Professional dismantling

After lying on the bed, Zhao Yao stared at the tie in a daze. Countless possibilities flashed through his mind, but he rejected them one by one in the end.After thinking about it, he called Yan Rui.

After calling several times, Zhao Yao said unhappily, "Why is it taking so long? Is the party still raving?"

"Carnival your sister!" The person on the other end of the phone almost roared out, "You are such a buddy, you will be gone when I f*ck around, you know I'm alone How stupid is it to be like a fool there? It's so heartless."

Zhao Yao was stunned by the yelling, and it took him a long time to find his voice, "Who are you?"

He gasped and paused for three or four seconds before gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Li!"

It took Zhao Yao another long time to understand. He took down the phone and looked at it. Yan Rui written on it was correct. He put the phone back to his ear and asked suspiciously, "He Li?"

The other side was very angry, and it took a long time before he replied weakly: "It's me!"

"Why are you listening to Yanrui's call?"

"Speaking of this..." He Li seemed to be even more angry, and shouted: "Didn't you say that Shou Xing is a long-legged beauty? Why is he a man?"

Zhao Yao raised his forehead, "Don't Yan Rui have long legs? Is he not good-looking? Is he not worthy of the level of beauty?"

He Li: "..."

"I only said that Shou Xing is a long-legged beauty, but I didn't say that that beauty refers to a woman!"

He Li: "..." Blame me?He Li gritted his teeth.

"You let Yanrui answer the phone, I have something to ask him." Only then did Zhao Yao remember the purpose of his call.

"He can't take it..." He Li turned his head to look at the person who was almost half of his body hanging on his shoulders, and added: "It's hard to even speak."

Zhao Yao was shocked, "What did you do to him? You beast!"

He Li: "Goodbye."

Hearing the busy tone from the handset, Zhao Yao was going to be in a bad mood, but Yanrui was the first to fall in love with him, how could He Li? !

The more Zhao Yao thought about it, the more frightened he became, the more depressed he became, and when he called back again, the phone turned off directly.

When Cao Wenjun called, Zhao Yao had already imagined the scene of Yanrui being treated like this by He Li a hundred times, and he was able to answer the phone at this time because of the last bit of faith.

"Didn't you go back early? Why are you still weak? I'm not so resentful about the one you took and threw away halfway."

Zhao Yao finally regained his composure after hearing this, "Did you see me go?"

"No, I'm still wondering why you just peeed. They all guessed that you couldn't drink Fang Anhe, so they counted 36."

Zhao Yao didn't bother to explain, "Then Fang Anhe has a special face, he must have stepped on me in front of others."

"Talents are not so tasteless..." Cao Wenjun obviously had a crush on Fang Anhe, and his tone was full of defense, "A man suddenly came to take your clothes and said that you drank too much and went home to sleep. Many people laughed at you. They helped you out when you were there, you have to thank him when we meet next time."

"It's really uncomfortable to listen to other people's family's sentences." Zhao Yao said, and suddenly thought of something and asked: "A man came to take my clothes? What kind of man?"

"You don't know it yourself? Why don't you call someone... Did he come and get it for you?"

It must be the man in the mask, Zhao Yao thought while gritting his molars.

Zhao Yao thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Why don't you ask casually, you too, no matter if you recognize me or not, just give my things to others, what if you are a liar."

Cao Wenjun hahaha: "Most of the people who live here are artists or staff of the star concept, if there are really that number of people, go to your brother who has no blood relationship."

Cao Wenjun's words reminded him, "Didn't Fang Anhe bring two artists here today? They are from a singing group, have you seen them?"

"See you..." Cao Wenjun felt like flying when he said this, "I also want an autograph. My girlfriend likes their songs. When I gave her the autograph tonight, she smiled. Tut tut..."

Zhao Yao frowned, "When is it time to sign? Why don't I know."

"You go home and go to bed, you know what?" Cao Wenjun murmured, "You don't know, Yanrui suggested to play some Lyric Solitaire contest not long after you left, and once you start playing, it will be endless, I want an autograph But it took a few rounds to arrive."

Zhao Yao was dumbfounded now. According to Cao Wenjun, the person who wore a mask and tied him with a tie was not one of the two artists that Fang Anhe brought over, but he was certain that this person was the same as that time It was the same guy in Milan.

Who the hell could be so bored?

Zhao Yao scratched his head and couldn't think of a reason. He hung the tie in his closet, stared at it for a long time, then gritted his teeth as if he had made up his mind, and said to it: "It's very Well, you managed to get my attention."

Most importantly, Cao Wenjun told him not to forget to go to work tomorrow!

Dusha Magazine is located in the busiest part of the city center, surrounded by high-rise buildings. Zhao Yao stood downstairs and looked up, feeling that his cervical spondylosis had been cured for many years.

