What to do if you are chased by old attackers every day [Quick Transmigration]

Shu Xingmi saw the screen of his mobile phone light up, and it was a string of unfamiliar phone numbers.

During the live broadcast, he will set his mobile phone to silent and do not disturb mode. If he sees a call from Mr. Zhang, he will definitely answer it. It may be that the company is looking for him temporarily, but if it is an unfamiliar number, he will ignore it. I often receive sales or fraudulent calls, maybe this time too, generally Shu Xingmi will not call back such numbers.

Act as if nothing happened.

Ten seconds later, Zhang Jinqiu pressed the hang up button.

There was no response from the live broadcast room, and there was no sound of the phone ringing, but even though there was a delay, Zhang Jinqiu still saw a small movement of the male anchor. The eyelashes cover half of the eyeball, which is unique.

With just this one action, the suspicion in Zhang Jinqiu's heart increased to 55%.

However, although it is suspicious, it cannot be used as conclusive evidence that the anchor = Secretary Fang.

What if there is an app content push on his mobile phone?Or just someone sent a message to him?It's all possible.

If Xiaofang calls back after downloading the broadcast later, the evidence will be conclusive.

No, that's not right, Secretary Fang can also call him back, but it still can't be confirmed.

This kind of paradoxical feeling made Zhang Jinqiu want to stop, just like a guessing game, he was about to guess, but there was a small fallacy, the truth was in front of him, only a millimeter away, but he couldn't touch it.

What is not achieved is always extra impressive.

Accidentally, it's 10:30.

As long as Zhang Jinqiu doesn't go out to socialize at night, he will take a bath at eight o'clock, read at nine o'clock, and turn off the lights on time to go to bed at ten o'clock.

Tonight, I didn't take a bath, didn't read a book, and even went to bed half an hour late. I didn't leave the live broadcast room until I said good night to Xiaofang.

Zhang Jinqiu dialed Secretary Fang's cell phone number again, this time using his own number, and he was connected after only half a ring, which was extremely fast.

"Mr. Zhang." The voice of Secretary Fang who was always on call.

"Is your health better?" Zhang Jinqiu quickly found a safe topic, "Rest early."

"Thank you Mr. Zhang for your concern. I'm much better. I'm sorry to cause trouble for Mr. Zhang today."

Secretary Fang's voice was still the same as in the company, smooth and clear, and there was no fault at all.

It's just a bit too stylized and rigid.

Zhang Jinqiu's hearing is very sensitive, not only heard Secretary Fang's voice, but also heard some other sounds, very soft and indistinct, like pulling a zipper or taking off socks.

He instantly thought of the black dress and stockings.

"No, no trouble, by the way, what are you doing?" Zhang Jinqiu's curiosity drove him to say things that he would not normally say. He never asked others "what are they doing", and he didn't care much.

Secretary Fang on the other end of the phone was visibly stunned for a moment. The words "what are you doing" seemed to have slightly transcended the boundaries between superiors and subordinates, especially at a private time like 10:30 in the evening.

"It's nothing else, I'm just afraid that I'll give you too much work." Zhang Jinqiu added.

"No, I'm going to take a shower and go to bed, how about you?"

"Me too, go ahead and see you tomorrow."

"Okay, good night and sweet dreams, see you tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Jinqiu's suspicion rose to 60%.

Good night, good dream, see you tomorrow, is the idiomatic expression used by the male anchor Xiao Fang to bid farewell to the audience before the broadcast.

Although this sentence is very common, Secretary Fang's rhythm and tone are as high as 99% similar to the male anchor.

When Zhang Jinqiu was taking a bath, he remembered what Mr. Wang had said to him during the day.

"His mother stabbed his father to death, and he is still in prison."

"His father is the youngest in the family, the most favored youngest son, just gone. Can the Fang family let it go? Anyway, Mr. Fang was so angry that he hadn't let Fang Yuanjun into his house for more than ten years, because Fang Yuanjun It looks like his mother, especially those eyes... Fang Yuanjun was fostered at his cousin's house, and his cousin secretly provided for him to go to college. He was supposed to guarantee graduate school, but he didn't go. I'm out of order, I've been recuperating abroad, and Fang Yuanjun paid for the exorbitant medical expenses, atonement for his mother..."

Zhang Jinqiu did the math, and the monthly salary he offered to Secretary Fang was [-], which should be considered good for a graduate with no work experience, but the recuperation fee should be more than that. life will be very difficult.

Anchor is a fast-growing industry, and it is easy for a popular anchor to spend a lot of money overnight.

In Zhang Jinqiu's mind, the image of a women's clothing anchor singing, dancing, and pleasing the audience appeared.

Shu Xingmi took off her women's clothing, folded it and put it in the closet.

Some regret that I didn't say a few more words with Zhang Jinqiu on the phone just now.

