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After the meeting, Wen Zhenghe followed Zhong Ji in step.

Zhong Ji entered the office, Wen Zhenghe also followed, Zhong Ji made coffee, Wen Zhenghe leaned against the wall and chatted nonsense with him, Zhong Ji sat on the office chair to read documents, Wen Zhenghe asked several times, "Are you looking at our marketing Group files?"...

Zhong Ji couldn't bear it anymore, "Group Leader Wen, what's the matter?"

Wen Zhenghe picked out a cup from the tea room with a smile on his face, and mixed milk and sugar according to his favorite ratio.

Zhong Ji looked at the person opposite and took two sips, and suddenly lost interest in his favorite milk coffee.

Some people, although they are not ugly in appearance, they still look like dogs when they take a serious taste, but they just don't eat like that.

He stared at the sky outside the glass, and from the corner of his vision, he could still see dozens of buildings, which were almost the same as the grandeur of Zhong's headquarters.

Why did Wen Zhenghe's illness from the dog skin plaster suddenly flare up?

Xin Chen, when will he come back...

Finally, Xin Chen pushed open the office door when night fell, and Wen Zhenghe had already dozed twice on Zhongji's sofa, so don't be too energetic now.

"Are you here?" Zhong Ji only raised his eyelids, and quickly moved his gaze back to the document.

Xin Chen gave a "hmm", glanced at Wen Zhenghe, and walked straight to Zhong Ji's desk.

Wen Zhenghe was only superficially friendly, but in his heart he gave Xin Chen a lot of eyes.

Hey, what are you pretending to be, he heard that bastard with his own ears, when their young master was not in a good state of mind, he still leisurely attended some kind of banquet...

When Wen Zhenghe first met Zhong Ji, their young master was only as high as his waistline, but he was full of nobility, and his aura was stronger than any rich man he had ever seen. He felt that he was a difficult person to get along with. child.

The more I got in touch with, the more I discovered that the nobility of their young master is not just a superficial arrogance, nor is it a illusory phantom accumulated by money and status.

No matter how troubled Zhong Ji was, Wen Zhenghe didn't feel that the man had lost his noble status and bearing.

Because this was the first noble young master who caught his eye, no matter who did something wrong to their young master, he would not easily forgive that bastard.

For example, the person in front of him is also the lover of their young master.

Speaking of Xin Chen, it is necessary to spend some time talking.

He was also a noble young master, far from his own young master. When we first met, people felt that the child was kind and approachable, but after getting along for a long time, we could see through the cold indifference emanating from his bones.

In Xin Chen's eyes, this world does not exist.

This is what Wen Zhenghe concluded after knowing Xin Chen for many years.

After the Creator destroys something, he will create a corresponding substitute.

In Xin Chen's eyes, their young master replaced the whole world.

Sometimes when I think about it, Xin Chen is quite obsessed. He has everything that everyone yearns for, and after becoming the person that all young talents yearn for, he doesn't even have the slightest desire for material things. All his thoughts are concentrated in one place. In a person, every day and every night, he lives for that person.

...Wen Zhenghe always thought so, but today's Xin Chen made him feel unhappy.

Xin Chen who doesn't care enough about their young master has no soul.

"Didn't I ask you to stay at home for a few more days?" Zhong Ji put the pen on his right hand and touched the cup subconsciously to cover up his inappropriate words.

Xin Chen saw the movement of the clock at a glance, and saw that there was less than two centimeters of coffee under the cup, "I'll make coffee first." Xin Chen picked up the cup and turned to enter the tea room.

Zhong Ji watched the man's back disappear without hesitation, and turned to Wen Zhenghe: "He's here, can you go?"

Wen Zhenghe smiled warmly: "It doesn't seem to have anything to do with it, does it?"

"You stay here with me and keep talking nonsense, isn't it to replace Xin Chen and accompany me to work?" That's why Zhong Ji was able to bear him for so long, because this person cared about him.

