Qi Zimo, who had been patrolling the MBC building all morning, returned to the office on the fourth floor exhausted. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info is the first contact with the TV industry,I don't know anything about professional knowledge,A lot of knowledge and information needs to be operated and digested by the brain,Even Qi Zimo, who uses his brain to eat, can't stand the brainstorming accumulated together for a while,Can only spend more time。 Qi Zimo's lunch break was spent while eating takeout and reading various materials.

"Buzz", the mobile phone next to the desk vibrate, and Qi Zimo picked it up.

"Hello, I'm Qi Zimo. ”

"Zimo, today's New Year's Day, I took my wife back to China. I've already received your building, but I didn't expect it to be the one in the center, you're really generous. The microphone was full of Qi Zihang's shouts of surprise.

"Well, if you feel embarrassed, then give it back to me, just a little bit of a reversal. Qi Zimo continued to calmly flip through the information.

"No, I'm just kidding you. To get down to business, all the formalities of CUBE are done. You're going to Cube tomorrow to make an appearance, you have to let those employees know what your hard-working boss is like, right?" Qi Zihang didn't mention this, Qi Zimo really forgot.

"Got it, I'll take the time to go, I'll hang up if it's okay. "Qi Zihang won't have anything serious, and it's a waste of time to accompany him to talk nonsense.

"Hey, be my best man. And also... Hey, hey?"

"The innovation of Korean TV should not be underestimated, and almost every year there are variety shows with good prospects. It's only the beginning of this year, and MBC should have a few variety show projects in planning, so pay more attention to it then. If you can lead an ace variety show to come out, then a gap will be opened, and there will be signs to follow in the subsequent work. When he looked up from the army of materials, Qi Zimo gradually had a little idea.

"Buzz", the phone vibrated again, and Qi Zimo had no choice but to connect again.

"Hello, I'm Qi Zimo. ”

"Well, I know you're Secretary Qi, and I'm Park Ji-yeon. I think... I wanted to wash your laundry and return it to you, but your wallet was left behind, so I had to pay you back early. I don't know if you have time tonight?" Park Ji-yeon on the other end of the phone was a little frightened by Qi Zimo's indifferent tone.

Qi Zimo inexplicably remembered the strange eyes of the cashier when he had no money to pay the bill yesterday, and his heart was in response, and his tone became heavier: "Well, just tonight, I'll call you at night." With the sound of a beep prompt, Park Ji-yeon reacted and hung up the phone on the other side.

"What? Why are you angry? I don't really want to do your laundry. Park Ji-yeon pursed her lips and withdrew her phone.

Qi Zimo, who has put himself into work again, is in much better condition. After all, with ideas, a lot of work can be carried out. After discussing a preliminary plan with Secretary Hua in the office, the two of them continued the inspection of MBC. It wasn't until night completely fell that Qi Zimo appeared in the underground parking lot a little tiredly.

"Park Ji-yeon, where are you?"

"Got it, wait for me there. Putting down the phone, the car sped out.

Park Ji-yeon attended an event at a commercial center, and Qi Zimo parked his car at an intersection and waited. Qi Zimo, who had nothing to do, was ready to turn on some music to listen to, but found that all the CDs he had put in the car were gone, so he had to find time to buy some more.

"Buzz", the phone rang again, this time Qi Zimo was very positive, and immediately picked up: "Black Audi." ”

Qi Zimo felt that Park Ji-yeon was not bad, and he didn't let him wait too long, but the answer on the other side was beyond his expectations. "Hello, I'm looking for the secretary. This female voice doesn't seem to be Park Ji-yeon's voice, and her voice is a lot lower.

"I'm Zheng Xiujing!" Sure enough, the self-introduction on the other side confirmed Qi Zimo's guess.

"I'm Qi Zimo, what's the matter?" Qi Zimo trembled his eyebrows, a little puzzled what this cold girl was looking for him to do. The other party was silent for a moment: "Can I invite you to dinner?" I want to ask you something. This girl is really persistent, Qi Zimo couldn't help but laugh and replied: "Miss Zheng Xiujing, I really don't know your sister, I didn't lie to you." I only know one Jessica, the Jessica Alba in the United States."

