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Xie Nanqing thought about the situation when the three of them had dinner together before, and gave a guilty "hmm".

Xie Nanqing has always been good at admitting mistakes, that is, he must seize the opportunity first, and be proactive and sincere.

So he honestly told Cheng Yanyi everything that happened tonight.

Cheng Yanyi listened in silence for a rare two seconds, and then shouted, "Your former boss probably wanted to chase you?!"

"Pfft! Cough cough," Xie Nanqing almost choked on his own saliva, his face flushed from coughing, not knowing what was going on in Cheng Yanyi's brain circuit.

"I'm just telling you that I'm not suitable for that Alpha."

"No!" Cheng Yanyi interrupted him, speaking convincingly, "Your boss definitely has ulterior motives for you, otherwise why would he bother your blind date!! You have to trust a woman's intuition!"

Xie Nanqing didn't know what was intuitive or not, he just felt that Cheng Yanyi was talking nonsense.

He casually said a few words to the other party, and hung up the phone.

It's just that when he was sitting in front of the computer, he couldn't draw a single stroke. After a long while, he gave up, sighed, wandered to the kitchen by himself, and heated a glass of milk.

He was leaning against the table and holding a warm glass, and unconsciously began to recall what Cheng Yanyi said just now in his mind, he was a little lost in thought, but unconsciously thinking about what Zhuo Cheng was doing now.

Mr. Zhuo is still working overtime.

Although Mr. Zhuo is already the boss, there are still a lot of people to take care of below him. In addition to the work accumulated due to hand injuries and the affairs of the Qiancheng branch, there is a pile of work documents. Zhuo Cheng only has time in the evening every day. I can spare a little time to let the wind go and chase my wife.

After drinking a cup of coffee, Zhuo Cheng managed to pull himself together a little bit, and gave a slight "tsk", and looked at his right hand with a plaster cast in distaste, while his left hand slid on the touch screen to control the computer.

I didn't deal with much work, but the chat software in the lower right corner kept flashing.Zhuo Cheng glanced at it, and because it was a private account, it was rare for him to control the mouse to look at it.

He turned his eyes away from the top, and within a few minutes of staring at the plan in front of him, the cell phone left on the sofa started ringing.

Zhuo Cheng frowned, looked up at the seat of the phone, and didn't move.

The phone rang for a while and stopped by itself, and then started ringing again and again for 2 minutes.

Zhuo Cheng stood up impatiently, picked up the phone, swiped his left hand skillfully, picked up the phone, and said in a rather bad tone, "What's the matter?"

"Yo, you're so angry, don't I just disturb you?"

Song Shi was the only one who called at this point in time. It sounded strangely noisy on the other end of the phone, and the other party should be at the shop.

"Go away, I don't have time to come out to play today,"

Song Shi called Zhuo Chengcai and thought about another one. If this person hadn't lied about the military situation to him, he wouldn't have been deceived by the wrong news for so long.

"Song Shi, you did it on purpose. Xie Nanqing is obviously not interested, so tell me why he has an object."

"Ah?" Song Shi was a little dazed, and he paused for a few seconds before picking up Zhuo Cheng's words, "He did tell me that he has a date before."

Zhuo Cheng thought back to the time when Song Shi was chasing people with great fanfare, and after turning his mind, he finally figured it out.

He snorted coldly, with an inexplicable pride in his tone, "Then he is rejecting any excuse you make up, and he wouldn't say that to me."

Song Shi snorted, "Yo, Master Zhuo, if he didn't want to hide it from you, would you only know now?"

As he spoke, his voice paused, and he suddenly realized, "What I said, I told you not to come out to play recently, and the relationship is to date your little assistant?"

"Get the hell out of here," Zhuo Cheng felt his head ache when he heard "bubble", "I'm serious about chasing my wife, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Zhuo Cheng didn't want to talk nonsense with him, he still remembered the grudge, "Why are you calling, talk about something if you have something to do, get out if you have nothing to do."

"Of course something happened," Song Shi could tell through the phone that he was a little gloating, "I just wanted to show you for fun, tsk tsk tsk, so you'll have something to chase after."

Zhuo Cheng was curious, "What?"

