Master Chen who has been busy for two hours

Zhou Jingyang closed the email, and then told the secretariat to reject Yaoshi Group normally.

There are still several investment intention emails from platforms and advertisers in the mailbox. Zhou Jingyang carefully reviewed them. Now that the popularity of the game has great commercial potential, Zhou Jingyang is not a stickler for sticking to the rules.

Last year, we jointly developed a game joint product with a well-known snack company, and the sales volume is considerable. This is the first joint name of "Invitation to the Bright Moon". It made Zhou Jingyang very busy.

"Internet celebrity products, no quality assurance, pass."

"What, diet drink?" Zhou Jingyang had a headache. The secretariat had already filtered out a batch of products, so how could this kind of thing be sent here? .”

Zhou Jingyang took a deep breath, and unconsciously moved his gaze to his right hand. Yesterday he was still by the beauty's side, but today he has to deal with boring work.

"Take a break for 5 minutes and use it to think about beauties."

The man who once took the game business as his lifelong partner decisively changed his mind. He clicked on the photo album in his mobile phone, and there were a few photos he secretly took in it. The person in the picture was Chen Mei.

Chen Mei bowed her head while cooking, the back view of Chen Mei when she left, and Chen Mei while fishing.

These are a few photos taken secretly by Zhou Jingyang. Zhou Dongdou was afraid of being discovered, and several photos were taken badly, leaving afterimages, which is a pity.

But this will not prevent him from licking the screen.

Beauty likes to laugh, although it is not a ostentatious smile, but the slightly raised corners of her mouth are even more touching Zhou Jingyang's little heart. Beauty's smile is very low, even if he tells a joke that is not so funny, he will smile face-saving.

There is also a photo in the album, which is a younger beauty that Zhou Jingyang "extorted" from Zhao Jie.

The low-quality photos record a scene during the Chinese New Year. Chen Mei is standing by the side. It looks like a family portrait. It was also taken by the neighbors to celebrate Chen's mother's victory over a serious illness that year.

At that time, Chen Mei was thinner than now. Although she was smiling, she seemed very tired.

Zhou Jingyang thought of Chen Mei at that time, maybe it was a difficult time.

Zhao Jie simply told himself at that time that Chen Mei’s mother was seriously ill when she was young. In order to support the family and take care of her mother in the hospital, he had to take a break from school and left the campus without taking the college entrance examination. At that time, the small noodle shop was smaller. Now They have all become well-known shops in the old street.

A simple sentence has covered Chen Mei's life for more than ten years.

Zhou Jingyang touched Chen Mei's cheek in the photo, and who knows how he survived those long years, paying off the neighbor's IOUs and bank loans one by one.

"My Snow White." Zhou Jingyang said distressedly, trying to coax the person in the photo to smile again, "I'm sorry, the prince is late."

Zhou Jingyang regained his energy, continued to approve the documents, and then logged into the game system to review the operation status.

Fortunately, it was not too late for him to meet the beauty, and he still had a long life to love him.

"Yo, work."

Xu Keze, who arrived late, pushed open the door, and a Shiba Inu squeezed in through the crack of the door, squeezing the gap even wider, and rushed towards Zhou Jingyang.

"Run so fast, your dad thought I was abusing you." Xu Keze patted the dog fur on his body. It was delicious and good to serve for a day, but he still couldn't keep his heart.

"You are abusing my son, you are jealous that I have a partner!"

Zhou Jingyang patted Zhaocai's head, grabbed a bag of beef jerky from the drawer, opened it and fed it to Zhaocai.

"Wow, woof!" Zhao Cai wagged his tail happily, circling around Zhou Jingyang's legs, as if he wanted to chat with him.

"Hmph, let's get close. I'll eat the takeaway you ordered, and I'll bring you the baby for a day, and I'll charge some interest." Xu Keze said to Zhou Jingyang, holding an insulated bag in his hand.

"Whatever." Zhou Jingyang said casually without raising his head. He didn't order takeaway today, maybe the staff brought it to him when he ordered it.

"It smells good." Xu Keze muttered, then closed the door, and wandered leisurely into his group office.

After Zhaocai finished eating the beef jerky, he looked up and found that Xu Keze was gone, and his eyes were stunned. The takeaway that Xu Keze was holding in his hand was so delicious, if he followed it, he might be able to get a few bites of meat.

Lucky and babbling, looking back at Zhou Jingyang who was immersed in his work, he walked slowly to the door, then raised his front paws, turned the doorknob, and sneaked out.

Zhou Jingyang still had some work to do. Although it was lunch time, he was going to eat after work.

The noon sun scattered on the corner of Zhou Jingyang's desk.

Zhou Jingyang's body was half immersed in the sun and half in the shadows.

Pursing his lips tightly, Zhou Jingyang focused his expression, rolled up his shirt cuffs slightly, and signed his name on the contract with a pen.

His handwriting is clear and straight, piercing through the back of the paper. It is not a fancy signature font, but neat regular script, which falls on the white paper.

Zhou Jingyang learned calligraphy when he was young. Compared with the unrecognizable chic running script that children like most, he immediately fell in love with the square, horizontal and vertical regular script.

Zhou Jingyang in middle school was always drawn to write blackboard newspapers by the beautiful propaganda committee members in his class precisely because of his good handwriting.

But Zhou Jingyang, a straight man, refused without even thinking about it, because he didn't want to waste his game time on such things.

Very straight man.

"Boom, Snow White sent a text message."

The phone issued a special notification tone, and Zhou Jingyang, who was in love with the brain, immediately threw away the pen and fished the phone into his hand.

"Have you eaten?" It was Chen Mei who sent the message.

A thought suddenly flashed in Zhou Jingyang's mind, maybe he could go find a beauty for a meal after finishing the work ahead of time, so he typed a little aggrieved: "Not yet, I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry~~"

Chen Mei locked the electric car, and after seeing the message on the phone, she replied in surprise: "Didn't you eat?"

"I've been working all the time, and I'm a little busy on Monday, so I don't have time to eat." Zhou Jingyang tried to portray himself as a hard-working president.

And he worked really hard, so he spoke with confidence.

"Meimei, for the sake of my hard work, can I visit you this afternoon, I miss you again." Zhou Jingyang felt that the method of acting like a baby was very useful and could be used frequently.

Chen Mei's typing slowed down a bit, and it took Zhou Jingyang a while to see the next message.

"However, I made you lunch and met your colleague in the elevator. He said he would bring it to you, so I didn't go upstairs to find you..."

Zhou Jingyang was dumbfounded: "...Send, send lunch?!"