"You may not know her, but she certainly knows you. Anyway, can you have a meal together tonight, I really have something important to ask you, please. "I wasn't going to deal with this somewhat stubborn girl anymore, but there must be something very important to a girl who can keep asking others in such an indifferent voice. Anyway, it won't take much time to answer a few questions, so Qi Zimo agreed.

"Not tonight, tomorrow can, right?"

After getting an affirmative reply, he hung up the phone immediately, Qi Zimo laughed and laughed, what kind of attitude is this? The gap between the front and back is so far, I am not afraid that I will regret it.

The sound of "ping pong" tapping on the car glass sounded, and Qi Zimo pressed the window to look at Park Ji-yeon, who was tightly covered. Park Ji-yeon, holding a mobile phone with gloves in her left hand, a large bag of clothes in her right hand, and a big red satchel on her shoulder, hurriedly sat in the car, took two deep breaths to get used to the warmth in the car, and then put down her things and took her mask.

"Here, Secretary Qi, everything is in there. Park Ji-yeon handed the big bag to the driver's seat, Qi Zimo didn't open it to check it, and put it in the back seat casually.

"Where are you going, I'll drop you off on the way. Qi Zimo will not be too cruel to the enthusiastic girl who is kind enough to return things, keeping a distance and being rude are two different things.

"Eh, Secretary Qi, can you take me to a meal, I'm so hungry now. Park Ji-yeon vaguely felt that Qi Zimo was very talkative now, so she asked tentatively. Park Ji-yeon's cautious appearance amused Qi Zimo, she was not a big bad wolf. He curled the corners of his mouth and said, "Yes, but do you have any secrets? In the future, I will be called Director Qi in public, and I will be with you in private, and the title of Director makes me a little awkward. ”

really agreed, Park Ji-yeon, who eats the most, didn't care about anything else, and immediately spoke: "Then take me immediately, go... You can go anywhere, as long as you have something to eat. ”

"Speaking of places, I don't know Korea at all. Qi Zimo started the vehicle and replied speechlessly, this girl really can't grasp the point. Qi Zimo, who hadn't received an answer for a long time, frowned and looked at the co-pilot, and saw Park Ji-yeon blinking and glaring at herself, her mouth furlaring like a goldfish breathing air. Uh, it's a little cute.

"What are you doing? Okay, I got it. Unable to stand Park Ji-yeon's pitiful expression, Qi Zi acquiesced in the car to the supermarket parking lot near the apartment.

"Stay here and don't move, I'll be back in a moment. Before getting out of the car, Qi Zimo explained coldly, and Park Ji-yeon, who was hungry and just wanted to eat a big meal, nodded as if pounding garlic.

Ten minutes later, Qi Zimo, who had gone and returned, was covered with cold, put the purchased food in the back seat, and drove home.

Park Zhiyan, who followed Qi Zimo to get out of the car and came to the elevator, saw that there were apartment-like places around, so she asked: "Aren't you going to eat? Is there a restaurant in the apartment? No wonder it's hidden!" The self-righteous speech of the ignorant girl next to her made Qi Zimo's brain run black and couldn't help but say anything.

"But isn't it troublesome for you to carry such a big bag of things to a restaurant to eat? Just put it in the car, the security in Seoul is not so bad. Park Ji-yeon couldn't bear the loneliness and balara again.

"Shut up. Qi Zimo finally couldn't help but stop it.

This girl is not only stupid but also imaginative, chattering, and finally cute, she knows how to eat. Seeing that the "black face" was a little angry, Park Ji-yeon pouted aggrievedly and stood aside quietly. Qi Zimo felt that he was a little excessive, don't little girls be so lively? But because of his face, he didn't apologize, and the elevator took the lead when it came. Park Ji-yeon followed Qi Zimo to an apartment, and when she saw Qi Zimo skillfully enter the password to open the door, she realized that this was his house, not a private restaurant in an apartment. Qi Zimo didn't hear the movement behind him, and frowned and looked at Park Ji-yeon's surprised eyes.

