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Bad news sometimes travels faster than time.

For example, at 18:12 Tokyo time, the fact that Ji Mingchen was pressed against the chest by the opposite sex to the corner of the wall reached Ge Chuyun's ears in two completely different forms before 18:[-] Beijing time.

"Editor-in-Chief, all the financial statements you want are here."

Chen Ke didn't bother to knock on the door, and squeezed in through the concealed door with both hands holding a large stack of documents that was almost higher than his head.

"Here is the key. Minister Zhang said that you must put it back and lock it after you finish reading it."

Ge Chuyun glanced at him from behind the computer and said, "Just put it on the coffee table. I'll see later. You can get off work."

Just after the fashion week, before it was time to get off work, the company was already deserted. Ge Chuyun just wanted to wait for the people to leave and check the remittance that Ji Qiang said, so he might as well. Ignored them, buried myself in this week's mail, and pretended not to see someone slipping away with a bag.

Occasionally, he would receive some suggestions from readers of magazines in his mailbox. He didn’t know how to read them when he was busy, but now he plans to make some reforms. He wanted to find inspiration and direction from them, but he was soon caught by a new The incoming email caught my attention, and the sender was Matsumoto, his old classmate in college, who is now a senior editor-in-chief for a Japanese entertainment evening newspaper.

There are not many old classmates who still keep in touch with him after he returns to China, and Matsumoto is one of them. Whenever he goes there on business trips or worships his grandmother, he will ask Matsumoto out for a drink, but it is rare to exchange emails like this, but in him After clicking on the email, I saw the huge headline full of strong middle school atmosphere, and I didn't think about anything else.

The title is divided into three paragraphs, which are overlaid on a photo with three-dimensional artistic characters. The connection is roughly like this:

[Lihuahe and foreign male models!Talk about earthy love stories in secret!Dating in progress! ? 】

The one below is a high-definition photo of the two of them kissing each other in the corner.

If you judge this photo from a professional aesthetic point of view, Ge Chuyun would probably only say that the lighting is bad, the angle is tricky, and the frame is poor.

But when he recognized Ji Mingchen's small cropped head against the corner, he was instantly struck by lightning.

Brat, have you grown up?

There are a series of exclamation marks on the bottom of the photo, roughly meaning to ask him, is this a model of their family?Does it matter?Is it a hype or an accident, do you need his help to suppress it?

Ge Chuyun replied an email to him very quickly, telling him to help block the message. After closing the interface, he couldn't help but want to call and greet Ah Zhou, who was not doing his job properly. He didn't want to look up and find that Chen Ke was still hesitating. Standing beside his table, as if he wanted to say something.

"What are you doing standing here? I'm off work."

"Editor-in-Chief..." Chen Ke nodded in response, his face turned pale, he kept twisting the index finger of his right hand with his left hand, and lowered his head without speaking.

"Is there something you want to tell me?"

"Yes, that's..." He hesitated in a rare way, and finally, as if he had made up his mind, he took a deep breath, looked at Ge Chuyun and said, "Do you know a Japanese model named Tachibana Crane?"

Ge Chuyun's expression froze when he heard that, and the mouse in his hand was pushed out in an instant, hitting the monitor with a "bang" sound.

What a fucking bad luck, why can't I get around this lihua crane today?

"I know, what's wrong?"

When Chen Ke saw him becoming impatient, her scalp became more numb, but the words had already been spoken, so she still had to grit her teeth and continue.

"Does Mingchen want to cooperate with him to shoot commercials? If possible, please cancel this cooperation. I also think about the company. I have reliable sources. This Lihuahe has not been quiet recently. He seems to have offended someone. , Now that many Japanese media are staring at him, it is definitely not a good choice for Ming Chen to cooperate with him now."

In Chen Ke's own opinion, this speech of his is perfect. He immediately gave a conclusion without dragging his feet, and then pointed out the reasons for further analysis, and finally emphasized the conclusion, echoing the beginning and the end.

His attitude was neither humble nor overbearing. Even if he was facing such a tricky leader as Ge Chuyun, he shouldn't find fault with him. But what surprised him was that although what he said was reserved, he had no choice but to blow Ge Chuyun's eyes. After hearing such a large amount of information, Ge Chuyun was not surprised at all when he heard it. He just pressed his back against the back of the chair, frowning fiercely, and tapped the wooden handle with the tip of his index finger, as if he was even more impatient. Like.

"Finished?"

"Hmm." He swallowed subconsciously.

"You know a lot? Are you a reliable source?"

"Yes, because I have...classmates who are also interns in media companies..."

"Interns have access to materials of this nature, are you fucking kidding me?" Ge Chuyun's volume suddenly increased a lot, and the sound of knocking on the handle stopped immediately. He kicked the desk, and his body The swivel chair that got off quickly moved to Chen Ke with this force. He stared coldly at the helpless round eyes of the Omega in front of him, and said every word: "I suddenly remembered that the boss of Jinqi Entertainment Media seems to have the same surname. Chen, is your reliable source a classmate or a father!"

Chen Ke took a deep breath and managed to stabilize his mind. This was the first time Ge Chuyun got angry at him since he joined the job. In the past, when people said that he had a bad temper, he didn't take it seriously. body.

But when this undisguised anger was truly reflected from that sharp and mean face, facing this face, he still couldn't help but tremble in his calves.

"He is, indeed, my father, but I..."

"Leave your own media company alone, and come here in an unpopular place like me. You're a commercial spy, you're quite dedicated? Are you so dedicated that you're ready to receive a letter from a lawyer? Already!"

"I'm not! I'm not a spy!" Chen Ke really panicked this time, he never thought that Ge Chuyun would think of him as a spy, and he was not prepared to listen to his explanation at all, and already moved the chair to the other side, Opened the phone's address book, as if looking for a company lawyer's phone number.

He didn't care about face anymore, and shouted as if he was going all out, "I'm here for Ming Chen! I like him!"

Ever since he could remember, he had been trying his best to play the role of a well-behaved good student. If Ge Chuyun hadn't provoked him, he might never have spoken at such a loud volume in his life.

And the lingering sound seemed to not want to let him go, bumping back and forth between the walls of the office, and finally flooded into his eardrums, like a radio of extremely poor quality, repeating the sentence repeatedly, I like him, I like him.

I like the young man I met when I first fell in love, and I like it wholeheartedly, and I have liked it for many years.

He frightened himself into a fool, and Ge Chuyun was also taken aback by him. He dropped the phone on his lap and stared straight at him.

"Who did you say you liked?!"

Omega blushed immediately, lowered his head and blinked his eyes for a while, then repeated in a low voice, "I like Ji Mingchen."