Chuzheng quickly slipped away while these people were looking for the boss.
When she walked out of the bar, she took out her mobile phone and looked at it, commenting on 99+, all of which were scolding her.
[Today, the black fans are not very dedicated, not even worthy of a copy, is it that we are no longer worthy of your copy? ]
[Do you want to scold directly or go through the process? ]
[I just want to see what kind of flowers she can write this time. ]
[How can there be such a disgusting person, if life is not satisfactory, go to the Internet to find existence! ]
[#￥&@! … ]
Chuzheng exhaled and pointed to the deletion, ready to destroy the corpse.
"First zither."
Chuzheng flicked her fingers, raised her eyes and looked forward.
The boy, wearing a loose apricot sweater, a set of black slacks, and a mask, walked under the rows of street lights.
Chuzheng moved his fingertips slightly to the side and pressed the screen to turn off.
"How did you come?"
An Ji pulled off her mask, and Qing Jun's brows had a slight smile: "I'm done with work today, I want to treat you to something to eat, um... Are you free?"
"have."
An Ji smiled and asked very carefully: "Then can I... Treat you to something to eat?"
Chuzheng nodded.
Chuzheng went in and said to Fei Xiu, there was no one there, and Fei Xiu was surrounded by employees again asking about Anji, so he let her go with a casual wave.
"Your writing is ready?"
"Well." An Ji said: "It's not even writing, it's just re-editing."
"It took so long to modify?" You can't be efficient!
Anji: "How long?"
Anji has no concept of time when working, and he thinks it doesn't take long.
An Ji was obviously prepared in advance. Although it is not as luxurious and refined as Chuzheng's boarding, it can definitely be regarded as very attentive.
"Thank you for bringing me breakfast and supper during this time."
"Have you got a meal yet?"
"Well, it's all finished." An Ji nodded: "It's delicious."
There will be no repeated things for almost a week, and Anji can't get tired of eating at all.
"Actually... you can come in." An Ji's voice was a little low.
Every time she put things outside the door, An Jing went to open the door and only saw things but no people, so she could only say a few words to her on WeChat.
"Won't it disturb your work?"
"There will be a little bit, but that time won't get in the way." An Jing paused: "I shouldn't be busy with work recently."
He doesn't hold a signing meeting, and the rest is left to the publishing house.
He just needs to wait for the new book to come out, and then cooperate with the promotion.
Chuzheng responded coldly: "Oh."
Anji: "… "
An Ji pursed the corners of her lower lips: "Will I give you a copy when I get the sample book?"
Chu Zheng, still with the indifference and domineering of the boss, nodded succinctly: "Okay."
Anji: "… "
It's hard to communicate.
Although it was a little difficult to communicate, the atmosphere was not awkward.
An Ji also felt strange. It stands to reason that he should feel uncomfortable, but he didn't. Even if the person on the other side didn't say anything, he didn't feel that way.
It's an amazing feeling...
"I heard Uncle Fei say that you just graduated not long ago?"
"Ok."
"Then why do you work at Uncle Fei?"
"… "
Because my ID card was withheld at home.
Which big company would want a person without an ID card
"I'm happy." Chu Zheng said, "What's the problem?"
"No..." An Ji shook her head: "I just asked casually, nothing else."
"How do you know him?" Chu Zheng asked a question.
"Huh?" Chuzheng's question was endless, and An Ji didn't know who Chuzheng was asking.
Chuzheng: "Fei Xiu."
An Ji was stunned, he thought for a while, and said slowly: "One time I went out to find inspiration, and I met Uncle Fei."
That was when An Jing was writing her second book, and she ran to the bar because she needed some scenes.
Fei Xiu didn't open this bar at the time. An Jing saw that it had a big signboard at the time, so he chose it.
Where did An Ji hang out in bars, and he never attended the gatherings of his classmates. When he entered, he was frightened by the monsters and ghosts inside.
The previous years were chaotic, and there were mixed people in the bar.
Like An Ji, she looks like a good student, and as soon as she enters, she is stared at.
There was also a commotion at that time, and then Fei Xiu came forward.
Fei Xiu said that he looked very pitiful at the time, so he moved with compassion and rescued him by the way.
At that time, Fei Xiu was still a big brother with a lot of background, not the middle-aged man who only knows how to drink and hang dogs every day.
An Ji suddenly asked Chuzheng, "Have you read "The Abyss of Sin" written by me?"
"Seen."
An Ji said: "The protagonist is based on Uncle Fei."
He paused slightly: "Didn't you say you haven't read my book before?"
Chuzheng: "!!!"
Chuzheng was quite calm: "I read it later."
"Is that so..." An Jing didn't think much about it: "Uncle Fei gave me the inspiration at that time. In fact, I wrote another version of that book, do you want to read it?"
"… "
I don't really want to.
But the invitation from the good man card...
It's not good to refuse.
What if the good person card is sad, then I can't have the good person card
So should I watch it or not...
【Look! 】The king can't stand it anymore.
"Look."
"I'll bring it back to you later." An Ji was a little happy: "But I haven't revised that version, so there may be some flaws, so don't dislike it."
"Will not."
After the two finished eating, they drove home.
Going to the downstairs of the community, An Ji asked hesitantly, "Would you like to go to my house? I don't know where I am, so I might need to look for a while..."
So Chuzheng followed An Ji upstairs.
She has come here many times, but this is the first time she has come in.
"Is this house yours?"
"My mother." An Ji said calmly, "I don't know where she got it from."
Chuzheng stopped talking for a while and looked at the room casually.
The furnishings are relatively simple, revealing the taste of the era. It may be that there are more books in Anji. There is also a bookshelf in the living room, which is full of books.
There are also some books scattered on the ground, some spread out, some randomly piled beside them.
"You sit casually, it's a bit messy... I didn't have time to clean it up." An Ji put away the messy things on the table: "Would you like a drink or water?"
"Casual."
An Ji poured a glass of water for Chuzheng, he pointed to the room, and said in a clear and clear voice: "Then I'll look for it, you wait for me for a while."
Chuzheng nodded casually: "Well."
So why should I come back with him and wait for him to find another version.
I don't want to watch it!
I want to go home and lie down!
An Ji didn't know that Chuzheng was going crazy, so she opened the door of the study and went in.
Chuzheng can see the inside from here, and he didn't close the door, so he looked for it on the bookshelf inside.
Chuzheng looked bored for a while and took out her phone.
The notification bar is full of Weibo messages.
It is estimated that there were too many people scolding her, and she was stuck when she clicked in.