It’s Not Easy To Be A Stand-In

“I messed up … ” Qiao Guang Yu held the hot green tea that Quan Quan gave him and murmured, “I actually told the white moonlight, ‘Learn more, brother.'”

He and Quan Quan had imagined countless times the scene when they would meet the white moonlight. He had also practiced how to use the charming posture of a green tea bitch to arouse the white moonlight’s jealousy when “meeting a rival.” Their ultimate goal was to bring Huo Zhou and the white moonlight together, to become a catalyst for arousing their feelings!

He never expected that the first time they’d meet, Qiao Guang Yu would screw up, and he would be even too stupid to recognize the white moonlight!

He was crying at his idiocy, okay?

So look, besides his face, what else was like Wu Yu? There was no way to cause a sense of crisis in the white moonlight. How to compare a rough man to an elegant and fresh prince? Wu Yu didn’t have to worry about Huo Zhou being snatched by him, which meant he wouldn’t rush to get back to Huo Zhu, okay!

“You know you screwed up.” Quan Quan smiled coldly. “When you saw Wu Yu, I thought you would set off firecrackers to celebrate.”

“I was wrong, brother Quan QAQ!”

If they were not sitting in the reception outside Huo Zhou’s office, Qiao Guang Yu would almost want to kneel in front of brother Quan.

Quan Quan, “…”

Half-holding his forehead, Quan Quan waved his hand weakly, “Forget it. You’ll be more vigilant in the future. Don’t have similar accidents. Wu Yu doesn’t know you well, so I hope he won’t pay attention to you … particularly.”

Qiao Guang Yu felt much better. He took another sip of hot green tea and breathed a sigh of relief. “Delicious. What kind of tea is this? Is it also a white moonlight exclusive?”

Quan Quan looked at him coldly, “Organic green tea, bought just for you. It has a refreshing effect on the brain. I hope it will raise your poor IQ. Three years are almost over, and you don’t want to fall short at the last moment.”

Qiao Guang Yu, “…”

Qiao Guang Yu laughed suddenly. Looking up at Quan Quan, his eyes were full of smiles.

Quan Quan was baffled. “What are you looking at?”

“You look good,” Qiao Guang Yu said without thinking.

Quan Quan sneered.

“Okay, okay, I think you are a bit weird.” Qiao Guang Yu patted the couch seat next to him, let him sit down, and said, “You’re a breath of fresh air in the secretarial world. Others are trying to climb the boss’s bed, while you taught me how to be a stand-in for the white moonlight. Sometimes I”m not sure whether you want Mr. Huo to fall in love with me or see me with him?”

Quan Quan asked, “Do you want to climb the boss’s bed?”

“Of course not.” Qiao Guang Yu immediately shook his head. “I don’t love him. I don’t plan on eating soft rice forever.”

Quan Quan asked very slowly, “What if he is willing to support you for a lifetime?” He gave Qiao Guang Yu a deep look. “He is rich; he has no bad habits, is handsome, physically active, and can satisfy you in many ways.”

Qiao Guang Yu nodded while listening to him and said, “If he is really so good, you should try it yourself, brother Quan.”

Quan Quan, “…”

Qiao Guang Yu, “…”

Both of them were somewhat embarrassed and speechless. Finally, Quan Quan got up and gave him a cup of green tea while Qiao Guang Yu sat on the couch bored, flipping through a magazine.

The reception room of the big company was full of of Economic Weekly magazines, which Qiao Guang Yu couldn’t understand. He wanted to play games on his phone, but he remembered he had to act like a painful and tormented stand-in. He should present the image of a guy with a heart full of unshed tears, so he didn’t dare to take out his phone.

Flipping through the pages, he yelled, “Huh.”

He actually saw an interview with Wu Yu on the inside pages of the magazine.

Qiao Guang Yu looked at the cover and saw it was the latest issue, released this month.

Wu Yu’s interview was very detailed, spanning several pages, with multiple casual photos of Wu Yu himself, who was looking quite natural and beautiful.

The title of the interview was “The Little Prince of Music Switched to Finance – Wu Plans to Enter a Strategic Agreement Related to New Energy Industries.” Qiao Guang Yu didn’t understand finance at all, but he could tell from the interview that Wu Yu went abroad to study music, but when he returned to China, he gave up music and joined the Wu Group as an executive.

He had an mmp he was not sure whether to say loud or not … Qiao Guang Yu looked with unkind eyes at Wu Yu, who seemed calm and aristocratic in the photos. You made me study piano hard for three years. As a result, you returned to China and changed your job. Aren’t my imperfect piano skills for nothing?!

It was easy to learn how to play the piano well; it was difficult to learn piano badly, but the most challenging thing was that he had to learn to play the piano badly but still play similar to the “deity.”

Qiao Guang Yu’s heart was instantly flooded with countless complaints. He especially wanted to light a row of big candles for himself. At the same time, he thought anxiously, would his “extracurricular lessons” also include finance classes in the future?

After Huo Zhou had been locked in the office for an entire afternoon, he came out to get some air. Therefore, when he pushed the door open, he noticed a distraught Qiao Guang Yu. On the inside of the spread-out magazine on the table was a full-length photo of Wu Yu.

Qiao Guang Yu’s almost crying expression made Huo Zhou’s footsteps stop. He couldn’t say what he was feeling at the moment. He rushed to Qiao Guang Yu, threw aside the magazine, and took Qiao Guang Yu into his arms.

Hugging Qiao Guang Yu tightly, he felt his empty heart fill up. He was no longer restless, and his world calmed down.

Quao Guang Yu, “???”

The boss’s “3-step layup” action was too fast, and Qiao Guang Yu had no time to analyze Huo Zhou’s train of thought; thus, he did not know what expression to put on his face for this sudden change. He secretly lifted his head from Huo Zhou’s arms and looked at the Almighty Secretary, asking for help.

Quan Quan’s had a “You’re so stupid” expression, which could only hold the secretarial blank face with difficultly.

Fortunately, over the years, Qian Guang Yu and Quan Quad had cultivated a tacit understanding. Quan Quan made a mouth shape, so he knew what to do.

Gently pushing Huo Zhou, Qiao Guang Yu pursed his lips lightly, his eyes begging, “I’m a bit uncomfortable today. Can you let the secretary take me home first?”

“I don’t mind … ” Saying this, Huo Zhou was a little surprised. When Wu Yu and Qiao Guang Yu met, his first reaction was to comfort Qiao Guang Yu. Unbelievable! Realizing this, he never continued the second part of the sentence. Instead, he changed it to, “That’s fine, you are tired today, rest early.”

Qiao Guang Yu obediently left Huo Zhou’s embrace, not noticing the hint of reluctance on Huo Zhou’s face. He went straight to Quan Quan; his pace became faster and faster, almost revealing the joy on his face.

Quan Quan, “…”

The author has something to say:

Qiao Guang Yu: I have an mmp …

Quan Quan: I should have said that.

Huo Zhou: ?

Wu Yu: The photos taken for this magazine are excellent. I can have more interviews with them in the future.