The hollow is the beginning of the dead season

After leaving Xiling Cheng's room, Ji Chu fisted the door that separated them.

"You will pay, I believe you will be blamed!"

Ji Chu didn't believe his words, let alone that he would lose hundreds of millions for this.

I usually don't even buy food, let alone give any small gifts.

"One hundred million, thank you."

Suddenly wanting to laugh, Ji Chu controlled the curvature of the corner of his mouth, no matter what, the feeling of rejecting Chen Lingcheng was really great!

In the past, he used to chase after him by himself, and was treated coldly and ignored.

Um.Now, very comfortable!

Think about it, why did I treat him so sincerely before?

Seeing that he didn't bring a scarf in the winter, he hurried to the mall to buy one as a gift.

At that time, I hadn't chased him down, and I didn't dare to enter their company.

Xiling Sheng said he would come down, but Ji Chu waited for him for nearly 40 minutes.

Parking is not allowed at the door, and the scarf delivery person just waits so foolishly, looking eagerly at the world inside the door.

To sunsan who was his secretary at the time came down.

If you don't see anyone, ask the secretary to tell him to remember to bring it. It's hard to catch a cold.

But he never thought that his frail little body developed a high fever that day.

After the fever subsided, I couldn't wait to run to his apartment, actively washing his clothes and underwear, and even had to shop around for razors to choose the most suitable one for him to send.

On the night of registration, after serving the person who tormented me three times, I asked him if he was tired.

At that time, I just thought about not wasting his energy.

His body is like a puppet being flipped by him.

Hey~ Why are you so cheap!

Ji Chu really wanted to erase his memory.

In fact, Ji Chu's heart is as clear as a mirror when Ji Ling Sheng suddenly changes his nature and lets him go back.

It's very simple, lost, cherished, or simply not used to it, seeing others leave him first, I feel that I don't have a dominant position.

People like this who are used to being bosses just like the feeling of being able to make decisions.

Very boring.

If you really want to open it, you will know that no one cares, and no one feels like TMCare.

At the beginning of the season, I suddenly wanted to sing an opera, the super high-pitched kind.

Walking through the corridor and into the guest room, Ji Chu opened the door, and Ji Moxi was getting dressed.

After seeing his son, he timidly asked, "Did I lose my temper yesterday?"

"Anyway, there's no good appearance, so don't drink in the future." Ji Chu was good at talking at home, and Ji Moxi hurriedly said:

"No more, no more."

Ji Chu folded the quilt, and the father and son walked into the yard.

The aunt at home said that Ling Sheng's parents hadn't woken up yet, so Ji Chu asked the aunt to convey his thanks, and then said to his father:

"I'll take you to the company and chat with you by the way."

52-year-old Ji Moxi is like a child who has made mistakes, her voice is getting smaller and smaller, "Didn't you say that I didn't lose my temper, what are you talking about?"

"It's about your company." At this time, Ji Chu found out when his father became Mediterranean. He used to have a lot of hair.

When the company was mentioned, Ji Moxi's expression obviously became worried.

Just when the car was about to start, the aunt at home came over with a cage, "Mr. Ji, we will leave the sickle to you."

"Yes, I almost forgot Fat Orange." Ji Chu got out of the car and put the big cat and cat food in the back seat.

Ji Moxi, who was sitting in the co-pilot, looked towards the back seat: "This big fat cat! Son, do you think it is asleep? Or is it awake? Look at its eyes, half open."

"It should be awake." Ji Chu returned to the car and waved with his aunt.

"You asked someone to come?"

"No, grandma gave it to me."

After Ji Chu's car drove away, the auntie went into the yard, saw the neatly dressed Ling Cheng and hurriedly said, "The old lady gave Wei Lian to Mr. Ji, and she won't appear at home anymore."

"Weigh sickle." Jiuling Cheng raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "As long as it belongs to our family, he can recruit anyone he wants."

His half-smiling and angry appearance frightened the aunt, so she hurriedly avoided him.

7:50, morning rush hour.

Ji Moxi asked his son to turn on the traffic sound and listen to the radio for a while. After Ji Chu turned it on, he turned down the sound and asked him:

"Is there a problem with your funds?"

"Who told you?" Ji Moxi's eyes wandered, but his tone was quite strong: "I can handle the financial matter, your father, you don't have to worry about it."

Ji Chu glanced at the stubborn old man, "I can sell the house for 800 million now, how much do you think it can help you?"

