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"Are you a god?" Wen Yi asked as he bit his chopsticks.

"Huh?" Wen Ting was stunned, thinking that he had misheard, and asked again, "What did you say?" ”

"Did I say you're an immortal? I don't eat much every time. Wen Yi took a chopstick dish into Wen Ting's bowl.

"I don't have much appetite...... Wen Ting looked down at the food in his bowl.

Wen Yi looked at this side face and was almost fascinated, what did this person eat to grow up, he looked so good-looking, he woke up, and said in a panic, "Then you have to eat some too, it's not good for the stomach." ”

Wen Ting was silent, picked up the dishes in the bowl and ate them one bite at a time, and stopped moving his chopsticks after eating, his eyes lowered slightly and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ding Ding –

Wen Ting looked sideways, and Wen Yi smiled at him embarrassedly, "I'll answer the phone." ”

Then he got up and went out to answer the phone.

After a while, it was back.

He took the bag from the chair and said, "I'm sorry, I have to pick someone up at the airport, thank you for the hospitality." ”

"Okay." Wen Ting replied lightly.

The door was gently closed, and Wen Ting was the only one left in the box, and the surroundings were as quiet as if time had stood still.

After a while, Wen Ting silently lit a cigarette, took a long breath, and spat out a circle of ethereal smoke, a smile on his lips.

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The airport is some distance from the city, and Wen Yi drove for almost an hour to get to the airport.

I looked at the time, and it was just right.

Wait quietly near the exit.

A figure was dragging a large suitcase at the door, and Wen beckoned to him, "Here." ”

"Hey! Warm! Jing He was pushing the suitcase hard, and he was carrying a bulging bag on his back, and saw Wen Yi not moving in place, "You are here to help me!" ”

Wen Yi smiled and walked over to take the bag on Jinghe's back, "You're still so stupid." ”

Jing He said unconvinced, "Who is stupid!" I'm bigger than you! It's no big or too small for my brother! ”

"Let's stand together, you're the little brother, okay, hey, babyface is really taking advantage." As he spoke, Wen Yi pinched Jinghe's face, "It still feels so good." ”

Jing He unceremoniously slapped someone's claws, and pushed the box forward on his own.

"Still angry?" Wen Yi smiled and quipped.

“……”

"You've walked by, where is my car?" Wen Yi is still smiling.

“……”

At this time, Jing He had already pushed his suitcase out of the distance between the two cars, and when he looked back, he saw Wen Yi standing beside the car for a long time, and suddenly became angry, "Damn!" You did it on purpose! ”

Someone laughed and didn't say a word.

Jinghe pushed the suitcase back with great difficulty, and gently took the suitcase and put it in the trunk.

The moment he lifted the box, he almost couldn't get up, "What do you have in here?" So heavy. ”

"All my possessions! You're light, it's precious. Jing He said this very nervously, but he didn't care about it, and sat directly in the co-pilot's seat.

Wen Yi regained his strength, put the suitcase and sat in the driver's seat, and after starting the car, asked, "Where are you going?" ”

Jinghe said excitedly, "Won't you invite me to a meal?" ”

"Huh?" Wen Yi has just eaten, and he really can't eat anymore, "I'll send you home today, and then invite you to dinner tomorrow, okay?" ”

Jinghe's baby-faced face instantly drooped down, like an aggrieved little Shiba Inu.

"Okay, okay, you have to rest after a long journey, and I'll invite you to a big dinner tomorrow!" Wen Yi can't stand his appearance the most, this face is really too cheap!

"Okay......" Jinghe was aggrieved.

……

After sending Jinghe home, there was still some time, Wen Yi came to the company, and happened to bump into Qiao Jialin, who was in a hurry and didn't know where to go.

"In such a hurry, what's going on?" Wen Yi asked aloud.

A layer of fine sweat appeared on Qiao Jialin's forehead, and as soon as she saw Wen Yi, she said anxiously, "Sister Yi, you are back!" ”

"Don't worry, take your time."

"The project artwork of Star Crown City, the draft given to the production company below is not the one we finalized before, and the artwork has been replaced! The creative department can't find the original artwork here.,What should I do, Sister Yi! Qiao Jialin said with a crying voice.

Wen Yi was also shocked, but he still comforted and said, "It's okay, I'll deal with it, you go and take a rest." ”

Quickly came to the creative department, and the creative department was noisy, complaining and complaining.

Sharp-eyed saw Wen Yi and shouted loudly, "Don't make any noise, Yi is always here!" ”

Wen Yi rubbed his faintly painful eyebrows and asked, "What the hell is going on?" ”

Jian Mingjia, director of the creative department, stood up, "Mr. Yi, that's the case, this morning we were going to verify the final advertising artwork, and then gave it to the production company to make it, and found that the artwork was replaced." ”

"Show me what the replacement artwork looks like." Wen Yi walked next to Jian Mingjia.

Jian Mingjia operated on the computer in front of him a few times, and then called up the artwork.

On the computer screen, there is a simple black and red pattern, and in the middle of the artwork are a few beautiful large letters, 'I wish you well'.

When Wen Yi saw these words, his eyes were instantly dyed with anger, and he gritted his teeth and pronounced the name.

"Zhang-Jing-He!"

When Jian Mingjia and the people around him heard this name, they were all curious, "Mr. Yi, do you know who did it?" ”

Wen Yi quickly calmed down and said lightly, "I'll handle this matter, and you guys will be in charge of the other projects first." Then he left the creative department.

Jian Mingjia glanced worriedly in the direction Wen Yi left, then turned around and urged everyone in the department to continue to work, and then followed out.

……

"Mr. Yi, in this matter, I think there is an internal ghost in our department." Jian Mingjia said firmly.

Wen Yi looked behind Jian Mingjia and said, "Follow me." ”

The two left the company one after the other, and Wen Yi drove home with Jian Mingjia.

"Mr. Yi, what are you bringing me to your house for?" Jian Mingjia wondered.

"Come in, sit down." Wen Yi smiled back, then turned and went into the back room.

Jian Mingjia was a little uneasy, sitting on the sofa and tangling her fingers, waiting for Wen Yi to come out of the house.

"Mingjia," Wen Yi took out a laptop from the back room and placed it on the coffee table, "Zhang Jinghe came to me before and threatened me, so I took some precautions. ”

After a few skillful operations, the artwork drawn by the creative department popped up on the screen.

"This, it turns out that you still have a backup here!" Jian Mingjia was pleasantly surprised.

"Yes, but I only have the previous sample here, not the final draft, and it still needs to be revised, you can take a look." Wen Yi pushed the notebook in front of Jian Mingjia.