Listening to this, Fang Yu immediately raised his voice, "what, he was here last night?"
Ji Qinglin nodded.
"So it's true that you just said you slept all night?"
Ji Qinglin nodded again.
"Then he is a good medicine." Fang Yu couldn't help sighing.
So many doctors tried their best not to let Ji Qinglin fall asleep. Su Yao just sang a song and Ji Qinglin fell asleep. It's a miracle.
"President, why don't you find a reason to keep him around so that you can have a good sleep every night."
"He said he was not short of money." Ji Qinglin said.
Fang Yu frowned, "no, I investigated him. He's just a small anchor of a live broadcasting company. He can earn 30000 or 40000 yuan a month at most. And as far as I know, all the money he earned went to his boyfriend
Don't know how, listen to this last words, Ji Qinglin in the heart inexplicably some uncomfortable, "he has now broken up with his boyfriend."
Fang Yu suddenly looked at him strangely, "president, how do you know this?"
"He said it himself."
Fang Yu suddenly thought of what, "in addition to this sentence, has he said anything else?"
"He said he wanted to talk to me..."
At this point, Ji Qinglin pause, "why do you talk so much today?"
When it comes to half of it, there must be something fishy about it.
"President, since Mr. Su has broken up, I think you can go after him."
"Why should I pursue him?"
"In this way, you can keep him by your side." Fang Yu said boldly, "but the doctor said that your disease may not be good all your life. You can still sleep with the help of Mr. Su's singing, but after Mr. Su gets married and has children in the future, you will have to lose sleep all your life. "
Ji Qinglin was silent.
It is reasonable to say that Fang Yu's proposal is good, but he should not leave Su Yao with him for his own selfish desire, not to mention that he does not like Su Yao at all.
Fang Yu saw that he didn't speak. He thought he agreed to his proposal, so he said, "president, I'll help you to prepare a bunch of roses now, and then you'll go to tell Mr. Su. Mr. Su will promise you."
Seeing that he arranged everything clearly, Ji Qinglin's eyes became cold. "Fang Yu, do you think I'm a good talker because I haven't lost my temper recently?"
Seeing his eyes like this, Fang Yu knew that he was going to be angry.
Although he is not afraid of Ji Qinglin, he is afraid of the angry Ji Qinglin. He doesn't want to be sent to Africa to dig coal again.
"President, I was joking just now. You just let those words go as a fart."
"Go Ji Qinglin pointed to the door and said to him.
"All right, all right, I'll go now."
"Wait!" Ji Qinglin stops him.
"President, what else can I do for you?"
"Go and get Mr. Su." Ji Qinglin said.
"Well, I'll go now."
Oh, the man said that just now, but now he wants me to call people over.
I don't know what they want to do in the same room
With the meaning of eight trigrams in the end, Fang Yu knocked on the door of Su Yao's apartment.
Looking at the strange man standing at the door, Su Yao's eyes were wary, "who are you?"