[Heirs] return

"Ah, hello." Han Juncheng noticed Yingdao first, and walked forward without any hesitation.

As soon as Yingdao put on his taekwondo uniform, someone came over to say hello to him.But this person, he is very unfamiliar.

"You are?" Yingdao also nodded politely, and then asked the other party's background.

"It's still a black belt, it's amazing." After another compliment, the other party introduced himself generously: "Hello, I'm Han Juncheng."

Yingdao looked up and down, then smiled, "Ah, I've heard of you, I'm Cui Yingdao."

This time he took the initiative to step forward and stretch out his hand. "You're Rachel's new assistant, aren't you? I've heard Rachel mention you."

The performance is non-aggressive, calm and generous, and has nothing to do with the image of some dandies a few years ago.Han Juncheng was a little surprised.

Yingdao remembered the name "Han Juncheng" very firmly in his heart. As soon as the other party introduced himself, he immediately entered the mode of holding it—who is not an elegant man?

"Yes. If Rachel mentioned it, I don't need to say more. Mr. Cui is also a black belt? It's amazing." Han Juncheng immediately changed the way of addressing him. He is still not familiar with him now, and he still needs a sense of distance.

But wouldn't it be good to have a fight?

Yingdao glanced at the black belt on Han Juncheng's waist: "You too, don't need to be modest. You're here, how about two tricks?"

What appeared to be an invitation to a friendly match was issued.

Of course Han Juncheng was older than Yingdao, if he refused, it wouldn't be too embarrassing, but the situation would be much smaller.How can you lose to the younger generation?

"Of course. My pleasure."

The two of them only planned to use a three-point strength at the beginning, not wanting to really hurt their friendship, but after entering the state, three-point strength is obviously not enough.

"Are you letting me go?" Yingdao panted, propping his hands on his knees.

The consequence of using only three points of strength is to turn the friendly match into a protracted battle.

Han Juncheng also coughed: "No, since you don't use much strength, if I do, wouldn't it be invincible?"

"Hey." Yingdao moved his mouth. "Then I won't be polite, come on."

As a result of the two black-belt tigers showing their power, Rachel didn't know whether to call Yingdao childish or Han Juncheng childish when she came to see such a situation.

Physically, there was nothing wrong with it, but both of their faces were bruised and purple, probably the result of throwing themselves over their shoulders with great effort.

Rachel held her forehead, but walked towards Ying who had changed into casual clothes first, and said, "Does it hurt?"

Then he turned his head to Han Juncheng, who had a stiff expression on the side: "Have you really done it? It's true, Seoul is so big, and the two of them are still practicing in a taekwondo gym."

Han Juncheng smiled: "It was just like a friendly match, but if it's really just a show of fists and legs, Mr. Cui will find it boring, right?"

Mr. Cui? Rachel was amused, and turned to look at Mr. Cui.

Mr. Cui nodded: "Yes, there is no distinction between seniors and seniors in the competition field."

"Then do I need a special introduction? Judging by your state, you still feel a little familiar." Rachel felt that it was not important whether she introduced herself or not.

"Of course you don't need it, maybe we will make an appointment to practice again next time." Yingdao's expression at this moment is exactly the same as when Jin Tan just returned to Imperial High School.

"That's right, it's rare to meet an opponent as bold as Mr. Cui." The other party also began to be humble.

"By the way, Cui Yingdao and I are going to have a meal together later. How about you brother? Do you want to come together?". Rachel began to take the initiative to be polite. She knew that a person like Han Juncheng, who knows how to read words and expressions, would not find it boring. She was waiting to be rejected.

Yingdao looked at Rachel in surprise because of the title "brother".

"No need. I have an appointment tonight." Han Junguo refused, still using his old reasons.

"Okay, I hope you're really dating a girl today." After Rachel finished speaking, she waved her hand and said goodbye.It was Yingdao who let his eyes stay for a while longer before following Rachel's footsteps.

"I heard you right, Liu Rachel, did you just call him brother?" Yingdao began to settle his political reckoning.

Rachel thought about it for a while, and felt that it was not worth mentioning: "He is older than me, and it's really not working hours now. It's not strange for me to call him that?"

