Feminist God

  Chapter 375 Beat yourself up

  The fame of the first generation is ruined!

  Sitting on the chair, Lin Qing was dumbfounded. He felt that he was really embarrassing to the 3.5 billion men on the other side of Xingbian. He hadn’t lived the life of three wives and four concubines, but he had become a sissy gloriously?

   "No makeup, it's really troublesome." Lin Qing stood up from the chair with a depressed face, and came to the mirror on the wall.

   "Fuck!"

   "Is this really me?"

  Lin Qing immediately opened his eyes wide subconsciously, and yelled incoherently in panic at the mirror in front of him, like a cat whose tail has been stepped on.

   This is so poisonous!

  A sissy appeared in the mirror in his line of sight, with heavy makeup on, almost made Lin Qing sick, and he even wanted to beat himself up for a while.

   "Which one is makeup remover?" Lin Qing turned her head and asked Zhao Liangchen in a hurry.

  Zhao Liangchen pointed to a small white bottle, and couldn't understand why Lin Qing had such a big reaction. Could it be that the shape of the transformation is not good-looking?

  It's so pretty, it made Zhao Liner go crazy.

  Lin Qing picked up the makeup remover and left the office, then strode straight to the bathroom.

  The staff in the office were all stunned. It seemed that a handsome man appeared just now, but disappeared in the blink of an eye.

   "I just saw a beautiful man flash by."

   "That seems to be the chairman."

   "I've been in the company for more than a year, and I've never seen him put on makeup, but it's so good-looking, it took my soul away."

   "You shameless bitch, don't think we don't know that your phone is full of photos of Mr. Lin!"

  “.”

  While the staff were discussing, after a while, Lin Qing also came out of the bathroom. Finally, all the gaudy things on his face disappeared, and Lin Qing returned to the plain male **** again.

  Seeing many people looking at him with admiration, Lin Qing was almost bored. It is acceptable to say that these women like her steely side, but they actually like to look like a sissy when they make up?

  There must be something wrong with their aesthetics!

  Lin Qing's tone was quite bad, pointing at a group of people and said in a deep voice: "Whatever you look at, give me work!"

   There was a "crash", and the staff members lowered their heads and pounded on the keyboard.

  Lin Qing casually returned to the office.

  Zhao Liangchen smiled and said, "Let's learn to walk first, and then learn to arrange flowers. These two are also the basic skills of men."

   "Walking, arranging flowers?" Lin Qing was startled, turned her face straight, and said in a deep voice: "I don't want to learn anymore, I don't want to learn anymore. If I learn those things, I won't lose myself."

  After saying these words, Lin Qing felt a little disgusted by what Zhao Liner said about her parents, who were too disciplined just like Yang Youran's father.

   But they are also human beings, but the difference is too great.

  For example, Yang Yingxuan has absolutely no choice. She is very satisfied with Lin Qing. She can borrow money by kissing her daughter.

  The most important thing is that people take care of it just like a 30-year-old mature woman. Her figure is so good that she looks like a peach. You can't help but want to take a bite!

   "What?" Zhao Lin'er didn't realize it.

  Lin Qing waved his hand and said, "I just went to visit your house, and I didn't live in your house for ten days and half a month. Look at your frightened look."

   "But... my family's thinking is relatively strict, I'm afraid." Zhao Liner hesitated.

   "What are you afraid of, what is there to be afraid of, I don't talk much" Lin Qing said indifferently, anyway, he will never learn those sissy things again.

  Perhaps in the concept of living in this world, Lin Qing, as a man, can neither wash clothes nor cook, nor play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is even more reserved. This move is completely deviant.

   But only Lin Qing knows that once he is such a sissy, he will lose the motivation to live, because that is his dignity buried in his heart, because he is a normal man, a man who likes women!

   "Okay." Zhao Liner nodded helplessly, and began to feel faintly worried.

  Lin Qing nodded, and heaved a sigh of relief. If Zhao Liner really persisted, then he would only.

   In the next few days, the days became extraordinarily peaceful, but that was only the tranquility in the eyes of others.

   But here in Lin Qing, he is particularly worried. He pays attention to Longsheng Technology’s short dynamic music video every day. For nothing else, the dynamic music video makes him feel a sense of crisis.

  He opened Panda Space on the computer in the office, and almost half of the contents were links to short videos of Power Music, and the number of users almost exploded.

Especially young people seem to like this video software very much. For this, Longsheng even launched the mobile version of Power Music Video in advance. It coincides with the advent of the 4G era, and the mobile network data package is extremely cheap. It can almost be described as a hot moment. Promotion is extremely fast.

   There is already a faint trend of catching up with Panda Chat and Chulang Weibo.

   "Dong Dong." There was a knock on the door.

"come in."

  Lin Qing closed the computer, looked at the door and saw Ye Jieyi in a black OL professional suit pushing the door and walking in.

  Although Ye Jieyi is the deputy of customer service manager Zhao Gang, her job scope is more like that of a secretary, Lin Qing's personal secretary, and even Lin Xue can't command her.

  "Mr. Lin, just now Capital University called to ask you to go and discuss your itinerary in Guizhou Province, and other things" At the end, Ye Jieyi began to stammer,

   "Just tell me if you have anything to say." Lin Qing smiled.

  The deeply furrowed eyebrows gradually softened. He knew that the short video of Dongle would be a scourge sooner or later. If it was allowed to develop, according to the personality of that old lady Li Hong, it was inevitable that she would not continue to covet social interaction.

  So it is necessary to do something about the short video of Power Music, but there is no need to rush to target it for a while.

  At present, it is better to end the trip in Gui Province first, and then create a glorious image.

   "I want to borrow some money from the company."

  Ye Jieyi hesitated for a long time and lowered his head to speak, even embarrassed to look up at Lin Qing.

  Her salary is one of the best in the company, and her daily work is quite easy, just paddling, just being a salted fish that listens to Lin Qing's words.

  But now she feels that she can't lose face. After all, people treat her so well, and instead of repaying her kindness, she has the audacity to borrow money and borrow money from a man!

   If it is reported that a big woman is borrowing money from a small man, it is estimated that I will not be able to hold my head up in this life.

   "What are you borrowing money for?" Lin Qing was surprised.

   He watched the other person's face closely for a long time, and found that there was no anxious look on the other person's face.

   "My sister is getting married, and the man said that he must have a house and a car. Our family's situation is just average. We can't get enough money to buy a house in the capital." Ye Jieyi said awkwardly.

   "Tell me how much you plan to borrow." Lin Qing said.

   "I'm going to borrow two million from the company first." Ye Jieyi lowered her head, her face turned red,

   "It's not a small sum, how about this, you go to Su Yi's to make an IOU."

"thanks, thanks."

   "Borrowing money is such a big deal. But shouldn't you do something?" Lin Qing said indifferently, but couldn't help but glance at Ye Jieyi's long legs before he finished speaking.

  The long legs were tightly wrapped in black stockings, and they were being pushed together, which fully demonstrated that Ye Jieyi should be at a loss in his heart at this moment.

  (end of this chapter)