"Sanshao, I don't understand what Sanshao means, our company has no business dealings with Sanshao's enterprises, I'm just a director, I don't understand where I offended Sanshao?"

Yi Yan pursed his lips and smiled: "Isn't Mr. Chu married yet?" ”

"That Sister Mo Fei seems to like you very much, Mr. Chu!"

If Chu Zhengheng didn't understand what Yi Shu meant just now, then now he completely understood, Yi Yan was here for Nanshu, could it be that his recent gift of flowers to Nanshu caused his disgust? Is it because he still loves Nanshu? That's why I don't want him to covet it.

Chu Zhengheng stabilized his mind, "Sanshao, don't hide it from you, I can't let go of Nanshu in my heart, but I will never pester her again." Since Nan Shu chose Ji Xinyi, then I have no choice but to let go, and I also hope that you can let Nan Shu be happy. I heard that Sanshao broke up with Nan Shu six years ago, I don't know the reason for this, and I can't do much, but since they have already broken up, they should also pursue their own happiness, Nan Shu is very happy now......"

"What are you?" Yi Yan interrupted him coldly.

Chu Zhengheng saw Yi Shu's face was cold, and his heart froze slightly, and he said: "Nan Shu didn't choose me, he chose Ji Xinyi, I don't blame Nan Shu, and I hope that the third young man can also let Nan Shu go generously." ”

"Ji Xinyi?" Yi Yan muttered.

"Don't you know?" Chu Zhengheng was surprised, "Today's headline, the girlfriend of the music genius Ji Xinyi was exposed, and it is Nan Shu, the anchor of the radio station. ”

Yi Yan's palm on the table slowly contracted and stood up suddenly, walking outside, Simon chased after him quickly, took two steps and turned his head to look at Chu Zhengheng, but saw that he was drinking coffee with his head down, and his mind turned slightly to catch up with Yi Zhengheng's footsteps.

"Where's today's paper?" Yi Yan strode and asked in a cold voice.

"It's in your office." Simon replied.

Yi Yan pursed his lips, "Why didn't I see the headlines on today's front page?" ”

"Sir, you saw it today, and you also asked which brokerage company Ji Xin also belongs to......"

Yi Yan stopped suddenly, he saw the news of Ji Xinyi on the front page headlines today, but the photo was blurry and couldn't see clearly, and he was not interested in entertainment gossip so he didn't look closely, it's really ironic to think about it now, Yi Yan took out his mobile phone and opened the web page, the huge and eye-catching news headline is that the love affair of the music genius Ji Xinyi surfaced, and the mysterious heroine was revealed to be Nan Shu, the anchor of the radio station, the two not only posted Weibo confessions at the same time but also hugged each other on the street, and the sweetness index skyrocketed, Yi Yan looked at the blurred figure of the two embracing each other on the screen, and his eyes gradually dimmed, until the black screen of the mobile phone did he ask coldly: "Go check Ji Xinyi." ”

Simon hesitated, "Sir, the photos on the news were not taken clearly, maybe the heroine is not Sister Nan......"

"Not her?" The corners of Yi Yan's lips hooked up a sneer, and he raised his mobile phone to Simon, "Is the Weibo of the two of them fake?" Ji Xinyi is still wearing her scarf around her neck, and the paparazzi have already analyzed their clues clearly. ”

Yi Yan's eyes suddenly froze: "Go check!" Find out all the eighteen generations of Ji Xinyi's ancestors! ”

"Yes."

The scandal of celebrities has always been the talk of ordinary people after dinner, and the gossip news of music superstars has attracted more attention, Ji Xinyi and Nan Shu's intimate photos attracted the attention of people all over the world as soon as they were exposed.

He has never been interested in celebrity gossip scandals, but his lack of interest does not mean that other colleagues in the magazine are not interested, everyone is talking about Ji Xinyi's mysterious girlfriend, because he once brought Nanshu to the magazine to make a public appearance, so everyone was surprised and suspicious when they saw the news, and the first question was the intern Ying Ying: "Editor Fang, how did you spend Christmas last night?" ”

Fang Minhao didn't know what was going on, Ying Ying's question gathered the eyes of all the colleagues around, and Fang Minhao was confused: "How can I get by, just like that." ”

"Didn't you have your girlfriend?" Ying Ying asked again.

Zhu Yan looked at Fang Minhao nervously, Fang Minhao tapped the keyboard and looked at the different eyes of everyone present: "Of course there is, what's wrong?" ”

Key walked over and looked at him sympathetically, "Brother, is there anything wrong with your girlfriend?" ”

"Nanshu?" Fang Minhao was a little puzzled about what happened to everyone today, why they were so concerned about him and Nanshu, and was about to ask a question when he saw Park Seungjun standing on the steps and calling him, "Fang Minhao, come up, I have something to say to you." ”

Park Seung-joon's expression was very calm, and Fang Minhao went upstairs with doubts and sympathetic eyes from everyone.

"Editor-in-chief, do you have anything to do with me?" Fang Minhao was afraid that he would mention last night's incident, so he preemptively said in a polite tone.

