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"There are sponsors for this radio drama, and the cost will definitely satisfy you......"

"It's not a matter of money," Nan Shu sighed, "When will I have to pay for recording a show for you?" It's just that I'm really busy......"

"I'll stagger the time for you, please, just help......" Fang Ping said softly.

"Forget it, let's talk about this later." Nanshu, "I called you today because of one thing. ”

"What's the matter?"

"I saw Murphy today." Nanshu whispered.

Fang Ping on the other end of the phone suddenly fell silent, and Nan Shu called again: "Fang Ping? Are you listening? ”

"Oh." Fang Ping's words were concise and to the point.

Nan Shu laughed helplessly, "Dead girl, what are you doing?" ”

"Oh yes, what if you see her, she's just an alumnus of a college graduate." Fang Ping's tone was unpleasant.

"Is Murphy our alumnus? She's a ...... in one of our dorms."

Fang Ping interrupted her loudly: "Are you stupid?" Have you forgotten what she did to you in the first place? What a friend, is she our friend? Would a friend do this to you? Does a friend sleep with your boyfriend? ”

"Fang Ping......" Nan Shu called her in a low voice, "I didn't call you to make you angry, the previous things have passed, and Mo Fei can't be blamed all at the beginning, Chu Zhengheng also has a large part of the responsibility." And after all these years, I've long forgotten about it. ”

Fang Ping was silent for a while and asked, "Where did you see her?" Are you sure it's her? Did you say hello to her? ”

"It's in the café across the street from our radio station, but I didn't even recognize her at the time, she's changed so much."

"Does she look okay?"

Nan Shutou: "Good complexion." ”

"Oh." Fang Ping replied in a low voice.

"We mentioned Chu Zhengheng." Nanshu, "Murphy...... I have never been able to forget Chu Zhengheng, she is still in love with him. ”

Fang Ping scolded, "Mo Fei, this dead woman, is really stupid!" ”

"Chu Zhengheng, a scumbag, what is worthy of her love, I really don't understand what she likes Chu Zhengheng?"

Nan Shu let out a long breath: "I don't understand either. ”

"She left me a number, do you want to write it down?"

"Why do I remember her phone number?" Fang Ping muttered angrily, "I'm not sick again!" ”

Nan Shu frowned helplessly, Wei Xian's distant voice came from the other end of the phone, Fang Ping hurriedly said: "Dear, I won't follow you, Wei Xian called me, I'll take a look." Think about the radio drama......"

Before Nan Shu could respond, Fang Ping hung up the phone, and Nan Shu had no choice but to hang up the phone and lie on the bed.

The world is really unpredictable, one second Nan Shu was still lamenting her life for meeting Mo Fei, and the next moment she met Chu Zhengheng.

The rainy weather will always seem extraordinarily cold, Nan Shu wrapped the cashmere coat on her body tightly, and entered the building, she was still a little tired and yawned lazily, because of Mo Fei's appearance, she had a strange dream, and in the dream she returned to the University of China Transmission, when she first entered the university, Chu Zhengheng helped her take the salute, Mo Fei chattered on the side, and Fang Ping was chattering and holding Mo Fei's arm, both of them are from Shanghai, so they are naturally more intimate. And Chu Zhengheng was in front to help her lead the way with Mo Fei's salute, at that time, the crimson on Mo Fei's face was as charming as the smoke in the sky, Nan Shu felt that she was really stupid, why didn't you see that Mo Fei liked Chu Zhengheng at that time?

"Nanshu!" Nanshu said hello to Misu at the front desk and was about to take the elevator when she heard someone calling her.

Nan Shu subconsciously turned her head with a somewhat lazy posture, but the moment she saw that person, her eyes suddenly dilated, and her pupils immediately contracted, it was Chu Zhengheng. Nan Shu looked at him in shock, he should have been retreated by Fang Minhao, but why did he appear in front of her with a bouquet of roses now?

Chu Zhengheng walked towards her slowly, because it was raining outside, his coat was still covered with water stains, and there were water droplets hanging on his hair, and the pink rose in his arms looked even more delicate and beautiful because of the rain.

Nan Shu looked at him for a long time and didn't come back to his senses, Chu Zhengheng walked up to her and handed her the rose: "Nan Shu......"

Nan Shu didn't take the bouquet of flowers, and raised her eyes to look at him: "Zhengheng, why are you ......?"

"Nanshu," Chu Zhengheng hurriedly said for fear that she would embarrass him, "I went back to Beijing some time ago to deal with work, and now I have been transferred back to Shanghai. ”

Nan Shu looked at him intently, and Chu Zhengheng continued, "I will develop in Shanghai in the future." ”

Nan Shu sighed silently, looking at Chu Zhengheng's nervous and forbearant expression, she just felt unbearable, "Zhengheng, I ......"

"Nanshu, I don't ask you to accept me now, I just want to be by your side, please give me another chance, okay?"

"I already have a boyfriend." Nanshu, "You know. ”

"Yes, I know......" Chu Zhengheng smiled bitterly, "I know you already have your own home, but I still want to see you, Nanshu, give me time, let's talk, okay?" ”

"What are you talking about?" Nanshu asked.

