"Tuk Tuk Tuk."
There was a knock on the door, Xie Chen put down his hand and returned to his usual indifference and alienation: "Come in."
"Changlin's information."
The young man who came in was meticulously dressed, and his speech was short and shocking. Jiang also ran over instantly when he heard it.
Changlin? Changlin Media
his company.
Xie Chen nodded, and the young man went out.
The man looked at the information for a long time without moving, but Jiang was also very curious: "It's really Changlin Media, boss, you still have business with the entertainment industry."
As he spoke, he jumped on the table, stared at the familiar file skin and kept urging: "Brother, you opened it. Did you invest in any film? I'll help you to see how it looks. Open it quickly. What's good in the portfolio."
Xie Chen closed his eyes.
Since the coma, I can always hear the little guy's voice indistinctly, intermittently, sometimes a word or two, and sometimes a lot of words.
He didn't speak to anyone.
I don't want to go to the doctor either.
If this is thinking sickness, he hopes this sickness can last longer.
The sound stopped, Xie Chen raised his hand like a thousand dollars, opened the portfolio, and took out a stack of documents from it.
A photo in the upper left corner of the front page paper burned his eyes again.
The handsome peach blossom eyes of the young man are clear and clean, and the end of his eyes has a tinge of crimson, which brings a little temptation.
Under the pretty nose, the thin pink lips rose slightly.
"My Photo?"
Jiang also leaned over curiously and looked confidently: "It's really my data, big brother, why are you taking my data?"
"Oh, do you want to keep it as a souvenir? I really don't understand. If you like me so much, why didn't you find me in the past?"
"You big guys are still sneaky when chasing stars."
"But then again, it's useless to find me. There are too many perverts in the business circle. If you can't fix it, I think you are also that kind of person."
Xie Chen looked at the photo for a long time, and the broken hair blocked his eyebrows, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.
The joints are distinct, and the slender fingers are like works of art, covering the boy's naturally smiling eyebrows in the photo: "Wait for me."
Jiang also looked at the man's hand on his photo, and felt strange. Hearing these two words, he looked at it in confusion.
Xie Chen put away the files and put them in the drawer cherished and cherished.
The boss has been busy until the moon rises and the stars flash.
The city is gradually quiet from the busy, and it seems that only this office is lit in the whole building.
Jiang also stretched his waist, it was really boring.
Although he followed the boss out of that circle, he was still a lone ghost with no entity and no perception. The biggest advantage was that he could roam the world more, and he didn't have to reincarnate so quickly into reincarnation.
The opposite building was gradually extinguished, Jiang also looked at the boss who was still busy working, his brows furrowed unconsciously: "It's the time, so work will kill you, people are iron rice or steel, you go have something to eat , let me borrow a taste."
"It's really good to have a look."
Xie Chen's hand on the keyboard stopped for a while, and vaguely heard the word "eat".
Is the little guy hungry
Is there no one to feed him over there
Feeling a little pain in his heart, he got up directly and walked quickly outside.
Jiang also felt that the boss might really have a relationship with him.
I thought the boss was going to drive home to sleep, but he drove directly to the cemetery, the back seat and the trunk, full of several large boxes.
When you get to the cemetery, you don't know what's inside.
All kinds of restaurant signature dishes that can't be queued for reservations are lined up in front of the tomb one by one. Even if you can't see or smell it, you can imagine how delicious it is just by looking at the color.
Foodie Jiang also took a breath of saliva that didn't exist.
The midnight moon hangs on the treetops, and the cemetery is as desolate and desolate as ever. Even if the tombstone is engraved with his own name, it cannot be his own nest.
To be honest, Jiang was still a little scared.
Sitting next to the boss, shivering, staring at the delicious and greedy mouth.
"I didn't expect that someone would actually give me a confession after I died. If I am a fan of the big brother level, I can count as a golden shit luck."
"It's big brother, hurry up and eat it, it will be cold soon, it's shameful to waste food."
"Hey, I'm going, I'm so hungry."
"I really want to take a few bites."
"Boom!"
There was a thunderstorm in the clear sky, so frightened that Jiang also rushed over instantly.
Dog Day's Cemetery.
Boss, it's going to thunder and rain, let's get out of here!
The man looked at the lonely tombstone, ignoring the weather changes around him, choked his throat, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
The shivering Jiang also raised his head when he heard the words.
It's not that he is timid, it is that he has a shadow on this thunderstorm.
But why is the boss so good
Also, fans know that he is afraid of thunder!
It must be Li Xiaoou's big mouth!
Jiang also felt that his face was being rubbed on the ground.
It's strange to say, it's a good day, saying that it's raining and raining again, and it's too late to feel sorry for the food, Jiang also anxiously thought:
"Big brother, big brother, it's going to rain soon, hurry back, there is nothing in this broken tombstone, my soul is gone with you, let's hurry back."
"Brother, you're not going to die. It's raining before you recover from your serious illness. I don't want to be a ghost brother with you in the underworld."
"Big brother, brother..."
Jiang Ye's broken thoughts were drowned in the rain. Seeing the man's increasingly cold face, Jiang Ye was silent for a while:
"Actually, I'm quite curious. Did you have a crush on me in the last words you wrote on the inscription?"
I don't know if the hallucinations were caused by the rain, but Xie Chen closed his eyes and carefully distinguished the hallucinations, which were clearer than in the daytime.
Crush
Yes.
It's not really, I've confessed it long ago, it's really a little guy with no conscience.
But it doesn't matter, wait for me.