Don't move, say goodbye! [Quick Transmigration]

Tan Qiao: I don't think I can do it.

System 250: You definitely can't, you can't even charm the main character.

Zhu Lingdang asked Tan Qiao to talk to Sheng Zhao himself.

Not to mention the embarrassment of being suspended from work because of a temper tantrum, now facing Sheng Zhao, Tan Qiao is not sure that he can speak normally, but Zhu Lingdang uttered harsh words, Tan Qiao can only bite the bullet and go to the second floor to find someone.

System 250: The host doesn't seem to have considered resigning.

Tan Qiao was silent for a long time: Not now. After resigning, he would attack the protagonist every day. The book said that there would be no good results. You should let the other party feel a sense of crisis at all times, instead of making him feel that you are pinched to death.

System 250: I don't quite understand.

Tan Qiao didn't bother to explain more to the system. In fact, he didn't really understand it himself, so he just said perfunctorily: Anyway, this job is just right now.

After eleven o'clock in the evening, Tan Qiao originally planned to bring up this matter with Sheng Zhao the next day, but when passing by 201, he found that the door of the room was ajar.

Sheng Zhao would ask for a few days off every month, and he would not leave Yeming Mansion even if he asked for leave. He just locked himself in his room and would reappear normally in a few days. No one knew what he was doing.

Since the door of the room was not closed, it means that most of the people were not asleep.

Tan Qiao stood at the door and prepared for a long time before knocking lightly on the door twice.

No one answered, but the door opened a little more.

Could it be that he fell asleep and forgot to close the door?Tan Qiao thought so, and poked his head into the room.

"Sheng Zhao?"

No one responded, and there was no one in the room. Dim lights filled the room. It was clearly decorated in a similar pattern. Compared with his own, Sheng Zhao's room was very well-furnished and cleaned very well.

He had been here once, and he didn't want to recall any more. Tan Qiao looked away in a panic, and was about to close the door and leave, but suddenly couldn't hold back a 'huh'.

In addition to furniture and daily necessities, the most in the room is drawing paper.

The wall, the floor, and the desk are all covered with white drawing paper. The desk that attracts Tan Qiao's attention the most is the desk. There are some reference books on the desk, and some that Tan Qiao is very familiar with and can almost recognize at a glance. painting tools.

Sheng Zhao's so-called job... is painting?He can also draw?

Tan Qiao, who had been a colleague for nearly two months, was taken aback.

It's impolite to enter someone's room without saying hello, but curiosity is uncontrollable, so Tan Qiao called 'Sheng Zhao' twice, but still no one responded, after struggling for half a minute, he stepped into the room.

Just take a look, I've never heard that Sheng Zhao can also draw, he promises to take a look at what's on the painting before leaving.

However, after looking at the things on the drawing paper, Tan Qiao was so shocked that his jaw dropped.

Tan Qiao: Are you sure he is cannon fodder? ? ?

System 250 was also stupid, went back and read the book again and said: It is indeed cannon fodder.

In a goofy novel that revolves around jewelry design, a design genius is actually set as cannon fodder? !

The style on the table is not currently on the market, but the one hanging on the wall looks familiar. Tan Qiao didn't remember where he saw it before, anyway, it is not the style listed by Gu's.

What attracted Tan Qiao the most was a blueprint pasted on the wall, which was a jewel like a blooming firework.

Just when he was about to take a closer look, there was a burst of unique fragrance after bathing, and then two arms wrapped around his waist.

"In the middle of the night, burglary?"

After being caught peeping, Tan Qiao panicked and wanted to turn around and explain, but Sheng Zhao held him tightly.

Sheng Zhao ambiguously leaned into his ear and asked, "Let's say, robbing wealth or robbing sex."

Tan Qiao: "No robbery!"

Sheng Zhao's hair hadn't been dried yet, water droplets dripped onto his neck, and the water marks when it slipped off left an itchy feeling.

"Sister Ling Dang asked me to come to you!" Steam rose to his forehead, and Tan Qiao discussed, "You let me go first, it's business."

