An Ji didn't ask this question, and took the bag from Chuzheng's hand.
A little heavy, An Ji opened it and took a look, and found that it was porridge packed in a box.
This box...a little familiar.
An Jing remembered for a while that there were several breakfast boxes similar to this one.
Because she was worried that something else was added to it, Anji had never eaten it.
"Those breakfasts... are you bringing them?"
"Yeah." Chu Zheng didn't deny it.
Getting up in the morning to buy you breakfast, I have been working hard.
Anji: "… "
An Ji was dumbfounded, grabbing the plastic bag and tightening her hand slightly: "Why did you bring me breakfast?"
They had only met once before that.
And his attitude is not very good...
"I just want to give it to you for no reason." You thought I would! If you are not my good person card, who cares about you!
"Hurry up and eat, it will be cold for a while." Chu Zheng said, "I'm going back."
An Jing pulled her: "Can you stay with me for a while?"
Chuzheng: "… "
I'm sleepy.
Poor little fellow at work, please forgive me!
The two walked to the pavilion of the community and sat down, and Anji took out the contents: "Do you want to eat?"
Chuzheng shook his head.
Originally there was only one serving, so Anji had to eat it by herself.
He had bought one of those breakfasts before, and it really tasted delicious, after all, there were hundreds of them.
And this, not to mention, the porridge is fragrant and sweet.
"Do you have a headache?"
"Huh?" An Ji swallowed: "How do you know?"
"I saw it when the boss was chatting with you." Chuzheng said the peek righteously: "Does it still hurt?"
Seeing what he was chatting with Fei Xiu, that's why you came to find him
An Ji was startled by this thought, and quickly shook her head: "It doesn't hurt, it's all right."
"Why do I have a headache?" If I don't sleep every day, don't I have to send warmth to my door every day
"I used to stay up late..." An Ji replied subconsciously, "No big problem."
He has more inspiration at night, so when writing books, he basically works at night.
Over time, the headache gradually began to occur.
An Ji thought that Chuzheng didn't know what he was doing, so she didn't elaborate.
After An Jing finished eating, she packed up and discarded it.
"I asked you to accompany me so late and delayed your rest. I'm sorry, I'll invite you to dinner another day."
"No..." Chuzheng braked in time: "Well."
An Jing smiled softly: "Am I taking you back?"
"No, you rest early."
Chuzheng refused to send her to An Ji, and there was nothing to give away just a wall away.
"Wait a moment."
An Ji stopped Chuzheng and rummaged in her coat pocket.
He walked over a few steps and handed her a lollipop.
"How are you coaxing the child?"
Who wants candy!
An Ji said to her involuntarily, "It's very sweet."
Chuzheng: "… "
Chuzheng walked out of the community with the candy, and she didn't look down at the candy in her hand until she entered the apartment gate.
Chuzheng looked left and right like a thief, and when he saw no one, he took off the wrapping paper and stuffed it into his mouth.
Nothing special.
Chuzheng returned to the apartment with a lollipop, took a bath first, and waited for her to pack up and come out, half an hour later.
Can finally sleep!
Chuzheng lay down on the bed and glanced at her phone before going to bed.
[Silence: Good night. ]
The message was sent ten minutes ago, Chuzheng thought about it, but didn't reply.
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An Ji said that she would invite Chuzheng to dinner, and sent her a message in the evening of the third day.
[Ji: On the evening of the 12th, do you have time? ]
[Three also: Yes. ]
There must be none!
[Ji: I invite you to dinner that night, okay? ]
[Three: Hmm. ]
Chuzheng put away the phone and glanced at the person opposite: "What do you think of the conditions you just said?"
A very business elite woman sat opposite: "Miss Chi, you may not know much about this industry..."
"Qian understands." Chu Zheng said: "I just need to know the result, can you do it?"
"… "
In the face of huge salary, there is also a reward for completing it, a woman's heart... 100 heartbeats.
Whoever has money is unmoved.
Can…
"Miss Chi, I still have to talk to you." The woman hesitated, but finally decided to say it.
"An Ji is indeed very good, but his first two books are actually not very good. I have also read it, and I can see that he has reached the bottleneck period. If he can't break through, he will write better works. , he can only stop there."
"In addition to the recent circle... An Ji may have offended people, and Xiangyue won't let go, how can we dare to move?"
Even in the bottleneck period, the Great God is still the Great God.
The skinny camel is bigger than the horse, and those diehard fans before Anji will definitely buy it.
The key is Xiangyue's side...
"Who did he offend?"
"I don't know." The woman shook her head, and she paused. There was no one around, so she whispered, "However, I have heard some gossip."
Chuzheng leaned back slightly and raised his chin slightly: "Let's hear it."
Woman: "… "
"I heard that some people like Anji, but Anji doesn't want to, so..."
The other party's background is a bit big, and Anji is a book writer. Even if he is a little famous now, he is powerful and powerful, doesn't he still want to fuck you
"I don't know if it's true or not, that's what the circle says."
Some things don't come out of nowhere.
"I'll deal with Xiangyue's side." Chuzheng pushed the card on the table: "Implement it as soon as possible, and the money will be doubled."
Woman: "… "
I fuck!
When did the money get so good.
The woman immediately stretched out her hand and pressed the card, and moved to her side with a smile on her face: "Since Miss Chi said so, then I can rest assured. As long as there is no problem with Xiangyue, I promise to arrange it properly."
After Chuzheng made a deal here, the woman immediately contacted Anji.
An Ji was obviously surprised: "You want to cooperate with me?"
"Yes, I hope Teacher An will not dislike our temple."
"But I..."
"Mr. An, when do you have time? How about we make an appointment to meet and talk?" The woman neatly gave a time: "Does Mr. An have time on the 12th?"
"Sorry... I have something to do on the 12th."
"That's fine, even the 13th."
When An Ji hung up the phone, she regained her senses.
He made an appointment on the night of the 12th, and it must be during the day to talk about things, and An Jing couldn't understand why she refused.
On the 12th, after An Jing changed several sets of clothes, she sat on the sofa a little tired, and sent a message to Fei Xiu with her mobile phone.
[Silence: Uncle Fei. ]
[Jiu Jiu Ling: It's definitely not a good thing to call my uncle, not here. ]
An Ji didn't even read his reply, she just sent the photos taken just now.
[Jiu Jiu Ling: What are you doing? Are you going to change careers to be a model? You can't even see your abs. ]
Anji: "… "
He looked down at his abdomen, reached out and touched it, and finally blocked it with a pillow.
[Ji: To eat with someone, which one is better to wear? ]
[Jiu Jiu Ling: I look good in anything I wear. ]