overdue lover
Chapter 73 Friends Visit
Without waiting for Sister Na's urging, Ji Qinglin first received an inquiry from Mr. Floys.
"How is your considering?"
Ji Qinglin got up from the bed, and typed a line with sleepy eyes, "I haven't thought about it yet."
After so many days, Ji Qinglin has been able to chat with Mr. Floys in a very natural manner. He feels more and more that Mr. Floys is like an old friend who knows each other even if he doesn't say some things. mean.
Mr. Floys sent a photo of Luo Huan cooking for two puppies.
"I haven't eaten yet." A sense of grievance was palpable.
Ji Qinglin looked at the screen and smiled, and naturally took over the topic, "What does Mr. Floys like to eat?"
Mr. Floys replied quickly, "Fat reduction meal."
"I can only eat fat-reducing meals recently."
Ji Qinglin was a little curious and asked why.
"In the past, too much entertainment hurt my body. The doctor advised me to eat a fat-reducing meal."
Ji Qinglin nodded thoughtfully, and learned to cook the fat-reducing meal when he was in college.
At that time, Gu Yinmo followed the school team to the off-campus training camp. The training base was in the outskirts of the city. Gu Yinmo also thought that bed rest was not good enough. Ji Qinglin wanted to compensate him with food, and made various kinds of nutrition for Gu Yinmo every day. A balanced fat-reducing meal, and take the bus for nearly an hour to deliver it to him.
Every time after class, I saw Ji Qinglin waiting for the bus at the bus stop, and the students all teased Ji Qinglin as Gu Yinmo's old mother.
An old lady is an old lady, and Ji Qinglin felt at that time that if he really had such a handsome son, he would be willing to be an old lady.
But Gu Yinmo quickly found an opportunity to reject him. After a fierce quarrel, Ji Qinglin completely gave up the idea of sending lunch.
Because Gu Yinmo's friend said that what he did was purely sensationalizing and attracting people's attention.
Ji Qinglin still remembers the sense of grievance that he mustered up all his courage to do what he wanted to do but was accused of plotting to do something wrong.
He typed out a line and quickly deleted it, jokingly asked: "Mr. Floys has nothing to covet?"
He didn't expect Mr. Floys to answer, so he put down his phone, got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.
When he was having breakfast, he turned on his cell phone again, and Mr. Floys had already changed the subject.
"Do you like dessert very much?"
Ji Qinglin thought of the unfinished chocolate mille-feuille in the refrigerator, and replied "Yeah".
Mr. Floys seemed interested in his desserts and asked if he would make them.
Of course he would do it, and he learned it together when he was learning to make fat-reducing meals, but he felt that Gu Yinmo didn't need him, so he didn't do it again.
Giving help to those who don't need it is self-indulgence.
"No." After Ji Qinglin answered against his will, he also sarcastically said to himself, "I'm a foodie, so I don't know how to do it."
Mr. Floys seemed to be at a loss for what to say to Ji Qinglin's self-deprecation, and he didn't reply for a while.
Forcing himself to ignore the silent mobile phone, Ji Qinglin concentrated on the oat milk in front of him.
He thought about whether he should ask Xin He out for a chat, and talk about everything.
But Sister Na's threat sounded in his mind, and he decided to wait until he stabilized.
As for the little grandson, the studio has lost at least half of its clients and resources, so it is not a threat to Sister Na for the time being, and she probably won't attack Xin He in a short time.
Ji Qinglin thought about it seriously, and felt that he had only two paths now.
One is to obey Sister Na's arrangements, do what she says, be it benevolent or unjust, or be scolded by others, use money to do things, and never interact with Xin He.Or reject Sister Na, go to other studios or companies to participate in the recruitment, try to stay away from their circle, and then find time to chat with Xin He.
Either way, Ji Qinglin knew it would be difficult.
He would rather make himself feel bad than break his promise.
Thinking of this, he opened his laptop and continued to browse the recruitment information.
It is most easy to get sleepy when you are at home. Ji Qinglin lay on the sofa for a while, and as the sun rose higher and higher, his eyelids became heavier and heavier.
At the beginning of the symptoms of daytime sleepiness, he thought it was ordinary spring sleepiness, and it was enough to get over it, but gradually he found that it became difficult for him to get up early, and sometimes he encountered ghosts pressing the bed.
A few times he even saw the ghost clearly in the twilight.
It must be a dream, Ji Qinglin was so frightened that he wrapped himself more tightly with the quilt, not daring to poke his head out to look.
The strange thing is that he slept very well afterwards, completely forgetting about the ghost bed.
Looking back carefully now, that ghost looks like... Gu Yinmo?
