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Lin Muyan Huan Xiong Gesture Shen Yang handed the game hard drive to three people, and then watched as they looked at the game's introduction with confusion and curiosity. She secretly observed their reactions until one of them took a slightly imperceptible step back and revealed a faint, hard-to-detect smile.
"I remember your name is yogurt, right?" She slowly approached the male anchor who had taken a step back. "I hope you will focus on horror games next."
Upon hearing this, the other person nervously shrunk back, "This doesn't seem appropriate, Lin Zong."
"I think you are very suitable for this route. Your reactions are not big, but your micro-expressions cannot deceive people. Your fear is the source of your flow. I have high hopes for you."
With a firm pat on the other person's shoulder, Lin Muyan turned to the other two people, "Jumping Peach, I have seen your usual sharing. You have quite a talent in cooking. I will arrange a two-month training for you, and afterwards, your anchor style will be focused on food. As for Mia, your style is much more ambiguous compared to theirs. I haven't thought about your positioning direction yet. I will give you a week. If you have better ideas, report to Shen Yang. The same goes for both of you. If you have better ideas, you can also tell him together."
Lin Muyan initially intended for the peak anchors to start live streaming for sales directly, but their performance is just too poor. She is really worried that not only will the goods not sell, but she will also have to spend a lot of time maintaining order in the live room.
After Shen Yang saw off the three people, Lin Muyan took a sip of her now cold coffee. The silky texture slid from her tongue to her throat, taking away some of the fatigue from her recent busyness. Lately, she had been running between the company and home, and even the strongest person would struggle. Especially since she had just recovered from a bad cold, she was actually quite weak.
"Knock, knock."
The crisp and slow knocking on the door, Lin Muyan with her back to the door, replied listlessly, "Come in."
"Are they three dissatisfied with their positions, or is someone protesting the reemployment of the May Fourth Movement again? What do the people in the company eat? Why do they always need me, the president, to step in for everything? Don't they have any judgment of their own?"
She thought it was Shen Yang and asked without lifting her head.
The person at the door paused for a moment, and a faint and elegant hint of a smile appeared, "You've been working hard too. You seem so busy, maybe we should reschedule for another day. I did come too early this time."
Lin Muyan turned around, and Zhen Heng smiled and waved at her. She relaxed and said, "Not at all, not at all. You came at just the right time. It's not easy to make an appointment with a busy person like you. I don't want to miss this opportunity."
"Assistant Shen, I need to go out for a while. Any issues, wait for me to come back."
Just back, Shen Yang responded with a lowered brow and submissive eyes, then watched as Lin Muyan grabbed her phone and pulled Zhen Heng into the elevator.
Zhen Heng had come to take Lin Muyan out for a meal, but fearing it would delay her, he suggested grabbing a bite at a nearby tea restaurant.
"Thanks for the May Fourth Movement matter," Lin Muyan said, too busy to eat, as she looked at a plate of just-arrived shrimp dumplings, picked one up, and took a big bite. "I was actually thinking of treating you. I've been too busy lately and haven't had time to spare."
She apologized, her cheeks puffed up like a hamster storing food. Zhen Heng was afraid she would choke, so he poured a glass of corn juice for her and said, "Take it slow. After so many years of friendship, there's no need for thanks. You're working too hard. Nowadays, you can find Peak Entertainment just by going online. Aren't you pushing yourself too much?" Lin Muyan took a big sip, then stuffed the rest of the shrimp dumplings into her mouth, chewed hard, swallowed, and then put down her chopsticks, giving Zhen Heng a wink.
"Hey, do you want to switch to Our company? Look at our many years of friendship, I'll transfer you to the legal department."
If we have a great lawyer like Zhen Heng, peak will have a lot less trouble.
Zhen Heng looked at her affectionately and said with a smile, "I can't do it for now. I'll see how things are once my dad's illness is under control. If you really need someone, I can introduce you to a high-achieving student from the law school, who is also my junior brother."
Lin Muyan stared at him with a spirited expression as if to say, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"
"Zhou Shuhuan, you should have heard of the case of Yan Xi, which he handled. The teacher refused to release the person before, so he didn't go to the law firm. If you really need someone, I can mention it to him."
Lin Muyan nodded vigorously, how could she miss such a good opportunity.
"Hey, Heng, you are my lucky star. Try this duck neck, it's authentically spicy." She eagerly handed a piece to Zhen Heng, who smiled. She felt a bit embarrassed, rubbed her ear, and then said with a smile, "I must have accumulated three lifetimes of good fortune to meet you in this life."
Zhen Heng lowered his eyelashes, concealing a momentary change in his pupils.
Lin Muyan indulged for an hour before reluctantly returning to the company.
Before parting ways, Zhen Heng mentioned that his father would be discharged from the hospital in a few days, and there would be a celebration at home. He asked if she would like to come.
In the past, Lin Muyan would always go to the Zhen Family to play. Uncle Zhen was like a second father to her, and she had no reason not to go.
