After hanging up the phone, Cen Sen was silent for a while.
Just when Zhou Jiaheng came to deliver the documents, Cen Sen paused suddenly, raised his eyes and asked, "When a man likes a woman's Moments and compliments her on her cute photos, is he just pursuing her?"
Zhou Jiaheng was full of work, so he was caught off guard by such a question and didn't react for several seconds.
After he reacted, he was thinking again: Is Mr. Cen implying something or is it a metaphor? Or is there some difficult situation in the relationship that requires him, the chief assistant, to take the initiative to share his worries and relieve his labors
In less than ten seconds, Zhou Jiaheng had already considered a decent answer.
But Cen Sen seemed to see that his thinking was wrong, so he quickly looked away, and said before he spoke, "Don't think too much, I'll just ask."
"..."
I've thought too much about it.
Cen Sen: "You go out first."
Zhou Jiaheng paused for a while, then turned around and walked out with a little nod, feeling a little more puzzled and apprehensive in his heart.
He has followed Cen Sen for many years and knows Cen Sen's temperament very well. Whatever Cen Sen wants to do, he can always understand it immediately and deal with it properly.
It's just that Cen Sen seldom mentioned personal emotional issues, and he was a little confused about today's attitude.
It wasn't just Zhou Jiaheng who couldn't figure it out, Cen Sen himself couldn't figure it out.
The office was silent, he took off his glasses and leaned back, rubbing his browbones subconsciously.
In terms of feelings, he has never been indifferent, he can't say that he knows women very well, and he has never had a strong like or dislike for the person he is in contact with, at most he only stays at the point of admiration.
As for Ji Mingshu, since he was a student, he has had many bad habits that he doesn't appreciate.
Zhang Yang escapes, superficial and vain, arrogant and domineering, and extremely self-centered.
When Ji Mingshu provoked him childishly, he once felt that this girl was useless except for her face.
Fortunately, there are not many intersections between the two, especially after graduating from high school.
It's just that every time he went back to Nanqiao Hutong, he would passively hear some news about Ji Mingshu from the Cen family.
For example, what university did she get into, what gift did she send back from abroad, how beautiful she looks now, and which family's boys are pursuing her.
There were also a few informal encounters, but they were all just glances and no words were spoken.
It wasn't until the 100th anniversary of the attached high school, when the students organized a party, that he officially reunited with Ji Mingshu.
He and Ji Mingshu are not at the same level, so it stands to reason that they shouldn't meet at parties, but gatherings after adulthood are not as pure and simple as recounting the friendship between classmates, but just to gain a name for the exchange of contacts and resources in the circle.
To be more realistic, useless people have long been excluded from the category of "classmates".
Strange to say, Cen Sen still remembers that Ji Mingshu wore a silver-green suspender dress that night.
The style of that skirt is simple and elegant, but the pleats of the skirt are exquisite and complicated. During the movement, the fine folds sway like water waves.
There is also an extremely thin belt of the same color around the waist, which makes the waist so full that it seems that it cannot be grasped.
When Ji Mingshu arrived, Cen Sen had already drunk a lot.
He was consciously sober, but for a moment when he saw her, he mistakenly thought that he was quite drunk.
Ji Mingshu's two uncles, one is in business and the other is in politics, they both desperately need the help of capable in-laws.
At that time, Cen Sen happened to know that they had secretly found a marriage partner for Ji Mingshu.
The person they are looking for to marry is the Su family, which started from textiles in the south of the Yangtze River. The Su family has developed in the north for several years, and has made great achievements in both politics and business. Unlimited.
The youngest son of the Su family, Cen Sen, also knows him. He is a good businessman and a talented person. He is the key training target of this generation of the Su family. It's just that he is not very clean in his private life, he eats both men and women, and he does not taboo meat or vegetables.
Thinking of this, and looking at the bright eyes and bright teeth in front of him, Cen Sen felt a little regretful in his heart.
It may be that he had vague thoughts from the beginning of regret, that's why when Ji Mingshu accidentally drank cooking wine, he came forward to take her away.
In fact, Cen Sen originally wanted to send Ji Mingshu to the hospital, but within a few minutes of sitting obediently, Ji Mingshu climbed onto him, straddled him face to face, rubbed his face, and scolded him.
They scolded him for adoring foreigners, scolding him for having bad eyesight and falling in love with a little white lotus like Li Wenyin, and then scolding him upside down for not breaking up with Li Wenyin, and for such non-recyclable garbage, they should be locked up tightly and no one will be let go. .
He drank a lot at night, and left early in order to take this unscrupulous woman, and was coaxed to drink a glass of whiskey without ice, and he was already not sober.
I didn't have time to think about it for a while, why did this woman have so much resentment, after a few years reunion, she still remembered to scold him head-on and face-to-face.
But just after scolding, Ji Mingshu took the initiative to kiss him again, from his lips all the way to his Adam's apple, like a lazy kitten, licking him lightly every now and then, with a sweet voice, and cursing was like being coquettish.
Cen Sen is not Liu Xiahui, who can sit still, so naturally he can't stand such lively teasing.
For a few seconds, he wondered if this was some trick of the Ji family to deliberately lure him into the bait. But the nephrite jade was warm and fragrant in his arms, so he actually felt that there was nothing wrong with taking the hook.
It just so happened that he lacked such an exquisite vase as a decoration.
The memory came to an abrupt end the moment he walked into the hotel suite. Cen Sen opened his eyes, rubbed his browbones, and reopened the file on the desk.
He may have been too tired recently, but because of that child Pei Xiyan's words, he would think wildly.
Ji Mingshu is his wife, so it's normal to say she's pretty and cute, but there's no question of chasing her or not, liking her or not.
