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When Xie Nanqing came out of the hotel with his suitcase, the car sent by his family was already waiting downstairs.

The driver was Xiao Zhong from last time. After he helped the Omega young master put his luggage away, he winked at him, and then sat back in the driver's seat.

Xie Nanqing took a deep breath, bent over and got on the back seat, and as expected, he saw Xie Yixiu who was sitting on the other side.

He closed the car door and called out "Brother" obediently.

Xie Yixiu snorted softly, and deliberately turned his face away from looking at him, but he didn't hold back for 2 minutes, and pulled him up and down to check, "Aren't you injured?"

"My hand was scratched a little," Xie Nanqing stuck to Bondi's hand and stretched it out in front of Xie Yixiu to show him, "It's not hurt." Seeing that Xie Yixiu's face became ugly, he hesitated for a while before helping Zhuo Cheng. Say, "Mr. Zhuo is protecting me."

It’s okay not to mention Zhuo Cheng, but once Zhuo Cheng was mentioned, Xie Yixiu’s face sank, he looked at the hopeless Omega brother with hatred, and taught him, “If he hadn’t brought you to Qiancheng, you would have been killed. Car hit?"

Xiao Zhong, who was driving in front, also responded with righteous indignation.

Xie Nanqing had no choice but to keep her mouth shut.

President Xie Yixiu, when he met Xie Nanqing, he lost his composure completely. He nagged Xie Nanqing Xiaoer for 10 minutes before asking him suddenly, "Have you resigned?"

Xie Nanqing hung his head and was about to fall asleep. Hearing Xie Yixiu's words, he was distracted, rubbed his eyes and said, "Not yet."

Xie Yixiu frowned and looked at him, "Quickly resign for me." After saying this, he felt too forceful, so he added, "If you still want to find a place to continue to observe, cough, and observe the president, I will start again Help you find a relationship."

Xie Nanqing was taken aback by his brother's domineering speech, and was taken aback for a moment before rejecting him, "...It doesn't matter."

Xie Yixiu didn't say anything, the carriage became quiet, and Xie Nanqing was about to fall asleep leaning against the window, before he said again, "Zhuo Ji's actions were really dishonest, but he stepped on this matter in the first place. On the high-voltage line, if Zhuo Cheng doesn't do this, someone else will do it, so don't feel too guilty."

Xie Nanqing was in a daze, and after a while he realized what he meant.

Although the whole thing happened because of Zhuo Cheng, but Zhuo took the injury to protect him, Xie Yixiu was afraid that he would go into a corner and was comforting him.

Xie Nanqing responded with a warm heart.

Suddenly remembered what Zhuo Cheng said, and asked him, "How do you know?"

Xie Yixiu smiled, "Don't think that if the Zhuo family wants to cover up the rumors, they can really cover it up. The black market is not clean and the profits are huge. Many people are staring at that area. If there is a little trouble, those people are better than each other. clear."

Xie Nanqing didn't understand, and nodded in a daze.

Xie Yixiu didn't say too much on this topic, he mentioned a few sentences and turned to other topics, "The Mid-Autumn Festival will be in two days, is your estrus also in these few days? Then why don't you go back to Dad first?" Mom and the others live there for a few days, don't keep running around."

Xie Nanqing responded, leaned on the back of the chair and closed her eyes.

The shallow sleepiness just now disappeared, he closed his eyes and kept thinking about Zhuo Cheng in his mind.

He left without leaving a word for Zhuo Cheng, and he didn't know if the other party would be anxious...

Forget it, he shrugged his shoulders and thought, anyway, he thought he was clumsy, so maybe he would be happy if he didn't go.

It was already afternoon when he got home, he turned on his phone to check, Zhuo Cheng sent him a message, it was about receiving the soup, and asked him to rest in the hotel for a few days, so he didn't need to help for the time being.

Xie Nanqing was a little annoyed, thinking that it was you who disliked me, and still said such high-sounding words.

He wanted to tell Zhuo Cheng that he had gone home, and he would not go to the hospital to see him again, but this was a bit of anger, and it was really unnecessary, so Xie Nanqing pressed the delete button again, and entered the text in the input box. All content has been deleted.

