22 I am not a casual person

As soon as Zhao Zheng sent Jiang downstairs to her house, she asked him to go back. When he got out of the car, he was a little reluctant, if he wanted to make an analogy, he could be regarded as a pleasant book that could surprise people, Jiang Yi couldn't help but close it, and couldn't help but want to read it again.

It's not that Jiang Yi didn't want to let her into her house, according to the routine, she must invite him upstairs to have a cup of tea. It's just that her little nest is not a place for hospitality.

She had never invited anyone to this rental house, not because she was too lazy to clean up, she did clean and tidy, but the thirty-odd square meters of the place where she settled were full of old embarrassment, mottled ceilings, and the sound of residents pacing or arguing up and down the stairs squeezed in from time to time. She doesn't feel anything when she lives by herself, it's just a place to put things to sleep anyway, but in the eyes of others, it's different.

She is a bright onion on the outside, and if you dial it to the heart, you may not be able to find the crisis that she is well aware of at the bottom. If she only had to take care of herself, if she had a backing or support, she wouldn't have to live in this dwelling. Her salary and the income of her fashionista at the time were enough for her to rent a much better house......

Of course, she doesn't complain about this, she has passed the period of resentment.

She just felt a little sorry for not being able to invite Zhao Zheng into the house for a cup of tea.

Over the weekend, Jiang saw a desire to be in her micro. The new brand employer who advertised on the letter had a very pleasant meeting, and the cooperation was basically finalized. Now, she's in micro. The advertisement offer for a piece of content published on the official account has exceeded five figures, and being a KOL is obviously a more profitable business than the job.

New media is a mixed bag, especially in the fashion industry. Jiang Yi didn't enter the industry early, let alone senior, fortunately she started early. Now that many senior fashion or lifestyle editors have left their jobs to open public accounts, it is not impossible to become popular, after all, the connections are here, but now "Internet celebrities" are a red ocean, and it is much more difficult to stand out than five years ago.

Jiang started her internship in a public relations company in her senior year, and she basically didn't know anything about the fashion industry at that time. She puts her learning process in micro. Bo, like a diary, is recording, but I didn't expect more and more people to pay attention. She found that many people were curious about the fashion industry, but the information given by the mainstream media was far away. The basic knowledge written by Jiang Yi is vivid, and it is accompanied by good-looking pictures, which is very readable, and there is always new content.

With the rise of the fan base, Jiang Yi has more experience in the company, and his aesthetics have been further improved in all aspects. From the replies to the fans' comments, she knew that everyone was very interested in collocation, so she began to find some celebrity collocation pictures or foreign bloggers to explain. There is a red and black list, and when evaluating the black list, it will be pointed out why such a combination is not good, and the number of fans will continue to rise.

Now her micro. Beau will also post some photos of her attending events and her own outfits. Of course, many of her clothes and bags are now lent to her or even given to her by brands, after all, she has also become a second echelon among fashion bloggers. If she hadn't felt that she still had a few qualifications and needed to accumulate some contacts, she might have left her current company, after all, her salary was not as high as a month's advertising income.

The company naturally knows about her side business, but her side business is a plus, which is equivalent to Jiang Yi's own brand itself being supported by the resources of an Internet celebrity. If you want to talk about the disadvantages, it is probably that you have to refuse the advertising of some competing brands. Jiang Yi has done a good job in this area and has never let Maggie or customers find fault.

Weekends are spent in meetings, writing, and sports. On Monday, Jiang Yi and Zhang Ye confirmed that they would hire their company as the main builder of the project, and asked him to have a three-way meeting with the company he was in charge of and himself to ensure a smooth handover of the work. And so things went on and Nic continued to lead the project.

At the same time, the results of the second round of comparison of new customers came out, and Jiang Yi and they entered the final selection range, three companies, and finally took one of them. It was not surprising that Jiang Yi received this result, Jason took the initiative to contact her over the weekend, saying that he hadn't drunk so much for a long time, and he invited Jiang Yi to participate in his group's game later. Jiang Yi naturally agreed, indicating that he was naturally on call when he spoke.

It stands to reason that in her position, there are no customer indicators, but Jiang Yi doesn't mind helping Maggie carry this matter for the sake of promotion and the construction of his own network. As long as she doesn't take the blame, she is willing to do something extraneous.

Before driving away on Friday, Zhao Zheng told her that he was going to City B on a business trip and would come back on Friday. As soon as Jiang knew that he was not there, he didn't mean to bother him. The two of them rarely chat online, they basically make an appointment for dinner on the phone, and then they meet, like a tacit understanding. Thinking about it, Jiang was too little for a while, and Zhao Zheng was not a person who talked much.

But when Jiang Yi came down this week, she always thought of Zhao Zheng, especially when she went home and saw the bear on the bed, she remembered that good body. She forwarded her official account in the circle of friends, and Zhao Zheng's name appeared in the dense praise, which was particularly conspicuous. She would always be tempted to call his name to see if he had any content updates, knowing that nothing would be found.

Jiang Yi doesn't think this state is bad, people get closer to each other, and when they see a lot, they will always have a sense of concern and need. What's more, she has the intention to eat him, and the two of them have a gambling game, so they should be remembered, just grasp that degree.