After taking a few glances at his red ears, Sheng Zhao's eyes flickered, and he let go with a light smile.

"Okay, what's the matter? Finish talking and continue."

"... "

Tan Qiao took two steps back, and under Sheng Zhao's gaze, raised her hand to wipe off the drops of water on her neck.

After saying Zhu Lingdang's request in a few words, Tan Qiao couldn't help but look at the drawing on the wall.

Sheng Zhao followed his gaze: "Does it look good?"

Tan Qiao nodded from the bottom of her heart: "Did you draw it? Is this the job you said? I didn't even know you were in the same industry."

"It's strange if you know." Sheng Zhao leaned against the table, and said mockingly: "Aside from being in love, you never came to me."

These words were a bit harsh, and there was a hint of sarcasm in them. Tan Qiao felt embarrassed and guilty after being stabbed, and she became half a head shorter again.

"Sorry." He whispered.

"Tch, it's useless."

Sheng Zhao suddenly raised his chin, leaned over to kiss him, and said, "Anyway, I won't lose."

After taking a bath, Sheng Zhao's demonic aura became even heavier. The beauty was like a lotus, and he was more like a rose, with a brilliance that even the night could not conceal.

Tan Qiao, who was suddenly attacked, widened her eyes in horror, and forgot to run for a while: "Sheng Zhao, didn't we all say that we would forget that day?"

"When did I say that?" Sheng Zhao tilted his head and asked, "You forgot? Let me help you recall it again?"

As he said that, Sheng Zhao was about to walk towards him, and Tan Qiao realized it, and ran to the door in a hurry.

"I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten, okay!"

Tan Qiao wanted to cry but had no tears: "You also know that I am in a relationship with Mr. Gu, and it is impossible to be responsible!"

Throwing down a sentence like a broken can, without daring to look at Sheng Zhao's expression, Tan Qiao ran away without looking back.

System 250: The host, generally speaking, the sleeping party is not responsible.

Tan Qiao covered his face: I remember...he checked the information on the phone.

System 250: ?

Tan Qiao: In case he is like Ah Xiao, although he works here, but he likes girls, I...forget it, you don’t understand.

The system looked at the distraught Tan Qiao and realized that he really didn't understand.

It's just a cannon fodder, what should the host care about?

Ever since Tan Qiao was suspended from work, You Baihui has inexplicably started to devote himself to his work.

At seven o'clock, the Yeming Restaurant hadn't opened yet, and Si Ting was mixing drinks at the bar, when he saw someone coming, he gestured with his chin to place an order on the table.

"Cheng Ye, your regular customer made an appointment yesterday, at eight o'clock, Channel 4."

"OK." Facing the mirror at the bar, he straightened his hair, Cheng Ye was full of energy: "I will definitely be back in the top three this month."

Si Ting still had a gentle and elegant smile: "Not necessarily, Lian Bei never fell out, but you, who will soon be overtaken by Bai Hui."

Hearing this, Cheng Ye lazily lay down on the bar counter, and said coquettishly: "Sometimes people just can't get motivated!"

Tan Qiao, who was sitting by the side, was disgusted by his sticky tone, and shivered all over his body: "Can you speak well?"

Cheng Ye giggled twice: "Little Qiao, I've been very free recently, and today is another day of working as a cold bench? Bell hasn't let you start work yet?"

Tan Qiao is not interested in receiving guests at all, and he is not angry when he hears this: "He asked me to follow Sheng Zhao."

Cheng Ye said: "We've heard about this. What does it mean to follow him? To pick up customers with him? If he doesn't go to work, you have nothing to do?"

Tan Qiao: "Probably that's what it means."

"Brother Sheng's vacation is over today." Cheng Ye was in high spirits, ready to watch the play.

Suddenly remembered something, Cheng Ye looked around, but couldn't find anyone: "By the way, what's the matter with you and Bai Hui? He has been robbing your regular customers like crazy these two days, as if he has been asking about you."

