"Ding dong!" The doorbell rang.
Fu Yuan'er was stunned for a moment. It couldn't be such a coincidence. Just when she was thinking about waiting for Zi Qing to come back, he came back
When he opened the door, he saw that the person coming was Cheng Zitong's secretary, carrying two large bags of ingredients.
Most of the ingredients are raw, can Ziyin still cook by himself
"An aunt will come to cook for her every day," the secretary said while sorting out the ingredients. "She doesn't eat much. The aunt cooks two meals at a time. When she eats in the evening, she just heats it up."
"But her sister is not at home these two days, can she do it alone?" Fu Yuan'er asked with concern.
"Her IQ is seven years old, but with acquired training, she will be fine at home alone. Not to mention that." The secretary glanced at the ceiling of the living room.
There are cameras installed on it for real-time monitoring.
Then here comes the problem.
On the other end of the real-time monitoring side, who is paying attention
"Does your job include watching real-time surveillance?" Fu Yuan'er asked the secretary.
The secretary nodded, "Strictly speaking, Ziyin is actually an employee of the company, so taking care of her is one of my jobs."
"So that's it," Fu Yuan'er understood, "Cheng Zitong wants to help others to develop some project in cooperation with Cheng Yiming, right?"
The secretary said she got it all right.
"What's going on with Ziqing and Cheng Yiming?" she asked.
"Ziqing is a true computer genius, but geniuses think about things very simply," the secretary said. "After she fell in love with Cheng Yiming, she felt that Cheng Yiming should also like her. Later, after the project ended, she found that Cheng Yiming did not mean that. , so... an emotional breakdown."
The secretary's tone was calm, as if this was just something that wasn't a story.
Well, this matter sounds very simple indeed, but judging from the gossip level of the editor-in-chief, he shouldn't be interested in this kind of thing.
Did she make a mistake somewhere
"Miss, are you leaving?" Ziyin's confused voice came.
Fu Yuan'er had indeed walked behind the door, and she wanted to gather her informants to discuss it together.
"Miss, can you accompany me?" Ziyin looked at her with expectant eyes and held up a plastic bag in his hand.
"What do you want to do?" Fu Yuan'er softened.
Then, Ziyin took her to the community's breeding garden to feed the rabbits.
There are also birds, monkeys, pheasants, etc., but Ziyin likes to feed rabbits. In the eyes of "children", white rabbits are indeed very cute.
"Do you come often to feed them?" Fu Yuan'er asked.
Ziyin nodded, "They like to eat green vegetables, but they don't like radishes very much. They have names, this one is called Xiaobai, that one is called Erbai, and that one is called Xiaoqiu..."
Fu Yuan'er listened to her quietly and suddenly thought that Cheng Zitong should have come to accompany her to feed the rabbits.
In the past, it would have been hard for her to imagine that someone like Cheng Zitong would come to feed the rabbits, but now she would believe it.
Judging from Cheng Zitong's careful mind, he should be a quiet person.
If your heart is not calm, you cannot think about the overall situation of a thing, even a small thing.
"Do you know what that rabbit is called?" Ziyin asked, pointing to a variegated rabbit.
"What?"
"Brother Zitong." Ziyin covered his mouth and smiled mischievously.
Fu Yuan'er also smiled, and she knew that Cheng Zitong must have been here too.
"Little sister, please don't leave. I like you very much." After leaving the Rabbit Garden, Ziyin was still pestering her.
Looking at her expectant eyes, Fu Yuan'er couldn't bear to refuse, but, "I have to go back to work. I'll see the rabbits with you next time."
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"What does the young lady do?" Ziyin asked.
"Me," Fu Yuan'er thought for a while and simply told her, "my job is to write down what happened to others and show it to others."
Ziyin blinked, "You are writing Cheng Yiming's story."
Fu Yuan'er was surprised, how could she think of this.
Suddenly, Ziyin said to her a little mysteriously: "Miss, tell me your email address. You accompanied me to feed the rabbits today, and I will give you a gift."
Fu Yuan'er was stunned.
You can never guess what gift a computer genius will give you. When Fu Yuan'er actually received it, she was surprised at the computer for a long time.
Ziyin hacked into Cheng Yiming's social software, and a compressed file of hundreds of pages of chat records was placed in front of her.
If she reads this compressed file, Cheng Yiming will have no secrets in front of her.
Fu Yuan'er admitted that she really wanted to dig up dirt on the editor-in-chief, but she had no interest in Cheng Yiming's privacy, and this was somewhat against the rules.
Ziyin doesn't understand, she has to understand.
So, with gratitude to Ziyin, she completely deleted the document.
It was around ten o'clock in the evening, so Cheng Zitong probably wasn't asleep yet.
She returned to the bedroom and saw him half-lying on the sofa watching the news.
Bedtime news to him is like bedtime milk to others.
"Cheng Zitong." She came to him.
Cheng Zitong's eyes did not leave the tablet, but he moved his body into the sofa, making a space for her at his waist.
