Glamorous Self-Help Plan

The clouds were thick and the wind was howling.

Large swaths of dark clouds blocked the clear sky and cast a gray veil over the entire city.After a while, with a dull thunder, big drops of rain poured down, drenching the dry road in the blink of an eye.

The damp breath seeped in from the open window, Qi Qingxi sniffed, and looked away from the computer screen.

He has always liked rainy weather, although there is no theory to study, but every time it rains, his inspiration is always released ten times and a hundred times.

[You have been at home for two weeks. 】

The mechanical sound of 202 was particularly low amidst the thunderstorm.

【If you continue to nest, you will be moldy. 】

"I take a shower every day." Qi Qingxi said casually, "But you are right, I should go out."

Staying at home all the time, when she is idle and boring watching dramas, she is just working hard at drawing and painting. The outline of the character design is so tangled that her head is bald, and it rained today, so Qi Qingxi has a moment of free time to think about life.

Just wanting to eat some hot food, Qi Qingxi decided to go out to eat a small hot pot, and then go shopping on the way back to fill up the stock at home.

When he went out with an umbrella, the system still mocked him in his mind for not going out usually, and only went out when it was raining.

There is a small hot pot restaurant with a good reputation in the nearby shopping mall, which is suitable for eating alone.Qi Qingxi looked for the address on Meituan, and found that it was lunch time, and there were many people. At a glance, there were almost no empty seats.

He was in a bit of trouble again.

"I'm so good-looking, and I won't be able to eat comfortably when I'm squeezed in among so many people."

If the system had an entity, it would definitely roll its eyes at this time, but he is really good-looking, the system wanted to ridicule, but the words came to his lips, but he didn't know how to express them.

After several hesitation, Qi Qingxi decided to give it a try.

It's nothing more than refusing some girls to ask for contact information. When the time comes, find a remote corner and block the eyes of the outside world. It's not a big problem.

Just a few steps towards the shop, I heard a call not far away.

"Mr. Qi!"

Qi Qingxi looked up, and when he saw someone walking towards him, he was taken aback for a moment.

It turned out to be Han Jiang.

Han Jiang is Zuo Yichen's secretary, he was an acquaintance when he met at the hotel last time.

Qi Qingxi smiled and said, "Mr. Han, hello."

There was no one else around Han Jiang, so Qi Qingxi only regarded him as coming out alone, and his tone of greeting was very relaxed.

"Is Mr. Qi coming to lunch alone?" Han Jiang asked familiarly with a harmless smile.

Qi Qingxi didn't hide anything, anyway, there is nothing to hide, "Yes, it's raining, and the weather is a bit cold, I want to go out for a hot pot meal."

At this moment, Qi Qingxi thought that this was just a chat between ordinary acquaintances.After exchanging pleasantries, he can go in to eat a small hot pot, while Han Jiang can do whatever he should.

Until Han Jiang heard his words, his eyes shone with light, and he said with surprise: "That's such a coincidence!"

A bad premonition came from the heart.

"...Does Mr. Han also want to eat small hot pot?"

It wouldn't be a coincidence that the two of them wanted to eat small hot pot at the same time, and they chose this hot pot restaurant in this shopping mall at the same time, right? !

Qi Qingxi was imagining the scene of two people who were not particularly familiar with sitting together awkwardly chatting and eating hot pot, when Han Jiang opened his mouth with a smile.

"What kind of hot pot are you eating? Our president came to work, just in time for lunch, and ordered a large pot of mandarin ducks at Chongxianzhuang next door, and saw Mr. Qi alone, so he asked me to invite you to eat together."