Quick Wear: Please, the host is really dedicated

Zhou Zhi has a cold.

Her nose was blocked and she was in a bad mood. She sat up with some dissatisfaction, looked at the door that was still knocking, and then lay back down in a daze.

Ji Shi usually knocked on the door just for courtesy. He would come in after knocking three times. He would never knock for so long.

"Just go in directly."

Ji Shi hesitated outside for a while, but still pushed the door open and walked in.

Zhou Zhi raised his head from under the quilt and saw him wearing a mask. He burst out laughing: "Hahahaha, you have a cold too, right!"

After seeing him, even my nose felt unblocked.

Zhou Zhi sniffed.

"Also?" Ji Shi heard it and walked over. Without caring about being polite, he walked to her bedside, stretched out his hand, and pressed her forehead.

I really pressed it without holding back.

Zhou Zhi is angry, Zhou Zhi is furious, Zhou Zhi has no energy, Zhou Zhi is discouraged.

"No fever, just a common cold."

Ji Shi was worried and wanted to call Zhou Zhi's personal doctor over, but Zhou Zhi quickly snatched his phone and shook his head, "Forget it, that's not necessary."

The few strands of silly hair on her head were so cute. Ji Shi's hand slid to the back of her head and pressed down.

Zhou Zhi, who was pressed down like a carrot: ???

"What's wrong with you?"

Ji Shi walked away: "I'll ask the doctor to come and see you. You should rest today and stop running around."

Zhou Zhi was somewhat indignant: "What do you mean by running around? I was just working hard."

Ji Shi: "Yes, yes, you still love the people."

As he spoke, Ji Shi had already walked out of the room.

Zhou Zhi: How dare he talk back to me today?

Ji Shi cooked a pot of light rice porridge for the sick Zhou Zhi. When the private doctor came, Ji Shi was so natural that she didn't even take off her apron.

"Hello, Secretary Ji."

Ji Shi nodded: "Hello, Mr. Zhou is upstairs, you are more familiar with it than I am, so I won't lead the way."

The doctor pushed the glasses on his nose, but couldn't help complaining in his heart: I've come here so many times and I don't feel as relaxed as you do.

The doctor wiped his sweat silently.

Ji Shi didn't make much explanation and handed the tray in his hand to her with a smile.

"Don't you want to give it to Mr. Zhou yourself?"

Ji Shi nodded: "Boss Zhou still has urgent documents and work to deal with, and I'm in a hurry to get back to the company, so I won't go up."

"Well."

Just as the doctor was about to leave, Ji Shi couldn't help but remind her again: "Don't let her watch the phone so much, it hurts her eyes. Let her sleep as much as possible."

"Okay - what if Mr. Zhou asks you about it? Should you tell the truth?"

"Tell it like it is, no need to exaggerate."

Although Ji Shi didn't think Zhou Zhi would ask him what he was doing, even if he did, he was afraid it would be because of work.

Thinking of this, he felt a little depressed.

But he did have something else to do today. In addition to company matters, he also had to meet a very important person.

Inside the cafe.

A familiar figure was sitting there.

"Lawyer Meng, long time no see."

Meng Qian stood up: "You asked me out?"

Ji Shi raised his eyebrows: "Lawyer Meng, don't you think it's Mr. Zhou who asked you out?"

Meng Qian didn't say anything, but he still had such thoughts.

The person in front of him is the closest person to Zhou Zhi.

He was jealous of Ji Shi.

If Gu Chen had not suddenly intervened, would he have been able to become Zhou Zhi's closest and most capable assistant?

Meng Qian clenched his fists involuntarily.

Ji Shi still maintained his smile and did not make any judgment or comment on Meng Qian's changing expression.

"I didn't ask you to come here today to reminisce with the old friends around Mr. Zhou..." Ji Shi turned the coffee cup on the table, which reflected the faces of the two people.

He had a concealed smile on his face, with the corners of his mouth drooping.

"I don't know what you are so proud of."

Meng Qian's mouth moved slightly a few times and then quickly closed again.

Ji Shi chuckled and shook his head: "How can I be proud?"

It was clearly just a casual remark, but in the next moment his eyes became stern and penetrated directly into Meng Qian's pupils which were filled with bitterness.

Meng Qian stepped back a few steps.

"You're overthinking it. The mousse cake here is good. If Lawyer Meng doesn't hate sweets, you can try it."

Meng Qian took a sip of coffee and smiled bitterly.

"You want to know what happened in the past?"

“I like talking to smart people.”