For the next two days, Fang Jing dragged Cen Jiu around Haicheng under the sun. On Saturday, he finally waited for Master Zhang Yue to fly to Haicheng.

Fang Jing happily ran to the airport with Cen Jiu to pick up the plane, but the plane was delayed and the two of them waited from morning to afternoon.

Fang Jing was so hungry that his stomach growled, he patted Cen Jiu on the shoulder, Cen Jiu squatted slightly, Fang Jing rested his chin on his shoulder, and said weakly: "I'm so hungry, I'm starving to death."

Cen Jiu looked at him expressionlessly: "I told you to go to dinner but you didn't go."

Fang Jing became furious: "How did I know there would be such a long delay? The battery of the mobile phone is so unusable."

Because waiting for others to be idle and bored, Fang Jing played games on his mobile phone. After his mobile phone ran out of power and automatically shut down, he played with Cen Jiu again. Cen Jiu's mobile phone battery was also exhausted and he was afraid of missing Zhang Yue's flight, so he could only keep watch. In the exit hall, always pay attention to the flight information, and then a tragedy happened.

Zhang Yue looked at it funny, and felt that since Fang Jing resigned, his personality was much more cheerful than that of his college days, so he couldn't help laughing and said, "You've been a big hit lately. It's so cool to have so many beauties around you begging for an interview."

The most taciturn youngest in their dormitory back then is now the most beautiful one.

"Hey, don't mention it." Fang Jing rubbed his nose. At that time, he was just thinking about it for a while. After going home and watching the replay, the more he watched, the more he felt that he was a well. Also very proud.

"Hahaha." Zhang Yue laughed boldly, and walked out together with Fang Jing hooked shoulders and backs like he used to do when he was a student. Unexpectedly, the surrounding temperature dropped several degrees immediately, and he shivered several times in a row.

It's so strange, even though it's summer, he actually feels the cold air, and it's as if someone cut his back with a knife.

Cen Jiu stepped forward with long legs, pushed the two of them away inadvertently, replaced Zhang Yue, and said, "Have a taxi or take a bus?"

His indifferent face was tense, staring at Zhang Yue's eyes and flying knives out.

To hook up with his boyfriend in front of his face, treat him as a dead person?Annoyed him, killing and silence without discussion.

As the secret guard of Daqi, he has one hundred and one ways to make people disappear without a sound, even a small fingernail can't be found.

Zhang Yue's eyes glanced at the young man who had been looking at knives since he saw him, and then at Fang Jing, who was like a normal person, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

This was not the first time he met Cen Jiu. When he visited the fishing village last year, it was this young man who helped with odd jobs on the boat. At that time, he was very impressed with this indifferent young man. There has been a faint guess about the relationship between him, and now it is just more proof that he is not wrong.

This young man who appeared out of nowhere seemed to have that kind of relationship with the youngest in their dormitory.

Cen Jiu turned back with a cold look, what are you looking at?Have you ever seen someone who likes a man?

Fang Jing didn't respond to the violent psychological conflict between the two, and happily ran to the service desk to buy a bus back to the city.

At a young age, a barrister with an annual salary of seven figures, under the scorching sun, carried a small suitcase and squeezed into the bus with Fang Jing without complaint, and didn't feel that he was being slighted at all.

Back at Fang Jing's business hotel, Zhang Yue glanced at the room with a big bed, but Fang Jing arrived in Jingcheng as early as Thursday, so these two people have shared the same bed for the past few days?

Zhang Yue glanced at the tall and thin Cen Jiu, then at Fang Jing who thought he was smart but was stupid, and frowned.

As soon as Fang Jing entered the room, he turned on the air conditioner, lifted the hem of his clothes and kept blowing it towards the air outlet. His body, which was almost oily from the scorching sun, finally felt cooler.Seeing him, Cen Jiu didn't wait for him to react, stepped forward, pulled Fang Jing's clothes down, and said coldly, "Put on your clothes."

"..." Fang Jing looked confused.

Damn, this boyfriend is really getting more and more like a housekeeper, taking care of things and everything every day.

He just wanted to cool off because it was too hot, and there were no outsiders.

Fang Jing's complaints in his heart almost turned into substance, and he poked at Cen Jiu.

Cen Jiu was unmoved, as far as Fang Jing was concerned, other than himself, everyone else in this world was outsiders.