"You save your money, your father and I haven't reached the point where we need money from our son."

Ji Moxi suddenly hummed a ditty easily.

"Stop singing now." Ji Chu asked him, "Tell me the truth, how much money do you need?"

"I can sing for a while in your car, but I'm not allowed to sing." Ji Moxi breathed out on the car window, and said, "I'll earn back the next order. I haven't seen such a big storm."

Sounds like it's okay, Ji Chu said: "If it doesn't work, file for bankruptcy, my money is enough for us to live on, don't invest any more."

"I know, you drive seriously." Ji Moxi didn't move around, just like the fat orange behind him, she closed her eyes and refused to chat.

It was almost 10 o'clock when we got back to the studio,

When Yu Bin saw someone coming in, he first focused his attention on his neck, "That's right, it's worth rewarding, and I didn't have sex with the old man."

"Brother, you are really my brother, save me some face." Ji Chu glanced at the two ladies behind him.

Yu Bin was dissatisfied: "I told you that the live broadcast was not broadcast, and that I did not show my face."

"I showed my face today. Fortunately, I didn't send this news, or the audience would say that my words don't count."

"You still know." Yu Bin took the item in his hand, thinking that he bought something like a tapestry, and wanted to talk about why it was packed in a cage, so he took a closer look:

"What is this?"

"Fat orange."

"Cat, it's a good thing I didn't let go of it, it has weight."

Yu Bin opened the cage, and the big fat white cat walked out of the cage without taking another step.

Seeing the big cat, Xiao Wei and Sister Ping were so excited that they left their workstations and rushed over.

"It's really fat." Yu Bin searched for Fat Orange's legs, "I'm gasping for breath, don't die here."

"Why don't you~" Ji Chu said helplessly, "I'll take it to exercise tomorrow morning."

"You often oversleep yourself." Yu Bin repelled his enthusiasm, "You're thinking well, just this chubby, he just hangs around when he's outside. You've seen a few people sneaking around cats."

"Look, there are very few stray cats outside that are fat." Ji Chu carried the cage and walked out the door, "If you don't like it, I'll throw it away."

"Throw it?" Xiao Wei grabbed it and hugged it to her lap, "How can such a big lucky cat be thrown away, I like it."

Ji Chu looked at Sister Ping.

Sister Ping touched Fat Orange's dull hair, "I like fat ones too."

Seeing Yu Bin still looking disgusted, Ji Chu said: "Xi Ling Cheng doesn't like it anymore, you are just like him."

"Can I be the same as him!" Yu Bin snatched the cat from Xiaowei's hands, carried it into his arms like a baby, and stroked the fur, saying:

"I like it, right here, let me see who dares to leave our egg yolk bun outside."

"Brother Yu, Xiu'er, even has a name, why is it called egg yolk bun?" Xiaowei asked.

"The white and fat ones have a little yellow on the top, so they are covered with egg yolks."

"As expected of Brother Yu." Ji Chu also followed Xiao Wei in addressing Yu Bin, "Then you will think about it, help me think about it, what will I say to the audience when I show my face at night?"

Yu Bin perfunctory: "Just say you're single."

"Speak something dry." Ji Chu pushed him, "Why don't you show your face with me, and we can have a conversation."

"It's not a cross talk, why did you let me show my face? If there is no comparison, there is no harm?" Yu Bin hugged the cat to the sofa, rubbed the cat's belly and said:

"I'm not like you with white skin and soft waist. I let some people see it. I don't have a spot on my body~"

"Hey!" Ji Chu held up the mop, "try saying something again!"

Xiaowei and Sister Ping pretended not to hear.

"Just kidding, I'm really excited." Yu Bin didn't dare to provoke him anymore, and seriously gave advice:

"Just like what you thought at first, just be natural. Anyway, it's a split screen, and only a small piece the size of a palm can see your face. Don't be nervous, just put yourself into the game as usual."

"I won't ask you any more." Ji Chu opened the refrigerator and took out a small tin can, "I'll have a glass of pineapple wine before the live broadcast."

His dad was not allowed to drink just this morning, and in less than three hours, he was about to get ready for courage.

At 9:[-] p.m., the beginning of the season is ready, log in to the live broadcast room of Xiaopozhan.

The game interface of [Darkborn Dawn] is ready, and the small grid split screen in the lower right corner is still the same as before, recording his live broadcast room, with faint red and green light shining on the ground.

The difference is that after taking a sip of pineapple beer, Ji Chu pointed the split-screen camera at his face.