Chapter 12: You Can

"Rest!" Wei Yan cheered, then stood up, stretched a big waist, then turned his head to look at Jiang Zhiyu, and invited, "Let's go to the cafeteria to eat together." ”

"Okay." After being in contact for a while, Jiang Zhiyu has already seen that Wei Yan's personality belongs to the bold one, uninhibited, such a person is suitable for deep friendship, and she has no reason to offend a friend she just met.

Wei Yan deserved to be a small community cow, turned left and right, and brought Jiang Zhiyu to a corner window.

"The chefs here don't shake their hands, and it tastes good." Wei Yan approached Jiang Zhiyu and said secretly in her ear.

Jiang Zhiyu nodded clearly, and the two looked at each other and smiled, like two stealing cats.

"By the way, Wei Yan, do you know Ji Luobo?"

Halfway through the meal, Jiang Zhiyu remembered that he hadn't carefully inquired about Ji Luobo.

Wei Yan touched her chin and thought for a moment, and then said with some uncertainty: "Ji Luobo, it's a little familiar, but it seems that he often goes out on assignments, so it's not often to meet." ”

Hearing such an answer, Jiang Zhiyu nodded a little dejectedly, she had long known that Ji Luobo would be very busy, but she didn't expect that even a well-informed person like Wei Yan didn't know much about it.

"Do you have anything to do with him?" Wei Yan couldn't help but ask, it was the first time she saw Jiang Zhiyu take the initiative to ask about the company's personnel.

"No, no, it's just a little curious." Jiang Zhiyu was taken aback by Wei Yan's sensitivity, and hurriedly waved his hand.

She wasn't sure if this company would allow employees to get married, but looking at Gu Yan's attitude, it should be allowed, and she didn't want to publicize this matter more, after all, Ji Luobo was their ace screenwriter.

If others knew that the ace screenwriter of Tianyu Company had married an unknown little woman, it would be a big deal.

Jiang Zhiyu secretly slandered in his heart, and became even more convinced of his decision to conceal his identity.

Wei Yan nodded suspiciously, and then said: "Ji Luobo is a special guest of the company, his status is much higher than that of ordinary screenwriters, and his personality is cold. ”

Speaking of this, Wei Yan had an ambiguous smile on her face, and gently pushed Jiang Zhiyu's arm, "Maybe when you see him, you will also be fascinated by him." ”

Jiang Zhiyu blushed slightly, turned his head in embarrassment, and secretly thought in his heart: Not only have I met your so-called cold male god, but I also slept with him.

It's a pity that those girls, if they knew that the male god they wanted was already married, I don't know what the scene would be.

Thinking of this, the corners of Jiang Zhiyu's mouth couldn't help but hook.

Then another afternoon of boring work, after finishing the day's work, Jiang Zhiyu closed the computer, picked up the bag and planned to leave.

Tianyu Company also has a famous rule, that is, employees will not be forced to work overtime, such benefits and treatment, I don't know how many people envy and envy.

Jiang Zhiyu walked on the way home, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Ji Luobo tentatively.

"Will you come back for dinner in the evening?"

On the other side, Ji Luobai, who was sitting in the president's office, held the contract in his hand and carefully reviewed the terms of it.

"Jingle bell!"

The mobile phone rang suddenly, and Ji Luobo subconsciously wanted to ignore it, and suddenly saw the familiar avatar in the afterglow.

By the time Ji Luobo reacted, the phone was already in his hand.

Seeing the message Jiang Zhiyu sent to himself, Ji Luobo glanced at the time and found that it was already time to get off work, and then replied to the other party with a message: "I'll probably finish later, you can eat first." ”

Seeing the news sent by Ji Luobai, Jiang Zhiyu couldn't help but bend his eyebrows, and said in a somewhat excited tone: "God help me!" Then Jiang Zhiyu went to the supermarket next door to the community, bought a bunch of vegetables and went home, and began to prepare a big meal carefully.

Since Ji Luobo didn't believe that she could take care of herself, she would prove to him that her cooking skills were at the level of a chef.

Jiang Zhiyu thought proudly, this time he must surprise Ji Luobo.

By the time Jiang Zhiyu had cooked the last pot of soup, the doorbell rang.

"Ding Dong!" Ji Luobo stood straight at the door with a briefcase in his hand.

"Here we go!" Wearing an apron, Jiang Zhiyu answered, ran over with a spatula and opened the door.

"Huh?" Looking at Jiang Zhiyu, who was dressed as a housewife, Ji Luobo raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Come on in, I've made dinner." Jiang Zhiyu took Ji Luobo's briefcase into his hand with a smile, and said with a smile like a competent wife.

"Okay." It's been a long time since he felt such fireworks, Ji Luobo was still stunned in place for a moment, the corners of his lips tugged slightly, and his whole temperament softened.

The warm lighting of the room, the smiling wife, the steaming meal, is there a more cozy situation than this?

"Your craftsmanship is very good, the color and flavor are complete, it seems that I will have a good mouth in the future." Ji Luobo was not stingy with Jiang Zhiyu's praise, of course, in fact, the food cooked by Jiang Zhiyu was indeed very good, and it was not much better than the food cooked by his aunt before.

"It's just some home-cooked food, if you like it, I'll make more in the future." Jiang Zhiyu smiled and put the last pot of soup on the dining table, and Ji Luobo consciously took the dishes and chopsticks.

The two of them are like old husbands and wives who have lived for a long time, practice makes perfect for everything, and they cooperate tacitly.

"How's the arrangement on the company's side? Is the contract signed? Jiang Zhiyu still remembered that Ji Luobo's contract was not signed yesterday, so he asked intimately.

Ji Luobo nodded, his proud temperament was natural and convincing.

"It was done without a hitch."

"I knew you could." Jiang Zhiyu praised with a smile, in her eyes, Ji Luobo is neat, has a high professional salary, and a handsome face, which is simply the image of a perfect husband.

"How are you feeling at the company today?" Ji Luobo slightly accepted Jiang Zhiyu's praise, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, indicating the fact that he was happy in his heart.

Ji Luobai's concern made Jiang Zhiyu's heart warm.

"The atmosphere in the company is very good, I have made new friends, and it seems that life will be interesting in the future."

Jiang Zhiyu is so satisfied with her current employment in Tianyu Company, I don't know how many times better than the small workshop she didn't have on the stage before.

"That's good, I'm worried that you didn't get used to it at first." Hearing Jiang Zhiyu say this, Ji Luobo also breathed a sigh of relief.