Ji Qinglin was taken aback by his own association, and quickly denied his thoughts, telling himself that he must be thinking too much.
The sound of the doorbell interrupted his thoughts, and when he opened the door, Wangcheng and Chenchen were outside.
"Brother Ji, we're resigning!"
Wang Cheng's words were astonishing, causing Ji Qinglin, who was making tea for the two of them, to pause and turn around in surprise.
Chenchen was obviously much calmer than him, she sat aside and nodded, indicating that what Ji Qinglin Wangcheng said was true.
A sense of guilt surged in Ji Qinglin's heart, he put the teacup in front of the two of them, and asked why.
"Xin He believed in the words of that green tea man and insisted on changing the project direction of the studio for the next season. That was originally a practice you made years ago, and you didn't change it before. Why should he do whatever he says. "Wang Cheng complained to Ji Qinglin angrily.
Ji Qinglin was also very helpless, "He is a professional. Xin He values him very much. It is also appropriate to modify the project according to his opinion. You don't need to be angry about this."
"Ji Ge thinks we did something wrong?"
"I……"
Chenchen's rhetorical question stunned Ji Qinglin, and he hurriedly said, "No, I just think it's a pity that I gave up a good job opportunity because of this matter."
He didn't want to use the words "you are still young and don't understand the hardships of life" to teach. He knew that for young people today, life is not only about work.
Compared with Chen Chen and Wang Cheng's mentality, Ji Qinglin felt a little ashamed of his decadent life some time ago.
"The big boss doesn't value that green tea man anymore, but prefers him. We have to listen to him no matter what. We don't want a puppet boss, so we resigned after careful consideration," Chenchen explained to Ji Qinglin, and then looked at him With firm eyes, he said, "Brother Ji, your departure is a start for the studio."
"No one is willing to follow a boss who refuses to listen to advice and insists on going his own way."
Hearing Chen Chen's evaluation of Xin He, and thinking of the hardships of the two when they started their business, Ji Qinglin felt mixed feelings.
Breaking up with a former work partner is uncomfortable for anyone.
Wang Cheng interrupted Chenchen's words, "Okay, let's not talk about unhappy things today, Brother Ji, I ordered barbecue takeaway and beer, and we'll eat with our cheeks off later!"
Seeing that Wang Cheng was still so heartless, Ji Qinglin was a little relieved.
The smell of barbecue attracted the puppies in the bedroom. As soon as they appeared, Chenchen, who had no resistance to plush toys, immediately squatted down and picked one up and began to rua.
Wang Cheng was half drunk, and he and Ji Qinglin came to the balcony to have a breeze.
Seeing his blushing, a little funny, Ji Qinglin couldn't help laughing.
"Ji, Brother Ji, Chenchen and I feel aggrieved for you," Wang Cheng stammered, took a sip of wine for himself, and his tone became more and more intense, "Although we are not the veterans of the studio, but for you We all saw what the studio did. It was you who risked your life in order to take good photos. Xin He said that you drink well and let you go every time you have a party, but you were so drunk in the hotel that you couldn’t leave. He didn't even know when he was on the road!"
"...What did he think of you? As a tool? He was just jealous of your talent and did it on purpose!"
"You drank too much," Ji Qinglin smiled wryly, and snatched the bottle of beer from Wang Cheng, "Don't say such things in the future."
"Why, why!"
Ji Qinglin's tone was a little serious, "I really don't feel wronged."
When he first established the studio, he agreed with Xin He that one person would be in charge of the outfield and the other in charge of the infield.
Ji Qinglin has a good drinker, and in order to exercise his courage, he deliberately chose the outfield, and later this became an unspoken rule in the studio.
He can understand Wang Cheng and Chen Chen's feelings of being wronged for him, but he doesn't need others to fight for him.
"I chose the road. I appreciate the kindness, but don't do it next time." Ji Qinglin patted Wang Cheng on the shoulder, thanking him for thinking of himself.
"Brother Ji, what do you think next?"
This question touched Ji Qinglin's difficulty, he shook the can, drank his own wine, smiled wryly, "I don't have any ideas, I've been out of work for almost a month."
"I have an idea!" Chenchen came from behind holding the dog.
Wang Cheng raised his eyebrows, "Let's listen."
"Brother Ji, you can be a cute pet blogger." Chenchen held up a puppy and stuffed it to Wang Cheng. "You have so many cuties, and it's too rude to keep them all alone. Why don't you make a short video and share them."
Ji Qinglin was taken aback for a moment, thinking that Chenchen's suggestion on the spur of the moment was not bad.
【Speak】
Let's abuse a little more, we, Xiao Ji, have to concentrate on our careers!Guess what the new business is?
