The studio is equipped with office furniture and office supplies, and there is no trace of Ding Yinan's life here.
When Ding Yinan moved to a new house, the first person to visit was Ding Dong.
The two were brought up by their grandparents since they were young. Since the two old people passed away, they seldom returned to their hometown, and they also met in Ding Yinan's house during festivals.
For Ding Dong, Ding Yinan's house is her second foothold besides school. Only now, this foothold has become the office of Huo Zhixiao's studio.
"Isn't this change too big?"
Ding Dong wandered around the room with his shoulder bag on his back, his novel appearance was like coming here for the first time.
I haven't seen her for half a year. Her shoulder-length short hair can be tied into a ponytail at the back of her head. She wears a simple T-shirt and jeans. At first glance, she looks like a young female college student.
"We will start working here from next week." Ding Yinan leaned on the desk, folded his arms around his chest, "We have also hired an employee, and the desk next to you is his desk."
Ding Dong sat down on the ergonomic chair, pretended to be typing on the keyboard, and asked, "Then after I graduate next year, can I go directly to work here through the back door?"
"What do you come here to work for?" Ding Yinan thought it was funny, "You got into a key university to study finance just to be an accountant for me?"
"It's not impossible." Ding Dong put on a troubled look, "For my own brother, I can make a sacrifice."
"Farewell, I don't need an accountant." Ding Yinan said.
At present, the tax issues involved are very simple, nothing more than making payroll, sorting out invoices, etc., and the remaining problems can be handed over to the accountants of the accounting company.
Ding Dong didn't continue talking, stood up and said, "Brother, where do you live now?"
Ding Yinan looked at the time, it was past eleven o'clock. Ding Dong started late in the morning, and it took him more than an hour to come here by car from the neighboring city. Now it's time for dinner.
"Let me take you there." Ding Yinan said, "My... partner, he should be cooking."
He had rehearsed countless times before, but when Ding Yinan said the word "partner", he still couldn't help feeling guilty.
"Where did you find your partner?" Ding Dong followed Ding Yinan out and asked curiously, "Why do you suddenly think of starting your own business?"
"It's my former boss." Ding Yinan said, "He came out to do it alone. I think he has more development potential, so I decided to resign with him."
"That's it." Ding Dong nodded thoughtfully, and asked again, "Isn't your previous position an assistant? How could he pull you in because he worked alone?"
Ding Yinan is not a professional in the construction industry. Normally speaking, if he goes out on his own, he must find someone with the same core competitiveness as a partner. Even if he needs an assistant around him, he will recruit an ordinary employee instead of letting Assistants come as shareholders.
"I'm not..." Ding Yinan cleared his throat unnaturally, "Ahem, did you take my house as a share?"
It's a good term. After being played bad by Huo Zhixiao, Ding Yinan would feel embarrassed just saying it.
"Understood." Ding Dong showed a suddenly realized expression, "You are investing in fixed assets."
"Yes." Ding Yinan hurriedly pressed the elevator button, for fear that Ding Dong would continue to ask.
However, people’s wishes were not fulfilled, since assets are Ding Dong’s major in university, she asked again: “Then how much is your house appraised for? Will it change with the rise and fall of the house price? How many shares did you get? "
Ding Yinan got a headache from being asked, when the elevator arrived at the floor, he hurriedly pushed Ding Dong inside, and said vaguely: "What are you doing asking so many questions?"
"Where am I a child?" Ding Dong muttered dissatisfiedly, "I know a lot more about this than you."
The ten-minute journey was very short, and the two soon arrived at Huo Zhixiao's house.
Ding Yinan opened the password disk on the electronic lock and began to enter the password. He didn't deliberately cover it up, and the six "1"s happened to be on the top of the password disk. Ding Dong just glanced at it casually, then frowned, and asked, "Is his family's password six 1s?"
"Well, what's the matter?" Ding Yinan pressed the # button, and the door opened.
"Didn't your home password be your birthday before?" Ding Dong said, "Just now I saw that your home password was changed to six zeros, and I thought your house was used as an office, so I changed it to a simple password."
As soon as these words were spoken, the two brothers and sisters fell silent strangely.
Ding Yinan felt strange why Ding Dong would think of "0" when he saw "1".
As she said just now, when she saw six 0s, she thought it was a simple password for the office. This is normal thinking.
However, when she saw six 1's, she immediately thought of the six 0's just now, and even expressed some opinions on it, which is a bit weird.
And she said the word "thought", which means that she had some kind of thinking before, but now she overturned her previous thinking.
In other words, she now thinks that the six 0s just now are not a simple password for the office, but to make a pair with the six 1s.