On Friday, a proposal that was originally going to be made was canceled, and Jiang Yi did not work overtime for the first time. The two hours on the schedule, from seven to nine, suddenly became empty. In the two hours that fell from the sky, she was unconsciously blessed with the gift of Jiang Yi, who lived like a spinning top, and she was pleasantly surprised that she didn't know how to treat herself for a while.

Eat a big meal and hurt your body; Shopping, hurting money; Squatting at home, waste.

Jiang Yi sat at his desk and suddenly realized that he didn't really know how to be pure entertainment. She seems to have been working for money, or participating in various so-called recreational activities for the sake of money, and she doesn't have much life.

The moment her phone rang, she wished it was a work-related call, so she wouldn't have to think about two hours.

Picking up the phone, seeing that the words "Zhao Zheng" were displayed on the screen, Jiang smiled, but thanks to his favor, he actually came to a better phone call than work.

"Back in Shanghai?" She answered, and asked.

"Well, already at home. Working overtime? ”

"No, I'm leaving. Tired of traveling? ”

"It's ok. Have a meal? ”

"Nope. Eating together? ”

"Good. I'll pick you up. ”

"Don't bother, just say the place."

"Come to me. I thought you were working overtime tonight, and my soup was already cooked. ”

Jiang Yiyi was shocked when he heard it: "You cook it yourself?" Then I'll have to try it. ”

"It's homely, don't expect too much."

"Do you need anything I bring?"

"No, just people."

From the company to Zhao Zheng's house, a little more than two kilometers. Jiang Yi looked down from the office, and the cars on the road converged into a long queue, and he didn't move, so he changed his flat shoes, plugged in his headphones, took a bottle of wine from the box under the desk, and chose to walk over.

Jiang stepped a little faster, and arrived at Zhao Zheng's house in more than twenty minutes. In the elevator, she got a haircut and went out of the elevator to ring the doorbell. The door opened, Zhao Zheng was wearing a black shirt, gray home pants, sleeves rolled up to reveal tight forearms, and a heroic face with sword eyebrows and starry eyes. Jiang Yi raised the corners of his mouth and handed him the sparkling wine with the ribbon in his hand: "Hi." ”

"You're really going to step on it, just get ready." He took the wine and looked at it, "You're so polite." ”

"It's always not good to come to the door empty-handed, especially if I'm here to eat." She smiled, and saw a pair of beige slippers in the entrance, and she put them in, and they fit properly.

The dishes and chopsticks on the dining table are placed on the table, a meat, a vegetarian soup on the table, home-cooked food, there is no plating, but it makes people move their appetites. Jiang Yi washed his hands and came out to sit down, Zhao Zheng put the soup in her rice bowl and gave her a "please" gesture.

"Then you're welcome." Jiang Yi couldn't wait to move the chopsticks, she took a piece of meat and put it in her mouth, and after swallowing it, her eyes widened, "It's delicious!" ”

Zhao Zheng was amused by her exaggerated expression, picked up chopsticks, and put the food into her bowl: "If it's delicious, you can eat more." ”

"I'm serious!" Jiang Yi emphasized, "You don't know your own craft? ”

"Everyone has different tastes, so you can't be blindly confident."

"It seems that you and I have a high degree of consistency in taste."

Jiang Yi ate a full dinner for the first time, and she loved the taste of home-cooked food. She doesn't have time to cook, she lives on takeout and fast food all year round, and occasionally cooking rice is also the simplest fried chicken chop or salad, and at most she can fry vegetables. Cooking your own soup has happened no more than double digits in the past few years.

After the meal, Jiang Yi took the initiative to take on the task of washing the dishes, but Zhao Zheng couldn't fight, so he had to take an apron and put it on her. Jiang Yi's style of washing dishes is the same as his usual work, neat and clean.

Zhao Zheng set the washed dishes with her, then took out the wine she brought, and asked, "Opened?" ”

"Kaibei."

A glass of sparkling wine per person, Jiang Yi held on to the railing of the terrace, the evening breeze was slow, she closed her eyes and breathed hard in the sweet air. The extra two hours are well worth it.

Zhao Zheng looked at her side face and took a sip of wine, with an imperceptible smile on his lips.

"Gotta clink glasses, thank you for dinner. I was really full and happy. Jiang Yi sincerely raised his hand slightly, and Zhao Zheng's wine glass touched her, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

"It's me who should thank you, I have a good appetite with you."

Jiang Yi looked at him, and at first he really didn't see that this man's mouth was so sweet.

She stared at his face for a long time, and Zhao Zheng asked, "Am I so attractive?" ”

"It's super attractive."

"Do you usually look at people like that?"

"What looks?" Jiang Yi asked a little knowingly, of course she knew that she was discharging her eyes.

Zhao Zheng took her wine glass from Jiang Yi's hand and placed it on the small round table next to it, along with his own. The answer Jiang waited for was his lips, which were imprinted on her lips, warm and soft, his palm supporting the back of her neck, and he closed his eyelids, and his thick eyelashes fell into fan-shaped shadows.

The kiss was short and wonderful, and it was a shallow taste. Zhao Zheng straightened up, maybe he wanted to say something, but Jiang Yi raised his hand and hooked his neck to pull him back again.

Her eyes flickered with demonic fire.

"You've provoked me."

Before she could finish speaking, she pressed her lips back to her.