Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Wei Ran became famous at a young age. He was only 16 years old when he was hailed as the pastry chef of the Huaxia State Banquet. Because of his young age, he was regarded as the group favorite by the entire chef circle.

It is heard that when he was young, he had contacted a mysterious boss, worshiped him as a teacher to improve his craftsmanship, and almost perfectly inherited the master's mantle, especially in the state banquet pastry.

Now that he has just grown up, he was directly hired by Qionglou Yuge, and became the head chef of the pastry department in one step.

"Yes, Wei Ran." Ninth Sister raised her eyebrows and looked at Jian Shutong, "Don't you admire him very much? Just take this opportunity to find a way to get online with him. If you can successfully apprentice, it will also help you attract fans."

Jian Shutong smiled lightly and lit a cigarette.

The thick cigar was held between white jade-like fingers, and the eye circles protruding from between the red lips and white teeth looked out of place with the cheongsam on her body.

She smiled lightly, "I only admire Wei Ran, but I have no intention of worshiping him as a teacher. After all, he only studies Chinese pastries, and I have no interest in continuing to study Chinese cuisine."

"No matter how exquisite oriental dim sum is, it looks the same. It's flashy. How can it compare to Western court banquets?"

Jiujie stubbed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, "That's true."

Jian Shutong quickly smoked the whole cigar, and was able to express her craving for the cigarette. The cheongsam accompanied by the smell of smoke did not match the persona very well.

"I'll arrange some more sailors to lead the rhythm on Weibo, and take advantage of this wave of hot searches to gain some popularity."

"Just treat Qingyue's joining as a way to bring traffic to you. After all, she has a lot of fans who will watch it when the time comes. You should perform well and try to attract her and Shi Qingan's fans to your side."

Ninth Sister squinted at Jian Shutong. When she said this, she didn't feel anything wrong. After all, these methods were used to flatter people all these years, and she was used to it.

"En." Jian Shutong only responded lightly.

...

The scolding war on Weibo was still going on, and the navy bought by Ninth Sister ended up participating in the scuffle, and Jian Shutong really attracted a lot of fans.

[I want to fight] The fans of a certain actress's family are really disgusting, their quality is so low that they can't save them, and they gossip everywhere, and the popularity of passers-by is ruined.

[I love haha] Singers don’t release albums and don’t hold concerts, they go to variety shows to earn money and fans, and let their fans come to catch the popularity of my Shutong.

[Back the past and tie] Where? Do you have something upstairs? Your face fell to the ground, and I stepped on it.

【Purple Heart Jasmine】? ? ? This is obviously the first time our Goddess Qingyue has participated in a variety show, please find out!

Bo Yucheng looked at the comments on Weibo with deep eyes.

His long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a cold light in his black pupils as black as lacquer, and he suddenly said in a deep voice, "Wen Le."

"Come to Liao, come to Liao." Wen Le then pushed the door open and walked into the office.

He smiled playfully, "Master Bo, what are your orders?"

Bo Yucheng glanced at the screen indifferently, with a little impatience and anger on his brows, "Clean up Weibo for me."

Wen Le didn't know why and slowly typed out:?

"Weibo?" He took out his phone inexplicably, and looked down at the recent trending searches, "Ah, my goddess Qingyue is going to record a variety show, but I haven't seen any news about Miss Shi."

He thought what happened when Shi Qinglan was posted on Weibo.

Bo Yucheng suddenly raised his eyes, glanced at Wen Le with a cold look, gritted his teeth sullenly and said, "Goddess?"

"That's right, Qingyue is my goddess!" Wen Le didn't notice anything wrong, "Master Bo, do you want to listen to her song? She has a great figure and a sexy voice, and she has countless male fans all over the world!"

The look in Bo Yucheng's black pupils became even colder.

His eyes were fixed on Wen Le, "I heard that mining is going on in the suburbs of Xicheng recently, and it seems that a supervisor is needed..."

"Hiss." Wen Le felt the coolness behind him, and he noticed that something seemed wrong, so he took a deep breath.

He immediately self-consciously silenced, "Master Bo, I won't chase stars anymore!"

"Go." Bo Yucheng's cold lips parted slightly, his voice was as cold as if he had just been released from an ice cellar.

Wen Legui cried and howled, "Oh, I don't want to—"

He heard that the mining projects in the suburbs were difficult, and those miners crawled out of the hole every day like coal balls without emotion.

"There is no need to discuss this matter, you can get out." Bo Yucheng's voice was extremely cold, and his brows were so indifferent and merciless.

Wen Le never expected that things would turn out like this.

He obviously came into the office to listen to orders, but he didn't know what was going on, so he was thrown into the mine first...

Yingying Guaiwenle wiped away the non-existent tears and turned to leave.

Bo Yucheng glanced coldly at the screen, and simply slid the keyboard in front of him, tapping quickly with his slender, white fingers, and went to the stage to clean up Qingyue's negative remarks one by one.

Immediately afterwards, the Weibo comment area was instantly clear...

All the speeches of the black fans disappeared strangely, and some even changed their trumpet to cry, asking themselves why the trumpet was banned!

"Tsk tsk tsk." Nan Xiyue lightly tutted and shook her head.

She was half lying on the bed with a facial mask on, her bathrobe wrapped her body revealing a large collarbone, her slender and fair legs were crossed, and she had a bluetooth headset on her ear, "Little baby, your husband can do it."

The efficiency of cleaning up the black fans is so high that it was gone before she even had time to notify the public relations side to do it.

Shi Qinglan curled her red lips lightly, "Don't yell, you're not married."

Hearing this, Nan Xiyue raised her eyebrows in surprise, the mask almost slipped off her face, she immediately reached out and patted her cheek.

"The boss hasn't proposed to you yet?"

She was a little slurred because of the mask, "Then he can't do it. Instead, I must first get a marriage certificate to surround you. After all, Qingyue has countless male fans all over the world. It's dangerous."

Nan Xiyue already knew about Bo Yucheng picking off her vest, and it was no secret to him that Qingyue was Qinglan.

"You must help me keep an eye on the public opinion on Weibo recently."

When she said this, Qinglan was a little annoyed, she frowned slightly, "I knew that my second brother was going to participate in this variety show, so I would have rejected it, and if there were any more scandals, I would have killed him!"

Nan Xiyue lightly tutted, "I didn't expect you to be strict with your husband. He is not like the domineering president in the novel. In the future, you will not be allowed to wear tube top, strapless, and backless styles when you attend the award ceremony." clothes..."

Shi Qinglan: "..." She felt that she might have guessed right.

"Nan Xiyue, why don't you worry about your marriage!" The girl replied angrily, "Mother and fetus have been single for 25 years and haven't had a relationship yet. Are you still laughing at me?"

Hearing this, Nan Xiyue was instantly choked by her.

She rolled her eyes and looked up at the ceiling, "I'm happy to be single, besides, I focus on my career, a hot-tempered strong woman like me doesn't need a man like this at all!"

Shi Qinglan pursed her red lips lightly, so she didn't believe her nonsense.

Back then, Nan Xiyue cried every time she was drunk, why no man dared to pursue her, she cried so badly.

When Shi Qinglan was thinking, a small light bulb suddenly lit up in her head, and a hint of slyness flashed in her eyes, "I suddenly remembered... my two brothers are single."

Ask for a monthly ticket! Nan Xiyue's CP, whose line did you Kangkang lead her?