His determination was not as strong as Cen Jiu's, and his eyes were not as big as Cen Jiu's. After staring for a long time, Fang Jing's eyes were so sore that tears almost flowed down his face, so he withdrew his gaze and said bitterly, "Got it."

Cen Jiu glanced at the two of them, knowing that they had something serious to discuss, and said, "I'll order dinner."

After all, push open the door and go out.

Zhang Yue was stunned and stayed for a long time before pointing to the closed door and saying, "You two are...together?"

"Yeah." Fang Jing nodded sadly: "At first I thought it was a cute little fresh meat, but later I found out that it was a strict housekeeper. I'm going to have a hard time."

After Zhang Yue heard this, he couldn't help laughing, and complained mercilessly: "I think you are enjoying it, very happy."

Fang Jing himself also became happy, rubbing his chin and thinking, isn't he enjoying it? Ever since his family suffered a sudden change, he was only 17 years old under the pressure, and grew up rapidly from a young master who didn't understand the sufferings of the world. As the pillar of the family, I have to make up my own mind about everything. I haven't tried this feeling of being controlled by others for many years. Now being controlled by Cen Jiu, it feels pretty good.

Does he really have the potential to shake m?

Fang Jing was shocked by the inexplicable thought that came to him immediately, shook his head, and threw this shocking thought out of his mind.

Zhang Yue watched the change of expression on his face with interest, and joked: "It seems that I have hit the mark."

Fang Jing was very smart not to talk to the barrister—he must have said that he was no match for a well-known barrister in China, so he changed the subject very bluntly: "What do you think of what I told you last time? "

Zhang Yue also tactfully turned to the topic, took out a thick document from his briefcase, and handed it to Fang Jing.

"Let's take a look first. If there is anything that needs to be modified, we will discuss it in detail. I have to go to Jiangcheng to collect evidence tomorrow. I don't have much time. I have to catch the latest flight back."

Fang Jing glanced at him sympathetically, such an intensive itinerary, under the pressure of high salary, is indeed not a work intensity that ordinary people can adapt to.

He took the thick stack of documents, and twisted the corner of his mouth: "Are you sure this is just a contract?"

Oh my god, one, two, three, four... a total of fifty pages!

He really just wants to sign a simple employment contract. He pays for the skeleton and contributes to Professor Yu's forensic sculpture laboratory. He really doesn't want to formulate any national laws and regulations, okay?

Fang Jing opened the contract and only read the first page. All kinds of eloquent and complicated proper noun rights and interests surrounded his eyes and made him feel dizzy.

"Brother." He handed the contract to Zhang Yue and looked at him eagerly, "Can you explain it concisely in Mandarin?"

He can recognize the first word on the contract, why is it so difficult to understand the meaning together?Obviously he is also a high-achieving student of Haida University.

At this moment, Fang Jing deeply felt that his four years in college were wasted, and he couldn't be more frustrated.

Zhang Yue: "..."

Doesn't he write in Chinese?The equally frustrated barrister couldn't help but began to deny himself.

The two stared at each other, but in the end Zhang Yue was the first to lose the battle. With a clear cough, he was about to explain the contract from the beginning to the end in an easy-to-understand public rhetoric, when there was a light knock on the door, and there was a burst of noise. The smell of food came over.

Cen Jiu seemed to be juggling, with his head, arms, and hands combined to hold a total of seven large and small plates, and he kicked open the door very ungentlely and walked in.

Zhang Yue couldn't help but glance at Fang Jing: Are you sure this guy is your boyfriend, not a juggler.

Fang Jing chuckled, thinking what juggling is, his boyfriend is a master of martial arts, the kind who knows internal skills, he can tap acupuncture points and send hidden weapons, he can turn grass and trees into knives, and wind into swords!

Smelling the aroma of rice, Fang Jing immediately threw the contract aside, jumped over in two or three steps, and hurriedly helped Cen Jiu put the plate on the coffee table next.

"Where did you buy this meal? Did you bring a plate for takeaway?" Fang Jing said, turning his head to greet Zhang Yue, "Have you eaten yet? If you don't come over to eat some, there is no food for this restaurant."

It's two o'clock in the afternoon, and everyone has to take a lunch break.

The corners of Zhang Yue's brows couldn't help but twitch, the plane was late, and he just got off the plane, where should he eat?

"The canteen behind the hotel, the proprietress is very nice." Cen Jiu explained, and gave the chopsticks to the two of them.

