Never leave the city that never sleeps

Zhuo sat on the flight to South Korea, looking at Writer Jin who was always smiling beside him with a little horror.

This terrible smile has been going on all morning, Writer Kim, won't your teeth be cold?

"We'll arrive in South Korea in an hour!" Writer Jin said enthusiastically, then subconsciously clenched his fists tightly.

"But...why did Writer Jin come to Korea? Mi Er and I will take care of the affairs here." Zhuo asked, feeling

Recalling the last time I returned to Japan, Writer Kim’s declaration that he would never return to Korea for the rest of his life.

"Because um... After all, there is no one to take care of Shizhen personally. If I don't go back to Korea, I still don't feel relieved." Writer Kim replied casually

As he spoke, what came to his mind was Wen Zhenxi's text message, and he blushed unavoidably.

When are we going to kill the BOSS together?

Wen Zhenxi, you are stupid, as long as it is you, I will accompany you anytime.

"Writer Jin, do you have something to hide from me?" Zhuo carefully observed Writer Jin's expression, and then asked with an aggrieved face.

"No!" Writer Jin denied it outright, then reached out and pushed the red glasses frame, and began to forcibly change the subject.

"Zhuo, by the way, you are not too young now, it's time to think about your personal issues."

"..." Zhuo gave Writer Jin a look angrily, then closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Writer Jin suddenly opened his mouth, the smile still on the corner of his mouth.

"You said, if you like someone who doesn't like you, the first question you should consider is how to stop liking her?"

"Huh?" Zhuo opened his eyes, turned around and looked at Writer Jin quietly.

"But, I really can't find a reason not to like her anymore." Writer Jin said with a self-deprecating chuckle.

"So, is it because of that person that you want to go back to Korea this time?" Zhuo heard a clue, and asked along with Writer Jin's words.

"Well, but maybe...fleeing back to Japan soon."

"But does that person know Writer Jin's intentions? Why does Writer Jin obsess over one person?" Zhuo didn't expect that Writer Jin would fall into a vortex of emotions, so he asked impatiently after being surprised.

Writer Jin smiled slightly. I hope that the memory that has been dusty for a long time will no longer be just a secret from now on.

"Many years ago, I was not me. You must not be able to imagine that I didn't even have the courage to speak out loud..." Writer Jin narrated softly, with old images constantly appearing in his mind.

I still remember that she was always alone at that time, until she met Wen Zhenxi.

In that lonely figure, Writer Jin seemed to see another self.

Later, for Wen Zhenxi, she joined the school's radio club, but was late for the first group meeting.I remember that get out of class ended very late that day, and when I ran all the way to the meeting room, the ministers had already started speaking.

Probably in order to establish dignity at the first meeting, a certain minister looked at the bewildered Writer Kim at the door, and walked away with a dark face.

past.

In fact, it's just to be scolded, in fact, it's just to lose face in front of hundreds of people.

Writer Jin had already lowered his head silently, waiting quietly for the other party to punish him regardless of the reason. At this moment, he suddenly heard a cold and calm voice.

"Let's continue the meeting, time is tight." Wen Zhenxi said, and then nodded slightly towards Writer Jin.

Writer Jin can't remember what was said in the conference later, but when he raised his head, he happened to be calm at Wen Zhenxi.

Even the gentle gaze, the absurdly warm heartbeat, but I will never forget it.

I don't know if anyone understands the feeling of being protected by someone I secretly like...

Speaking of this, the corners of Writer Jin's mouth raised unconsciously, and then turned to look at Zhuo who was beside him with wide eyes——

"Well, it seems that you really don't understand!"

Writer Jin curled his lips, regretting that he told Zhuo, a straight man, what he was thinking about.

White eyes.

"But Writer Jin... It's been so long, have you always liked her because of this little thing?" Zhuo was a little dazed, and he couldn't imagine the scene where Writer Jin would be so nervous that he couldn't speak.

"This is just the beginning, forget it, you won't understand the feeling of a crush who is too good."

Writer Jin shook his head and refused to continue chatting with Zhuo.

But I still couldn't help sighing in my heart. I used to work hard to transform myself because of you, but now I can finally raise my head and come to your side.

But there was no possibility of speaking again.

But no matter what the ending is, as long as you are well, I can accept it.

Writer Jin was thinking, when suddenly he heard Zhuo beside him muttering softly.

"Actually, I also want to fall in love, but what can I do? Working next to the president, the people I come into contact with are relatively few, and most of them are enemies."

"I think Sun Marie is pretty good." Writer Jin said casually, but there was a short silence in response to her.

She turned around curiously, and saw Zhuo Leng standing there, his face flushed red.

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In Gallery S on the other side, Li Shizhen looked at Han Jae-wook opposite him with a smile on the corner of his mouth. As expected, he brought a big order that Shizhen couldn't refuse.