He is deliberately controlling his emotions and words.His love for Zhang Jinqiu, to be precise, is his love for the reincarnated Pei Yu. The monarch's love for him, and Zhanglin's trust in him... As long as Zhang Jinqiu thinks that there is Pei Yu's soul in Zhang Jinqiu's body, he will hopelessly want to possess him.

Subordinates' excessive overtures and intimacy with their superiors may be counterproductive.

Shu Xingmi didn't want to arouse Zhang Jinqiu's suspicion and resentment, so he held the measure very carefully.

Therefore, facing Zhang Jinqiu's question, he could only say dryly, "I'm going to take a shower and then go to bed, how about you".

While taking a bath, Shu Xingmi fantasized about Zhang Jinqiu and resolved his desire.

When Zhang Jinqiu woke up, his head was sweating, with a tent between his legs, and he had hot flashes.

Obviously the air conditioner is on.

He looked between his legs, a little incredulous.

The thing diagnosed as frigid by the doctor is in high spirits, and the bed sheets are also dirty.

Closing his eyes, the scene from his dream reappeared in front of his eyes.

Zhang Jinqiu dreamed that he broke into the hostess' house, it was a messy place, the lights were dim, there was a light brown soft sofa in the living room, he pressed Xiao Fang on the sofa, his bright red high-heeled shoes were tilted up, He untied them indiscriminately and threw them on the mat at the door. The male anchor's two long legs pinched his waist, so he tore the black stockings and roughly pushed the thin short skirt to his waist.The male anchor is also hard.Although wearing women's clothes, it is a man's body when stripped naked.

Zhang Jinqiu only remembered that he was holding the man's wrist with both hands, both of them were breathing heavily, and then there was an intense sex |

You are such a jerk.Zhang Jinqiu scolded himself in his heart.

What's the difference between you and those men who speak foul language?It's just that they expressed it directly, and you secretly fantasized about this kind of thing in your dreams.

Zhang Jinqiu lifted the thin quilt, took out a tissue from the bedside table, unpacked it, wiped the space between his legs, changed into a pair of underwear, tore off the sheet and stuffed it into the washing machine.

There was faint light from outside the curtains, Zhang Jinqiu changed the sheets, took a hot bath, and couldn't resist coming again while taking a bath.

what is it today.

He dried his hair, took out his phone and opened the photo album, found the photo of Secretary Fang blushing, selected many screenshots of Xiao Fang's live broadcast, and deleted 37 photos.

After breakfast, Zhang Jinqiu couldn't help but restore those 37 photos from "Recently Deleted".

One night, it was already 45:[-], Zhang Jinqiu took Shu Xingmi to socialize in the clubhouse, played billiards for a while, ate some supper, someone was playing lazy piano music not far away, the brilliant shadow of the crystal lamp reflected in In the wine glass, Zhang Jinqiu drank it down in one gulp.

Zhang Jinqiu remembered that women's clothing anchors usually started live broadcasting at eight o'clock. He looked at Secretary Fang who was sitting next to him pouring wine, took out his mobile phone, turned it to silent, and entered Xiaofang's live broadcast room.

If Xiaofang didn't broadcast live at this time, then the suspicion level would rise to 65%.

To Zhang Jinqiu's surprise, "the anchor is resting" was not displayed in the live broadcast room.

Xiao Fang was wearing a light pink pajamas, cat claw gloves and white fluffy cat ears. She was doing a cat dance. With light makeup on her face, she looked more like Secretary Fang...

No, he is broadcasting live?

Zhang Jinqiu shifted his gaze to Secretary Fang again, startled, Secretary Fang is clearly here with him...

Could it be that my speculation all along was wrong?Could it be that Secretary Fang and the magical boy Xiao Fang are really two people, just because they look alike?

"What's the matter, Mr. Zhang?" Seeing him staring at him, Shu Xingmi thought he had something to say.

"It's nothing." Zhang Jinqiu exited the live broadcast room, and pinched his brows: "I'm just surprised that there are two people who look so similar in the world."

"The world is so big and full of wonders."

"may be."

Zhang Jinqiu was suddenly a little thankful that Secretary Fang didn't work as an anchor of women's clothing, that is to say, he didn't have to work so hard every day pretending to be a woman to please the audience, and he wouldn't have to endure so many rash words and sexual fantasies.This is a good thing.

Thinking of this, he was relieved again.

No it is not it.

Then, Zhang Jinqiu saw the circle of friends posted by his sister: I miss him on a night without Xiaofang.

? !

Xiao Fang is broadcasting live tonight, didn't my sister see it?

He sent a message to his sister and said: "I saw Xiaofang live broadcasting, is your network not good?"

Steel Straight Man: "That's a recording, my silly brother..."

Zhang Jinqiu clicked on Xiaofang's live broadcast room again, and finally found a few tiny words [video carousel] in the corner.

recording and broadcasting.

The male anchor is not here.

Where would he be then?

Zhang Jinqiu turned to look at Shu Xingmi.