But who wants to sit there
Sitting there was no different than sitting in his arms.
"Ahem," she cleared her throat, "Cheng Zitong, how did you know that I was doing the interview?"
Cheng Zitong looked at her with a "Are you stupid?" look, "I am now a shareholder of the newspaper."
Fu Yuan’er:…
Well, she heard for the first time today that newspaper shareholders would also interfere in the topic selection of section content.
"Did you tell Ziyin about me?" she asked again.
Cheng Zitong didn't raise his eyes as usual, "She asked me, so I said it."
"She hacked into Cheng Yiming's social software and gave me hundreds of pages of chat records. Did you know?"
Hearing this, Cheng Zitong put down the tablet. "Have you finished reading?" he asked.
"I don't like to peek into other people's privacy! I deleted it!"
That's not what she wants to know. What she wants to know is, "Do you often let Ziyin do this kind of thing?"
Had he also hacked her chat software
Cheng Zitong's eyes suddenly turned cold, "You don't like peeping, do I?"
He seemed offended by her doubts about his character.
But this matter really makes no sense. With Ziyin's condition, how could he know to do such a thing
However, she did not have any evidence to doubt Cheng Zitong.
"I apologize if I offended you," she said sincerely, "I hope this will never happen."
She turned and left.
"Fu Yuan'er," he called her, "Aren't you trying to dig up dirt? Why don't you use the ready-made materials that Ziyin gave you?"
The disgust in his tone seemed to accuse her of being stupid.
Fu Yuan'er felt upset for no reason, "I told you to stay out of my business!"
After saying that, she walked into the bedroom, fell on the bed and fell asleep.
The room gradually became quiet, and she realized that her tone just now was not very good, but he didn't react at all.
It's right not to react.
She's not bothering him
Does she have too much on her plate
But there was a wave of worries in her heart, which kept her awake for a long time.
I don’t know how long it took, but his footsteps sounded and he walked into the bedroom.
She quickly stayed still and pretended to be asleep.
Hearing him lift the quilt and sleep next to her, and then hearing his thin and steady breathing, he fell asleep.
She quietly turned her head and looked at his face through the fluorescent light of the night light.
He was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, probably to protect his eyes when he was looking at the tablet.
But why did I forget to take it off when I was sleeping
Aren't you afraid that your eyes will be pressed when you turn over
As soon as such thoughts were swirling in her mind, she reached out her hand and took off his glasses for him.
Wait... She suddenly thought of something and put the glasses back on him.
He seemed like this... That night she went to a masquerade party to find Mr. Di, and met a man dressed as Conan...
The way he wears glasses looks like that Conan.
Cheng Yiming said that that night, he used her to attract Cheng Yiming's attention, but he actually took the time to find Mr. Di.
Cheng Yiming said that he used her as a tool.
Tools are just tools. They have a cooperative relationship. Didn't she also use him to drive away her uncle and aunt
But looking at it now, is it possible that he was the "Conan" of that day
He didn't leave her alone at the dance, but instead accompanied her in a different way
Why is she a little happy because of this possibility
When she returned to the quilt again, her depressed mood disappeared, and soon she fell into a deep sleep.
Sleep until early morning.
She has a very heavy task today. She must find a breakthrough, otherwise she will not have enough time.
"Yuan'er." As soon as she came downstairs, she heard Murong Jue calling her.
Xun Sheng looked around and saw that Murong Jue was already sitting in the restaurant, with a sumptuous breakfast on the table.
It was just before seven o'clock, but the old lady had a good appetite.
"You haven't had breakfast with me for several days." Murong Jue said.
Well, it doesn’t take long to have breakfast.
"The newspaper office has been very busy lately, right?" Murong Jue asked with concern.
Fu Yuan'er nodded.
"I heard from Yi Ming that you were interviewing at his company and planning to do an exclusive interview with him."
Hearing this, Fu Yuan'er was a little surprised. Did Cheng Yiming even tell Murong Jue such a trivial matter
"Yuan'er, I don't object to your interviewing him, but after all, we are all one family. You can write about the good things, but just pretend you don't know the bad things." Murong Jue continued.
Fu Yuan'er found it funny. She didn't even know what the bad points were... Wait.
Why did Murong Jue say that
Does she know something
Can you try to get some words out of Murong Jue
"Grandma," she smiled, "my style is to tell both the good and the bad, so I have accumulated some readers."
Many people would do things to praise virtues, but she was not one of them.
Murong Jue frowned, "But what company doesn't have this kind of salary dispute? If you write about it in an interview, everyone will think that Yiming's company has always been like this."
Salary dispute!
"Grandma." At this time, Cheng Zitong walked in and interrupted Fu Yuan'er's thoughts.
He came just in time.
"Grandma, I'm in a hurry today, so I asked Cheng Zi to accompany you to dinner." After saying that, she picked up her bag and left quickly.
She didn't expect that a breakthrough would be opened in this way, and today's work finally had a direction.