Ridiculous.
But not long after, he stopped writing again, picked up his phone and sent Ji Mingshu a message.
Cen Sen: [When will today's recording end? Just on the way, I can come and pick you up.]
When Ji Mingshu saw this news, he was already exhausted like a salted fish.
Running decoration is a physical labor, and even ordinary people find it hard, let alone a spoiled young lady like Ji Mingshu.
She leaned listlessly by the window, and called Cen Sen, with a weak voice, "I just saw your message, I finished recording, I'm so tired, I'd better go back by myself."
Cen Sen: "I'm already here."
Ji Mingshu subconsciously looked out the window.
At the corner of the parking lot in the community, there is a familiar car with double flashing lights.
Just at this moment, the staff finished packing up the equipment and greeted her, "Mr. Ji, let's go? The car is already here."
She covered the phone and turned around, "Oh, no need, my husband is here to pick me up."
"Ah? Teacher Ji, are you married?"
"I can't see it at all."
The staff were all surprised that she was married.
In fact, if amateurs participate in the recording, the program team will do some background checks in advance, but Ji Mingshu is the person recommended by Meng Xiaowei, and the father of the gold master has vetoed her and Li Che's plan to fire CP, and also listed her as a key shooting subject. The program team didn't spend too much energy on her rimmed vase.
In addition, Ji Mingshu didn't have the habit of wearing a wedding ring, and he was fashionable and young, so no one thought about getting married. So the simple marital status has become a blind spot in the dark.
Ji Mingshu didn't have time to explain these things to them, so he dealt with them casually, went to the bathroom to tidy up his makeup, and ran downstairs impatiently.
She walked in high heels for a day, and her legs were already on the verge of trembling. As soon as she got in the car, she bent over and rubbed her calves, yelling "oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" hear.
Cen Sen put down the document and wrote casually: "You can wear flat shoes."
"?"
"What do you know? High heels are the last thing a woman insists on! Even if I die, I won't wear flat shoes to participate in the recording!"
"..."
Cen Sen said "Oh" coldly, and continued to read the document.
oh
oh?
oh? ?
Ji Mingshu stared at him for ten seconds in disbelief. Seeing that he was so calm and relaxed, and that he was so tired that his limbs became weak and hemiplegic, he was so angry!
She suddenly turned sideways, one leg and two legs, quickly and neatly put them on Cen Sen's body.
"I'm in pain, rub it for me."
She spoke with confidence, and Cen Sen turned to look at her, unable to tell whether she was being coquettish or ordering.
After Ji Mingshu finished speaking, he ignored him rascally, and played with his mobile phone on his own.
Cen Sen lowered his eyes and looked at her legs for a while, but there was no movement for a while.
"I hurt! Pain, pain, pain!"
Ji Mingshu moved twice to urge him, and there was a coquettishness in his tone that he didn't realize.
Cen Sen's heart moved slightly, he didn't know what he was thinking, but he really slowly rolled up his sleeves, and gently squeezed her calf with his hands.
"..."
Really
Ji Mingshu shrank subconsciously.
In fact, she just wanted to torture this dog man for a while, but she didn't know that this dog man was so talkative today.
Fortunately, she is very good at accepting other people's kindness to her, and soon relaxed and nestled in the seat with peace of mind, enjoying the exclusive services of tens of thousands per second.
It's a pity that Cen Sen didn't brag about such a rare thing as pinching his leg.
Ji Mingshu opened WeChat, thinking about how to post to Moments less artificially.
Suddenly the phone vibrated, and Gu Kaiyang sent a message.
Gu Kaiyang: [Ah, sister, hold on!]
Gu Kaiyang: [Li Wenyin's interview is out!]
Gu Kaiyang: [Let me show you the main point, I have never seen such a brazen person before! ! !]
Ji Mingshu: [?]
Gu Kaiyang sent a screenshot of Zhang Biaohong's interview.
From the thumbnail, you can see the six characters of "Li Wenyin's Interview Draft" in the title. Ji Mingshu's heart skipped a beat, he clicked on it, and quickly grasped the key point—
Li Wenyin: "I think it should be the dream of every literary worker to make a movie about what I wrote. The story I wrote is very... How should I put it, it is very special and cannot be copied."
…
Li Wenyin: "Yes, in fact, many people know that this story has a prototype. The prototype is me and my first love. I also wrote an article "My first love got married" on Weibo before. I thought about it so much, and I never thought that it would be reposted in large numbers, but because I was afraid of causing trouble to him, I chose to delete it."
…
Li Wenyin: "I want to make this movie because I don't want to disturb him, but I just want to say that people don't know how to cherish when they are young, they are childish and reckless, maybe because of my childish recklessness, I have lost him forever, But in another sense, we also had the best years of each other."
…
Li Wenyin: "Yes, this story is very important and meaningful to me, so I will try my best to present it in its most perfect form. I also hope that when it appears on the big screen, everyone can enjoy it. Therefore, recalling my youth and recalling my most irreproducible time, this is also my most sincere wish to him."
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wish
What nonsense, does this little Bailian dare to say it in front of her? If she doesn't confuse this little Bailian with a pooping face, her surname is not Ji! ! !
Ji Mingshu couldn't control the evil spirit in his body, and his legs twitched suddenly.
Seeing this, Cen Sen raised his eyes and glanced at her, "What's wrong?"
Ji Mingshu's little flame of anger had already burned to his internal organs, and he felt that he could spit out the mysterious fire with his mouth. She endured and endured, choked up the blood in her heart and said as if nothing had happened, "It's okay."
Dignified and virtuous, I must not be angry! ! !