"Representative Li, I hope this is a good start for our long-term cooperation." Han Jae-wook said, handing the drafted contract to Li Shizhen.

"President Han really came prepared." Li Shizhen took the contract and put it aside.

"Why, isn't Representative Li going to take a look at the contract?" The expression on Han Zaixu's face changed slightly, but he still sat there motionless, with a gentle smile on his lips.

"Afterwards, it will naturally be handed over to the secretary, and then arrange a meeting to discuss the details." Shizhen said with a smile, and then drank slowly and gracefully. "After all, President Han's orders this time are astonishingly large."

"This is the sincerity of Han's Finance."

"This is the pressure that S Gallery has to consider"

Looking at Li Shizhen who seemed unmoved, Han Zaixu's expression froze slightly, then he stood up quickly and looked at Li Shizhen with a smile.

"It seems that Representative Li needs more time to think about it, so I will leave first."

"Secretary Jin, see off." Li Shizhen also responded with a polite smile, then turned around and walked towards the office on the second floor.

In the office at this time, Mi Er was sitting leisurely on the sofa drinking tea. After seeing Li Shizhen, he stood up and gave a slight greeting.

"Have Writer Kim and Zhuo arrived in Korea yet?" Li Shizhen asked, sitting behind his desk with a calm expression.

"They are on their way to the gallery, and I will try to avoid appearing in front of you in the future." Mi Er said, handing over a thick stack of materials.

"Huh?" Li Shizhen raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Mi Er with some doubts.

"I have always claimed to be your cousin, so I shouldn't appear too often. Representative Li, please pay attention to the people around you." Mi Er's voice was very low, but his face was still expressionless.

"Well, fish will take the bait." Li Shizhen nodded slightly, and a sneer flashed across his delicate face.

"It also depends on how long their lines can be laid." Mi Er echoed, seeming to like this kind of secret communication.

"No matter what, I will accompany them to sing this scene." After Li Shizhen said, he was slightly taken aback, and then looked up at Mi Er burningly. "Mi Er, can you confirm the relationship between all this and the secretary?"

"We can't be sure yet, Wen Zhenxi is a very vigilant person, he doesn't have many friends, and he rarely appears on non-work occasions.

Even driving records will be deleted regularly. "Mi Er replied.

Li Shizhen frowned tightly, and then relaxed it again after hearing the last sentence.

"In the future, there is no need to secretly investigate the secretary, she has nothing to do with this conspiracy." Shizhen said, with a smile on his face.

"Representative Li..." Mi Er tried to say something, but was interrupted by Li Shizhen.

"If I say that I trust the secretary, do you think I'm being arbitrary?" Li Shizhen asked with a hint of meaning in the corner of his mouth.

Unknown smile.

"No, only those who are confident can become the final winner." Mi Er said seriously, but there was a trace of obvious doubt in his eyes.

"Aren't you coaxing your boss?" Li Shizhen smiled slightly when he saw this, and asked softly.

"No." Mi Er shook his head.

"Then are you flattering the boss?" Li Shizhen continued to ask, obviously speeding up his speech.

"No." Mi Er shook his head again.

"Is this really what you really think?" Li Shizhen asked immediately.

"No." Mi Er shook his head quickly, and after realizing that he was exposed, he stood there blushing and glanced innocently.

Li Shizhen who is laughing.

However, the confidence and firmness in the eyes of the person in front of him really resembles that person.

Mi Er chose to remain silent, and then, in Li Shizhen's disgust, accepted the fact that he was not good at lying.

When Mi Er left, facing the empty office, Shizhen's mouth unconsciously overflowed with an imperceptible smile.

If I hadn't seen Wen Zhenxi's driving record back then, I'm afraid I wouldn't have returned to the representative in time.

How could Wen Zhenxi, who was skeptical, make a mistake and let her see that record?

Wen Zhenxi, who seldom attends non-work occasions, unexpectedly agreed to her invitation and spent an evening in such an embarrassing party.

Even if the current self encounters a problem, he will immediately think of asking Wen Zhenxi for advice...

Thinking of this, Li Shizhen finally felt relieved, and began to concentrate on reading the materials sent by Mi Er, but halfway through, his brows became more and more wrinkled.

The content displayed in the information made Li Shizhen feel unable to breathe for a while.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, followed by Writer Jin's joyful voice.

"Shizhen, here we come!"

I saw Writer Jin walking in hurriedly, then handed over a pink envelope with a meaningful expression on his face, then turned around and left.

"Where are you going, Writer Jin?" Li Shizhen asked hastily, hesitating in his heart whether to tell Writer Jin the information in the document.

"I made an appointment to play games, this time, we must fight till dawn!"

Writer Kim said, and then disappeared from Shizhen's sight in a flash.