Fang Minhao had already unbuttoned all the buttons for him, and when he heard the words, he looked up at him, Park Chengjun's face was calm and his eyes were dark, Fang Minhao didn't understand the meaning of his words, although he didn't want to think nonsense, but this sentence still had a bit of ambiguity, he grinned at the corners of his mouth and grinned: "Lao Tzu, why do you want a big man to help a man undress?" I just like to help women undress ......"

In a playful and narrow tone, Park Seungjun pulled the corners of his mouth slightly to reveal a sneer, "You really don't like what you say!" ”

Fang Minhao pursed his lips, and took off his coat without refutation: "Editor-in-chief, I'll help you clean it up, if it can't be cleaned up, you can only hand it over to the laundry room." ”

Park Seungjun glanced at him: "I'll send it upstairs later." ”

"Okay." Fang Minhao agreed, and when he saw Park Seungjun turn around and leave, he went to the bathroom to help him clean up the stains.

Park Seung-joon's coat is GUI's classic wool coat, Fang Minhao used the soap in the bathroom, and after a long time, he found a hair dryer to dry it, so he could barely see the stains, but if you look carefully, you can still vaguely see the difference, Fang Minhao sighed, if it's ordinary coffee, it's okay, he is still brewing Blue Mountain Black Coffee today, the color is already rich, so it's not easy to clean up, no way, in short, it's not very obvious, if Park Chengjun has to find fault with him, then he has nothing to do.

When Fang Minhao went to the editor-in-chief's office, Yingying was coming out of it, and when she saw Fang Minhao also saying hello to him, Fang Minhao smiled slightly, opened the door and walked in, "Editor-in-chief." ”

Park Seung-joon tossed a stack of copywriters aside and raised his eyes to signal him in.

Fang Minhao walked to the desk with his clothes in his arms, "It's been cleaned up, the editor-in-chief, you are not satisfied." ”

Park Seung-joon glanced at it, hooked his lips and smiled: "Put it down." ”

Fang Minhao put the clothes on the hanger for him, "Then I'll go and get busy first." ”

When he was about to leave, Park Seungjun opened his mouth to stop him: "Slow down! ”

Fang Minhao stopped his pace when he heard this, and turned his head to look at him: "Is there anything else going on with the editor-in-chief?" ”

Park Seungjun got up and walked slowly to him, looking at him with a heavy gaze, Fang Minhao was a little uneasy by his eyes, and still looked at him with pretended calm: "Editor-in-chief, is there any problem?" ”

Park Seung-joon's eyes moved up and down to look at him, taking his nervousness and uneasiness into his eyes, and smiled slightly, "You brought gifts for everyone?" ”

Fang Minhao nodded: "Yes." Any questions? ”

Park Seung-joon smiled again, "Why did I buy everyone's gifts?" ”

Fang Minhao lowered his eyes, and his eyes fluttered: "Aren't Nanshu's earrings you paid for?" The gift was regarded as a reward, and it didn't cost much to buy the gift, and compared to those earrings, I didn't suffer. ”

"Heh......" Park Seung-joon hooked the corners of his lips, "Fang Minhao, why did you do this?" ”

"Editor-in-chief," Fang Minhao laughed, "Isn't this normal?" If we go on a business trip together, if only I bring gifts and you don't, everyone will blame you, and you will also think that I am a very incompetent employee, and I just did something that makes everyone happy, isn't that good? ”

"All happy?" Park Seung-joon looked at him.

"Yes, everybody's happy." Fang Minhao said, "Everyone is very happy, and they are all grateful for the gift from the editor-in-chief, isn't that good?" ”

"Fang Minhao, do you know what it means to be happy?"

Fang Minhao looked at him, and couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw that the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were not smiling, "Editor-in-chief......"

Park Seung-joon took another step closer to him, his eyes locked on him like a torch: "Do you know what it means to be truly happy?" ”

Being watched by his dark eyes, Fang Minhao subconsciously became nervous, his eyes dodged and he didn't dare to look at him, but he found that the dimming glass in the office was pressed by him at some point, and the glass window completely turned into a white frosted film completely blocking the line of sight, this discovery made Fang Minhao's heart even more nervous, Park Seungjun forced each other step by step, Fang Minhao retreated step by step until his body retreated to the door panel and there was no way to retreat, Park Seungjun stopped attacking, looked at him calmly as water, and muttered: "Minhao, Fang Minhao......"

"Editor-in-chief, you ......" Fang Minhao muttered, but didn't know what to do.

"You agreed to my confession and became my person, then everyone was happy." Park Seung-joon muttered in a low voice, leaning over to Lean Young-ho's ear, "That's ...... It's called true joy for all. ”

Park Chengjun's snort was slight, the heat was swaying in his ears, Fang Minhao suddenly had blood surging, he pushed Park Chengjun away and looked at him vigilantly and vigilantly: "Editor-in-chief, I'll leave first if there's nothing to do." ”

After opening the door and leaving in a panic, Park Chengjun looked at the back of him leaving, and the corners of his lips hooked up a wry smile, the hanger Shanghai put on his coat, and there was a faint aroma of coffee on it, Park Chengjun muttered: "Fang Minhao, when are you going to hide?" ”

Fang Minhao almost ran away, rushing all the way back to his desk, noticing the strange eyes of his colleagues around him, Fang Minhao bit his lip, lowered his eyes and adjusted his breath and pretended to be nothing to do to tidy up the messy Wen Jiàn on the table.