How could she think so
Ding Yinan put one hand on the doorknob, many thoughts flashed through his mind.
Looking at Ding Dong on the other side, she blinked and said, "Did he set a simple password for you because he was afraid that you would not be able to remember the password?"
The strange thinking returned to the normal track.
Ding Yinan followed Ding Dong's words: "Yes."
At this time, Huo Zhixiao's voice came from the door: "Are you back?"
Ding Yinan pushed open the door, and saw Huo Zhixiao wearing a rabbit apron, holding a spatula in his hand, standing on the edge of the kitchen and looking towards the entrance.
He opened his mouth and was about to introduce Ding Dong beside Huo Zhixiao, but Ding Dong suddenly took a deep breath and asked, "Brother, is this your former boss?"
"Yes." Ding Yinan nodded and said, "Huo Zhixiao."
"Yes, you." Ding Dong patted Ding Yinan's shoulder abruptly, almost making Ding Yinan stagger, "Why don't you tell me."
Ding Yinan suddenly felt baffled, he rubbed his painful shoulder and asked, "Tell you what?"
"Hey, it's yours... Then who, the former boss, is so handsome."
After saying this, Ding Dong walked up to Huo Zhixiao wearing slippers, and greeted him generously: "Hi, I'm Ding Yinan's younger sister, Ding Dong."
"Hello." Huo Zhixiao nodded.
"Are you living with my brother now?" Ding Dong asked.
When Ding Yinan heard this word, he felt that it was not right, and was about to correct it, but Huo Zhixiao said: "Yes."
"Are you in charge of cooking?" Ding Dong asked again.
"Not really." Huo Zhixiao said, "I only do it when he's busy."
"Then who will buy the groceries?"
"It's usually him." Huo Zhixiao said, "All my money is with him."
"So that's how it is." Ding Dong had a sudden realization expression on his face.
Ding Yinan always felt that the conversation was progressing very strangely, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
As his own sister, it's normal for Ding Dong to care about his work and life, but he clearly told Huo Zhixiao that he tried to avoid suspicion when chatting with Ding Dong, but he didn't see Huo Zhixiao consciously talk to Ding Dong after listening for a long time. He disassociated himself.
Ding Dong put down his backpack and went to the bathroom.
Ding Yinan put the bowls and chopsticks on the dining table, and said to Huo Zhixiao: "My sister will ask you some questions later, so don't answer them so honestly."
Huo Zhixiao took off the apron, embraced Ding Yinan from behind with all his nature, and said, "She can't tell."
"Although she can't think of that aspect, she must feel strange."
"Will it be strange?" Huo Zhixiao said sternly, "I put all my money with my wife, what's so strange?"
"You!" Ding Yinan broke away from Huo Zhixiao's embrace, "If you dare to call me wife in front of her, don't sleep with me tonight."
At this time, the sound of slippers came from the corner, and Ding Yinan hurriedly moved two steps away to keep a distance from Huo Zhixiao.
After lunch, Huo Zhixiao stayed in the kitchen to clear the table, while Ding Yinan took Ding Dong to the balcony to feed Sanbai Sui.
Three hundred years old has a strong temper and is very unfriendly to strangers. Ding Yinan was afraid that he would bite, so he didn't let him come out from the balcony today.
But after getting along for more than ten minutes, San Baisui gradually let go of his wariness towards Ding Dong, and even wagged his tail around Ding Dong after eating the dog food.
"It's so cute." Ding Dong touched Sanbai's head, "Does it know that I'm its aunt?"
Auntie
Ding Yinan suddenly couldn't make a turn in his head, what kind of relative is my aunt
"Where do you want to go to play later?" Ding Yinan asked.
"I've been playing outside for the past two days, so I won't go out today." Ding Dong said, "I'll take the high-speed train at 4 o'clock in the afternoon and arrive at school in the evening."
"OK."
Ding Yinan went to the kitchen to cut some fruits, then came to the living room and put down the projector screen.
Huo Zhixiao sat cross-legged on the sofa, looked at the laptop in his arms and asked Ding Dong, "Do you watch suspense movies?"
"look!"
Ding Dong was sitting next to Huo Zhixiao, the two were very close. She leaned on Huo Zhixiao's shoulder, moved the tip of her nose, and said, "Brother Huo, do you use the same shower gel as my brother? It smells so special."
"It's agarwood." Huo Zhixiao said, "I like this smell. Your brother bought it for me from Southeast Asia."
"Wow, he treats you so well." Ding Dong said.
"Of course." Huo Zhixiao's eyes stayed on the computer screen, but his expression couldn't hide his complacency, "Every time I go out, he will tie me a tie."
