After Marrying the Evil God

Qi Baicha put the two light groups away, planning to send the mobile phone to Fu Mingye first, and then deal with the affairs of outsiders and the system.

Anyway, a trivial matter is not as important as Fu Mingye's work.

Qi Baicha entered the company lobby, and when he saw him at the front desk, he immediately got up and said, "Mr. Qi!"

Everyone in the company knows Qi Baicha. Because of immortality, Qi Baicha seldom leaves an image of itself in the world, lest accidents occur after being discovered. Fu Mingye is the richest man in China and a half-public figure, and his lover is naturally the target of the media's attention.

Qi Baicha mentioned to Fu Mingye that he did not like to be noticed by too many people, so Fu Mingye used the relationship and did not allow Qi Baicha's photos to be published in the public eye, protecting him tightly.

However, in reality, Qi Baicha is not completely social with others. He sometimes goes to the company to deliver meals to Fu Mingye and meets with company employees.

People throughout the company recognize the president's lover. Mr. Fu originally held a meeting to convene everyone, and even the security guard and the cleaning aunt downstairs called. They thought it was an emergency. They rushed to the meeting room and saw a huge wedding photo of a pair of Bi people on the big screen used to broadcast various projects in the past.

Mr. Fu has repeatedly emphasized that this is his newlywed lover, so that everyone can recognize Qi Baicha’s face, don’t forget, don’t stop people without wink when they come, and don’t secretly take pictures of them and post them on the Internet, otherwise. All bedding and leaving.

The look is more serious than when talking about work.

All the staff silently watched the exquisite young man in the photo, thinking about it, but also can't forget it...

Growing into this kind of fairy appearance, I am afraid that it will be missed for life.

The group applauded and stood up to congratulate Mr. Fu on the happy wedding. The two are made in heaven.

Mr. Fu was very happy and gave everyone a big red envelope.

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With this summary, Qi Baicha's journey in the company was naturally unimpeded and was warmly welcomed.

The young man is dressed in casual clothes, incompatible with the appearance of everyone in the company in suits and shoes, but is not cramped and timid, but like an elegant noble man walking in a leisurely court to inspect his own industry.

Face and temperament determine everything, this is the truth.

The female clerk in the office caught a glimpse of the young man passing by the window, her breath was stagnant, and she frantically winked at the opposite colleague.

When the colleague looked back, he was also impressed by the thin and tall figure.

The whole office was quiet for a moment, and it was not until Qi Baicha walked away that a brief discussion broke out.

"Mr. Qi is here, are you sending food to Mr. Fu again?"

"Definitely, Mr. Qi is too good, handsome and gentle, and so good at taking care of others. I used to think that our President Fu is young, handsome and rich, no one deserves it. Now... I don't know Mr. Fu and Qi. Which one should I envy, sir."

"Mr. Fu and Husband are in such a good relationship, fairy love, I'm talking!!"

Only the newest female employee was in the cloud and was out of the situation. She quietly asked others: "Who is the person who just walked past?"

"It's Mr. Qi, our wife, Mr. Fu, who has registered for marriage." The colleague immediately winked his eyebrows gossiping.

"That's Mr. Fu's lover." The female employee remembered the glimpse just now, but she didn't return to her senses now. "Mr. Fu has a stern face every day. I feel scared just by looking at it. How do they get along? Huh?"

"Mr. Fu was paralyzed for us, and he was gentle with Mr. Qi. Last time Mr. Fu had already eaten at the company. As soon as Mr. Qi came, Mr. Fu took all the food that Mr. Qi had brought. Eat it. Alas, I'm envious when I think about it. Isn't this romantic love that only happens in novels?"

The female employee nodded approvingly, and since then, there is another pair of cps to chase.

"Mr. Qi, you are here, I'll go to inform President Fu." Linda bowed slightly.

"No." Qi Baicha said, "I'll give him a cell phone."

Linda thinks about it too. Between husband and wife, no need to notify the appointment.

"Then I won't disturb you."

Qi Baicha nodded and walked to the president's office in a familiar manner.