"Anything, as long as you give me time." Chu Zhengheng quickly.

Nan Shu hesitated for a moment, thinking that Mo Fei still nodded: "I want to record the show, it may end in two minutes." ”

"Okay, I'll pick you up." Chu Zhengheng was overjoyed.

Seeing the smile on his face, Nan Shu felt plain sad, Chu Zhengheng handed the rose to her, and his voice was a little vibrato, "Nan Shu ......"

Nan Shu silently took the rose, "I'm going to work." ”

"Okay." Chu Zhengheng smiled, "See you in the afternoon." ”

Nanshu nodded, turned around and walked towards the elevator.

Chu Zhengheng looked at her departing back and showed a comfortable smile.

When Fang Minhao entered the magazine, it was raining heavily, and he took the elevator upstairs directly from the underground parking lot, and he didn't get drenched in the rain, but several colleagues in the magazine were wet with half of their trouser legs wet by the rain.

Park Seungjun's sudden confession in Seoul that day, Fang Minhao still remembers it vividly, and he took leave to rest because he didn't know how to face him, but he slept at home for a day and still didn't figure out how to face him.

Fang Minhao took off his coat casually and put it on the chair, looked up and saw that Park Seungjun's office was empty, he couldn't help but feel relieved, and breathed a sigh of relief, Zhu Yan ran over and lay down in front of his desk and smiled: "Editor Fang, how is Seoul?" Is it fun? Are there many beautiful women? ”

The smell of perfume on her body was very strong, Fang Minhao straightened up and smiled, "There are many beautiful women, but they are still not as beautiful as our natural beauties in China." ”

Zhu Yan couldn't help blushing when he saw him looking at him with a pair of dark eyes, Fang Minhao put the paper bag he brought on the table: "A gift, you can send it to everyone." ”

"Got a gift?" Zhu Yan's eyes lit up, he hugged the bag and looked at the box inside, and then turned around and hugged Fang Minhao, "Hello editor, how do you look like the editor-in-chief?" He didn't bring anything yesterday, and he's been throwing tantrums with a straight face. ”

"Yesterday?" Fang Minhao pushed Zhu Yan away in embarrassment.

"Yes, you didn't come yesterday, and I don't know what happened to the editor-in-chief, and when I had a meeting, I was so angry, I was scared to death!"

Fang Minhao looked at the empty editor-in-chief's office and said to Zhu Yan: "The editor-in-chief also has a share of the gift, the money is from the editor-in-chief, and I am just responsible for the selection." ”

"Really?" Zhu Yanhu looked at him suspiciously.

"Hmm." Fang Minhao's head.

"Zhu Yan, what is this? Editor Fang, good morning! Intern Ying Ying came around.

Fang Minhao smiled at them, "I'll make a cup of coffee." After turning around and leaving, when he walked to the pantry, he glanced at the two girls with his spare eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid of these pestering girls.

Fang Minhao stirred the coffee with a spoon before putting it to his mouth and taking a sip, his thoughts were a little disordered in the steaming heat, Editor-in-Chief Zhu Yan lost his temper yesterday, why did he lose his temper? Because he didn't come yesterday because he was ...... that day

Fang Minhao shook his head, took a long breath and turned around to leave, but suddenly bumped into a person, the person was too close to him, he didn't have time to put away a cup of hot coffee and splashed it all on the person's black coat, Fang Minhao hurriedly threw the cup on the table, and looked up at the person: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to......"

Suddenly frozen, Park Seungjun stood in front of him and looked at him expressionlessly, he was wearing a black coat, a dark green scarf, and his gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, looking like a strict and serious scholar, his elegant outfit was ruined by the stains of coffee on his chest.

"Editor-in-chief, why are you?" Fang Minhao twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment.

Park Seung-joon looked at him and glanced at the coffee on his clothes again, "Is the coffee delicious?" ”

Fang Minhao stiffened his hair and smiled: "It's delicious." ”

"Delicious?" Park Seung-joon hooked the corners of his mouth, "Have you drunk it?" Isn't it all drunk by my coat? ”

"I didn't mean to, you suddenly appeared and silently, it's normal that I didn't see you, you can't blame me." Fang Minhao.

"Are you going to let me work like this, then?" Park Seung-joon's eyes glanced at the stain.

"You take it off, I'll take care of it for you." Fang Minhao laughed dryly.

Park Seungjun lowered his eyes, and Fang Minhao saw that he was wearing sheepskin gloves on his hands, and hurriedly said: "I'll help you take it off, I'll help you take it off." ”

Park Seungjun propped up his arms very cooperatively, Fang Minhao rolled his eyes in his heart, he was really an uncle, obviously he didn't stand behind people for a long time and it was all thanks to him, but he couldn't make an unhappy look on his face, and he was extremely serious about unbuttoning his coat.

Park Seung-joon was half a head taller than him, looked down at him, and suddenly asked, "Have you ever taken off your clothes for a man?" ”

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