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Ling Ziqing found a relatively large animation peripheral store.

He didn't know much about this, and after entering the door, he began to look for the things he had seen in Ji Xiayang's room.When he saw something he was familiar with, he would carefully read the introduction and search for the name of the work with his mobile phone.

I can't ask myself and I'm afraid of buying the wrong one, so I can only study it slowly.

Ling Ziqing was concentrating on his work, completely unaware that his style of painting was incompatible with the store—others were dressed casually, while he was still wearing a suit for work, while others were strolling casually, he was serious enough to look like a scientific research investigation.

The clerk noticed, walked over and asked softly, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Ling Ziqing just finished reading the super long encyclopedia of a certain series of works. He was a little tired and wanted to ask for help, "What are the more popular peripherals of these works?"

Ling Ziqing searched and memorized one by one, and there could be a dozen of them listed.

The clerk looked at the list of works and smiled even deeper.

"Did you buy it for a child?"

"..."

Ling Ziqing thought about Ji Xiayang's childish appearance, and almost nodded.

However, lying is not good.

He hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth, "I bought it for the boss, and I want to put it in the office."

The clerk's smile froze, "Ah, really."

Ling Ziqing nodded solemnly, "Yes,"

The clerk couldn't understand at all, but he still did his job well, "Most of the surroundings of this kind of works are in area C, please follow me."

Ling Ziqing followed and started to size up the assembled model under the recommendation of the shop assistant.

He remembered that there were several in Ji Xiayang's room, with different sizes and painting styles, but putting them there could really create a lively and middle school feeling that fit Ji Xiayang's personality.

"Is there a finished product assembled?"

"Yes. Which one do you like?"

Excluding the models that Ji Xiayang already had, and the ones that were too ostentatious and out of place in the office, there are still many choices left.

Ling Ziqing directly asked for the recommendation of the clerk, and ordered one, not caring about the price and not hesitating at all.

The clerk saw that he was generous, so he recommended it again, "Would you like to see the nostalgic series?"

Ling Ziqing originally thought that he should buy something else, but after a glance, he was attracted, "This is for games."

He is not ignorant this time.

The clerk's recommendation happened to be around the game he and Ji Xiayang played at the noodle shop at noon.

This game has a long history and a retro style. The peripherals that are released are few and simple.However, Ling Ziqing aroused the desire to buy at a glance, and picked up the character decoration he played today without the recommendation of the shop assistant.

He wants to buy.Not for Ji Xiayang, but for himself.

When he was a child, he really wanted to play that game, and he really wanted to participate in the discussions between his classmates.He gave up not because he didn't like it anymore, but because his family conditions didn't allow it.

Ling Ziqing found out today that he remembered this game clearly, and it was almost becoming an obsession.

buy it!It should be compensation for the previous patience.

Ling Ziqing's brain became hot, and he put the unnecessary game figures in the shopping cart.

He bought more practical things like pillows, tablecloths, and desk lamps, and went to check out.

The clerk asked, "Need delivery?"

Ling Ziqing glanced around and made a decision, "I need the two big items, but not the others. I'll just take them home with me."

The clerk asked him to fill in the delivery address and appointment time, and sent a person to help him carry the things to the parking lot.

Ling Ziqing returned to the company with a car full of surroundings, and it seemed that the arrangement had started early.Set it up tonight, and tomorrow we can see what kind of motivational effect these things have on Ji Xiayang.

The company has an elevator, but it takes a lot of time to go back and forth.He didn't rush to start, and first classified the surroundings into categories in the parking lot-easy to knock, heavy and bulky, and difficult to pick up...

While he was busy, the sound of unlocking suddenly came from not far away.

Ling Ziqing followed the voice and saw the smiling face of the general manager Yu Wenlin.

Yu Wenlin held the car keys in one hand and took off the suit jacket in the other, completely relaxed after returning home from get off work.

Ling Ziqing greeted out of politeness, "Mr. Yu."

Yu Wenlin didn't say hello from afar, so he came over and chatted with him, "Are you going home? This is... a toy?"

