Chapter 16 Tinted Glasses Dame

Ji Shian stared blankly at the opposite side. Qin Yinghuai's deep eyes were full of astonishment. His black hair covered a small part of his forehead. His sword-like eyebrows were raised high, revealing a bit of ruffian spirit. The youthful and lively energy diluted his usual decisiveness.

She poked at the food in her bowl and thought: Brother Huai has one more thing that doesn't match the domineering CEO. He is not expressionless. And the excitement is really interesting.

Ji Shian regained his composure and refocused his attention on the gossip: "Tell me more."

The system was shocked by their train of thought: [How could it be Zhou Xingzhi? A heartthrob can be a little sun, but he definitely can't be a loud speaker.]

Ji Shian: Your scolding is very unique.

She leaned forward and tried to look through the crowd at the person opposite Zhou Xingzhi. Her every frown and smile carried a heartbreaking aura, which immediately made people want to protect her. "That's that beautiful young lady. Don't tell me, this is the first time I see someone with a broken feeling BUFF." If she were to act in a movie, I'm afraid no one would be able to beat her for the title of campus goddess.

She was enjoying the fun and made a look at Qin Yinghuai: "Brother Huai, look, he's such a charmer!" She had never seen Qin Yinghuai show any interest in any lady.

Qin Yinghuai refused coldly, "You're going to be crazy if I let you call me brother, right?" He took back the cup of warm water and looked at the man coldly, making him shiver from the heat.

It was not until she knocked her index and middle fingers together on the table and gave it a loud bang that Qin Yinghuai finally had the grace to loosen his grip on the cup.

"Where do I even begin? This book has quite a few words, at least two million." The system painstakingly pulled out a book thicker than an idiom dictionary and unfolded it.

Ji Shian chewed on the kelp knot and thought for a moment, his conscience overcoming curiosity. "Is Zhou Xingzhi the male lead?"

The system flipped through the character list: [Yes.]

Ji Shian: "Will he be in danger?"

For example, taking a knife for someone else, or being assassinated while competing with other competitors who are attracted to the charmer.

Qin Yinghuai slowed down his eating and pricked up his ears attentively.

[Host, you're overthinking it. Except for the book you two wrote, all other books are very law-abiding.]

[At most, there will be some emotional and moral issues, such as Aquaman's car accident, pseudo-orthopedic family ethics, and the relationship between you love me, I don't love you and then reconcile. This kind of character design is more touching and can attract readers, but it won't cause a bad situation and be banned.]

Ji Shian and Qin Yinghuai: It’s, it’s quite exciting.

Ji Shian: "Are we also part of Zhou Xingzhi and his play?" He plays the role of a background friend who accidentally discovers his gay friend's relationship and then tells his relatives and friends.

System surprise: [Host, you are able to answer the question first.]

Ji Shian and Qin Yinghuai looked at each other silently, took out their mobile phones and began to clear their photo albums to avoid any accidents such as slipping of the fingers later.

[Why delete it?] The system is puzzled.

Ji Shian sighed: "Because we have to respect other people's privacy."

It's one thing to play around in the past, but you can't just interfere in the affairs of young lovers. If you accidentally ruin someone's relationship, you will lack virtue.

[You're overthinking it. Although Zhou Xingzhi is the male lead, he's the least promising character.]

Qin Yinghuai was puzzled: "What stocks?"

Ji Shian suddenly realized: "So it's a stock buying article."

She explained thoughtfully, "Just like buying stocks, the male protagonist in a popular stock buying article is uncertain. It depends on his popularity among readers. The one who gets to marry the beautiful girl in the end is often the one with the highest popularity. If you encounter a situation where the popularity is similar..."

Qin Yinghuai's imagination was sparked: "Will there be a scene of happiness for all?" One woman and multiple men living together peacefully.

Ji Shian looked at the person who answered the question opposite him with a dim gaze: "Brother Huai, you have changed." You are no longer the cold, noble and detached immortal who used to be.

Qin Yinghuai felt really wronged: "When you and Yan Che gossip, you sometimes forget that I'm there."

So isn't it normal for him to occasionally hear something explosive, accidentally leave a trace of it, and blurt it out when he needs to use it?

The system watched helplessly as the topic between the two people went further and further off the topic. No one paid any attention to it when it spoke, so it closed the book in anger and became withdrawn.

Ji Shian was very serious: "But you weren't so down-to-earth before."

Ji Shian: "Your character has collapsed."

Qin Yinghuai retorted: "You only need to be mature and steady when you are at work. Why should I ask for trouble when it is my holiday?"

It's painful not being able to laugh when you want to. No one is born with a high sense of laughter; it's all about holding it back.

Seeing the man's indignant expression, Qin Yinghuai was genuinely puzzled: "You know I love sweets and occasionally sneak in a drink of milk tea, so why do you still think I'm, um... out of touch with the real world?"

Ji Shian swallowed the potato in his mouth solemnly: "Yes, why do I feel this way?"

The two looked at each other, and the thick tinted glasses were finally taken off.

Ji Shian: "I think it's mainly because of your beautiful face, Brother Huai. Plus, you're tall, even when you're sitting you're taller than some people standing. When you have a blank expression, you're incredibly oppressive. Even a big white goose would have to bend down obediently in front of you."