"What?" Ding Dong clenched a fist with one hand and pressed it to his lips, there seemed to be little flames dancing in his eyes, "What else is there?"
"I'm tired from work, and he will give me a massage." Huo Zhixiao said in a low voice, "You can never imagine how good your brother's technique is."
"what's the topic?"
Ding Yinan closed the balcony curtains, returned to the living room, and drove Ding Dong to another corner of the sofa, preventing them from having any more communication.
Ding Dong seemed to want to say something, but at this moment the title of the movie sounded from the speakers, so she stopped talking and concentrated on watching the movie.
On the coffee table were Ding Yinan's cut fruits, which were placed in three small plates.
Since the coffee table is a certain distance from the sofa, every time I eat fruit, I have to lean forward, which is unavoidably troublesome, so Huo Zhixiao took a small plate and held it in his hand.
As the movie plot gradually reached its first climax, the thrilling music completely caught Ding Yinan's attention.
At this time, a piece of watermelon suddenly stretched out from the side, accompanied by Huo Zhixiao's voice: "Open your mouth."
Ding Yinan didn't think much, just took a bite of the sweet watermelon as Huo Zhixiao fed him.
The mouth was filled with a icy sweet taste, Ding Yinan suddenly came to his senses, and subconsciously looked at Ding Dong on the other side.
Ding Dong's posture didn't change at all, her head was still facing the projector screen, but strangely, her black eyeballs slipped to the corners of her eyes, and she was squinting at Ding Yinan in an extremely unnatural way.
That expression seemed to say: Oh my God, what did I see.
Ding Yinan stiffly pulled back his gaze, pretending nothing happened, and continued watching the movie.
When the movie ended, it was past three o'clock in the afternoon, which was just right. Ding Yinan took Huo Zhixiao's car keys and prepared to send Ding Dong to the train station.
The two came to the underground parking lot on the first floor, and Ding Yinan was explaining things to Ding Dong along the way, such as not meeting netizens casually in the future, telling him if you don't have enough money, and so on.
Until Ding Yinan finally stopped talking, Ding Dong suddenly sighed for no reason.
Ding Yinan stepped on the gas pedal of the off-road vehicle, glanced at Ding Dong inexplicably, and said, "Why are you sighing?"
"I just didn't expect," Ding Dong paused, and said old-fashionedly, "You turned out to be the one below."
The off-road vehicle rushed forward and almost missed a pillar on the side.
Ding Yinan stepped on the brake quickly, and asked in disbelief, "What did you say?"
"Remember when you were a freshman, I went to visit your school?" Ding Dong asked.
Ding Yinan hadn't kept up with the rhythm of Ding Dong's speech, so he nodded first.
"You have a very sissy male classmate who has always been the class leader, and the class leader has been looking for you shortly. At that time, I thought..." Ding Dong shook his head with emotion, "You should be the material of being a little show's husband."
Xiao Sao 0
Ding Yinan's pupils trembled when he heard the words, did this come from his sister
"But it's fine now." Ding Dong said, "Your husband is tall, handsome, and rich."
Ding Yinan resisted the urge to pinch someone, and forced out a sentence: "How do you know..."
"Isn't that obvious?" Ding Dong said with an expression of "You think I'm stupid", "He looks like a big one at first glance."
Big 1
Ding Yinan took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and asked, "I mean, how do you know there are men who like men?"
"Brother." Ding Dongyu patted Ding Yinan's shoulder earnestly, "What year is this?"
Ding Yinan really didn't expect that his sister's mind would be so open, and he didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while.
"I think Brother Huo is pretty good." Ding Dong said again, "I always thought that a caring personality like you must be a sacrificial party in a relationship, but I found that he is also very considerate to you, and The look in your eyes seems to say that there is no room for anyone else except you."
"Really?" Ding Yinan didn't notice that Huo Zhixiao looked at him with such sticky eyes, he gradually accepted the fact that Ding Dong's thinking was avant-garde, and simply chatted with her, "You don't know, sometimes he is so childish. No, there is simply no way to take him."
"I don't think he is naive." Ding Dong said, "He is only naive in front of the one he loves, right?"
Indeed it is.
Ding Yinan's mouth curled up uncontrollably.
"Tsk." Ding Dong shook his head in disgust, but soon changed into an old-fashioned tone, and said, "Brother, you must be happy."
When Ding Yinan told Ding Dong just now, he still felt like an old father. But now in reverse, he never thought that one day Ding Dong would talk to him like an old mother.
"Don't worry." Ding Yinan stepped on the accelerator again, looked ahead and said, "I'm very happy now."