Tonight, there will be a small theater section on Weibo, the cuties are welcome to join us on Weibo!
Good night in advance! ! !
"How is your considering?"
Ji Qinglin got up from the bed, and typed a line with sleepy eyes, "I haven't thought about it yet."
After so many days, Ji Qinglin has been able to chat with Mr. Floys in a very natural manner. He feels more and more that Mr. Floys is like an old friend who knows each other even if he doesn't say some things. mean.
Mr. Floys sent a photo of Luo Huan cooking for two puppies.
"I haven't eaten yet." A sense of grievance was palpable.
Ji Qinglin looked at the screen and smiled, and naturally took over the topic, "What does Mr. Floys like to eat?"
Mr. Floys replied quickly, "Fat reduction meal."
"I can only eat fat-reducing meals recently."
Ji Qinglin was a little curious and asked why.
"In the past, too much entertainment hurt my body. The doctor advised me to eat a fat-reducing meal."
Ji Qinglin nodded thoughtfully, and learned to cook the fat-reducing meal when he was in college.
At that time, Gu Yinmo followed the school team to the off-campus training camp. The training base was in the outskirts of the city. Gu Yinmo also thought that bed rest was not good enough. Ji Qinglin wanted to compensate him with food, and made various kinds of nutrition for Gu Yinmo every day. A balanced fat-reducing meal, and take the bus for nearly an hour to deliver it to him.
Every time after class, I saw Ji Qinglin waiting for the bus at the bus stop, and the students all teased Ji Qinglin as Gu Yinmo's old mother.
An old lady is an old lady, and Ji Qinglin felt at that time that if he really had such a handsome son, he would be willing to be an old lady.
But Gu Yinmo quickly found an opportunity to reject him. After a fierce quarrel, Ji Qinglin completely gave up the idea of sending lunch.
Because Gu Yinmo's friend said that what he did was purely sensationalizing and attracting people's attention.
Ji Qinglin still remembers the sense of grievance that he mustered up all his courage to do what he wanted to do but was accused of plotting to do something wrong.
He typed out a line and quickly deleted it, jokingly asked: "Mr. Floys has nothing to covet?"
He didn't expect Mr. Floys to answer, so he put down his phone, got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.
When he was having breakfast, he turned on his cell phone again, and Mr. Floys had already changed the subject.
"Do you like dessert very much?"
Ji Qinglin thought of the unfinished chocolate mille-feuille in the refrigerator, and replied "Yeah".
Mr. Floys seemed interested in his desserts and asked if he would make them.
Of course he would do it, and he learned it together when he was learning to make fat-reducing meals, but he felt that Gu Yinmo didn't need him, so he didn't do it again.
Giving help to those who don't need it is self-indulgence.
"No." After Ji Qinglin answered against his will, he also sarcastically said to himself, "I'm a foodie, so I don't know how to do it."
Mr. Floys seemed to be at a loss for what to say to Ji Qinglin's self-deprecation, and he didn't reply for a while.
Forcing himself to ignore the silent mobile phone, Ji Qinglin concentrated on the oat milk in front of him.
He thought about whether he should ask Xin He out for a chat, and talk about everything.
But Sister Na's threat sounded in his mind, and he decided to wait until he stabilized.
As for the little grandson, the studio has lost at least half of its clients and resources, so it is not a threat to Sister Na for the time being, and she probably won't attack Xin He in a short time.
Ji Qinglin thought about it seriously, and felt that he had only two paths now.
One is to obey Sister Na's arrangements, do what she says, be it benevolent or unjust, or be scolded by others, use money to do things, and never interact with Xin He.Or reject Sister Na, go to other studios or companies to participate in the recruitment, try to stay away from their circle, and then find time to chat with Xin He.
Either way, Ji Qinglin knew it would be difficult.
He would rather make himself feel bad than break his promise.
Thinking of this, he opened his laptop and continued to browse the recruitment information.
It is most easy to get sleepy when you are at home. Ji Qinglin lay on the sofa for a while, and as the sun rose higher and higher, his eyelids became heavier and heavier.
At the beginning of the symptoms of daytime sleepiness, he thought it was ordinary spring sleepiness, and it was enough to get over it, but gradually he found that it became difficult for him to get up early, and sometimes he encountered ghosts pressing the bed.
A few times he even saw the ghost clearly in the twilight.
It must be a dream, Ji Qinglin was so frightened that he wrapped himself more tightly with the quilt, not daring to poke his head out to look.
The strange thing is that he slept very well afterwards, completely forgetting about the ghost bed.
Looking back carefully now, that ghost looks like... Gu Yinmo?
Ji Qinglin was taken aback by his own association, and quickly denied his thoughts, telling himself that he must be thinking too much.