Zhao Yao, who has never followed the script in the story since he came here, is quite complicated in his heart at this time. He is both emotional and worried. On the one hand, he feels that such a life is beyond his dreams, and on the other hand, he is afraid that he will never get anything. No mess up what mess up.

Cao Wenjun pushed him from behind, and said impatiently, "Let's go, I haven't been to work for more than a month, what's the matter, I still want to look up at the sky and write poems, just because I'm almost late to pick you up."

Zhao Yao was staggered by his push, "What's the hurry, don't I want to find the feeling of going to work?"

Cao Wenjun staggered him and walked directly to the elevator entrance, "Then take your time looking for it, this month has just started, I don't want to be late on the first day."

Zhao Yao's boss is the editor-in-chief of the fashion column. A woman named Zhou Jin is wearing red-rimmed glasses. She is in her 30s by visual inspection. She is wearing a dark vertical stripe suit. Ponytail, inexplicably made Zhao Yao tremble.

The editor-in-chief stared at the various certificates in his hand and flipped through them. Zhao Yao almost thought she was falling asleep, so he asked after a long while, "Is your body feeling good?"

Zhao Yao hurriedly put on a flattered expression, "It's all over, thank you sister Zhou for your concern."

To please the boss is a must-have skill for every employee. Zhao Yao has learned this since he was just an intern, and although this industry is a bit different from the entertainment industry, they all follow the fashion line. Besides, he is an editor-in-chief. What is his level of appreciation? It must be much better than ordinary people, so Zhao Yao added: "Sister Zhou is really radiant today, this makeup and this dress match perfectly."

In fact, he really wanted to add a sentence "It's so different from those coquettish sluts outside", but seeing the change in Zhou Jin's eyes, Zhao Yao felt that she would not like to hear it.

Zhou Jin was quite surprised, looked at Zhao Yao for a while and then smiled, "How did Xiao Zhao learn to flatter, I've never seen you compliment a girl before."

"That's because I don't have many chances to see Sister Zhou like this." Zhao Yao answered eloquently.

In fact, what he said was not all lies. In the book, Zhao Yao had just returned to China for two months, and he only had one friend when he went to work in Dusha. Except for an interview with the editor-in-chief, there are very few others.

Zhou Jin guessed that she rarely heard such words, and thought it was quite interesting. She is a very rigorous person in doing things and being a person, and few people under her face that has not smiled for many years dare to flatter. Zhao Yao is the first one who dares to take pictures in front of his face.

"Ni Man's column did a good job last time. There are not many people at your age who can persist in working despite illness. Work hard."

"Ah... oh, okay."

Zhao Yao walked back to his seat and sat down in a daze. He was praised for not doing anything. It was a bit inexplicable for him to pick such a bargain. He frowned and thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out.

A girl on the opposite side handed over a plum candy. Seeing his face, she thought she had been wronged by the editor-in-chief, and comforted her: "It's okay, the editor-in-chief is just a bit stricter. Just eat a candy and you'll be fine."

Zhao Yao took the candy for a long time before returning to his senses. Before he could figure out the situation, the girl asked again: "I heard that you had a car accident a while ago, and it was quite serious. Originally, several colleagues from our department were going to visit you together, but Qin The chief assistant stopped him."

Zhao Yao's scattered nerves returned to their place this time, and he was taken aback when he heard this, "President Qin? Qin Yin?"

"Yeah..." The girl nodded, "We didn't know that you have such a good relationship with Mr. Qin. Could it be that Ni Man's interview specified you to do it, and take me with you when you have such an opportunity in the future."

Zhao Yao disassembled the plum candy and threw it into his mouth. The salty and sweet taste stimulated the taste buds on the tip of his tongue, and all his scattered thoughts returned to their original place in an instant. He smiled at the girl, " In fact, we are not as good as you think, I was hit by him when I got into a car accident."

Seeing the girl's mouth wide open in surprise, Zhao Yao raised his index finger and made a "shh" gesture on his lips, and said with a smile: "Don't say it, you also know Qin Yin's tricks, I just want to I told you."

The girl nodded again and again, reassuring, "I will keep my mouth shut."

Zhao Yao was very satisfied, "I heard that a new issue will be released at the end of the month, can you give me a copy?"

Zhao Yao rummaged through the seat drawers, and found nothing but a few sketchbooks and a few pencils. It didn't look like a seat for someone who hadn't been to work for a month, but rather like a seat for someone who hadn't been to work for a year.

The girl smiled and took the latest issue from the file storage rack next to him and handed it to him, "I read Ni Man's interview, and although there was a mistake in the typesetting, I really think it's pretty good. They're all great. Look..." The girl pointed to the cover, "We even chose this one for the cover of a journal."

Zhao Yao thanked the girl with a smile, and then returned to the seat in front of him and sat down. Zhao Yao directly opened the page of Ni Man's exclusive interview. The [-]P in total were all about the interview. Zhao Yao only knew that Xiang Li Qing prepared a lot of questions that day, and I really didn't expect this Ni Man to give face so much.