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When Yan Ji changed his clothes and came out, Dong Li was holding up his mobile phone, not knowing who to call.Seeing the little junior brother follow Xu Jibai into the room step by step like a shy girl, he knew something bad in his heart.

He hastily explained a few words to the person opposite, then hung up, and quickly stepped forward to ask: "Little brother, An An and I have something to go back to the company now, can I ask He Xing to take you to the airport?"

Yan Ji's eyes flickered for a moment, lowered his eyelashes to avoid Dong Li's probing gaze, and said hesitantly, "Brother, I'm actually not in a hurry to go back to school."

Dong Li couldn't believe his ears. A few days ago, he strongly asked the program group to provide a desktop computer. He wanted to check emails [-] times a day. Could it be that the person who ran and deduced the algorithm was a fake Yan Ji?

At that moment, Xu Jibai felt that he was about to be burned to ashes by the anger in Dong Li's eyes.

In private, Dong Li is Yan Ji’s sympathetic friend, and it’s an exaggeration to say that even if Yan Ji loses a hair, Dong Li can see it clearly; in public, he is an old fritter who has been up and down for more than ten years in the business world, and is best at guessing people’s hearts .Even with Gu Anfeng's toes at this moment, Dong Li knew that the two must have had such an affair.

He buttoned up his suit, pointed at the pair of cunning little mandarin ducks with one finger, and said coldly, "I'll settle the score with you two little bastards when I come back." After finishing speaking, Gu Anfeng had already opened the door, and the two The individual went away like a gust of wind.

Yan Ji flinched for a moment, then turned around to comfort Xu Jibai: "It's okay, senior brother usually calls someone a bastard when he is ready to let the past go."

For example, after the ACM competition, he was carried out of the auditorium by all the seniors from the computer department, they made him drink alcohol in a wheel battle, and then threw him drunk beside the lotus pond to sleep all night. endlessly.

He Xingxing gloated: "That's because you are Mr. Dong's younger brother and have a classmate friendship. But for Xu Jibai, he and Dong Li are in a cold and ruthless relationship of exploitation and being exploited."

Xu Jibai despaired: "He Xing, what is my termination fee?"

Dong Li went in a hurry because Jing Chuan came back from Europe.

When he returned to the office, Jing Chuan was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, drinking the Mingqian Longjing that he dug out from Dong Li's cabinet.

He was carelessly playing with a small ornament in his hand, and he was absent-minded for a long time before he noticed that Dong Li was already standing in front of him, looking down at him leisurely.

Jing Chuan put down his teacup, leaned forward, and smiled at Dong Li: "The tea is not bad, Zhen Changyu must have kept it."

Dong Li shrugged: "The owner of the tea garden just happens to be my friend."

Jing Chuan didn't take it seriously: "That's because I thought too much. But it doesn't matter if it was sent by Zhen Changyu, I put it down a long time ago."

"It's none of my business whether you let it go or not. I don't care about Jingda Qingsheng's glass heart." What he cares more about is Comrade Gu Anfeng's glass heart.

"Don't be like this," Jing Chuan rubbed the small statue in his hand, "After I arrived in Athens, I slept in the hotel for three days, woke up on the fourth day, and saw a laurel tree outside the window. At that time, I thought I was ridiculous. It’s like a rock, what’s the point of me carrying a rock for the rest of my life?”

Dong Li questioned: "Wait, did you sleep alone in the hotel?"

Jing Chuan was stunned for a moment, a thin layer of dizziness appeared on his pale face, and he said angrily: "Dong Li, do you still want "Blooming Blossoms"?"

Dong Li pulled out a chair, sat opposite him, and said with all his heart: "In all fairness, you have to be ahead of me in Zhenghong Film and Television for so many years. I make TV dramas, and you work hard to make movies to win awards. Isn't it just holding back for Zhen Changyu?" Tone. Now that the breath has been vented, why should I trust your talent? And why should I trust you not to hold a grudge against me?"

Li Xizi murmured: "Here it is again, the Zhenghong I miss are fighting against each other every day."

Gu Anfeng was surprised: "Zhenghong was so scary back then? Why didn't I know?"

Li Xizi rolled his eyes: "Because you were not popular at the time, Gu An'an kid. Before you appeared, I was cute with red and white Xipi. One is Zhenghong's cinnabar mole, which has been nominated for international awards, and the other is Zhenghong's. Bai Yueguang, ratings guarantee and honor. Such two people love each other and kill each other, tsk, it's really cute."

Gu Anfeng smiled: "Can you say it again? The wind is too strong and I didn't hear clearly."

Li Xizi clasped his hands together and raised them above his head: "Brother An, I didn't say anything!"

On the other side, Jing Chuan has already compromised: "Okay, after all, we have been friends for so many years, and I only need this amount to invest." He gestured two slender fingers, "But you are not allowed to find Zhenghong to jointly produce."

"Such a big piece of cake, needless to say, I won't give it to Zhenghong." Dong Li clasped his fingers together, "But we don't need to talk about friendship, we really don't have much friendship."

Jing Chuan waved his hand: "Don't say that, among the few relationships I have, all the hatred is shared with you."

Dong Li was expressionless: "Although the ancients said that if you invest in papaya, you will be rewarded with Qiongju. But I'm sorry, the businessman has been in business for a long time, and I can't afford to be early, and you don't pay me wages, so I don't have the energy to pay attention to you." .”

Jing Chuan didn't care and said, "Just follow me now. After all, the future of your sweetheart Gu Anfeng depends on me. But, don't you care at all? If Cheng Jue hadn't joined Lao Zhong's group, what would I have done?" Who to choose for cooperation? Is it you or Cheng Mo's company?"

"You go to him now, I believe he will be happy to play."

Jing Chuan smiled: "Please ask me, please ask me."

"Oh, let me ask you then."

Jing Chuan took a long breath: "I will choose Gu Anfeng. Although I have a rift with you, if there is no Gu Anfeng in "Kur Yang Shenghua", I will despise myself."

For the first time today, Dong Li showed a real smile: "Thank you, Jing Chuan."

Jing Chuan stood up, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and the sunlight shone through the glass window on his back, making him look more like a jade tree with a handsome silhouette: "Before I left, I actually asked Zhen Changyu a similar question. I asked him , if he hadn't met you first when he was a child, who would he prefer later on, guess what he said?"

Dong Li tenderly looked at Gu Anfeng at the side, and said decisively, "I don't want to know."

"You really understand me," Jing Chuan praised without hesitation, "After I asked, I found that I didn't want to know. So I turned around and left without waiting for his answer."

After being silent for a while, he suddenly asked, "Dong Li, what do you think of Le Yi signing me?"

"It's not good. I owe Zhen Changyu favors. I won't steal his people this time."

"Cut," Jing Chuan said, "I don't keep my master here, I have my own place to keep my master. It's as if if you don't sign me, I have to go back and work for that great immortal.",

Dong Li was noncommittal, and Jing Chuan suddenly stuffed the small marble statue into his hand: "You know, this kind of stone carving, in order to show the beauty of the human body, does not depict the sexual characteristics faithfully, so the bottom is all super small silver statues. Sample pewter tip."

The last sentence he left when he left was angry: "Zhen Changyu must not be too old!"

Dong Li mocked lightly: "If you can't eat grapes, you say grapes are sour." He opened his hands, and a naked, muscular Apollo with a laurel crown on his head lay quietly in his palm.

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End Warning!Thank you for the little angels who have been with you all the way~ Let’s talk about the next plan slowly, it’s too late today OTZ