"Pick a place and send it to me. Even if I have to cancel my grandfather's appointment, I have to go to Uncle Zhen's event."
If Old Master Lin were to hear this, he would definitely curse Lin Muyan for being heartless.
...
Since the day Wen Zimo was locked out, he never dared to make fun of Xiao Chen in front of him again.
He crossed his legs and grabbed Banny's two front paws, whispering, "Have you seen your owner? This is the cost of an Internet relationship. You must not learn from him, you know?"
When Xiao Chen walked over with a plate, he immediately changed the subject, "Hey, it has to be Banny. Look at this flexibility, Nuo Er can't compare at all."
Xiao Chen knew he had just spoken ill of her, but she ignored him and set the table, the aroma of two plates of delicious pasta filling the air.
Wen Zimo crawled up from the ground and wanted to eat at the table. Xiao Chen knocked his hand crooked with a chopstick and said, "Clean up before you come to the table."
His expression was unfriendly, and Wen Zimo slinked into the bathroom. Soon, the sound of rushing water could be heard. Xiao Chen silently glanced at the distance data displayed on his phone.
When Wen Zimo returned, he was marking the house numbers and the number of people corresponding to the homeowners association with a pen. Wen Zimo was shocked by his persistence in breaking the pot.
It's too abnormal!
It's really too abnormal.
"I mean..." he cleared his throat and waited for Xiao Chen to look over before pointing at the notebook in front of him, "Fate is unpredictable, it comes when it comes. Don't be too fixated on this. It's just an Online lover, don't take it too seriously."
Being glared at by Xiao Chen, he almost choked on the spaghetti he had stuffed into his mouth. "Okay, okay, I was just talking nonsense. You can look for her, but you need to have a direction, right? This distance is just a reference. You can't confront each household, can you?"
"Why not?" Xiao Chen responded as if it were a matter of course, leaving Wen Zimo speechless for a while.
"The distance data from these few days shows that the closest distance between her and me is only one or two floors apart, and the closest times are usually between 1 am and 7 am. If I'm not mistaken, she lives on the 32nd, 33rd, or 34th floor."
"You're not planning to interrogate floor by floor, are you?" Wen Zimo kept repeating in his mind, 'It can't be, it can't be, it can't be.'
Xiao Chen smiled innocently, "Well, it's not impossible."
He is a stubborn person. Once he sets his mind on something, there must be a result, especially with this Mumu who really understands his temper. It's rare to encounter someone he can have a real conversation with, and he doesn't want it to end like this.
"A person's strength is limited, but you can help me. I have already selected a few places, and you are best at striking up a conversation. You can help me get more clues. If you do well, I won't treat you unfairly. I will take care of all three meals for this month. Or do you prefer to solve your own meals, eating the deadly meals you cook? I have no objections at all."
"You... you are really scary." It's a disaster to provoke you.
Wen Zimo shuddered for a moment. It's just that his cooking skills are not good, otherwise he wouldn't be so stubborn. Xiao Chen refused to leave. He harbored a lot of resentment in his heart, but in the end, he could only join the team to search for people honestly. It's a pity that for a whole week, not only did they not have any clues, but the distance between Mumu and Xiao Chen also never closed to within fifty meters again.
Recently, Peak Entertainment has been on a winning streak, especially with the launch of a dedicated live broadcast of horror games by yogurt. The success of yogurt has boosted Lin Muyan's confidence, leading to consecutive interviews with new anchorpersons and further expansion of the company's broadcasting team. Holding several product endorsement contracts from other companies, Lin Muyan can't stop smiling.
She didn't work tirelessly for a week, staying overnight at the company every night, and the results were obvious. Yogurt was praised by several people, and Lin Muyan looked at the sunset, which she hadn't seen for a long time, and sighed deeply. "Lin Zong, the contracts have been sent to each department. There are no other arrangements, so I'll leave first."
Shen Yang has been running around with her, and Lin Muyan has seen how tired she is. She deliberately gave him time off so he could go back early. After another busy period, when there was no longer any employees in the company, Lin Muyan stretched and wrinkled her nose at the smell on her sleeve. Now she had to go home.
She stuffed the daily necessities left in the company into her backpack, carefully checked the doors and windows of the office to make sure nothing was missed, and then locked the door. After waving to the security guard, she headed straight to the underground parking lot.
In order to keep a low profile, she left her Rolls-Royce Phantom at the old house and bought herself a Beetle, a vintage dark green car that was not overly luxurious but had its own charm.
As the night fell, Lin Muyan leisurely drove along the sparsely populated night road, relaxing her exhausted nerves little by little.
Lin Muyan She threw herself onto the bed, didn't even bother to plug in her phone to charge, and fell into a deep sleep. She was drawn into several dreams one after another, unable to wake up, until the sudden sound of the phone ringing. Lin Muyan Without even opening her eyes, she fumbled for her phone on the bed based on memory. After a random search, she finally pressed the call button and groggily said "hello" into the phone.
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