The sound of the doorbell interrupted his thoughts, and when he opened the door, Wangcheng and Chenchen were outside.
"Brother Ji, we're resigning!"
Wang Cheng's words were astonishing, causing Ji Qinglin, who was making tea for the two of them, to pause and turn around in surprise.
Chenchen was obviously much calmer than him, she sat aside and nodded, indicating that what Ji Qinglin Wangcheng said was true.
A sense of guilt surged in Ji Qinglin's heart, he put the teacup in front of the two of them, and asked why.
"Xin He believed in the words of that green tea man and insisted on changing the project direction of the studio for the next season. That was originally a practice you made years ago, and you didn't change it before. Why should he do whatever he says. "Wang Cheng complained to Ji Qinglin angrily.
Ji Qinglin was also very helpless, "He is a professional. Xin He values him very much. It is also appropriate to modify the project according to his opinion. You don't need to be angry about this."
"Ji Ge thinks we did something wrong?"
"I……"
Chenchen's rhetorical question stunned Ji Qinglin, and he hurriedly said, "No, I just think it's a pity that I gave up a good job opportunity because of this matter."
He didn't want to use the words "you are still young and don't understand the hardships of life" to teach. He knew that for young people today, life is not only about work.
Compared with Chen Chen and Wang Cheng's mentality, Ji Qinglin felt a little ashamed of his decadent life some time ago.
"The big boss doesn't value that green tea man anymore, but prefers him. We have to listen to him no matter what. We don't want a puppet boss, so we resigned after careful consideration," Chenchen explained to Ji Qinglin, and then looked at him With firm eyes, he said, "Brother Ji, your departure is a start for the studio."
"No one is willing to follow a boss who refuses to listen to advice and insists on going his own way."
Hearing Chen Chen's evaluation of Xin He, and thinking of the hardships of the two when they started their business, Ji Qinglin felt mixed feelings.
Breaking up with a former work partner is uncomfortable for anyone.
Wang Cheng interrupted Chenchen's words, "Okay, let's not talk about unhappy things today, Brother Ji, I ordered barbecue takeaway and beer, and we'll eat with our cheeks off later!"
Seeing that Wang Cheng was still so heartless, Ji Qinglin was a little relieved.
The smell of barbecue attracted the puppies in the bedroom. As soon as they appeared, Chenchen, who had no resistance to plush toys, immediately squatted down and picked one up and began to rua.
Wang Cheng was half drunk, and he and Ji Qinglin came to the balcony to have a breeze.
Seeing his blushing, a little funny, Ji Qinglin couldn't help laughing.
"Ji, Brother Ji, Chenchen and I feel aggrieved for you," Wang Cheng stammered, took a sip of wine for himself, and his tone became more and more intense, "Although we are not the veterans of the studio, but for you We all saw what the studio did. It was you who risked your life in order to take good photos. Xin He said that you drink well and let you go every time you have a party, but you were so drunk in the hotel that you couldn’t leave. He didn't even know when he was on the road!"
"...What did he think of you? As a tool? He was just jealous of your talent and did it on purpose!"
"You drank too much," Ji Qinglin smiled wryly, and snatched the bottle of beer from Wang Cheng, "Don't say such things in the future."
"Why, why!"
Ji Qinglin's tone was a little serious, "I really don't feel wronged."
When he first established the studio, he agreed with Xin He that one person would be in charge of the outfield and the other in charge of the infield.
Ji Qinglin has a good drinker, and in order to exercise his courage, he deliberately chose the outfield, and later this became an unspoken rule in the studio.
He can understand Wang Cheng and Chen Chen's feelings of being wronged for him, but he doesn't need others to fight for him.
"I chose the road. I appreciate the kindness, but don't do it next time." Ji Qinglin patted Wang Cheng on the shoulder, thanking him for thinking of himself.
"Brother Ji, what do you think next?"
This question touched Ji Qinglin's difficulty, he shook the can, drank his own wine, smiled wryly, "I don't have any ideas, I've been out of work for almost a month."
"I have an idea!" Chenchen came from behind holding the dog.
Wang Cheng raised his eyebrows, "Let's listen."
"Brother Ji, you can be a cute pet blogger." Chenchen held up a puppy and stuffed it to Wang Cheng. "You have so many cuties, and it's too rude to keep them all alone. Why don't you make a short video and share them."
Ji Qinglin was taken aback for a moment, thinking that Chenchen's suggestion on the spur of the moment was not bad.
【Speak】
Let's abuse a little more, we, Xiao Ji, have to concentrate on our careers!Guess what the new business is?
Tonight, there will be a small theater section on Weibo, the cuties are welcome to join us on Weibo!
Good night in advance! ! !
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