a mistake

When going to work in the morning, Zhong Yu called Fang Nan into the office by mistake and asked, "You wrote the analysis of Qixi Festival activities?"

"um, yes."

"Not bad." Zhong Yu praised Fang Nan in a rare way, "I heard that some people in the company talked about you in private, what do you think?"

Fang Nancuo knew that what Zhong Yu said was that someone in the company was talking about him and Zhou Zhixing.Because of Cheng Jingming's relationship, Zhou Zhixing took good care of him both in the open and in the dark.

"I'll do my job well."

Zhong Yu nodded: "I know you have a good relationship with Mr. Zhou, but we still need to focus on work. When we can't stop gossip, we can only be ourselves."

Fang Nan was a little embarrassed after hearing it by mistake: "I understand." He thought he would agree frankly, but he didn't expect that he felt very embarrassed.

In the afternoon, Fang Nancuo unexpectedly met Zhang Xiaohai at the comma.After get off work, the two came to a Sichuan restaurant downstairs in Doma.

"How are you recently?" Fang Nancuo couldn't wait to ask Manager Zhang as soon as he took his seat.

"It's good. Xiao Fang, how are you doing recently? Young Master Zhou should treat you well, right?"

Fang Nancuo smiled and nodded: "It's very good for me."

"I saw that Manager Zhong was full of praise for you today. I just said that you are hardworking and you are liked everywhere."

"It's because you taught me well at the beginning." Fang Nancuo always thought that Zhong Yu didn't have a good impression of him, no matter whether he praised himself this time was a show, maybe Zhong Yu didn't hate himself that much.

"Mobile games are a sunrise industry now, much stronger than the advertising industry. Sometimes I also want to change to a new environment, or start my own business."

"Manager Zhang, if you start a business, you can do it. I have learned a lot from you."

"If it wasn't for you...forget it, let's not talk about the past. By the way, do you have a date?"

Fang Nancuo answered without hesitation: "No." He didn't know what kind of relationship he had with Cheng Jingming now, it seemed that he was less than a lover.

"You're 23 this year. Hurry up and show off the shamelessness we used to do when we were running business." Manager Zhang happily chatted with Fang Nancuo until eleven o'clock in the evening.

The two went to the underground parking lot to pick up the car. Fang Nan didn't think too much, and walked directly to his car.

Manager Zhang glanced at the Porsche, pursed his lips, and hesitated for a long time before speaking: "I have always regarded you as a younger brother, and there are a few words I want to tell you. No matter what decision you make, as long as it is your own choice, don't regret it in the end."

Fang Nan looked at Manager Zhang wrongly, and nodded solemnly as he said goodbye last time.

On the way home, Fang Nancuo repeatedly thought about Manager Zhang's words.The cohabitation between him and Cheng Jingming is a choice in the eyes of others.He lives in a luxury house, drives a luxury car, and has a huge amount of secondary cards in his wallet, all of which are the result of his choice.So, what can I bring to Cheng Jingming?This comparison may be too hypocritical, but he can't even tell others that he is in a relationship with Cheng Jingming.

When Fang Nan returned home by mistake, Cheng Jingming frowned as soon as he saw him, and said impatiently, "If I had known it was so late, I should have picked you up. What can you and Zhang Xiaohai have to talk about?"

"The main reason is to see Ji Feng's old colleague happy, so he said a few more words."

Cheng Jingming heard the point, and asked directly: "Are you unhappy?"

"It's okay." Fang Nan lowered his head to avoid Cheng Jingming's gaze.He seems to be happy during this time without the stress and hardships of life.

Cheng Jingming saw that Fang Nancuo didn't want to answer, so he didn't ask any more questions. He urged: "Go take a bath, I have something to discuss with you later."

Fang Nan walked into the bedroom after taking a shower by mistake.Cheng Jingming patted the bed and said proudly, "Come up quickly."

Fang Nan lay next to him by mistake: "What's the matter?"

Cheng Jingming couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and said excitedly: "A few days ago, you talked about your childhood."

"Huh?" Fang Nan looked at Cheng Jingming with a puzzled look on his face.

"In fact, no one had a hard time when they were young. When I was young, I liked puppies very much. My dad never let me keep them, saying that they were a plaything. Now that I have grown up, I don't have the time and mood to keep dogs. People, at my age, how many more I rarely feel a little regretful about my previous life. But regrets can be made up for, especially now that I have this condition.”

"Well, I understand. If you want to have a dog, you can do it. You don't need to discuss it with me. Just don't get too big." Fang Nan mistakenly thought that keeping a dog is not a big deal, the house is not his own, Cheng Jingming opened a dog He also has no opinion.

"No, no! I'm not talking about dogs." Cheng Jingming waved his hands hastily, "I know you can't cook, and you never went into the kitchen when you were young."

Fang Nan mistakenly didn't understand the connection between dogs and cooking, he tilted his head and stared at Cheng Jingming: "So?"

"I want to make up for your regret."

"It's not a pity if you don't know how to cook. You don't have to worry about it. What happened when you were a child is in the past." Fang Nan didn't expect that Cheng Jingming would still be struggling with cooking a few days later.

Cheng Jingming chuckled: "So I signed you up for a private cooking class."

"What?" Fang Nan misunderstood what Cheng Jingming meant, "What cook?"

Cheng Jingming happily explained: "Study at 3-5 pm every Saturday, especially suitable for novices who don't know anything. And it's not far from here. It's a total of two months, 20 classes, and you can do it on the day of graduation. Roast turkey for Christmas. Does it sound like you're looking forward to it?"

"Enroll me in a hobby class?" Fang Nancuo still didn't understand what Cheng Jingming meant.

"This study class is very good. You can make a lot of friends." Cheng Jingming continued to introduce enthusiastically, "After you study for a while, you will be able to mix in the kitchen and cook for me. Did it make up for your childhood regrets? ?”

Fang Nancuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a moment: "Who introduced you to this private cooking class?"

"Manager Gu of our finance department, he said that his wife has done well after studying for two months. He gained five catties in one month." Cheng Jingming gently patted Fang Nancuo on the head, "It doesn't matter if you don't do well, the main thing is Solve psychological problems."

"I have a mental problem?"

Cheng Jingming affirmed: "Is the deep hostility towards the kitchen a psychological problem? I think you are resisting the kitchen on the surface, but you are actually avoiding your childhood in your heart. So, the method of fighting poison with poison is the most suitable for your psychological problems. .”

Fang Nancuo was speechless for a moment, the CEO's brain circuit shocked him again.

"It's decided like that. On the first day of tomorrow, I can wait to come back and taste it." Cheng Jingming felt that he was finally a qualified partner this time.