Chapter 76: . The golden wife of the downcast president (7)

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This is an anti-theft chapter. If the purchase ratio is less than 50%, this chapter will be displayed. "Xinghe Rongguang" is a new game that Shijie Technology has not yet been released.
This is a brain game that combines VR holographic technology. You can experience the immersive feeling with the VR equipment produced by Shijie Technology. You can play without the brain. Just getting a little bit of wind sounded extremely high expectations.
This endorsement was intended to "feed the dog to conscience", but now Gou Xin has terminated his contract with Bajiao, and the endorsement quota will be vacated. The devil wants this endorsement, but this is not something that Director Liang can decide, so I have time with Jiao Qi and let him talk directly to the boss.
Jiao Qi threw the toilet water into the drawer, opened the computer with a headache, and typed a search "what does my husband think I am an Omega?"
No one has asked this question, and the relevant searches are only such as:
[What should I do if my husband thinks I'm derailed? 】
[What should I do if my husband thinks I am a yellow-faced woman? 】
[What should I do if my husband loves me too much and won't let me go out? 】
What a mess? Jiao Qi frowned. Opening these questions, the answer below is even more amazing.
[Xiaomei: I have also had this kind of trouble before. Since I paid attention to the XX beauty number, my face is not yellow, the door has been let out, and my husband has not derailed. 】
"..." It is necessary for the advertiser to spray a bottle of inhibitor to suppress the overflowing pests.
The knocking sounded, Jiao Qi quickly closed the search interface, and asked people outside to come in.
"Jiao is always good." The comer is a tall, handsome young man. Unlike the casual appearance of usual live broadcasts, he wore a slightly formal dress today, looking handsome and serious.
Devil, full name "Art Demon", because he feels that playing games is an art. His real name is Wang Mo, a former professional e-sports player who has won the world championship. He is handsome and speaks loudly. He is the ace anchor of Big Face Live.
"Mr. Wang, please sit down." Jiao Qi asked him to sit on the sofa and took a closer look at the anchor in front of him. I have to say that red is red. Art's face is there, and there will be no shortage of fans.
"Haha, no one usually calls my real name, you call me Mr. Wang, I haven't responded for a while." The devil grinned, revealing two little tiger teeth.
If you do n’t open your mouth, you are a cold-shouldered man, and your mouth is full of strange cuteness. The highly contagious smile provoked Jiao Qi to pick up the corners of his mouth.
"Concerning the contract, Director Liang told me that you have any further requirements, we can talk about it."
Wang Mo gnawed his teeth, and the old fox was really different from Director Liang. He knew exactly what he wanted, but he didn't explain it plainly: "The signing fee given by Banana is honest and satisfactory, and other platforms can afford it. I don't want to move the nest easily, but I also like Shi Yan's new game "Xinghe Glory."
"Xinghe Glory" is based on the future interstellar era, and everyone in the galaxy empire can become a mech warrior. Because Gou Xin looked like an NPC alien in the game, he was determined to speak for him.
If this endorsement is given to the demon king, you can be a positive and handsome protagonist endorsement. Jiao Qi originally planned the same way, but he took the initiative to ask for it, but the results were different.
Jiao Qi didn't speak, but looked at the Devil calmly.
"Oh, then I'll just say it, I want the endorsement of" Xinghe Glory "for three years." Mr Art could not help but speak. This game is both competitive and entertaining. Wearing VR equipment is a high-level arena. Not wearing it is a casual game. It is suitable for any occasion at home, on the road to work, and professional competition.
And listening to internal news, Shi Yan plans to spend a lot of effort to promote this game, and is even ready to form a professional league. If he can become a long-term endorser of this game, it will greatly benefit his position and future in the game circle.
"The endorsement has not been given for three years, and the international luxury brands have been signed year by year. I can help you fight over Shi Yan, but three years is impossible." Jiao Qi said slowly and suddenly Received a short message.
[Zhang Dazhen: Has the temporary mark expired? 】
Jiao Qi couldn't help but blushed, and returned a "roll" word to him.
Over there, Zhang Chenxi laughed with a smile on seeing this reply. His little wife is so cute, she is so shy to blow it up. Obviously a weak Omega, but always pretending to be Alpha's strong appearance, it is too sensational.
After being so confused by Zhang Dazhen, Jiao Qi looked at the opposite person who was very good at communication. He simply stopped selling things: "Shi Yan actually likes you very much. If it wasn't for the purpose of leaving the quota for Basho, they would have been looking for it. is you."
The implication is that, as long as you have signed the plantain, this endorsement is yours.
"If the first year works well, it will definitely continue for the second year. You should have this confidence in yourself."
Wang Mo immediately became happy and thought it was a bit wrong. If he can't get a three-year contract, he will not be able to take away the endorsement if he jumps to other platforms next year.
"Xinghe Rongguang hasn't started yet, but it will definitely become the hottest live game in the future. You can get the best resources at Basho and the first-hand invitation to the game. The activity of Shi Yan is also the choice of Basho's anchor." This Speaking of which, Jiao Qi suddenly felt that he was the little Jiao wife who loved to do whatever she wanted with her old attack. She fisted her lips and covered the corners of her twitching mouth.
Mr. Devil did not think there was any problem with this statement. In fact, this is known to the industry. The boss of the other plantain and the boss of Shi Yan are husbands, a natural advantage.
No more hesitation, Art stood up and shook hands with Jiao Qi: "After that, I would like to ask the boss to take care of me. Can I have a meal at noon today?"
"Bang!" As he said, the door of the president's office was suddenly opened without warning.
Zhang Chenxi thought about it, still felt that it was very uneasy to leave the young wife who was about to fall into love alone, so he came to accompany him for lunch, and drove away those Alpha who tried to approach. Sure enough, just entering the door, he saw a man suspected of Alpha holding Xiaojiao's wife's hand.
Three or two steps over, blocking Xiaojiao's wife behind him, Marshal Master stared at the opposite man with an unpredictable look: "Are you A?"
Wang Mo froze for a moment. He was called Art Demon King, and most people called him Art or Demon King. Someone called only one letter. However, they are big bosses and legends in the game industry. It is already good to remember a letter.
"Yes, I am A." The anchorman revealed two little tiger teeth.
The president narrowed his eyes. Oh, it really is.
Some of them were still very good. Little Jiao Yan in a white shirt stood under a lush camphor tree and looked up at the orange kitten squatting on the branch. The sunlight gilded him and the kitten, like the encounter of a prince and an elf in a fairy tale.
Some were obviously in a hurry and sneak shots. The basketball court ran fast, and Jiao Qi became a ghost. There were also many girls standing on the sidelines, cheeks flushed cheering.
The next picture is the scene where the girl holding the mineral water gave Jiaoxi to the intermission, but he refused. The girl's face was covered with a pig's head drawn with a marker, and she could not see the original appearance.
"What do you do to paint a pig?"
"She's too ugly, and every time she sees her eyes, she covers it." Zhang Chen said rightly.
Jiao Qi glanced at him obliquely and couldn't believe it: "How can you take a picture without a cell phone in the school?"
As a nonstudent, let alone a cell phone. In Zhang Chen's drawers, cameras, mobile phones, and game consoles were all available.
"I'm a poor student," Zhang Chenzheng broke the jar and buried his face in the quilt. "You, the first grade in this class, don't understand. I also skipped classes and went out to play games."