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Jiang Yanxiu narrowed his eyes, and Lin Lang, who was accompanying him, hurriedly said, "Okay, don't you think about my department. Isn't our Mr. Jiang the most beautiful person? Otherwise, you will be in trouble. Lin Jingxian, your eyes are not good at using it?"

Be good, don't harm the fish. Is it easy for these people to work hard and devote themselves to their lives until they die?

Lin Jingxian reached out and slapped Lin Lang, "I didn't say it, you just flatter me."

"Hey, don't touch me." Anyway, it can be considered indirectly admitting that Mr. Jiang is more handsome than the young brother. Lin Lang sighed relieved, "Go to work, you are so frivolous, what do you mean? Are you three years old?"

"Then you are at most three and a half years old!"

"That's a little older than you, you have to call me brother!"

...

Jiang Yanxiu pinched his eyebrows and finally separated the two Hahas who were biting each other.

He said to Lin Jingxian, "Let's go and follow me to the office."

Although Lin Jingxian came with a playful heart, she still had to listen to the boss's words, otherwise it would be too unreasonable.

She took two steps and turned her head to look at Lin Lang, grinning and making a gesture of wiping her neck.

Lin Lang looked at her indescribable, thinking to himself what kind of devil Jiang Yanxiu is possessed, and he actually likes Lin Jingxian, a mentally retarded child-type severely ill patients with advanced ADHD chatterbox.

Probably...complementary?

Tsk, incredible.

On Monday morning, I was very busy as usual. Even if Jiang Yanxiu wanted to use public interest for personal gain, he had to focus on his work. During this period, he only asked the secretary to serve two cups of coffee.

One cup for yourself, one cup for Lin Jingxian.

When he said a cup of milk and sugar on the phone, Lin Jingxian glanced up at him, bulged her cheeks, and then lowered her head as if nothing had happened.

There was a line of words on his face: I haven't seen each other for so many years, how could he know that her taste was still the same? He thought he was self-righteous.

Jiang Yanxiu seemed to know what she was thinking, so he turned his head and asked, "Don't have milk or sugar?"

"……want."

The slap came too quickly.

……Awkward.

Lin Jingxian's desk was in his office, and it was temporarily moved in. He was placed vertically on his left, a few centimeters shorter than his desk. She sat there, like a little book boy. Fortunately, she was fresh at the moment and didn't say anything. He handed her a stack of product sample pictures, "Familiarize it, this is the first version of the sample pictures around the movie, let's see how it is."

She glanced at the cover, was silent for a moment, squinted her eyes, and suddenly asked, "Can you paint it?"

"Yes. Abandoned manuscript."

Then Lin Jingxian sat there like the elementary school teacher correcting homework, turning page by page, painting from time to time, shaking her head, sighing silently, and holding her forehead. Although she didn't make any noise, it made him unable to calm down.

Maybe it wasn't her quarrel, but his heart wasn't calm enough.

He has been looking forward to this day, how long has he been waiting for? He can't remember what he felt at the beginning.

My heart is empty and I can't hold her hand. When it's late at night, I really want to hear her voice. She is very noisy and never sleeps peacefully. Sometimes I kick him hard in the middle of the night and shake him to wake him up. I asked, "Did I kick you?" He couldn't sleep anymore, and she slept peacefully again.

Especially hateful.

Later, even such a scene began to miss it.

The coffee was delivered in. The little secretary respectfully put the coffee on their tables and handed it to Lin Jingxian. She said "Thank you" and asked in a low voice, "Is Zhou Qi... your company?"

The young secretary Yu Guang glanced at the president and whispered, "Yes, Zhou Qi is the first-line painter in the Wenpai Room. It seems that he is here today."

The company has a lot of writers and painters, which belong to Lin Lang's creative department. Usually, you don't have to sit on duty. When you need it, you can come to a meeting to listen to the plan and submit the manuscript on time, unless you are arrested and locked up in a small dark room. However, if there are important projects, the person who needs to submit the manuscript will come to work by himself, and there is a special studio here.

Not long after Zhou Qi came, he had his own studio before. Because of his great reputation, Lin Lang went to discuss it himself when he signed the company, and signed the entire studio. Zhou Qi, a man with a big temper, had a very arrogant attitude, and was always very upright.

Lin Jingxian narrowed her eyes and suddenly felt a little stuttered, feeling so nauseous that she was about to vomit.

It’s really a meeting between mountains and rivers, and the enemy is a small world.

Lin Jingxian can still recall Zhou Qi's hypocritical face.

When she was in school, she chased her and stood at the party with her broken guitar in her arms and played the disgusting love songs that were so naughty that she wrote. Who hadn't written a few sour poems when she was young? She didn't think anything about it. At the end, he wanted to add a sentence in the snake, "This song is dedicated to my dear Miss Lin. I love you, and I'm waiting for you to open your arms for me."

The whole audience started to make a fuss. Such things are called romance when they like each other, and unrequited love can only be called harassment, or the harassment that is unpleasant.

Lin Jingxian stood down with her waist on her back at that time, watching the audience burst into laughter and clamor, and she wanted to twist his head off.

Are you sick?

Has she ever said she didn't like him?

What kind of magical species is this? I can’t understand human words yet!