"Look at what I sent you," Song Shi didn't explain directly, "I thought it looked familiar before, and many places were right, and Xie Nanqing's WeChat name just happened to be called North——"

Zhuo Cheng couldn't get an answer, and it was rare to listen to him, so he hung up the phone directly, and clicked into the WeChat that had been flashing all the time.

Song Shi sent him several messages half an hour ago.

[Song Shi: [Weibo link]]

[Song Shi: Look at this, isn't this your little assistant who painted you. 】

[Song Shi: The more you look at it, the more you look like it, come and see! 】

Zhuo Cheng clicked on the Weibo link, it was a comic, the blogger was a man named North, and it was published on August 23rd.

Zhuo Cheng frowned at the familiar name, clicked into the long picture, and looked down slowly.

The more you look at him, the more you frown, because the sense of déjà vu in this picture is too strong.

This paragraph is about the protagonist in the comics who is late for work. In order to be quick, he got on the elevator dedicated to the president, but happened to be caught by the president.

Although it might just be a coincidence, Zhuo Cheng couldn't help thinking that when Xie Nanqing was still working as his assistant, he had teased him so many times.

"Isn't that right, is it a coincidence..." Zhuo Cheng slid to the bottom of the picture, his hand suddenly stopped, he zoomed in on the signature in the corner, and saw a "North" signature.

He froze for a while, then reached for a book on the table, opened the cover, and took out the slightly crumpled toilet paper sandwiched between the papers.

The toilet paper has been drawn with a signature pen, and some are smudged, these are not important.

The important thing is that there is a signature of "North" in the lower right corner of this toilet paper that is exactly the same as the one he saw just now!

And this piece of toilet paper was found when he was tidying his clothes after returning from Qiancheng. Xie Nanqing, who was in his pocket, was scribbling casually in the cafe.

The phone vibrated twice, it was a message from Song Shi.

[Song Shi: My new artist boyfriend told me that N University is a big shot in their circle and insisted on showing me this. I felt familiar for a while, so I forwarded it to you. 】

[Song Shi: Maybe it's just a coincidence, don't think too much about it. 】

Zhuo Cheng couldn't express it in his heart, it's not a coincidence, this is him!

Mr. Zhuo has not had time to get out of the joy of defeating his rival, but he has to face the matter of "Xie Nanqing may have bad motives for coming to be his assistant".

He leaned back on the chair, staring vaguely at the toilet paper in his hand.

No wonder Xie Nanqing didn't understand anything when he came to be his assistant, and no wonder he stayed at home every day after resigning, and didn't even go out to find a job.

Feelings, he has never been unemployed?

Zhuo Cheng was a little dazed, for a long while, he picked up the phone that was thrown on the table with one hand, downloaded a Weibo software, registered an account, and followed the ID to find it.

Zhuo Cheng was almost certain that this "North" was Xie Nanqing, but he still slowly flipped through the above Weibo one by one.

North is a cartoonist. Since about three years ago, he has published his works one after another. Later, he signed on a well-known platform. After three years, he has accumulated a lot of fame. There are 20 on Weibo. fans.

North on Weibo and Xie Nanqing in real life really don't look like the same person.

Xie Nanqing was dumbfounded, he was much more restrained, and usually kept his words in his heart, while North was more outgoing, and he had to talk about every little thing on Weibo, such as——

"North: It's so annoying. The boss is not happy today. My colleague asked me to deliver the documents, but I don't want to because he must be very scary."

"North: I spent tens of dollars more by taxi today, all because the boss asked me to deliver some documents at the last minute, it's so annoying."

"..."

Looking at these contents, Zhuo Cheng felt complicated for a moment, he didn't know whether he should be happy that Xie Nanqing always mentioned him on Weibo, or he should be unhappy, what was said above was not dissatisfaction with himself.

"It's not that he doesn't talk, it's just that he doesn't want to talk to me..." Zhuo Cheng sighed, feeling very melancholy, thinking that Xie Nanqing would be able to relax a lot without his so-called boyfriend. The image should be very bad.

"Oh...it's a long way to chase after my wife..."

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Tomorrow I will go to the exam three times, wish me good luck⑧!

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