The owner of the canteen behind the hotel is a young girl in her twenties. When she saw Cen Jiu for the first time, her eyes wanted to poke him.

Fang Jing hummed twice, and started to eat sullenly.

Dare to provoke bees and butterflies, and then settle accounts with him when you are full!

Zhang Yue is not hypocritical, and he doesn't feel that he has any complaints about running all the way to eat a boxed lunch in his own identity.

I haven't seen the big boss across the street whose net worth has already reached nine figures, who takes the bus and subway to live in a business hotel and eats box lunches like him!In comparison, he is not at a disadvantage.

"Is Xiao Ze okay with you?" Zhang Yue took a bite of fried pork with green peppers, and thought the taste was not bad. It tasted like the stir-fry in the fast food restaurant behind the Fifth Canteen when he was in college. , I am filled with emotion.

I think he was also a young man back then, and he got up in the middle of the night to climb the fence and run downstairs in the girls' dormitory to sing and set up candles to confess.

Fang Jing didn't know that it was only a matter of a bite of food, and the thoughts of the successful person opposite Mr. Zhang Yue had already traveled back for several years, back to the ignorant and green university days.

"Very good. Although he is a bit taciturn, he is stable and reliable. He is a rare good companion."

Zhang Yue smiled, noticing that Fang Jing used the words companions rather than employees, and did not point it out. He took out an invitation card from his briefcase, handed it to Fang Jing and said, "I'm getting married, and I'll introduce your sister-in-law to me when I have time." you know."

Fang Jing was shocked: "You are actually wanted by someone?! I thought you would become a monk sooner or later, and I planned to build a temple for you on the mountain behind our house, and let you move there to take care of yourself when you are old."

"What are you talking about!" Zhang Yue's face sank, and the invitation flew over with a "swoosh", making a gesture to shoot Fang Jing, but he was so far away that the invitation and his hand were stopped by a chopstick.

Cen Jiu's chopsticks were slightly horizontal, hitting the invitation card impartially, and Zhang Yue felt as if he had hit a wall, unable to advance or retreat.

Although it was to protect Fang Jing, the youngest, this brother-in-law was still too annoying!

"Speak well, don't move!" Cen Jiu's indifferent Jun was expressionless.

Fang Jing laughed loudly and thumped the table.

This boyfriend is really awesome!

Unable to fight, reasonable and unreasonable, Zhang Yue suddenly became angry: "You don't want the contract anymore, do you?"

Only then did Fang Jing stop laughing, and said flatteringly: "Brother, you are my own brother, so please tell me about the contract."

Cen Jiu slapped his hands with the chopsticks, and continued to chop the rice without saying anything.

Zhang Yue finally found his place in front of this annoying couple, cleared his cough, and explained the contract from the beginning to the end in the most simple and understandable words. Fang Jing was confused, as if Do not understand.Zhang Yue was full of enthusiasm when faced with the situation of playing the piano against a cow, and said helplessly: "The contract is all right, let someone sign it."

Only then did Fang Jing happily say: "You should have said it earlier, otherwise it would be so troublesome."

Fang Jing happily went to Haida College of Art and asked Professor Liao to sign the contract.

When signing the contract, the beautiful artist, who is extremely beautiful and has a very high IQ and EQ, took a look at Fang Jing and said meaningfully: "Mr. Fang is really professional."

"Haha, I'm sorry, sorry, I like villains first and then gentlemen. It's better to talk about ugliness first than to talk later, so that I don't even have to be friends when I get it."

Professor Liao signed the contract with his name and official seal very silently.

The contract is in triplicate, one for Fang Jing, one for the research office, and one for Zhang Yue.

Fang Jing immediately transferred 400 million in the past, and Professor Liao's face, which was as dark as Xicheng Coal, showed a gloomy look. Although the terms of the contract were a bit harsh, he was unexpectedly a straightforward person!

She likes to deal with cheerful people.

"I'll start arranging for people to drag things over tomorrow!" Fang Jing asked, "Or do you have any special requirements for the preservation of skeletons?"

"There are no special requirements. When transporting, be careful, reduce collisions during transportation, and avoid secondary damage." The slender hand held a slender and calloused hand, "Mr. Fang, happy cooperation!"

"Happy cooperation!"

Since then, the cooperation between the two parties has been officially finalized.

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