Wen Zhenghe shook his head and smiled, "Master, you really think too much."

Zhong Ji was silent for a moment, then picked up the pen again, and circled the document twice.

"This plan, take it back and renovate it, and then come to me." Zhong Ji raised his hand, and the movement of throwing out a stack of documents was very smooth. With a soft "click", the documents landed on the side of the desk close to Wen Zhenghe.

The corners of Wen Zhenghe's eyes twitched, he glanced at which document it was, and felt even more depressed: "There's no need to treat your own people like this?"

Zhong Ji raised his eyebrows: "You think I'm avenging myself?"

"..." Isn't it?Besides, he didn't do these unnecessary things for this wayward young master.

Really thankless.

Wen Zhenghe glanced at the tea room several times, "Are we on our own?"

"Of course." Zhong Jiquan pretended not to see Wen Zhenghe's hint.

Wen Zhenghe was angry: "I've never seen you protect your weaknesses so much!"

"Is there?" The doubt on Zhong Ji's face was not feigned, he really didn't follow Wen Zhenghe's train of thought.

It was only then that Wen Zhenghe noticed that their young master had always felt that he wanted to accompany and comfort him. In fact, he just wanted to know what that boy Xin Chen was thinking, so that he could accompany and comfort his young master by the way.

"Forget it... I'll go back first." Wen Zhenghe reluctantly picked up the stack of documents from the desk, raised his hand, "Don't drink too much coffee, you're going to sleep too."

Zhong Ji paused with his hand when he opened another document, seemingly casually, but nodded solemnly.

Only then did Wen Zhenghe feel relieved, and turned back to his office—it was next door, with a straight line distance of no more than ten meters, and there was no security door or identity verification system installed in the middle.

After Wen Zhenghe left, Xin Chen also left the tea room with a pot of coffee.

"He's gone?" Xin Chen glanced at the closed door of the office.

Zhong Ji nodded: "I don't know what I'm doing, I follow me as soon as the meeting is over, it's scary like an idiot."

Xin Chen was slightly startled, it wasn't just a word that touched his nerves, but he quietly recovered after a while, saying: "He is concerned about you."

"Of course I know that, despite his wretched smile, he is still very righteous." Zhong Ji said without raising his head.

As usual, Xin Chen served Zhong Ji a cup of coffee, then sat quietly in front of the sofa, dealt with it when he had something to do, and read the books on the shelf next to him when he was free, mostly about corporate history and marketing strategies.

Although the two have very different personalities and preferences, they also have different emotions for paper books. No matter how diverse things are on Starnet, they still prefer to hold a book instead of fiddle with the floating projection screen.

As long as Zhong Ji read the documents, Xin Chen read the idle books for a long time, leaving only the sound of pages being turned in the room.

The lights in the house are automatically adjusted to the most suitable brightness as night falls.

Suddenly, Zhong Ji sensed someone approaching, the person knocked on the door three times and then stopped, Zhong Ji raised his voice, "Please come in."

Xin Chen also looked up at the door. After the door was pushed open, it was Bai Qianjun who came in... and it was Bai Qianjun who was holding two boxes of desserts.

For a moment, Zhong Ji thought about a certain possibility, and overturned it himself.

Well, he definitely thought too much, how could Bai Qianjun give him a "gift"?

The same unbelievable Xin Shen asked, "Team Leader Bai, are you...?"

Bai Qianjun was also taken aback when he saw the second person in the room, and quickly returned to normal. He went straight to the desk, without looking at Xin Chen who was on the sofa, put the dessert box on the desk lightly, and said calmly: "What are you doing today?" Didn't have dinner tonight."

Zhong Ji froze for a moment, and responded stiffly, even smiling unnaturally.

God, what happened?Bai Qianjun gave him dessert?Bai Qianjun is still concerned that he didn't eat tonight?Bai Qianjun even ignored Xin Chen who had a good relationship with him in the past?