The rain was like a curtain, connecting the heavens and the earth into a vast expanse.

The rain in winter always makes you feel cold, and no amount of heavy coats can withstand the thick cold.

When Nan Shu finished recording the show and went downstairs, Chu Zhengheng was already waiting for her in the hall on the first floor. Nan Shu looked at the tall and majestic back of his suit and leather shoes, and only felt that there were thousands of inextricable feelings rising from the bottom of his heart, and he always fantasized when he was young, and when she was dating Chu Zhengheng, she also had all kinds of dreams about the future, such as the two of them became urban white-collar workers, and they made an appointment to go home together after work, and they could go to a restaurant with a beautiful environment to have a full meal on the way, but dreams and reality are always very different, and when they all become urban white-collar workers, their world is already very different.

Mi Su at the front desk gave her a hard look, Nan Shu shook her head helplessly, took a deep breath and walked behind Chu Zhengheng, "Zhengheng ......"

When Chu Zhengheng heard this, he immediately turned around and still had a surprised smile on his face: "Nanshu." ”

"Is the job over? Tired? ”

Nan Shu shook his head, and Chu Zhengheng said: "Then let's go eat, you must be hungry." ”

"Hmm." Nan Shu couldn't bear to see Chu Zhengheng's nervous and apprehensive look.

"I know there's a barbecue house, it tastes very good, you used to like barbecue, let's try it, okay?" Chu Zhengheng.

"Minhao barbecue is not good for your health if you eat too much......" Nanshu didn't refuse directly, but, "I don't eat much now." ”

Chu Zhengheng looked disappointed, and immediately smiled: "Then what do you want to eat?" Western or Chinese? How is Korean food? ”

"You decide." Nan Shu felt that she was too ruthless, Chu Zhengheng came to her with joy and anticipation, but she hurt him so much, although he had hurt her before, but now she wanted her to hurt him, she couldn't bear it.

"Okay." Chu Zhengheng smiled, "You wait for me here, I'll go drive." ”

Nan Shu nodded, and Chu Zhengheng handed her another umbrella: "It's raining a lot outside, don't get drenched in the rain." ”

"What about you?" Nanshu asked.

"I'm a man." Chu Zhengheng left her a warm smile and then turned around and rushed into the rain, Nan Shu looked at his back and sighed silently.

The rain is very heavy, the wind is also very cold, blowing on the body is cold, and everything in the world is also covered with old colors because of this heavy rain, and the bustling and fashionable international metropolis only has a real feeling at this time.

Nan Shu looked at the people who fled in a panic in the rain, and couldn't help but sigh but saw a black Mercedes-Benz car parked at the edge of the garden in the distance, very rich and neat black, the rain washed the car to show the beautiful streamline of the body, very delicate car, although Nan Shu did not understand the model of the car, but it could also be seen that the person who sat in the car must be either rich or expensive.

Chu Zhengheng's car stopped outside the Radio and Television Building, he opened the window and waved to Nan Shu, telling her to get in the car, Nan Shu smiled slightly, opened the umbrella and was about to go down the stairs, but the window of the Mercedes-Benz car in the distance opened, revealing an unusually familiar and cold face, the glass-colored eyes through the confused rain made people look unreal, Nan Shu was surprised for a moment, Chu Zhengheng called her again, she finally came back to her senses and got into Chu Zhengheng's car with an umbrella.

Chu Zhengheng picked up the carton and handed it to Nanshu, a little hesitant: "Why don't you sit in front?" ”

"I'm afraid that if you get the saddle wet, you won't be able to drive." Nan Shu made an excuse at random.

Chu Zhengheng pursed his lips and said "oh", and smiled far-fetchedly.

The car started slowly, Nan Shu wiped the rain in her palms, turned her head to look at the black Mercedes-Benz, the car was still parked in place, the rain washed away the sight, and gradually only a black silhouette remained, Chu Zhengheng said something again, Nan Shu responded in a low voice.

"Sir......" Simon said hesitantly, looking at the vanishing car in front of him.

"Let's drive." Easy enthalpy faint.

Simon started the car without saying a word, was silent for a moment and asked, "Sir, where are you going now?" ”

"Let's go home." Easy enthalpy.

Simon looked at Yi Enthalpy's cold and stiff face in the rearview mirror and drove the car with suspicion, and Yi Enthalpy suddenly opened his mouth again, "Find out whose car it is." Simon was startled and immediately said, "Okay." ”

Yi Yan looked at the heavy rain in the car window, and gradually felt a cloud of irritability in his heart, the rainy season is the most boring, but some people like rainy days the most, until now he doesn't understand what the heavy rain is worth remembering. The whole world was wet, and even the mood became sticky, like a mass of ink stains that could not be dissolved, thick and gloomy.

Chu Zhengheng picked a Chinese restaurant, the cuisine is mainly Hunan cuisine, because it has passed the lunch time, so there are not many people in the restaurant, Chu Zhengheng specially asked for a private room for quiet, the decoration is very Chinese classical characteristics of the private room, the environment is quite elegant and quiet.

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