Chapter 11: Rejection of Zhou Zhixiu

Yu Sheng finally brushed Zhou Zhixiu's intentions, Zhou Zhixiu angrily turned around and left from the corridor, and when he left, he refused to give up and threw a sentence: "You will regret it." ”

Scold.

Yu Sheng smiled lightly, it was really similar to the temper of the fourth brother in her family, so he tried it on a whim and waited for the enthusiasm to fade.

Jinyu Media's fame in Wancheng is still very great, especially the gold content of the name Prince Jinyu can be imagined, but in front of so many people, Zhou Zhixiu was sternly rejected, and other colleagues in the office couldn't help but look at me and I looked at you for a while.

It seems that this melon is bigger than the melon in the circle of friends.

Seeing Yu Sheng turn around and walk towards the office, the group shrank their necks one after another, pretending to be casual and returning to their seats.

Yu Sheng's work is usually quite easy, unless he is a little busy during events or weekly and commemorative periodicals, and he usually draws some comic illustrations and small fresh illustrations.

Jinyu Media has the industry's most prestigious fashion magazine "Yue Se", which focuses on clothing and makeup, and the cover of the magazine invites some of the hottest female celebrities at the moment. Yu Sheng heard that Jin Yu was short of an illustrator, so she came, and the number of applicants was beyond her imagination, but she still fought her way out of the crowd and came out on top.

But because one of the interview examiners was Zhou Zhixiu, from the first day Yu Sheng joined Jin Yu, everyone inexplicably began to pay attention to her.

At noon, because the weather was too cold, Yu Sheng only needed a hot porridge, she took the hot porridge to find a place in the staff restaurant, Yan Fei came over with the food: "Hey, Shengsheng, sit here." ”

She saw two positions.

However, her voice was a little loud, and this sentence made many colleagues next to her look at them curiously.

Yu Sheng and Yan Fei are not too familiar.

We chatted a few times, mostly when she went to the front desk to pick up the courier.

Yu Sheng smiled and sat down beside her, Yan Fei looked at her porridge and asked distressedly, "Shengsheng, why do you eat so little?" Lose weight? You're in such a good figure, and no matter how much you lose weight, you won't let us people live. ”

Yu Sheng: ......

"Hey, Shengsheng, Xiao Zhou didn't embarrass you in the morning, right? It scared me to death at the time, I thought he was going to hit you, it's so scary for a man to start a fire. Yan Fei still had palpitations when she recalled that picture.

Yu Sheng smiled faintly: "Eat and eat, don't talk about him." ”

"Yes, too, it affects appetite." Yan Fei smiled, "I heard that Mr. Zhou's private life is quite chaotic, and when he first returned to China, he often soaked in bars, and Mr. Zhou scolded him several times." ”

Yu Sheng glanced at Yan Fei and didn't speak.

Yan Fei continued: "You are right to reject him, a playboy like him, you are definitely not his opponent, the rich man's heart is just playing, Shengsheng, don't be discouraged, if you really lack a boyfriend, I can help you introduce it." ”

Yu Sheng: "...... Hehe, then I thank you in advance. ”

When Yan Fei heard her say this, she patted her chest and promised: "Shengsheng, don't worry, everything is on me!" ”

Forget it, let's bow our heads and drink porridge.

I don't know if this girl is missing roots, Yu Sheng didn't take this matter to heart.

What I was thinking in my mind was, what is Xu Congzhou doing at this time?

I don't know if he went back to the police station, if he did, he would be very busy, right?

Yu Sheng liked someone when she was seventeen years old, but she never met that person, and the two contacted each other by letter for two years, and then broke off contact after she was admitted to university.

I don't know if I like that feeling, my heart is a little itchy, and it is the same feeling as when I was looking forward to the early arrival of the letter.