Zhong Jiuyin was blasted out by Su Cheng.

The word "out" was shouted a little loudly, and everyone outside could hear it, and when they saw the office door open, everyone seemed to be looking at the door.

Zhong Jiuyin walked through the middle with his assistant casually and parted at the door.

"You don't have to follow me all the time, just come back when you have a job. By the way, have you met Guo Mingli? ”

The assistant shook his head, a little nervous, and said honestly, "I only joined yesterday." ”

Here's another one who just joined the company.

It happened that they were at the door, and the front desk was still there, Zhong Jiuyin glanced at it and said with emotion: "Why are you recruiting so many newcomers recently?" The company is in a recession, and the people in front of it have run away? ”

The little assistant shook his head again, and there was a kind of clear stupidity in his round eyes: "It's quite prosperous." Moreover, the HR side said that I was the only new employee in the past two months. ”

Zhong Jiuyin stretched out his voice with an "ah".

"Is that so? Maybe I'm relatively new and sluggish. ”

Front desk: "......"

The assistant automatically regarded the recession as an alternative way of saying that pierced the center of the earth, listening to her self-deprecating words, and making up for her self-deprecating and lonely tone.

Just looking at that beautiful face is strange and distressing, the assistant has just taken office, facing the first professional test, he thought about it and whispered comforting:

"Sister Yin, don't be sad, grasp the variety show this time, you will definitely be able to slowly become famous, yesterday you and Teacher Yan Cheng's hot search did not withdraw from the list until midnight, this is a good phenomenon."

Zhong Jiuyin's fingers moved, but she still couldn't hold back, touched her fishbone braid, and sighed sincerely: "You are so cute." ”

The little assistant blushed and pursed his lips to smile a little.

Zhong Jiuyin has enough connotation and plans to leave.

The two men pressed the switch to open the glass door and walked the last road together.

When she went out, she casually asked, "What news did Yan Cheng and I have on in the middle of the night last night?" ”

The little assistant was stunned by this novel statement, and out of the instinct of a person who surfs in the fan circle every day, she almost blurted out that "two stars of different genders in the middle of the night must be Minsheng news."

But she swallowed it anyway: "Sister Yin, don't you know? That is, you tore Teacher Yan Cheng's clothes. Photos of half of his pectoral muscles have been spread everywhere, and some girlfriend fans are emotional, putting you... scolded on the hot search. ”

Zhong Jiuyin: "......"

It was Yan Cheng who was torn off her clothes, why did she have a feeling of innocence and not leaving the world?

——

After going back, Zhong Jiuyin smoothed out what he saw and heard in the company today.

At present, it seems that the company should not understand some of the bad things that Guo Mingli has done.

The assistant and Guo Mingli are not in the same group, they can be used.

That Feng Qing is a little strange.

The words of concern are quite sincere, and it sounds like they have a good relationship.

But in the diary she had read at a glance and ten lines before, the original owner didn't seem to mention this person.

Although judging from today's performance alone, Feng Qingming has no conflict with her on the surface. But by some instinct, she didn't have a good sense of this person.

It's hard to say whether the ending of the original owner's harder and more transparent is also related to his peers, jealousy, it's too normal, she can understand it very well.

Good people always have to bear more malice, alas.

After sorting out these, Zhong Jiuyin wrote down the things to be investigated later, and climbed into bed leisurely.

The days without extra work were very idle, and it was really moldy in the past, but this place has a mobile phone, and a bedside reading book, and she can lie in bed for half a day without moving.

The phone was placed next to the pillow, the screen was still on, and the hem of her clothes rubbed against the screen when she climbed up, and the original interface changed.

She didn't notice it, so she found a comfortable position and took out the half-read amazing masterpiece.

The colorful cover was opened, and she recited the straightforward but highly generalized title of the book with reverence and repetition in her heart, just like incense.

Stunning, stunning, she is.

This is what she came back from the program team yesterday.

The staff of the program team seemed to be incomprehensible to her love for this book, and their expressions were strange, but when they left in the end, they gave her a ride, and gave her the book "Where to Escape from the Domineering School Grass" that she threw to Yan Cheng before.

The book is currently sitting at the bedside.

The content of "Stunning Killer" was full of twists and turns, and she continued to read it from the corner of the fold, and soon attracted all her attention by the ups and downs of the plot.

The Stunning Killer of the Otherworldly Realm is currently getting along with a second male character, a lively teenager who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger.

It's just that I had a very bad experience when I was a child.,I got some kind of strange disease that can only be treated by the heroine at the moment.,Crying out in pain.。

The sentence "crystal clear blood and tears" in the description seemed to fall on her heart, Zhong Jiuyin's eyes were still staring at the book, and he took out one hand to fumble for the tissue on the bedside.

But the tissue box was a little far away, and all she touched twice was the phone screen.

Just as he was about to take some time to lean over again, his phone suddenly rang with a strange loud noise.

The rhythmic "Dang Dang Dang" scared her.

Zhong Jiuyin put down the book, and his habitual action was not to pick up the phone, but to lean over and lie on the pillow and look at it.

Her face appeared on the screen, taking a clear picture of her wide-eyed movements.

The red button below is very conspicuous, and there is a very familiar avatar on it, and the note is [Yan Cheng].

This is... Sent Yan Cheng a flying pigeon biography with her face?

What a smart flying pigeon, with this thing, the story of those who receive letters on behalf of the wrong person will definitely not happen.

The phone was still ringing, and she had seen enough of her face on the screen and held out her finger to tap it.

But before the fingertips touched, the mobile phone suddenly "beeped" again, and Yan Cheng's face appeared on the screen.

“…… I see you. She muttered with round eyes.

"Zhong Jiuyin? Is there something wrong? A clear voice gurgled out.

Yan Cheng was wearing a black T-shirt with a round neck, his hair was a little wet, probably just washed his hair.

The ends of the hair fall down and slightly cover the peak of the eyebrows, the feeling of coldness is a little less, and the feeling of fragility and docility is even more partial.

He held his phone at a slightly angled angle, taking up most of the screen from his chin to his neck.

Zhong Jiuyin could clearly see that the protruding Adam's apple was slightly undulating as he spoke.

It looks like a fish fin swimming on the surface of the water, and its shape is beautiful.

That's all too clear...... Yes, since this thing can see exotic dancers thousands of miles away, it is true that it should also be able to see local beauties hundreds of miles away.

Seeing that she was sneaky and only showed a pair of eyes and didn't speak, Yan Cheng frowned and called her again: "Zhong Jiuyin? ”

He watched the video ring for a long time, thinking that Zhong Jiuyin had thought about changing agents and was in a hurry to talk to him, so he picked it up.

As a result, she didn't speak when she was connected, deliberately?

Zhong Jiuyin picked up the phone, looked left and right, and asked him, "Did I send it to you?" ”

This is a nonsense question, Yan Cheng frowned slightly and said "um".

"Something?"