"Let him go."

If possible, Tan Qiao really doesn't want to be popular.

I hope that the protagonist Gong will fall in love with him sooner, and realize that his job is not right, so he doesn’t have to stay here, but go to be the protagonist Gong’s sleep aid every day, maybe he can get paid as well.

Thinking of the protagonist Gong, Tan Qiao took out her mobile phone and edited a good night text message and sent it, and by the way sued You Baihui as usual.

It is said in the book that if you want to make the other party have a desire to protect, it will be more effective to ask for help than to insist on encountering a problem.

Although Gu Chong most likely wanted to shut his mouth and let him fight You Baihui alone.

When it was almost time for business, Sheng Zhao came late.

Tan Qiao was still editing the text message, Sheng Zhao glanced sideways at his phone screen from behind, and waited for him to send it before opening his mouth.

"Protagonist Gong? Did you do it with Gu Chong?"

Tan Qiao just took a sip of water after sending the text message, and spit it out instantly after hearing the words, her face flushed from choking.

Sheng Zhao patted him on the back to help him calm down, and repeated with a smile, "Xiao Qiao, did you do it?"

He was obviously smiling, but even Cheng Ye and Si Ting beside him could feel the terrifying pressure in that smile.

After coughing for a long time, Tan Qiao was relieved. He looked at his colleague who was still digesting a huge amount of information. Although he was annoyed that Sheng Zhao didn't pay attention to the situation when he asked questions, he still shook his head helplessly.

Sheng Zhao's face finally eased a little, and he let out a soft breath from his lips.

"Little Qiao, I'm going to hang out with my brother from today, and I have to work hard to become stronger."

Tan Qiao: "..."

Tan Qiao has accepted his fate at this moment, and Sheng Zhao is just a cannon fodder who doesn't have many roles in the original book. As long as he can resist the temptation, he will definitely end up fighting with the protagonist.

"Don't hold me back, just stay aside obediently and don't talk nonsense."

"I do not speak."

"You want to be a vase?" Sheng Zhao looked him up and down: "You are quite self-aware."

"…you are annoying."

It is said to be studying, but most of the time, Tan Qiao just sits aside like a piece of wood, really like a vase.

It's not his job, he really doesn't need to talk, and Zhu Lingdang's intention is to let him observe carefully.

To be honest, Sheng Zhao doesn't have any special means. In terms of means, he is far inferior to Cheng Ye, who has a basket of ghost ideas. The biggest reason for his popularity is his good looks.

Unlike other young masters who work with some purpose, Sheng Zhao seems to just enjoy the place, rather than saying that he is a young master, he is more like a guest who comes to consume.

His vision is very picky, the guests he receives are all young talents, and his conversation seems to be well-educated. No matter what field the guests talk about, he seems to have something, so it makes people want to dig deeper.

A cold glass of wine was suddenly stuck on her cheek, and Tan Qiao came back to her senses, only to find that Sheng Zhao was looking at her with a half-smile.

"Let me just say, he looks stupid to me."

The guests at the side couldn't help laughing, Tan Qiao wished he could find a crack in the ground and get in.

Then, in front of the guests, Sheng Zhao lightly kissed the side of his cheek where he had touched the cup, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Break up with him, and let you see enough later."

Both the guests and Tan Qiao were dumbfounded, one never expected to see the ambiguous kiss between the young masters of Yeming Pavilion, and the other never expected him to be so unscrupulous.

The vibration of the mobile phone brought Tan Qiao back to God.

He hurriedly pushed Sheng Zhao away, took out his cell phone and saw that it was Gu Chong.

After picking up the phone, Gu Chong's voice came from the microphone, much hoarse than usual, with coughing interspersed with his speech.

"You...cough cough...you come here now."

Tan Qiao was taken aback for a moment, glanced at Sheng Zhao who was squinting his eyes, and said with a guilty conscience, "Where are you going?"

"my home."

After saying this, Gu Chong hung up the phone directly, as if predicting that he would not refuse.

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