Feminist God

  Chapter 90 He knows nothing about vases

  Lin Qing didn't stay long in the Sports University, so he went to the west area of ​​the city.

  Huaqing Technology.

  Many employees were busy, and Zhao Liner also participated in it, sitting in front of a remote computer with a look of ecstasy.

   After a surprised look, he gave a thumbs up secretly, with a perfect working attitude!

   Then he entered the office. Today he has business with Lin Xue.

  Lin Xue sat on a chair and checked the signed contracts received today one by one.

  Lin Qing put on his gloves and asked, "Another book signing?"

   "Yeah, a few authors wrote pretty well yesterday." As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her head when she saw Lin Qing and was stunned.

   Hiss.

   What does this mean, shouldn’t boys like playing with dolls?

  My cousin doesn’t wear make-up and is not reserved, so it’s fine, but why does he still play with boxing gloves that women like to play with?

  Lin Xue's scalp was numb for a while, and she asked in a stiff tone: "What is this for, put it down quickly, it's not your thing to play with, I'll buy you two dolls later"

  Lin Qing tried on the feel of the glove twice, and it was not bad, with a dull sound of "bang bang bang".

   "Sister, lie down on the sofa and I'll beat your back. You said you were struggling yesterday. I think the strength this time should be enough and it's suitable for you."

  He looked eager to try.

  Lin Xue swallowed her saliva and said, "Cousin has been protecting you since childhood, right? Treating you better than Lin Feng!"

   "That's right, because you are kind to me, I borrowed the gloves from my friend to beat your back. Get down quickly."

  Lin Xue shook her head quickly and said, "I still want to live two more years."

  Yesterday, Lin Qing's loving little fists were like raindrops, which almost smashed her bones apart. When I got home, I found that my back was swollen. I used a full bottle of safflower oil to relieve the swelling.

   Now it is more ruthless than yesterday, and she used the gloves directly. Lin Xue immediately became terrified. If she beats again, will she be lying on the hospital bed

   "Okay." Lin Qing showed deep regret on his face.

   "How about I call Zhao Liner in for you and give her a thump?" Lin Xue suggested, it would be great to have such a good opportunity for my sister-in-law to exercise.

   "This is not good, she is working outside." Lin Qing said.

  Now Huaqing is not considered an official company, and many positions are not fixed. Wherever busy, Lin Xue and Zhao Lin'er will go to help as soon as possible.

  He saw Zhao Liner sitting in front of the computer just now, and he subconsciously thought that Zhao Liner was working.

   "What kind of work, she reads novels, and for some reason it's a bit abnormal, she reads novels whenever she has time."

   "Enchanted by reading novels?" Lin Qing immediately had a bad premonition, that girl had unconsciously said before that she encouraged readers to read and write h books.

  He also knows that h books make money and attract readers, but that thing is illegal, and people from the Ministry of Rites will come to the door if they are not careful.

  So Lin Qing walks on thin ice every time he walks on the road of a strong man. He dare not take chances, and he doesn't want to be forced to marry by a lottery arranged by the household department in the future.

   "Don't worry, Metropolitan."

  Lin Xue gave him a reassurance, went out and called Zhao Liner in.

  Office workplace Zhao Liner heard that Lin Qing was beating her back, so she ran in without saying a word, and said excitedly, "Are you going to be beating my back?"

  Happiness came so suddenly that she didn't even notice the boxing gloves on Lin Qing's hands. Yesterday she was so envious that Lin Qing beat Lin Xue's back to death.

  As soon as she finished speaking, she showed a comfortable expression and immediately lay down on the sofa and closed her beautiful eyes in anticipation.

  Her waist is very thin, and Lin Qing doesn't feel too much disgust if she beats her back. It's right to reward this **** for arbitrarily advocating to advertise in Longsheng Reading.

  Lin Qing walked over and said, "I beat you."

   "Punch it, just like you punched my sister-in-law yesterday." She couldn't wait for Lin Qing's loving little fist to land on her back.

  Lin Xue leaned over and said in a low voice, "Punch her more."

   "Yes, I've been very tired recently, and my bones are brittle." Zhao Liner lay on the sofa and twisted like a water snake.

   "Boom"

   "hiss"

  Lin Xue's pupils contracted for a while, and she saw Zhao Lin'er's face suddenly turn pale.

  Fortunately, it wasn't me lying there.

   "Boom boom boom"

  After the dense dull sound stopped, Lin Qing gasped slightly, he felt that he seemed to fall in love with being beaten on the back.

  On the sofa, Zhao Liner's face was dull, her back was hot, and even a slight movement would cause heart-piercing pain.

   She endured severe pain to see what Lin Qing was wearing.

   Suddenly my heart became cold.

  Zhao Liner was astonished from the first time she saw Lin Qing, but when she learned that she was her sister-in-law's cousin, she wanted to marry him even more.

   But now he hesitated a little in his heart. Lin Qing is really as savage as a woman, and he is not gentle at all. Judging by his proficiency in picking boxing gloves, he is no different from a professional player.

   If I marry him, does it mean that I want to conceive a child, and it depends on the other person's mood before I can make out? !

   But there is one advantage. If you put it at home, you don’t have to worry about whether the old Wang next door will get pregnant with his child, because he is more violent than the old Wang.

   "How is it? Isn't the bone crisp?" Lin Qing asked after taking a sip of the water that Lin Xue handed over and putting it on the coffee table.

  Zhao Liner grinned, her heart was bleeding, and she was about to fall apart.

  At this time, Yiming's female employee shouted from outside the door: "It's not good!"

  Lin Qing immediately put down the water glass and walked out, his steps were fast but not chaotic, followed by Lin Xue.

  In the office, Zhao Liner moved, she just wanted to drink a sip of water, that's all.

  In the office workplace, more than a dozen employees surrounded the backstage, and everyone had horror written on their faces.

   "What's the matter." Lin Qing and the two came to the back.

  "Mr. Lin." The employees stammered, obviously not quite used to this title.

   This is what Zhao Liner asked them to call it, because Huaqing is no longer like the small mailbox company it used to represent, only two or three big cats and kittens.

   And Huaqing's employees will gradually improve in the future, and there will be no Huaqing's culture if they yell at each other from small bosses and sister Lin.

  Of course, if she is called like this, she will also become Mr. Zhao justifiably.

  Lin Qing asked in surprise: "Who made you call Mr. Lin?"

   "It's Mr. Zhao."

   "Mr. Zhao?"

   "It's Zhao Liner."

  Lin Qing nodded. Zhao Liner's ability has been affirmed since she advocated advertising without authorization. Her request will have a positive effect on Huaqing.

   Otherwise, when Huaqing grows bigger, some big leaders come to inspect and find that Huaqing is called by a small boss, that would be embarrassing.

  Lin Qing waved his hand to let Jinlian and the five continue to work. As long as the panda they developed is still there, no matter what happens, Huaqing will have a chance to make a comeback.

Lin Xue's face was full of suspicion. Regarding the five Jinlians, the people under her had always complained. They were the ones who did the hard work, and the five women didn't care about anything and became a group of their own. Small group, ask nothing.

   And even she couldn't figure out why Lin Qing would protect them so much, just like the five treasures.

  A female employee pursed her lips, clearly expressing dissatisfaction with Lin Qing's assignment of work.

   Only after I had contact with him recently did I know that he is just a vase.

  (end of this chapter)