"Hey, hey, don't close it," Ouyang Ziyi was still shouting to see, he hadn't seen people yet.

It's okay that he didn't speak, and as soon as he spoke, he reminded Jun Chu.

Thinking of his reaction just now, Jun Chu suddenly looked up at him, his eyes were fierce as if he wanted to see through him, and Ouyang Ziyi trembled in fright.

"What were you going to say just now?" Could it be that he knew Nannan, and when he thought of this possibility, Jun Chu was not satisfied.

"No, no.. It's nothing, "What's going on, I finally met an interesting girl, and I got someone's phone number, but it turned out to be someone else's."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that the temperature in the entire office was lower, and Jun's eye knife was even more swishing towards him.

"Okay, okay, I said, I said it's not okay. ”

couldn't stand Jun Chu's eyes, Ouyang Ziyi had to reluctantly confess: "Actually, the person I want to tell you is her." ”

"Go on. ”

Ouyang Ziyi shrunk his neck, and continued what he said just now: "Didn't I mention Xingchen to you before, I sold it yesterday, and you also know the rules I set, so you don't need me to say that you understand it next."

"And speaking of which, if you hadn't called to say there was an emergency, I would still be able to see her," Ouyang Ziyi muttered quietly, thinking he couldn't hear it.

The good-looking eyes also glanced at Jun Chu with a little grievance, as if he was accusing him of his crimes.

Jun Chu's knife shot at him again, and he was so frightened that he quickly shut his mouth.

Hey, why is his brother so miserable?

Jun Chu also knew about Ouyang Ziyi's strange requirements, and he didn't think there was anything before, but now it's different, when he thinks that he wants a skirt and is embarrassed, he looks at Ouyang Ziyi's displeasure.

"Where's the note?"

"Didn't bring it," Hmph, he Ouyang Ziyi also has a temper, and he can't succumb to the obscenity of Jun Chu, who called this person to threaten him with his eyes just now.

"Huh?" raised his eyebrows, his voice gently spilling between his teeth.

Jun didn't say he believed or didn't believe his words, he just sat there quietly, a noble breath emanated, and his hand didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, knocking on the desktop again and again, and the crisp sound echoed in the office.

One by one, it seemed that every blow hit Ouyang Ziyi's nerves, and he wanted to hold on for a while to show his toughness, but at the moment, the situation is not good.

"Na na, give it," he quickly took out a note from his bosom and handed it to Jun.

It's not that he's afraid of him, it's just that those who know the times are handsome.

He took the note with an expressionless face, but only Jun Xuan himself knew that his fingertips were already trembling slightly.

The so-called face is unwavering, and the sea of clouds in his heart is surging, probably saying that he is like this.

As soon as he thought that this was written by Nannan, Jun Chu couldn't help but be excited, as if he could get one step closer to Nannan.

Carefully opened the note, the delicate and beautiful font came into view, but what attracted him more than this was the content inside, and he saw a sentence neatly arranged in the center:

Tung oil flower - that year, the love sinus first bloomed.

Seeing this, Rao Shijun couldn't help but reddened his eyes slightly, it turned out that Nan Nan remembered him, her girl didn't forget him, what could be happier than this.

The heart that was pushed away by the beloved and uneasy also had a place to rest at this moment.

I had already guessed that Jun Chu would be excited when he saw it, after all, he had also read the content in it, and he only thought that he was a person with a story, but now that he knows that this girl is the person Jun Chu has been looking for, he understands the meaning of this sentence.

I'm really a little envious of my friends.

"Na, this is her number, don't say that my brother won't help you," I originally wanted to keep it for myself, after all, it was rare to meet such a person, but seeing his friend like this, he still dispelled that little thought, mainly because he wanted to live a few more years.

"Thank you," he didn't ask how it came from, he just held the string of numbers tightly in the palm of his hand.