The Boyfriend Return Policy

The dress still had to be tried on, Li Cheng patted him on the back: "Okay, I'll let you go back to sleep after trying it on."

Fortunately, the spirit of the week is not as good as before, and he is still a handsome guy in a custom Italian suit.

Li Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, walked over, and straightened the square scarf on his chest: "It's fine, Xiaobing, go and settle the balance."

Xiaobing walked away, Zhou Jixing reached out and pulled off his tie: "I'll change it back."

Li Cheng patted him on the arm: "Well, go."

Zhou Jixing was in the changing room, and Li Cheng was outside talking about not being allowed to do this in the future. When he returned, he would ask the doctor to come over to check his throat. It was necessary to take care of his throat before the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala. It's no good to drink it back, and it's not allowed to store so many cold beers in the refrigerator in the future.

People go in with their left ear and out with their right ear, Zhou Jixing didn't listen at all, and after a while, Xiao Bing came back: "Brother Li, Teacher Yao He is also here."

Li Cheng didn't realize who Yao He was.

Xiaobing whispered: "Brother Xing, the program team, asked me to give him ointment last time..."

"Oh." Li Cheng remembered that this kind of shrimp soldiers and crab generals who wanted no name and no money were obviously not the object of worry for the busy manager Li, when Xiaobing mentioned this, he asked casually, "What's wrong? "

Xiaobing: "It seems that the dress I rented earlier was snatched by Mr. Jing Wen."

Li Cheng is clear, how many years he has been in the industry, and he has never seen anything. Yao He is a singer, and he has won awards in a serious manner. Jing Wen debuted in the same year as him. Yao He was the champion. In the top eight, there must have been some friction in private back then. Now Yao He has ended up pretending to be ugly and stupid in variety shows, and Jing Wen can be regarded as a fresh meat of Xiaohuo.

Li Cheng obviously didn't intend to intervene: "Then what?"

Xiaobing put it mildly: "Mr. Yao He is discussing with the store manager to borrow another set at a similar price..."

When the door opened suddenly, Xiaobing immediately shut up and stood up straight.

Li Cheng took the clothes and smoothed them carefully: "Okay? Then let's go, Xiaobing, to pick up the car."

Xiaobing: "Hey!"

Xiaobing was about to run away, but Zhou Jixing grabbed him back. He looked confused, and only heard Zhou Jixing say: "The key."

Xiaobing obediently handed over the keys, and Zhou Jixing handed over the car keys to Li Cheng: "You go first."

Li Cheng took the key and squinted at him. Zhou Jixing was completely unmoved by him. Li Cheng sighed, feeling that the number of times he sighed in the past few days was about the same as the number of times Nuwa breathed out to create a human being on the assembly line. He said: "Don't keep meddling in your own business, a Jingwen is nothing, we don't have the need to make trouble with the benefactor behind him."

Zhou Jixing got used to smoking in the past few days, and he reached out to touch the cigarette again, but he didn't even have a lighter in his pocket, so Li Cheng took them all away: "Sending a piece of clothing is nothing."

Li Cheng: "But it's not necessary."

Zhou Jixing: "Last time he spoke for me, I don't want to owe anyone a favor."

Li Cheng breathed out again, and threw the car keys back to him: "Forget it, you guys go first, I'll go back as soon as I go."

.........

The day before New Year's Eve, Xu Du cleaned up the inside and outside of the office according to Mr. Zhuang's nagging, and cleaned up a lot of trash.

Xiao He opened the door and came in, holding a small bottle and spraying here without saying a word. The scent was so strong that Xu Du sneezed, and Xiao He rolled his eyes in exchange: "As for what? You got it, you smell the smell in your room, thanks to the fact that there are only two of you."

Xu Du: "Okay, you continue."

Xiao He didn't bother to spray it after spraying it a few more times. She took the watering can in the corner, took the pot of water and came to water the potted plants that Xu Du kept by the window. She propped her chin with one hand and stood there listlessly. Pressing the water bottle every now and then as if playing: "That's great, I can still go back to celebrate the New Year."

"It's almost done. If you water it again, you'll die. It's not a sunny day." Xu Du took the water bottle in her hand, "Working overtime tomorrow?"

Xiao He: "Nonsense, you think everyone is like you, and it happens to be on vacation tomorrow."

Xu Dula scratched the back of his head resentfully, and said with a cheap smile: "People's luck is not so good."

Xiao He remembers the shadowless foot in Foshan: "Get lost!"

Xu Du patted his pants: "Isn't it good? Isn't there Du Zhilin with you?"

It’s okay not to talk about this, but Xiao He doesn’t want to talk to him anymore, and a year will pass in a blink of an eye, crying and arguing until the end is a silent ending, Xiao He secretly scratched his fingernails, and said half aloud: “Forget it , I hope there will be no emergency tomorrow, and I can still secretly watch my male god's live broadcast when I have time."

Xu Du didn't want to hurt her. The several hours of the Spring Festival Gala week and several trips added up to only a few minutes. When the camera turned around, he didn't know how many faces he could show.

Forget it.

get off work.

This year at least Xu Du has come to an end in terms of work. How should I put it, there is a sense of relief that the final exam is over.

Xu Du collected the last things, took off his white coat, and planned to take it back for washing, but before he left, Xiao He still grabbed his hand and refused to let it go, muttering why it wasn't you who stayed here tomorrow.

Xu Du sighed, and earnestly educated the little girl that this kind of jealousy of the European Emperor's luck is an unhealthy psychology, referred to as - overestimating one's abilities.

Xiao He was so angry that he almost kicked him to death: "Get out, get out, remember to bring me a red envelope when you come back!"

After Xu Du got off work, he went straight back to his home in the Experimental Middle School. When he was waiting for the traffic lights, he called Mr. Zhuang and asked his own mother to remember to leave a bowl of rice for him. Ben, very excited: "It's time to get off work, okay, then you can come to the aquatic product market."

Xu Du: "..."

Xu Du changed the navigation expressionlessly, and when he got to the place: "Hey, Comrade Zhuang, where are you?"

On the other end of the phone came the voice of a generation of heroines... bargaining.

Teacher Zhuang: "Why are these crabs so expensive? Is there a two-two-five? Don't be crabs with an empty stomach. In this way, come five two-two-five, 138? Don't give me a change for the Chinese New Year? What? A change How could it be eight yuan, isn’t it 38? Of course I’m not joking, forget it, it’s eight yuan, and you’ll give me another two catties of small yellow croakers..."

Xu Du: "..."

Teacher Zhuang was so busy that she completely forgot about the squid, octopus and cuttlefish, which were all hanging on the car, until she got a price on the grounds that they belonged to the same family 500 years ago.

The heroine came back from the aquatic product market full of joy, and even looked at her son and thought he was very handsome: "I bought two grouper for you, and I will get a hot and sour one later. Oh, the price has risen a lot during the Chinese New Year. If it wasn't for the increase If there are too many, I bought the big lobster."

Xu Du helped put the things on the car, and then heard his mother change the topic miraculously: "Son, will Xiao Zhou come to our house for the New Year this year?"