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Zhao Qingling still clearly remembers the first time he saw Yan Zhen by Cheng Che's side a few months ago.

At that time, it was not long after he reunited with Cheng Che.

After the class reunion, the two exchanged contact information.

Zhao Qingling has always been a proactive and not procrastinating person when it comes to relationships.From then on, it immediately started a full set of strategy of sending out messages every day to tease Cheng Che, and finding excuses to ask people out for dinner and hang out every now and then.

And he was secretly planning to trick Cheng Che into working in their company.

On the weekend of that day, Zhao Qingling just heard that there was a new coffee shop opened in the outskirts of the city, so he drove to check it out.

Typical young master Zhao's behavior style - the more he pays attention to it, the more he has to confirm before the date, whether the decoration of the store he is going to take him to is up to standard, and whether the food is delicious.

It's best to familiarize yourself with the menu, and then put an X to show that you are very knowledgeable and tasteful.

Only in this way can he safely throw the hook and ask Cheng Che out to increase his favorability.

That day, not long after Zhao Qingling entered the store, he was sitting in the corner of the new store sipping hot coffee and admiring the unique display of dried flower glass bottles on the table, when he suddenly heard a mid-spirited soprano.

"Damn Cheng Che, is your paranoia hopeless? You've been doing it all the time, are you still going to finish it?"

"What do you think? Do you think the eldest young master can really take a fancy to you?"

"I just sent you a few random messages, so I'm so happy! Please, can you be more sober?"

Zhao Qingling was taken aback for a moment, and almost spit out a mouthful of coffee.

who? "Cheng Che"?

Before he had time to react, he heard a subdued, low, slightly familiar voice.

"...Sorry, don't be angry. Since you don't want to hear me talk about him, then I just don't talk about him."

"..."

Zhao Qingling was stunned for a moment, inexplicably excited and helpless.

Excited because the city is so big after all, the two of them had to be so lucky that they could walk into the same coffee shop for afternoon tea by coincidence in the same afternoon.

Helplessness is a good place for him to choose from thousands of times and prepare to ask him to come, but in the end, he came first by himself.

The little surprise is gone, and the date location has to be re-selected.

... By the way, who is that noisy woman who is with Cheng Che and has a super loud voice?

Across the gap in the bookshelf next to the seat, Zhao Qingling leaned forward and could see Cheng Che's table.

A tall and strong beauty with delicate makeup and long curly hair was breathing fire like a tyrannosaurus rex.

And Cheng Che was obviously overwhelmed by her yelling, and was innocently cramped and cute.

... kind of cute.

However, the fire-breathing dragon beauty obviously didn't think the man opposite him was cute: "Baby, it's been so many years, why are you still so ignorant?"

"Just that Zhao Qingling, a well-known scumbag, right? Everyone knows, why can't you forget him for so many years because you are so worthless?"

In the corner, the famous "scumbag" Zhao Qingling lying on the gun: "..."

"Come on, give me your phone! I want to see what kind of sweet talk he's talking to you? What kind of ecstasy did he give you to make you like this?"

Cheng Che shook his head quickly: "No, Yan Zhen, it's not what you think."

"What's not what I thought? I don't believe in your evil anymore!" The beautiful woman stood up and snatched the phone with lightning speed, "Fuck! When did you set a password on your phone? Unlock it for me! "

"It's really not what you think." Cheng Che lowered his eyes, "He came to me purely for business."

"I didn't say anything... Sweet talk."

Oh.

Wait, what?

The scumbag in the corner opened his eyes wide, with black question marks on his face.

No sweet talk?

He clearly remembered that since the exchange of contact information, the content of the various messages he sent to Cheng Che was obviously as ambiguous as possible, as sweet as possible.

Even good morning and good night every day, it is "Good morning baby" and "Good night meme".

All kinds of emoji, all kinds of little hearts.

Although it was a little surprising that he didn't receive any enthusiastic response, at least he was trying his best to flirt!

What did Cheng Che say?Say no sweet words?

Just kidding, then why is he so bloody every day?

I don't believe that anyone is free to give you good morning and good night every day?Sending all kinds of emoticons that sell cute grass?No sweet talk?

These are all terrible, incomprehensible straight male thinking!

"Yan Zhen, you know that Zhao Qingling has opened a travel company now. A while ago, the management team was directly poached by the rival company, which caused a lot of losses to the company."

