Fan Dongsheng, who was blinded by love, looked aggrieved: "Did I behave enough? Look at you like this popsicle, I even bought someone's freezer."

The colleague who was watching the fun started to cheer on the side: "Brother Fan, this is not considered a good thing! Even I can afford a freezer popsicle, it is completely unconvincing."

The brainless Fan Dongsheng actually raised his neck: "Then I'll buy the popsicle factory as well."

A tsk sound came from the crowd, and no one said he could afford it now. A rich man is a rich man, and buying a popsicle factory is probably comparable to a fish pond.

Unexpectedly, Cui Hua didn't buy it and was a little angry: "Vulgar! Can money prove love?"

Fan Dongsheng was completely embarrassed. If money could prove love, it would not be difficult for him. The difficulty was that he didn't know what to use to prove it except for his passion. I guess even Cui Hua himself didn't know.

Perhaps in her opinion, love is a passionate toss.

"Love requires courage, perseverance and perseverance, and these need to be tested slowly. You are still far from it!" Cui Hua thought about it and expressed his thoughts. It was as illusory as a romance novel.

Fan Dongsheng indeed looked bitter, "I have all these, am I not brave enough? I even have the self-portraits to show you. I have known Fang Tong for so many years."

"Your office is not locked, I've seen it just now." Fang Tong smiled and made a knife. This guy was extremely narcissistic and drew a bunch of naked self-portraits, but he hid like a baby and said nothing to outsiders.

"You are a hooligan! Besides, you didn't draw it specifically for me, of course it doesn't count!" Cui Hua still refused to give in.

"Let's go! I'll draw one for you." Fan Dongsheng wanted to draw Cui upstairs.

Cui Hua shook his hand: "No new meaning! Not fun at all."

Fan Dongsheng scratched his head in a hurry.

The people watching the fun around were not serious and started to make excuses.

"Brother Fan, what's the courage to hide and draw alone? Only if you have the ability to go naked on the street can you prove that your courage is commendable."

Fan Dongsheng covered his chest exaggeratedly and angrily shouted: "You erotic madmen, you actually have to look at the nude body of this young master, don't think about it!"

Seeing his panic look, the audience burst into laughter.

Cui Hua suddenly said, "Don't you really dare?"

Fan Dongsheng blushed and said, "Drawing, really...does it be like this?"

"Tsk! I'm not interested." Cui Hua's answer made Fan Dongsheng feel relieved, but she changed her tone, "But... if you don't even dare to do this little thing for me, what's the courage?"

Cui Hua is obviously playing a prank, as if watching a boy do stupid things for him is also a kind of happiness.

"Dare! What's not to dare? I'm going to do my best today for you, Young Master." Fan Dongsheng said with a stern face on his neck, and turned his head to glance at his onlookers who were cheering, "It's a good deal for you guys."

"Draw, wait..." Fan Dongsheng rushed to the bathroom with a roar, and turned around hesitantly halfway, "Can you keep a pair of underwear?"

No one here had the heart to work, and they put down what they had in their hands to watch the fun.

After a while, a muscular naked man rushed out of the bathroom, just like the three hundred Spartan heroes.

In fact, it’s okay for Fan Dongsheng to not keep his underwear. He probably didn’t expect that he would run naked today and actually wore a pair of superman underwear that was quite childlike, which made the audience laugh. Cui Hua was already half lying on the sofa and rubbing his stomach.

Fan Dongsheng didn't dare to look at everyone, so he closed his eyes and ran out like crazy.

Only when I heard Brother Dong's angrily shout from outside: "Xiao Fan, are you sick? You might as well poke my remaining eye blind."

The office was in a mess, and everyone was rolling around.

...

After a long time, Fan Dongsheng returned, but fortunately he was not arrested by the police.

Fang Tong was so angry that he was so angry that he was vaguely worried about him. It seemed that this guy's love was destined to cause a lot of trouble. His encounter with Cui Hua was like Mars colliding against the earth, and the movement was absolutely slight.

Fang Tong stayed until the evening, and said a good thing to Brother Dong. When he met a private dish, he ordered a table, invited Zhang Nan and his new colleague to have a meal, and explained his work matters.

Fan Dongsheng was not online throughout the whole process, either picking up food or feeding food. The two of them enjoyed it, and the table of people in their eyes was air.

Fang Tong was so amused and laughed.

Before leaving, he deliberately pulled Fan Dongsheng to explain.

"Old Fan, I have no objection to bringing the studio over, but Zhang Nan and the others are working, don't interfere in the work."
Chapter completed!