......

In a crowded street shop.

"How's it going, does it taste good?"

Lin Zhixun drank all the chicken soup in the spoon, let out a comfortable breath, turned his head and asked Gu Heng.

Gu Heng didn't know how many times he stood up, he reluctantly moved his chair to facilitate the guests behind him to pass through, and complained,

"I said, Minister Lin Zhixun, is it necessary for you to bring me here at noon to suffer this sin? Just for this mouthful of ginseng chicken soup? ”

"Hey, hey, don't you think it's more fragrant to eat with those people queuing up outside looking at us?"

"You could have said it louder." Gu Heng made a suggestion.

"Ahem, forget it, let's just talk about this kind of thing ourselves."

Looking at the long queue of people outside, Lin Zhixun subconsciously shrunk his neck.

Gu Heng snorted.

"Having said that, the games that have been arranged so far are almost discussed, so we should think about the advertising in advance, right?" Lin Zhixun asked while eating.

"Well, find a time to meet with someone from the ad operations department."

It is true that Kakaotalk is a huge traffic entrance, but how to bring it into play still needs to be considered and designed.

"I don't know about them?" Lin Zhixun shook his head, crossed his fingers and said, "Speaking of which, it's nothing more than that, arranging advertising spaces in Kakaotalk and looking for celebrity idols to endorse ....."

"Do you have a better way?" Gu Heng raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Nope." Lin Zhixun spread his hands very simply.

Glancing at each other, lunch continued.

Ahh Ahh

Gu Heng's mobile phone on the table vibrated twice.

Putting the chopsticks down for a while, Gu Heng took the phone.

[Yoona]: Can your reply be a little more perfunctory?

[yoona]: Doubtful .jpg

This is Lin Yun'er's reply after more than four hours after the three sentences of dialogue in the morning.

I guess I just finished my trip.

After thinking for a while, Gu Heng slapped the two bowls of ginseng chicken soup on the table.

[Gu Heng]: Good afternoon

[Gu Heng]: The picture .jpg

[Gu Heng]: This should seem more sincere

He was about to put his phone down, but several messages popped up in the chat window.

【yoona】：？？？

[Yoona]: Send this kind of picture to me who just finished my trip and haven't eaten a mouthful of food?

[yoona]: sharpening .jpg

Gu Heng couldn't help but chuckle.

"You're in love?" Lin Zhixun's puzzled voice came from across the table.

"No, just talking to a friend." Gu Heng smiled and shook his head.

"If you want to say it, the two of us are working overtime day and night these days......" Lin Zhixun shook his head and sighed, "Your sister-in-law has given me an ultimatum, and I don't have to go back if I don't go home tonight." ”

"President Kim shouldn't mind if you make the company your home."

"I don't mind." Lin Zhixun rolled his eyes.

Ignoring him again, Gu Heng looked at his phone again.

[Gu Heng]: Laugh, why don't I pack a copy for Miss Lin Yun'er and send it to the front desk of S.M. Company?

[Gu Heng]: My side is not far from your company

[Yoona]: You don't go to work in the afternoon?

[Gu Heng]: Take a half-day vacation temporarily

After being quiet for a while, Lin Yun'er's message came again.

But it's an unfamiliar location address.

[Yoona]: Then send it here~

Gu Heng was slightly stunned.

[Gu Heng]: Are you serious?

[Yoona]: So you were lying to me just now?

Gu Heng was embarrassed and silent for a few seconds before standing up.

"Huh? Why are you going? Lin Zhixun was finishing the last sip of ginseng chicken soup, "I said that I would have a treat today." ”

"No, I'm packing an extra one."

Lin Zhixun stared at Gu Heng's back and subconsciously muttered, "You won't really be in love, will you?" What kind of time management does this have to be......"

......

The entrance of the ginseng chicken soup shop.

"Who the hell are you packing for? Really not a girlfriend? ”

Looking at the ginseng chicken soup packed in Gu Heng's hand, Lin Zhixun still couldn't hold back his curiosity.

"Can't I bring it to my sister?" Gu Heng sighed helplessly.

"You don't come, you are a Chinese, where did you come from in Seoul? Tell me what her name is? ”

"Li Zhien."

Lin Zhixun bent down with a smile, "You might as well just say that Lin Yun'er last time." ”

Gu Heng's face froze.

He silently took out a photo of Li Zhien and him from his mobile phone, and shook it in front of Lin Zhixun.

"Gone." Putting the phone away, Gu Heng turned around with the bag and left.

"Wait," Lin Zhixun came back to his senses, "My wife is a fan of your sister, you ......"

......

Babysitter in the car.

Cui Xiuying put half of her body on Lin Yun'er and didn't move.

"Yun'er, what are you going to eat in a while? Ernie I'm already hungry with my chest and back......"

Lin Yun'er subconsciously flipped the mobile phone in her hand and covered it on her lap, "Hmm, hmm? Xiuyingoni: What did you just say? ”

"Say what's going on for lunch," Cui Xiuying stretched out her hand and pasted it on Lin Yun'er's forehead, "Get up at four o'clock in the morning, are you tired and confused?" When it came to eating, you were the most energetic. ”

"Where do I have? It's Ernie yourself, okay. ”

"Oops, this is not worth dwelling upon," Cui Xiuying smiled and pinched Lin Yun'er's face, "I heard that a new Western restaurant has recently opened in Gangnam District, why don't we try it?" ”

"Western restaurant?" Lin Yun'er's face was a little hesitant.

Cui Xiuying thought that she was worried that this store would not taste good, so she patted her chest and promised, "Don't worry, I have two or three friends who have eaten this store." ”

"No," Lin Yun'er cleared her throat, "Xiuying Oni, I made an appointment with another friend this afternoon, I'm sorry......"

"Have you made an appointment with another friend?" Choi so-young tilted her head.

"Uh-huh," Lin Yun'er pursed her lips, "and Nan Oni." ”

"Oh, that sister outside your circle, right?" Cui Xiuying reacted for a second and said depressedly, "Okay then." ”

After two more intersections, Lin Yuna motioned for the driver to stop at a certain street corner.

Leaned over and kissed Cui Xiuying, Lin Yun'er waved her hand at Cui Xiuying, "I'm leaving, Xiuying Oni." ”

"Uh-huh, okay."

Choi so-young waved her hand at Lin Yun'er's back.

"Strange," Cui Xiuying touched her face, her tone was a little suspicious, "Yun'er, this girl, when did she ...... like this?" Infected by Taeyeon Sunny? ”

......

Turn around the corner into a building.

Lin Yun'er flashed into the elevator and pressed the number [seven].

The elevator rises slowly.

Bite.

The elevator doors open.

The man who didn't have time to change into a formal suit was standing in front of the door with a bag in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, looking like he was about to call someone.

A smile rose at the corner of Lin Yun'er's mouth.

Taking off her mask, she coughed softly.

Gu Heng turned around.

Putting the phone away, he handed the bag in his hand to her.

"Miss Lin Yun'er, your takeaway. The delivery fee is 5,000 won, thank you for your patronage. ”

"Sounds like a bit reluctant to deliver food......

Lin Yun'er winked at him, "Based on this service attitude, can I not pay the delivery fee?" ”