Yan Huaixi decided to give Nianhua a surprise, he thought about what girls liked, Qin Feng proposed to send clothes, and he glanced at him, "Nianhua is different from them." ”

"How is it different, no matter how different it is, you have to wear clothes." In Qin Feng's heart, girls don't just like fancy things, and that Daisy is a little more beautiful at best.

Zhao Mo is more reliable, "Why don't you send her a copy of "Smiling Proud Jianghu" or "Tianlong Babu", this is the most popular book of the year, I don't believe she doesn't like it!" ”

"Kind of makes sense." Yan Huaixi's slender fingers tapped on the table for a while, and said in an instant: "She may have finished reading." ”

These two books were first released in T City, and he had a gut feeling that Nianhua should have read them.

Game? Piano? He didn't understand Nianhua's preferences, and he was afraid that Qi Yueyue would find out if he sent something too big, so he found him here.

That's right! Scarf! Yan Huaixi's dark peach blossom eyes flashed with inspiration, and it was said on TV that girls were more afraid of the cold.

A scarf, like a tie. When she's cold, she can still think of the person who sent the scarf. Yan Huaixi thought happily. Zhao Mo was chewing on dried plums and almost choked, "Isn't it autumn now?" If you give her a scarf, will she like it? ”

In the end, Yan Huaixi began to choose and found a very desirable scarf, which was still army green, Qin Feng touched his head, and the more this brother lived, the more he went back, "The boy wears this, it's so thick, do you want to heat Mo Nianhua to death?" ”

Yan Huaixi glanced coldly, put his hand into a fist to his lips and coughed handsomely, "The scarf is very practical." When it's cold, make a few more circles, and when it's hot, make a circle, and the length is okay. ”

Qin Feng: "It sometimes snows in the winter in T City. But there was no cold in Beijing. ”

didn't match his words at all, Yan Huaixi said: "Nianhua shouldn't like colorful ones, this simple one is suitable for her." ”

Qin Feng: The color of "......" army green is really not simple at all, this is the color of soldiers! Dude, are you sure you're going to chase a girl?!

When everything was ready, Qin Feng observed left and right that something was wrong, "Huaixi, you forgot to sign." If you don't write your name, how does Mo Nianhua know that you sent it? ”

If the name is written, Yan Huaixi is sure that Nianhua will definitely throw things in the trash without looking at them! He didn't dare to take a risk. Just borrow Qi Yueyue's name, and resolutely refuse to admit it when the time comes.

Yan Huaixi hindered his self-esteem, so naturally he wouldn't tell the two brothers how Nianhua hated him, otherwise he would not be laughed to death by the two of them!

……

Finally it all stopped. Yan Huaixi lowered his eyes in frustration. The beautiful eyes are dim for a while, Nianhua, will you not remember him? He called Qi Yueyue back for the first time.

"Hello?" Qi Yueyue couldn't wait for a voice for a long time, "Don't say I'm hanging!" ”

"Qi Yueyue!" Yan Huaixi's expression was unnatural, and he spoke, "Nian...... You, the second sister's scarf......"

"What a scarf! Don't you know? Yan Huaixi, you are very strange today, what does my second sister's scarf have to do with you! He also said that he didn't touch my package......"

"Forget it."

Cursed. For fear that Qi Yueyue would know something, Yan Huaixi decisively hung up first.

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On that day, I showed Li Qian the invitation letter of the century. Li Qian was very excited after reading it and decided to think about it for a while.

As a result, as Nianhua expected, Li Qian refused to work at Century Company. Li Qian likes the century and has always silently taken the century as an example, but the condescending invitation letter of the century makes people not see any sincerity.

She waited for the day when she could be on an equal footing with the century, so that she would have enough position and strength to negotiate terms with the century.

In the 90s, the Internet was not yet widespread in China. The channel for people to read books is still to read physical books in bookstores.

As soon as the young "Qingping Le" came out of the market, it was sought after by many people, and it hit a record high.

For example, this is a time-traveling novel recommended by Agarwood Publishing House. The masses saw the time travel novel for the first time, and the novelty was tight. What's more, this is also a romance novel that integrates time-travel, history, archaeology, and conspiracy. Just like the popular "Searching for Qin" and "Love Through Time and Space" that were popular in China at that time, and so on.

Wu Ming's can be said to be unprecedented, and it has created a new generation of trends, crossing! Crossing has thus become a hot term of the year.

Originally, some fans of "Ancient and Modern" and Wu Ming's supported Wu Ming's one after another, even if Wu Ming's transformation, they still supported it!

Qi Zhao is now sitting on the sofa of Nianhua's house, covered in dust. His hair was still a little messy, but these did not affect his calm temperament and handsome appearance in the slightest.

"Book lovers are getting crazier and crazier these days!"

I just came back from a business trip to go to the company, and as soon as I entered the door, I was besieged by Wu Ming's book fans.

These book lovers are both men and women, and they know that Wu Ming and Qi Zhao have a close relationship. Because every time Wu Ming's invited activities, Qi Zhao helped to resign. Of course the book fans are unwilling, they are stuck there today, and there are female book fans who see the editor-in-chief Qi showing talent and personability, and take the opportunity to rub oil.

Qi Zhao called it a bitter thing, and what is even worse is that once a very authoritative organization in Beijing invited Wu Ming to do an interview, but Qi Zhao also made an excuse to push it away, so he didn't let Wu Ming be exposed. He even has to hide his eldest brother and niece!

Nianhua knew that he was guilty of a lot of sin, and it was not a way to go on like this, so he lowered his eyes and said, "Otherwise, I won't write books in the future, and I won't cause trouble to Uncle Qi." I can't write a book until I am an adult, and I am afraid that book fans will not be able to wait for me to grow up. Seven years! There are a few seven years in your life that are worth squandering! ”

Qi Zhao raised his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Nianhua, don't make such a joke with your uncle!" "The successor he finally found, what a good seedling, if he doesn't write, he won't write. He was frightened, "Uncle is reluctant to let you be a general, the book must continue to be written, as for ......"

"Hehe......" Nianhua immediately brought a small pot of dried green plums on the table with a clever and dogleggy, "As for the identity matter, I will continue to trouble you, uncle." ”

She just stood and talked without backache. Qi Zhao smiled helplessly, his eyes were full of pampering, and he picked up a piece of dried plum and complained, "You have nothing else in your house except dried bayberry." ”

Qi Zhao now wants to jump away from the conditioned reflex when he sees these dried fruits, and it is the limit that he can still laugh in his own cultivation, and he is completely poisoned by the years!

Nianhua sent a few cans of dried plums to Qi Zhao's assistant Nancy, and put another can on his desk. One day, Qi Zhao saw what Nancy was chewing while resting, and after asking curiously, Nancy said happily, "Editor-in-chief, I'm eating bayberry, it's delicious!" It was given by Miss Mo, and Miss Mo also put a can on your table! ”

Only then did Qi Zhao notice the dried plums on his table, and he liked to eat a few when he had nothing to do to relax. A few days later, several guests of the company gathered in the office, and one of the guests smiled and said: "Editor-in-chief Qi still likes to eat bayberry?" ”

"Occasionally...... "eat", before Qi Zhao finished speaking, Nancy on the side retched irrepressibly. (To be continued......)