Hearing the footsteps in the corridor, Fu Mingye waved his hand to make the pile of black files on the desk filled with prayers of all things disappear, and replaced with a pile of company documents.

He lowered his head, pretending to be serious about his official duties.

-Nor can I use the word pretend. He has been dealing with official duties very seriously all the time.

For Cthulhu, it is his job to deal with these prayers, and it is not his job to look at these human financial statements planning plans.

Cthulhu can actually be called the laziest god, evil thoughts predate the appearance of faith, and he is considered the first **** of prayer in the world. In the past, when the gods of prayer were not born, he slept in the temple; when other gods of prayer were conscientious, he slept in the temple; when the gods of prayer fell and died, he was still as unmoved as a mountain Sleep in the temple. But he has become a workaholic lately, wanting to fulfill as many prayers as possible and strengthen his strength.

The laws of this world stipulate that mortals cannot live forever, so there is no elixir, let alone being manufactured. Only if he is strong enough to surpass the world, he can no longer be restricted by the laws of nature and let the tea gain immortality. This is the only choice after all other methods fail. He must prepare with both hands.

But so far, among the thousands of gods, the only one who can break the rules of the world is the main **** of the Ten Thousand Gods Realm.

Their world is still too young in the Great Thousand Worlds, and such a short time is not enough to give birth to a **** who can break the laws.

The more he knew this, the more anxious Fu Mingye became.

He didn't know if he could find a way to live forever before Chacha got sick and got old, because there was too little time left for him.

If he knew that he would love someone so much, his years before him should never have been so exhausted.

Fu Mingye was annoyed and didn't bother to hear someone open the door and come in.

He thought it was Linda's new assistant, and said without looking up, "Make me a cup of tea." He had to go to lower the fire.

Qi Baicha raised her eyebrows. Did he use him as an assistant?

Seeing the man lowered his head to face the document, his brow furrowed, Xu encountered a problem at work.

Nothing, don't care about him.

Qi Baicha silently took out the tea and brewed it. Instead of using the boiled water from the company's water dispenser, the pure and pure Tianshan snow water condensed from the fingertips was used to make people calm and calm. Long-term use by mortals can also prolong life.

He made the tea and handed the cup to Fu Mingye.

Fu Mingye took a sip and was taken aback when he tasted the clear and sweet taste.

The taste is exactly the same as that of tea.

He only noticed that the new assistant's hands seemed a little nice, with distinct bones, slender and white, very much like Cha Cha's hands.

"Is it delicious? Mr. Fu." the new assistant asked.

Fu Mingye raised his eyes and shook his hand after seeing the face of the young man in front of him. He quickly put the teacup on the table, got up and gave way: "Chacha, why are you here? Sit down quickly."

"Don't disturb your office work." Qi Baicha took out the mobile phone from his pocket, "I took the wrong mobile phone in the morning. I will get my own."

Fu Mingye took out his pocket and looked at the phone case carefully: "It's really wrong."

The two exchanged their mobile phones back, and Qi Baicha asked, "I have encountered something at work? Why did you come in and see you frowning."

Fu Mingye: "...is it so obvious?"

"Yes." Qi Baicha glanced at him.

"I did encounter a little bit, but the problem is not big." Fu Mingye smiled.

The problem is big. He added in his heart.

"Then I can rest assured." Qi Baicha smiled, "I'm leaving."

"So fast?" Fu Mingye subconsciously wanted to stay.

"There are still classes in the afternoon." Qi Baicha said.

Fu Mingye also had no reason to let anyone stay, so he reluctantly said: "Be careful on the road."

Qi Baicha nodded, turned and left.

Fu Mingye watched him leave and leaned back in his chair again. A large pile of black files appeared on the desk out of thin air.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to bury his head in work, to listen to the evil thoughts that bothered him one by one.

On the other side, Qi Baicha, who had just left the gate of the office building, looked cold.

He has no class in the afternoon, but he has to completely solve the system and the traverser, and fix the time and space loopholes they came in.