back to the magazine."

"Oh, I see." Without raising her head, the little girl waved her hand to Wang Qingyu, indicating that she knew.

"..." ye ChuChu was stunned and sighed. Well, it's ok

Wang Qingyu squeezed her eyes and pulled the speechless ye ChuChu to leave at a leisurely pace.