If she calls someone's secretary outside of working hours, it seems that Rachel doesn't understand the world.

"Then it's my private time with you now. Come on." Yingdao forcibly stopped Rachel's footsteps, "You can call me brother too."

"Huh?", the request was a little strange to Rachel. "I've never called you that before, no. Isn't it good now?"

After Rachel finished speaking, she immediately quickened her pace, which made Yingdao feel uncomfortable, but there was nothing she could do.

He'd never been successful in the project of forcing Rachel to do something. The matter of "calling brother" is also a heavy responsibility and a long way to go.

--split line--

When receiving the news of Yin Canrong and Li Baona's engagement, Rachel felt as if it had been a lifetime since the girl she had been fighting against not long ago was about to become a bride.

The invitation card is very delicate and girlish. At first glance, it looks like Li Baona's design. She has always lived with a little princess in her heart. Such a design is actually not difficult to understand.

Yin Canrong performed very well in the empire, and was quickly promoted to a high-level position. He was no longer Jin Tan's deputy, but managed the advertising department alone.The advertising department is a fat job, and it also shows Yin Canrong's influence in the empire. Such a promising young man will definitely play a role in the development of mega entertainment in the future.For such an excellent son-in-law, family status and so on are not very important.

"Are you going?" Han Juncheng came in for the Nth time without knocking on the door, and the invitation card was sent by him.But Rachel has seen it all.

"Yeah, I have to go to the engagement banquet of my old classmate and old friend." Rachel glanced at the time on the invitation card again before putting it back in the drawer.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, and Rachel has become much nicer."

"No one remains the same, you have changes too, don't you?" Rachel returned the words softly.

"These are a few documents to be signed. The grade is not very important. You can sign them without reading. Of course, you can write down the specific documents. If something goes wrong, I will be responsible." Han Juncheng quickly transferred I don't know if I don't want to talk about it or I feel guilty about changing this topic.

Rachel is not a person who is picky, so she just flipped through it symbolically and signed it. When she looked up, she saw that Han Juncheng's cheeks were still a little bruised, "Yesterday, I did not do anything lightly."

Thinking of yesterday's scene, Han Juncheng smiled and shook his head. It was indeed a friendly match, but in the end it seemed to turn into an emotional fight. Fortunately, the number of hits on each other's faces was the same, otherwise the battle would have to continue .

"Is that kid okay?"

"It will be fine for me. You are too, how can you really do it? Could this injury be caused by a friendly match?"

Han Juncheng took the document signed by Rachel and used it to cover his face: "No way, men are all about saving face."

"Childish, those who didn't know thought you two were dueling because of love." Rachel closed her pen: "How was the girl last night?"

"It doesn't have to be a girl if you have an appointment?", I was choked back. "If I really feel that way, there's nothing I can do." He pretended to be innocent.

Rachel spread her hands, with an expression of "I can't help you anymore". "Anyway, you have to be careful with that little vinegar jar in my house."

It was too late to say it, and then it was too late, and the little vinegar jar immediately called. Han Juncheng immediately turned around and walked away, expressing his determination to stay away from the little vinegar jar with practical actions.

"Have you received the invitation card?"

"Yeah. I've seen it too." After Rachel finished speaking, she opened her own drawer and looked.

"I was really caught off guard. It's next week, and these two are the fastest." Yingdao was obviously also frightened, but quickly adjusted: "Should I pick you up then?"

"You called me just because of this?" In Rachel's opinion, attending the engagement banquet together was a trivial matter.

"...uh." Yingdao suddenly became speechless.He didn't really want to say that he was still here to investigate the post. Although he couldn't hear anything on the phone, he was close to the water.

Just thinking about it makes me angry!Yingdao then said seriously: "Yes! If you haven't received the invitation card, don't you know? As your boyfriend, how can I not confirm it?"

Caring too much.

"No, my assistant has given me the invitation card just now, and I already know about it."

Sure enough, the little vinegar jar fell down: "I knew it! Ah, you are really a chicken woman! From now on, you can keep such private things by yourself! Do you know?", paused. "Is he gone now?"

"…gone."

Rachel rubbed her forehead, expressing that a jealous boyfriend is really hard to deal with.

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