Lose 100 million today

An Ji had a headache due to the noise, and she was even more annoyed when facing the people who came to get close to her.

"Sorry, I don't use WeChat." An Ji politely refused.

"ah……"

In this era, no one uses WeChat. Anyone can hear such an obvious rejection.

Everyone looked at each other for a moment, then sat back and did not disturb An Ji again.

An Ji raised his hand to rub his forehead. Just as he was about to tell the bar owner that he was going back first, someone suddenly approached, and then someone put something in front of him.

At this time, most of the people at the table were drunk and talking nonsense, and no one paid attention.

An Ji turned around to see that Chu Zheng had already walked back to her seat and handed the other copy to Yu Han.

"Thank you, You're so kind!"

[Congratulations to the lady for receiving a thank you card × 1]

Chuzheng sat down expressionlessly. If I couldn't swipe my card, would I be nice to you? !

Ah!

The boss is cold and heartless!

An Ji took a look at what was in front of her. It was a bowl of hot porridge with corn and sweet potato kernels in it, giving it a sweet smell.

An Ji couldn't understand why Chuzheng would give him a share.

With two people separated, An Ji couldn't speak, so she could only pick up the spoon and take a few bites.

After the hot porridge went down, An Ji's slightly uncomfortable stomach felt much better.

-

After the meal, the bar owner had already fallen asleep on the table. Everyone just walked out without paying attention to who paid the bill.

Everyone helped the person out.

The bar owner may have been awakened, and pointed at a person: "Um, An Ji, you...can you go back?"

An Ji standing on the other side: "..."

"How about you go back with me?"

"No, I can go back by myself."

"Huh?? Why are you talking to me?" the bar owner asked strangely.

An Ji: "..."

Drunk old men are difficult to deal with. Several people worked together to force the bar owner into the car, and the others dispersed.

"Chu Zheng, I'll go back first." Yu Han and Chu Zheng didn't go along the way, so he waved to her and left with another employee.

Soon only Chuzheng and An Ji were left at the gate.

An Ji didn't notice Chuzheng standing behind him. He pulled his mask up and prepared to go back.

"Together?"

An Ji was startled by the sudden sound. When she turned around, there was still a bit of surprise in her amber eyes.

"Um?"

"I live in the apartment next door to yours." Chuzheng said, "Go back together?"

"Hmm...ok." An Ji responded.

No wonder she came to give him something. I met her outside the community before.

There is no subway at this point, and there are very few cars on the road. The two of them stood on the roadside for more than ten minutes before there was a car.

Standing outside in the empty space, she didn't feel that embarrassed yet. Now that the space had shrunk, An Ji felt that the atmosphere was very depressing.

"Just now...why did you buy me porridge?"

Chuzheng looked down at her phone and said casually, "I see you haven't eaten. Don't you like it?"

"No...it's delicious." The boy shook his head: "Thank you."

Your thank you is not as sincere as Yu Han!

Chuzheng ignored him and looked at her phone intently.

Anji has been writing in seclusion all year round. Although there is no obstacle to this kind of communication, she doesn't talk much.

There is no traffic at night and there is no traffic jam. It takes more than an hour to get there during the day when there is a traffic jam. It only takes half an hour.

After getting off the car, An Ji hesitated and took out her mobile phone: "Can I add my contact information?"

"Don't you have WeChat?"

"..." An Ji was embarrassed and explained: "I... don't really like to meet strangers."

Chuzheng looked at him several times and became friends with Anji.

"Then...good night." An Ji pulled down her mask and smiled at Chuzheng.

She is already good-looking and smiling at her, isn't this life-threatening?

Chuzheng quickly ran away.

Otherwise, the socialist successor will be kicked out of the group chat soon.

Back at the apartment, Chuzheng clicked on An Ji's circle of friends and took a look.

An Ji's name is the word "Ji", and most of the people in their circle of friends reposted and shared it, but Chuzheng didn't see any content related to his book.

Most of them are songs, and some prose poems, or well-written short articles.

There are also some contents written by An Ji himself, but they are all brief.

This circle of friends seems very cultural at first glance.

Chuzheng clicked on the circle of friends in the distance and took a look...

Thirty seconds later, she decisively opened the circle of friends and it was only visible for three days.

The original owner has been posting some random stuff all day long... He's so out of touch! ! This simply insults my image as a noble and cool boss.

-

An Ji was lying on the sofa and accidentally clicked refresh. As a result, the content that was there just now became blank in an instant.

Um?

Anji exited and clicked in again, but the display was still the same.

An Ji stared at the screen of her phone for a while, then put her phone down silently, lay on the sofa, and stared at the lamp above her head in trance.

-

The bar owner sobered up the next day and asked who paid the bill.

As a result, no one stood up.

The bar owner was confused and sent a message to An Ji.

[Jiujiuling: Did you settle the bill last night? ]

[Silent: No. ]

[Jiujiuling:...]

That's weird, why doesn't anyone come out to get it?

There were so many of them yesterday, and the price of the meal was not cheap...

Chu Zheng hid her merit and fame and silently drifted past the bar owner.

Who paid the bill for the last meal has become an unsolved mystery.

-

A certain coffee shop.

Wan Ying looked around like a thief after coming in, and finally went upstairs.

Chuzheng wore a hat and followed Wan Ying in.

Wanying was in the private room upstairs. Chuzheng was lingering at the door of the private room for a while. When she saw a waiter coming up, she immediately pulled her.

"Do me a favor."

Waiter: "??"

-

In the box.

There was a man sitting opposite Wan Ying. He seemed to be about the same age as Wan Ying. He had a decent appearance and was a bit handsome.

"Are you sure she didn't see it?" The man looked unhappy at this time.

"I tested it, she probably didn't see it." Wan Ying said: "If she had seen it, with her temper, she would have gone to Lao Chi long ago. There is no movement now, she must not have seen it."

Knock knock…

Wan Ying was silent, and the man said: "Come in."

The waiter brought the things in, and the two randomly picked a topic to talk about. The waiter put the things away and went to the side to get something.

After the waiter left, Wan Ying immediately said: "Brother Xing, let's be careful when we meet in the future. Don't choose a place like this."

Luo Xing probably thought it made sense: "I understand, Chi didn't doubt you, did he?"

"What can he doubt? Don't worry, Brother Xing." Wan Ying said with a smile: "But, Brother Xing, do you think I'm going to have a baby?"

Luo Xing's expression was a little gloomy: "Do you want to be pregnant with his child?"

"Of course not." Wan Ying stood up, sat in Luo Xing's arms, and said coquettishly: "If I want to get pregnant, I have to get pregnant with you."

"If I have a child, won't he trust me more? And if I give birth to a boy, from now on..."