Chapter 215: Whose children are those again? (3)
Chapter 215: Whose children are those again? (3)
[I want to be the Channel Master’s husband too! Just for her legs alone!]
[The butler referred to her as Ms. So I am guess she is some divorced wealthy girl! Taking care of her two children by herself.]
[I’m fine with that! I can be the daddy to the Channel Master’s children!]
[Channel Master, look at me! Look at me! Don’t go! It’s just a divorce. So what if you have children already. I like you. We can conquer any obstacles in our way.]
[A talented little big sister never needs to worry about fondness of men. You go, girl!!]
[A single mother? Channel Master is so brave. I think you are doing a great job with your children.]
Staring at the screen, the owner of [Giving Out Red Packet Today] finally stirred a little.
His face blackened and his eyes cold.
His voice deep and hoarse.
“BB Streaming Platform. Acquire it.”
Siyi, who was reporting on the meeting minutes, looked up abruptly.
Huh? What was that again?
BB Streaming?
The boss was watching streaming videos in the middle of a meeting?!
Huo Sishen, aka [Giving Out Red Packet Today] looked very gloomy right now.
“Some of the viewers are of low quality. Lock their accounts.”
Siyi, “ ? ? ?”
Upper management on the other end of the teleconference, “ ? ? ?”
Gu Shishi would never have guessed that her comic would have brought about changes in BB Streaming’s upper management.
Barely a few days later, a few aliases familiar to her had disappeared.
That night, she was cornered by an enraged man in a corner of the house.
“Which man touched you?”
“Whose children are those?”
Gu Shishi, “ ! ? ?”
Gu Shishi never expected that things would have taken such a bizarre turn.
She’d have to start the story from the very beginning.
Around noon today, she streamed the creation of her comic before leaving for work.
And received an assignment from the manager of the shop – to translate an English ink painting documentary for Master Zhang Daqian.
Zhang Daqian’s painting could fetch upward of a billion yuan each.
He had recently moved overseas so an oversea team had filmed a documentary of his work.
There were English narrative through the entire video over his drawing style, technique, the way he applied colors and his choices of paintbrushes, etc.
Liu Li hoped that Gu Shishi could help translate that so they would be able to use the video as a teaching tool for new instructors in the shop.
Part of the reason this had fallen onto Gu Shishi was because she was the one who was most familiar with ink painting and that other part was that as one of the newly hired, she still retained most of the English that she had learned in school.
Zhao Xian, who bragged about Gu Shishi ability, did not help matters any.
If she did a good job on this, the most she’d get was a verbal compliment.
If she did poorly, it’d reflect poorly on her.
Gu Shishi treated this as a “learning opportunity” and brought her homework home with her.
She was quite curious how ink painting technique was looked at through the eyes of foreigners.
That being said, with her ability in English, listening to English narrative was not her strong suit.
As such, her first thought was Boss Huo – the “household superman”.
And that was how she arrived in front of the closed door of the study with the text that summoned her to be here at 7 PM along with a serving of omurice and pork chop that she had made.
She had anticipated 10,000 different scenarios that this night could go.
She might be turned down by the boss; he might be too busy…
But the scenario of her being pinned on the wall by the boss was not one of them.
As soon as the door to the study opened, she didn’t even have a chance to look at the furniture inside before she was pinned to the wall next to the door by the boss.
She could hear the low humming sound from new air-conditioning unit above her head.
She was baffled.
She even thought about a joke that she had once read.
In nine out of ten romance novels on *J website, the male lead would have the female lead pinned on the wall at some point.
Some netizens even came to an angry conclusion – were all men geckos and all women wall calendars?
But trying to picture the boss as a gecko…