At the other end of the coffee shop, Cheng Che, a pseudo-straight man with black-rimmed glasses, continued to believe that he had not received any sweet words, and was still talking about "business" with Yan Zhen in a serious manner.

"So, this time, he wanted to find a trustworthy subordinate."

"When we met at the wedding, he heard that I had resigned, so he said... let me go to work with them. We are all former classmates and acquaintances, so I can feel more at ease."

"I just happened to be looking for a job, so I agreed."

Yan Zhen put down the coffee cup.

Suddenly started clapping in a serious manner: "Heh, heh heh! Go to work with him? He's amazing, he can play and play! How much salary do you get, is it high?"

Cheng Che was stunned: "?"

Yan Zhen: "I'm asking how much you will be paid! Isn't this the first thing you need to figure out before you join the job! Hey, baby Cheng Che, you agreed to work for the capitalist Zhao Qingling without asking about the salary and benefits." Bar?"

Cheng Che: "..."

Gu Zhen: "I'm convinced, you really didn't ask?"

Gu Zhen: "So, no matter how low the salary is, how bad the job is, or how bleak the prospects are, as long as the boss is attractive, you will be obsessed with sex anyway, right? Anyway, because of Zhao Qingling's good looks , even if you don’t pay him, you will be happy to work for him?”

Cheng Che secretly took a sip of his coffee and shook his head.

"No, really not. I just wanted to try another industry..."

It's a pity that the level of this lie is too fake, so fake that people can't bear to look directly at it. Yan Zhen couldn't help but roll her eyes at the sky, "You can pull it down! Hey, to be honest, I think Zhao Qingling should still be handsome now? After ten years It can also make you fascinated by this dizzy virtue, which shows that the charm is not diminished, do you have any photos?"

Cheng Che's cheeks were slightly red.

Nodding his head, he really found a picture from his phone with some embarrassment.

Yan Zhen frowned and leaned over, looked left and right and rolled her eyes: "What the hell, I'm so unclear! What can you see here? Did you take a sneak shot?"

Cheng Che seemed a little embarrassed, and gave a soft "hmm".

"Just yesterday, he took me to visit their company, and then smoked a cigarette on the balcony. It looked exactly the same as back then, I couldn't help but..."

When he said this, his eyes were inexplicably stained with a pious and gentle brightness.

The afternoon sun was shining brightly, and the shadow of the green dill hit the side of his face.

He is obviously a mature, low-key, restrained man.

But at this moment, he showed an illusory expression as if he was immersed in the past and dreaming.

Yan Zhen supported her forehead.

Standing up, taking a deep breath, he roared like an explosion: "That year, that year, that year, you know that year!"

"Baby Cheng Che, to be honest, are you stupid? It's been ten years, why are you obsessed with ghosts and can't get out of the 'year'? You hanged yourself from a tree with a crooked neck, and you hanged for ten years Can't you come down?!"

"Okay, it's fine if you don't want to come down. Let me ask you one thing - if Zhao Qingling is still as handsome as he was back then, if he is a super diamond king of that level, will it be your turn, Ang?"

"Have you forgotten how popular he was in high school?"

"Haven't you also forgotten that as early as ten years ago, people would never give you a second look?!"

"Cheng Che, we've been friends for more than ten years. Don't blame me for speaking harshly and throwing cold water on you." She patted the table and shouted, trying hard to wake up the dreaming man in front of her.

"What are your own conditions, you should know best?"

"You should also know that besides you, other people in this world are not blind, right?"

"With Zhao's good looks, educational background, father and family background, wouldn't there be a bunch of people who are much better than you rushing forward to grab you on the road of life after graduation?"

"How can it be possible that you are still single at the age of 27 and eight, just waiting to find out for you?"

"Do you think that makes sense?"

"..."

Her voice was so loud that it shook the whole table.

On the other hand, Cheng Che's reaction was unexpectedly calm.

"Unreasonable." He raised his head and looked at Yan Zhen seriously and calmly.

"So, I don't have any extravagance."

"..."

"So, just go and work with him, that's all."

He said and laughed again.

Astringent, but secretly stubborn to hit the south wall.

"It's just to help him. I don't dare to expect anything from him. I don't expect him to like me, and I won't... let him know my feelings."

"I don't want anything else."

"As long as everyone can meet and talk occasionally like in high school, I will be content."

The author has something to say: Memories 1.0x is a "just reunited" plot

Memories 2.0x is a "high school" plot

Memories 3.0x is "The Untold Decade in the Middle" plot

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