Yu Wenlin saw what was in the trunk at a glance, and it was simply and rudely classified as "toys".

Ling Ziqing couldn't hide it, and simply replied generously, "It's about animation."

"Oh." Yu Wenlin laughed even more happily, "Is it Shao Ji's?"

Ling Ziqing didn't take himself out, "That's right. I plan to give it to him."

Yu Wenlin's expression changed slightly, and his tone was somewhat thought-provoking, "You... have worked hard."

Ling Ziqing pretended to be stupid, "Working overtime is not considered hard work."

Yu Wenlin looked around, made sure no one was there, and said bluntly, "Isn't it tiring to take care of the children? Ji Shao is not a person who likes to go to work, and he can't last for a few days. You can take a vacation, and you can be transferred back to the headquarters in a few days." gone."

Ling Ziqing looked at Yu Wenlin and saw some sincerity.

He was transferred to the branch office to be Ji Xiayang's assistant, which seemed like a kind of grievance to others.A few executives who could talk were even willing to wade into the muddy water, asking him if he was willing, saying that they could persuade Mr. Ji to withdraw his life.

Yu Wenlin was in a branch company, and it was quite unfair to meet him only a few times.At first I endured it, but today I saw that he didn't go home at night to "work overtime" here, but I still chose to speak up.

A person who used to be the right-hand man next to the biggest boss, but was reduced to being a nanny for a dude?It's too bad.

After Ling Ziqing heard the straightforward words, he didn't go around the bush anymore, "I didn't think about being transferred back to the headquarters, and I planned to do this job well."

Yu Wenlin sighed, and looked at him with more sympathy, "Ji Dong loves his son eagerly, what are you... trying to figure out."

Ling Ziqing smiled, instead of answering directly, he picked up the little figurine that he bought impulsively just now, "I also bought one for myself, isn't it pretty?"

Yu Wenlin was stunned for a while, then laughed, "You are really amazing."

Ling Ziqing replied cheekily, "Thank you."

"Do you need help?"

"No, I'll do it myself."

Yu Wenlin also only said polite words, and when he was rejected, he said goodbye and left.

Ling Ziqing looked back at the truckload of "toys", worrying about the workload involved in transporting them up.

Yes, what is he plotting?

Ling Ziqing thought about it seriously for two seconds, and Ji Xiayang's excited face of smiling so hard that he couldn't see his teeth popped into his mind.

That smiling face is pretty.

He sighed softly, pulled himself together and began to carry.

The next day, 8 o'clock in the morning.

Ling Ziqing arrived at Ji Xiayang's house on time and rang the doorbell.

After he pressed it, he began to look for the key to Ji Xiayang's house - ringing the doorbell was just a matter of etiquette, and the possibility of someone opening the door was less than 1%.Even if Ji Xiayang was at home, he was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, so he didn't have the time to open the door.

However, today the door was opened.

Ling Ziqing's heart skipped a beat.

Wait, it won't be another post-party drunk mess, will it?

Fortunately, the person who opened the door was the housekeeper.

The auntie saw him smile and opened the door completely, "Here we come. Have you eaten yet?"

"Ate."

"The young master is inside."

Ling Ziqing passed the corridor, and saw Ji Xiayang sitting on the sofa eating buns at a glance.

Ji Xiayang had already put on the formal clothes he needed for work, and he put a napkin on his collar so as not to get dirty.The napkin was wrinkled and crooked, which was completely different from the style of the suit, but it matched Ji Xiayang who was scalded by biting a bun.

Ling Ziqing laughed lightly.

There is nothing wrong with replacing the napkins with cute bibs for children.

Ji Xiayang didn't react until he heard the laughter, threw away the steamed stuffed bun, took off the napkin, "Good morning!"

Ling Ziqing stopped imagining, and replied with a smile, "Mr. Ji, good morning."

Ji Xiayang didn't look like Mr. Ji at all, he raised his head proudly and asked for praise, "I didn't go out to play last night, I went to bed early, got up at 7 o'clock, washed my hair, got dressed and went to work, isn't it amazing?"