The two of them are in the same class and often have intersections. Zhou Qi is very slick and the greasy feeling of a veteran in love is overwhelming. Lin Jingxian is not afraid of him, so he self-righteously uses his trick of flirting girls, such as giving flowers and fruits. He pretended to have met by chance, and he used all thirty-six strategies. In the end, Lin Jingxian disliked him a little more and had no other thoughts.

This is not weird.

The strange thing is that at first he was very confident that it was Lin Jingxian who wanted to get, but later he thought that he finally realized the reality, but Lin Jingxian didn't like him, so he finally gave up.

Give up, give up.

Although she might be a little embarrassed to refuse to give him a chance, she asked herself that she was decisive and polite throughout the whole process and did not show any disrespect or humiliation to him.

But he turned around and told people that Lin Jingxian was very well-pretentious.

A white lotus.

He pretends to be like a white and rich beauty all day long. In fact, who knows that he picks up and drops off luxury cars every day, and eats all brand-name goods. He doesn’t have a few decent friends, so he might be a canary for any coal boss!

His eyes drifted to the sky, and he didn't recognize himself clearly.

There were indeed many rumors during that time, but most of them were gossip. The truth was not clear, and everyone was unable to resist the gossip. The spread of the news changed, and it seemed that it was really the case.

She should go to his grandma! How could she be so nervous about her temper? Later, she directly pressed him into an empty classroom and beat him up, warning him to make a fool of himself and knocked him on the teeth. A man, like a tongue-in-law, was 1,180 meters tall, and was rubbed by Lin Jingxian on the ground. A joke, she taught Lin Yufan's Taekwondo step by step.

Finally, I heard him say sorry, and I let him go for the time being.

Because it was too embarrassing, Lin Jingxian never told anyone about that.

Zhou Qi probably never said that, he was more embarrassing than her anyway.

Later, after graduation, Lin Jingxian went to Jiang Yanxiu for sex. Zhou Qi was square, round, long and short, and nothing to do with her.

But probably because of the narrow road of enemies, the work was plagiarized, and she was trapped in Istanbul and couldn't come back. She couldn't solve it immediately. Miss Zhao could only do it. At that time, she was trapped by the old man and the old lady, and she was exhausted when she was pregnant, so she could do it. She watched others become rampant in front of her.

At that time, she thought it would be better not to fall into her hands, as she is a villain who will definitely revenge.

No one who provokes her will have any good results.

When she had the heart to investigate this matter, she found that it was ridiculous.

The one who took her manuscript to continue writing turned out to be Zhou Qi.

No wonder she felt that the sequel was greasy and show-off, which was really in line with his character image.

She thought hard, and asked some people about it and finally thought of something, and then went to check it out.

She had attended a class reunion before going to Turkey. Zhou Qi was there, but she didn't pay attention. She ate and drank there and chatted with people in the same dormitory. Her U-dish was hung in her key bag and she was torn to pieces by someone. It happened that Zhou Qi picked it up.

Her name is engraved on the U disk! She doesn't believe that Zhou Qi didn't mean it.

Maybe it was because she had resented him?

It took her a lot of effort to transfer the surveillance information of the hotel. She didn't see it very clearly, but she could be sure that Zhou Qi picked it up on the initiative, looked at it with the USB flash drive for a while, and then put it in her pocket.

Zhou Qi has always been an illustrator to the outside world, with a unique style and a bit talented, but he is really not very good.

He published Lin Jingxian's work under the pseudonym "Buzhoushan", which is a genius writer with great speculation. He has only one work under his name so far. He said that he is creating the second part and has done a lot of preparations in the early stage, hoping to carefully polish it. I guess he will be able to make a gimmick of ten years of hard work.

It's really good, just writing a book, why are there so many plays?

She returned to China four years ago, and it was harder to meet Zhou Qi than to reach the sky. This grandson heard that she was looking for him and hid it tightly. He bit her to death and said that she was slandering people and slandering her. She went to consult a lawyer. It was too long and she could not provide valid evidence here. She could completely shirk her. She had no chance of winning a lawsuit.

Lin Jingxian remembered him for a long time. I have to say that he is really a very "excellent" suitor. She has always forgotten unimportant people and things very quickly. She can't remember her name even if her college roommates don't contact her frequently.

She remembers Zhou Qi clearly and clearly, and still remembers gritting her teeth.

Really OK.

She has returned to China completely this time, and the possibility of going out in the future is not high. She just happened to be in her hands again...

God's will!

Lin Jingxian narrowed her eyes. It’s really a good cycle of reincarnation. Who will the heaven bypass?

"Can you help me arrange it? I want to meet him as soon as I see him. Just say, the president's special assistant wants to meet him." Lin Jingxian smiled maliciously.

The secretary was beaten by Qin Cheng early on, and then the company said that the president was particularly concerned about the new girl, so she dared not be negligent, so she quickly responded, "Okay, I'll contact the Wenhui Room now."

"Thank you!"

"Linte helps you."

The little secretary went out tremblingly with the president's thoughtful and slightly puzzled look, and wrote it straight on the notebook Qin Cheng gave her: Add more milk and more sugar in coffee.

Then he called the Wenhui room and Zhou Qi brought two assistants, one responsible for sorting out materials and the other responsible for taking care of life. The treatment was comparable to the president.

His assistant answered the phone.
To be continued...