After struggling with these, he started to pack his things.

Because he has to go back to his parents' house for the holidays, and the estrus is approaching, he doesn't know how long he will stay. There is a change of clothes he usually uses in the villa, so he doesn't need to bring more. He brings his digital tablet and enough doses of Inhibitor, went out, and followed Xie Yixiu back to his parents' house.

Two days later it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, Xie Nanqing was intoxicated at his parents' house, and after the Mid-Autumn Festival, he immediately entered the estrus period, so he had to close the door and nest in the room by himself, eating and sleeping again eat life.

On the contrary, Xie Nanqing owed several days of manuscripts due to a business trip, so Xie Nanqing took advantage of this time to draw a picture, and roughly outlined the development of the plot.

He originally thought that his inspiration might decline after leaving Zhuo Cheng, but he didn't expect that the comments below were all a series of "hahahahahahahahaha", which made him happy and at a loss as to what to do.

He flipped through and found some useful comments,

——"What kind of human-shaped sand sculpture is this? Hahahahaha, it's funny and angry to see."

——"The sense of social animal substitution is very strong. If I met such a boss who is so cruel, I would have resigned a long time ago! (Of course, if the boss is as handsome as Z, it's a different matter)"

——"I seriously doubt whether Da Da went to some sand sculpture cram school...but I like it!"

He let out a sigh of relief, feeling that what these people like to see is a sand sculpture boss, not a realistic president?

Xie Nanqing realized.

So he simply sent a resignation letter to the company's personnel department.

He has been procrastinating not to resign because he is afraid that after leaving Zhuo Cheng, he will not be able to create such a vivid Z, since he has not been affected by anything now, and he has already mastered the essence, so why go to work?

"Anyway, it doesn't matter if I'm there or not," Xie Nanqing muttered in a low voice, "Anyway, I'll just get in the way and cause trouble."

He thought angrily, and then let out another sigh of relief, muttering in his mouth, he didn't know what he was talking about, and turned to the world he wrote.

Xie Nanqing's estrus period was very stable, five days a month, he took the last dose of the suppressant, fell asleep and fell asleep, and the fragrance of flowers in the house was no longer as strong as before.

He stretched, turned on the air purifier next to him, and sat down in front of the computer with a nest of chicken heads on his back.

There is an email lying on the computer, which was sent to him by the editor Apple Duoduo, asking him to go online to chat about publishing issues.

Xie Nanqing just slapped his head and remembered that he didn't seem to look at his phone for many days, so it's no wonder Apple Duoduo came to him like this.

He quickly took out the cell phone with a dead battery and black screen from under the quilt, found the charging cable, and connected it to charge.

There was a knock on the door outside, it was his mother who counted the time and asked him to go out for dinner.

Xie Nanqing followed her downstairs for dinner, and when she came back, her mobile phone was fully charged.

He sat in the chair, pressed the power button, and thought about things indiscriminately, but when the mobile phone in his hand was turned on, it vibrated crazily, so frightened that he almost dropped the mobile phone.

"Is the publisher in such a hurry..."

Xie Nanqing muttered in a low voice, while clicking into the chat software to read.

As a result, Apple Duoduo only sent him two messages in total, and the vibrating messages all came from the same person.

——His former boss, Zhuo Cheng.

When Xie Nanqing saw this name, he started to have a physical headache. Halfway through the pain, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, "I'm not his employee anymore, why are you afraid of him?"

Xie Nanqing followed Zhuo Cheng's usual manner and snorted softly, not intending to click on the message box full of red dots.

He poked into Apple Duoduo's chat box, and the two chatted for a while about publishing issues. Before they could discuss anything, the phone in his hand began to vibrate crazily again.

Xie Nanqing was startled, flustered, and accidentally pressed the green answer button.

Xie Nanqing had no choice but to put the phone to his ear, coughed lightly, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Xie Nanqing, you scared me to death." The voice over there was tired and angry, "I'm going to call the police if I can't make a call."

The author says:

I'm going to the hospital tomorrow, and the update is not necessarily. If there is no update at nine o'clock, there is a high probability that I haven't finished writing