The aunt next to me said coldly, "I didn't get up until I barked five times, what a fart."

The sound is small, but it can spread far in a quiet room.

Ji Xiayang got angry when he heard it, "Auntie, don't you want to tear down my station?"

The aunt shook her head and turned to the kitchen to do her own things.

Ji Xiayang pursed her mouth, turned her head and looked at Ling Ziqing with longing eyes, "She's talking nonsense."

Ling Ziqing nodded to save face, "Yes. You are very good in the first place."

Ji Xiayang was satisfied, "That is."

"Can we go?"

"Let's go."

Ji Xiayang picked up his suit jacket and followed him out.

On the way to the company, Ji Xiayang began to feel drowsy, his head dozing off little by little.

Ling Ziqing originally wanted to talk about the office affairs, but when Ji Xiayang was so sleepy, he shut his mouth again.

Not to mention, it's good to treat it as a surprise.

Ji Xiayang really fell asleep in front of the company, and Ling Ziqing called him several times before waking up, "Well, are you here?"

Ling Ziqing deliberately said nonsense, "Yes, it's time to go to your office."

Ji Xiayang just yawned and walked slowly ahead.The brain that didn't get enough sleep was still in a chaotic state, there was no sound around me, and I didn't feel anything wrong when I pressed the elevator.

Finally, the dazed little Mr. Ji walked to the door of the office.

Ling Ziqing couldn't help holding his breath, and secretly urged in his heart: Open the door and see what it looks like inside.

Ji Xiayang went to hold the doorknob as he wished, and then...

"Ouch!"

The static electricity gave Ji Xiayang a jolt.

Ji Xiayang immediately withdrew his hand, turned his head and looked at Ling Ziqing aggrievedly, "There is electricity! You can turn it on."

Ling Ziqing: "..."

A little static electricity, as for it?

He still wanted to see Ji Xiayang's first reaction, so he refused decisively, "You drive."

Ji Xiayang failed to act coquettishly, and reluctantly agreed, "Okay...wow!!!!"

As soon as the door opened, Ji Xiayang's eyes widened immediately, and the corners of his drooping mouth crazily raised, opening his mouth with a long exclamation full of excitement and joy.

Ling Ziqing heaved a sigh of relief, and watched with a smile as Ji Xiayang jumped in with cheerful steps.

Like a child who fell into a pile of candy, Ji Xiayang kept muttering all over the room, "Armor! Laser sword! Ahhhh, this light is so cool!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I try the octopus cushions Try it..."

Ling Ziqing closed the door and helped Ji Xiayang protect what was left of his image.

Ji Xiayang heard the sound of closing the door and looked over, his eyes became brighter, "Is the flag of the alliance behind the door!"

Ling Ziqing turned his head and stared at the flag recommended by the clerk, getting tangled up, "It should be. Do you want to see it?"

Ji Xiayang nodded, trying to get up and rush over but was tripped.

"Don't move, I'll take it."

Ling Ziqing shook his head helplessly, took off the flag and walked to the desk.

Ji Xiayang took the flag and carefully looked it over and over for a long time, "Well... this is highly restored, and the time point should be the third season..."

Ling Ziqing was not interested in these things, he looked at his watch and silently counted: it's still early, so Ji Xiayang can be excited for a while.

As soon as he came to a conclusion, he was grabbed by a sudden force.

"Oh! Thank you Ziqing!"

Ji Xiayang put down the flag at some point and reached out to hug him.

The strength is not small, and the arms are tightly wrapped.However, Ji Xiayang was sitting, he was standing, it was not so much a sudden hug as it was a foolish bump into him, taking advantage of the opportunity to pick him up as a pendant.

Ling Ziqing was stunned for a moment, and when he looked down, he saw Ji Xiayang's slightly messy chestnut hair.

It's fluffy and soft, and there are a few raised hairs swaying in the wind.

Looks nice to touch.

Ling Ziqing forgot his identity as a superior and a subordinate for a moment, raised his hand and rubbed it a few times.

Well, a familiar feeling.

It's as easy to touch as it was in the Chamber of Secrets.