Qin Yinghuai's eyelids twitched, and he recalled the scene when his grandmother chased two large white geese all over the mountains when he was a child. He said slowly, "It's not that bad."

Qin Yinghuai tilted his head helplessly: "Didn't you smile every day when you were in the company, saying different things to different people, and always looking like you were at ease." It's not like now, where you are so arrogant and take advantage of others without making anyone angry.

Ji Shian said confidently: "Who doesn't wear a shell when going to work?"

Qin Yinghuai: "Then why can't I take off my shell after get off work?"

Ji Shian smiled: "Because you are the boss, you represent the image of the entire company, and you cannot have any stains on yourself."

She grew increasingly agitated, slamming her chopsticks on the rim of her bowl as she began to spout off a barrage of clichés: "If you say you're hungry, the people below you will start to wonder if you're planning to enter the restaurant industry. If you frown, they'll start to panic, fearing their attire might offend you. If you lose your temper, they'll start to worry about being laid off."

"So how can you be so relaxed? Only when restraint becomes a habit and you show your style in front of everyone, can you better lead us and lead Chengyue to higher peaks!"

Feeling like she was about to stand up and take the oath, Qin Yinghuai silently lowered his head to look at his sleeves, wanting to save her some face. Then he raised the corner of his lips, shook his forearm to reveal the oil spot that Ji Shian had accidentally splattered on it, and said grimly, "I'm stained now."

Ji Shian: ...grass, a kind of plant.

She was so scared that she almost jumped up, and then she said honestly: "Why don't you take it off and I will take it back and wash it for you."

Oh my god, no matter how casually Qin Yinghuai dressed, his clothes would cost tens of thousands. Ji Shian closed his eyes and thought of his bank card balance. He felt like snow was falling in June, and his lips trembled: "It's over, it's over, it's over..."

Qin Yinghuai was so angry that he laughed. He was not so petty as to fuss over such a trivial matter. Why did Ji Shian look so depressed as if he was mourning? He reached out and knocked on the table and pressed the pause button, "The show is over, Special Assistant Ji."

Ji Shian lowered his eyes obediently, "Okay, boss."

[So——] The system has recovered from its autism and its broken heart. [You two haven't finished acting yet?] Two drama queens.

Ji Shian frowned, his face righteous and awe-inspiring: "Speak nicely, he's my financial sponsor."

Although the store was bustling with people, Ji Shian and Qin Yinghuai were both handsome and elegant. Occasionally, passersby couldn't help but cast curious glances at them. Although the conversations sometimes sounded a little disconnected, it was still fun, especially for the young man sitting next to them who wished he could just sit over there to save himself from stretching his neck.

The young man, with a head full of red hair, couldn't help but interject, "Are you two newly debuted crosstalk performers?" He glanced at the two, whose looks far exceeded the average for the rest of the crowd, and asked, "Are you brother and sister?"

Ji Shian's expression calmed down and he looked at this brother: "Be careful with your words, there is a generation gap between us."

This is the financial sponsor who can decide life and death with a single thought, the weight of her bank account, the size of her bonus, and the length of her vacation!

Red Hair suddenly realized: "So they are uncle and nephew."

Ji Shian broke down on the spot, not daring to look at his boss's face. He secretly regretted why he felt so friendly and abstract when he saw young people. See, something bad happened, hahahaha.

Seeing the man's difficult expression, the red-haired man's heart skipped a beat. He stared at Qin Yinghuai for a few seconds, then thought of how some families placed special emphasis on inheritance, with their family systems being lush and intertwined. He asked tentatively, "Grandfather and grandson?"

Qin Yinghuai had initially dismissed the incident as a minor incident, watching Ji Shian's defenses fall apart with such rapt attention that he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of water. He raised his hand to cover half his face, feeling the most humiliating thing he had ever experienced in his life.

Ji Shian was shocked by the red-haired man's train of thought. Alas, is there anyone in this world who is more out of touch than me?

She resisted the urge to pull out a tissue. As long as she didn't see, the boss wouldn't choke on the water.

Red Hair realized belatedly that he had misunderstood and scratched his head embarrassedly: "Sorry, I'm an up-loader. I usually hang out in the sand sculpture area, so I'm used to abstract things."

Ji Shian felt that the other party had great potential, so he took out his cell phone and said, "Meeting is fate, let's add each other as friends." Just in case he needs help in the future.

Red Hair looked at her flattered. It was not that no one had asked him for Feixun before, but it was rare to see someone as generous and unpretentious as Ji Shian, especially one who was so interesting.

He hurriedly took out his mobile phone and scanned the code.

Ji Shian clicked on the other party's message box. There was a stick figure sitting on the ground at an angle in the avatar, with both legs on one side, one hand gently tapping the ground, and making a pretentious expression of covering his mouth.

It's obvious that the owner of the account is not a serious person.

The name column was written in an old Martian language. Ji Shian looked up in surprise: "Others are surfing the Internet, but you are doing archaeology, brother."

Red Hair also saw Ji Shian's profile picture. It was pure black, showing no signs of youth. The name column also had the work style of an old cadre, completely different from that of a young man. Clearing Ji Shian, he looked up blankly: "No, we are not of the same interest."

The system angrily flipped the table: [So no one really cares about me anymore, right?! ! !]