"You have two options now, turn around and leave or come in and sit down on the couch with the door closed. After speaking, he didn't care what the other party thought, and walked into the kitchen with a supermarket shopping bag.

Park Ji-yeon, who had been struggling in front of the door for a long time, still carefully took off her shoes, and her feet in cute shoes and socks gently stepped on the plush carpet. Slowly close the door, step by step to the large sofa, and sit quietly before carefully surveying the space around you.

"It's so big, does he live alone? ”

Qi Zimo, who came out of the bedroom after changing into light clothes, saw Park Ji-yeon sitting in a small area by the sofa in a restrained manner, her fingers constantly circling in front of her knees, and she was cute. Qi Zimo chuckled, put a glass of warm water in front of her, turned on the TV, and whispered to her: You can take a look casually, except for the master bedroom on the left, the meal will be fine for a while.

Qi Zimo, who was engrossed in the kitchen, didn't pay attention to Park Ji-yeon's situation anymore, and after preparing the ingredients and seasonings, he started cooking on the fire. Park Ji-yeon, who can vaguely feel a stable place on the sofa during cooking, wanders around, and is really a restless little guy. The three dishes were completed one after another, only the last seaweed egg drop soup was left, Qi Zimo gently put the stirred egg liquid in the soup pot, and turned his head to see Park Ji-yeon rummaging for something in the shopping bag in front of the table, still holding something in his mouth.

"What are you doing?" Qi Zimo couldn't help but get closer to check, Park Ji-yeon had a red date in her mouth and two more in her left hand. The right hand and eyes were still rummaging in their pockets.

Park Ji-yeon was startled by Qi Zimo's inquiry and stammered: "I... I'm just hungry and can't stand it, why don't you have a snack at home. Only this little red date on the table is still dry. The wicked person sued first, and Qi Zimo angrily snatched the red dates in her hand and threw them into the trash.

"Of course, it's dry, it's for spices, not for you to eat. Okay, it's time to eat. ”

There are three meals and one soup on the table, and the appearance is not bad. Park Ji-yeon, whose eyes were already glowing, hurriedly said, "I'm moving, thank you for the hospitality." He used his chopsticks to rummage through the plates, and in a short time most of the plates disappeared. Qi Zimo was also accustomed to the abnormality of the girl opposite, and there was no look of surprise, as usual, he used chopsticks to pick up the dishes little by little and ate them. One gobbled up, the other slow, and the strange eating scene lasted until Park Ji-yeon felt a little full.

"Hehe, Director Qi, Qi Zimo oppa, I didn't expect you to be able to cook, and it's delicious. Park Ji-yeon felt that she was a little rude, so she said something nice to please the host's family.

"It's just a common meal, you can just eat it. "One meal can make a girl change her name, and her heart is ridiculously big, and this girl's future husband must be a good cook.

"Zimo oppa, you really have the upper hall and lower the kitchen. I'm later, well... I mean, I don't have a place to eat in the future, and I'm really hungry and can't stand it, can I come here to eat again?"

Qi Zimo was used to living alone, and suddenly there might be an unstable factor, so he couldn't help frowning.

"Next time you want to eat Chinese home-cooked food, you can call me in advance, if I have time. In the end, Qi Zimo still did not refuse the simple request of this cute foodie, put down the dishes and chopsticks, glanced at the empty dining table, and said speechlessly.

Putting the dishes and chopsticks into the sink, Qi Zimo carefully washed his hands with cleaning liquid, changed into a coat, and called Park Ji-yeon, who was rolling on the sofa to digest, to send her back to the dormitory. Park Ji-yeon, who had eaten too much, didn't want to move on the sofa, but thinking that it was getting late, and it would be easy to ruin if she continued to disturb the next meal plan, so she slowly followed Qi Zimo downstairs.