Park Seungjun pursed his lips and smiled, took out a gift box from the drawer and handed it to him: "Last night's prize, you should have chosen it yourself, but because you weren't there, I had to choose it for you." Not sure what's in there, and not sure if you'll like it. ”

"Thank you, editor-in-chief." Fang Minhao silently took the box, "Is there anything else the editor-in-chief does?" If it's okay, I'm going to work. ”

"Min-ho," Park Seung-joon walked around his desk to him, "you ......"

Park Seungjun's eyes suddenly darkened, looked at the gray scarf around his neck and asked, "Isn't the heating in the house enough?" Why are you still wearing a scarf? ”

Fang Minhao saw that Park Seung-joon was about to pull his scarf, and immediately took two steps back, his eyes flickering: "Editor-in-chief, I've been ...... for the past two days." I had a rash on my body, and I couldn't see the wind...... That's why I ...... around."

Park Seungjun looked at him darkly, Fang Minhao only felt that his gaze was as sharp as an eagle, and he was almost out of sight, he covered his scarf uneasily and snorted: "Editor-in-chief, I'm busy......"

After turning around and about to leave, Park Seungjun grabbed his wrist: "Slow! ”

"Editor-in-chief......" Fang Minhao wanted to break free of his hand, Park Seungjun hooked his lips and smiled, and took out a newspaper from the table, "I think you need to read this." ”

Fang Minhao took the newspaper in confusion, and the eye-catching words on the front page caught his attention, and his eyes widened in disbelief: "This is ......"

"Your girlfriend and the lace ......news of the music genius," Park Seung-joon, "everyone in the magazine knows about it, but you don't know it yet, and everyone looks at you with strange eyes because of this." ”

Fang Minhao then understood what was going on with everyone's sympathetic and pitying eyes just now, Fang Minhao looked at the information listed on the news one by one, the scandal between Nan Shu and Ji Xinyi was not confirmed, and the so-called relationship surfaced was just speculation by the entertainment media, Park Chengjun looked at Fang Minhao: "What are you going to do with your boyfriend?" ”

Fang Minhao put the newspaper on the table, "Editor-in-chief, a scandal is a scandal after all, and I was her only boyfriend before Nan Shu and Ji Xinyi made it public." ”

"So you're going to keep people misunderstood?" Park Seung-joon's gaze glanced at his work colleague downstairs.

Fang Minhao smiled: "Otherwise, what should I do?" ”

"Minhao," Park Seung-joon looked at him with heavy eyes, "Nam Shu has her own happiness, should you also have your own happiness?" ”

"Editor-in-chief......" Fang Minhao didn't dare to look at Park Seungjun's gaze and lowered his head, "Last night...... I'm sorry...... I ......"

"Minhao!" Park Seung-joon interrupted him, and he pursed his lips, "Let's eat together after work?" ”

"I ......" Fang Minhao wanted to refuse, but Park Seungjun didn't give him a chance to refuse: "I have already booked a place, and we will go over together after work." ”

"Editor-in-chief, I have to ...... after work"

"Go ahead." Park Seung-joon turned around and walked back to his desk, "I still have a conference call to go." ”

Fang Minhao's lips moved, and he turned away helplessly.

Outside the door of Shanghai Jiao Tong University, a Porsche slowly stopped, the window slowly opened to reveal an indifferent and beautiful face, brown eyes poured into the world, and thin lips opened slightly: "Is it time?" ”

Owen in the driver's seat replied, "Yes, sir." ”

Lei Rang didn't say anything, Owen quickly pulled out the seat belt and got out of the car to open the car door for Lei, Lei Rang walked down, he took a deep breath, his brown eyes looked coldly at the classmates who came out of the university gate, someone looked at him with amazing eyes, he didn't care much, until someone took out his mobile phone and started taking pictures, delusionally trying to take pictures of him and the delicate and elegant Porsche Cayenne behind him, he frowned slightly, Owen on the side noticed his impatient move, and walked towards the girl who took the picture to stop her.

Zhuang Shaojun and his classmates were walking out of the school gate, talking and laughing about today's schoolwork, when he suddenly felt that someone was looking at him and looked at the person, and after seeing the person clearly, he rushed over with a look of surprise: "Lei Rang!" ”

After all, it was outside his university, Zhuang Shaojun suppressed his impulse a little, and didn't dare to hug him, but stopped in front of him and said happily: "Why are you here?" Why don't you make a phone call? How long have you been waiting? ”

Lei Rang looked at the smile lines on Zhuang Shaojun's face indifferently, and said lightly: "Get in the car." ”

Zhuang Shaojun grinned: "Hmm." ”

"Rejean, our school is going to have a Christmas party tonight, can you come?" Zhuang Shaojun sat in the car and held Lei Rang's arm excitedly.

"Do you want me to come?" Lei Jean asked.

"Of course!" Zhuang Shaojun smiled, "Teachers and students can bring their own dance partners, I haven't danced with you yet......"

"Shaojun." Ray Jean called his name.

Zhuang Shaojun looked up at him stunned, and Lei Rang pursed his lips: "The dance partner in the teacher's mouth refers to the opposite sex, not the same sex." ”

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