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A full 20 minutes.

Zhu Wendong quietly looked at Lu Guanqi who had been trying to find topics to talk about for a full 20 minutes, chatting about daily life, making coffee, but never talking about work.

I always feel like something is wrong.

Zhu Wendong didn't forget the purpose of his visit. He carefully considered his words and said calmly, "Lu Guanqi, you might as well tell me directly what the Kaisong executives think."

What he wanted to say was that the key was that a certain person didn't give him a chance!

Lu Guanqi forced a smile that he could barely hold back, a storm erupting in his mind. Just as he was about to speak, a figure flashed past in his peripheral vision.

Qi Yanxue was wearing a black coat with broad shoulders, her hair fluttering in front of her forehead, revealing her deep and sexy eyebrows. She took two steps with her long legs and came forward, sitting down casually opposite Zhu Wendong.

The scene of the first day of reunion seemed to be replayed.

Lu Guanqi finally let go of his worries. He didn't want to experience the uneasy feeling he had that day again, so he 'thoughtfully' got up and went to make coffee for Qi Yanxue.

Suddenly, they were the only two left in the meeting room.

Zhu Wendongwei opened her eyes wide and looked across. She could even feel the coolness from him across the conference table.

It looked like he had just rushed in from outside, exhausted.

Qi Yanxue slowly folded his long legs, leaned back, and leaned against the back of his chair. He suddenly said, "Are you surprised that I came?"

The girl looked at him without blinking, with bright eyes, white teeth, fair complexion and well-behaved face, just like a frightened deer.

It would be a lie to say that she wasn't surprised. Her book wasn't a big IP, and it wasn't big enough to alarm the second-in-command of the Qi Group and make him come to the branch office.

Zhu Wendong could not deny it, retracted his gaze, took a sip of coffee without changing his expression, and got straight to the point: "I don't want the adaptation rights or the production rights, I want to sign this book."

Qi Yanxue's lips curled up, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Opportunities are rare and will never come back."

"Kai Song doesn't plan to sign this book anymore."

Zhu Wendong frowned and pursed her pink lips: "Why?"

Why?

Could it be that he bought the book she wrote for someone else and cried secretly under the quilt?

What a joke.

Qi Yanxue didn't even bother to give a perfunctory reply and just said something nonsense: "Stories about secret loves coming true are outdated."

Zhu Wendong's butterfly-like long eyelashes trembled, covering the unknown emotions in her eyes, and her fingers tightly grasped the corner of her clothes, trying to suppress her emotions.

She spoke normally, "Then why did Kaisong sign it in the first place? Isn't it disingenuous to say it's outdated now?"

"Isn't it sincere?"

Qi Yanxue asked her back, her tone without any emotion, and she said slowly: "You should be more familiar with this matter than I am."

From the sincere enthusiasm at the beginning, to the indifference in the end, the relationship ended in a bad mood.

He was hinting at something, something only the two of them knew.

The autumn scenery in Jiangbei is like early winter, cold and freezing, like fine needles constantly piercing into people's bones, causing heart-piercing pain.

It was like returning to that winter night five years ago.

Zhu Wendong clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh, and the atmosphere in the conference room dropped rapidly.

A pair of eagle-like sharp eyes stared at her, as if trying to stare a hole through her.

“Dongdong——”

Lu Guanqi had just taken half a step forward with a cup of coffee when he realized something was wrong.

A gaze like an icicle swept over.

For a moment, he froze there, unable to go in or out.

Zhu Wendong had come to his senses. Since the cooperation could not be reached, there was no need to sit down any longer.

She picked up her bag and stood up to leave, but stopped at the door of the conference room. She tilted her head and asked one last question: "Qi Yanxue, have you read this book?"

The warm light from the overhead lamp shone on her, making her already thin body look even thinner and more desolate.

Qi Yanxue stared at her back and chuckled, "Do I look idle?"

I have so much free time that I read a love letter written to someone else.

Zhu Wendong was gone completely now, and the lingering scent of white tea in the air also dissipated.

Lu Guanqi put down the coffee carefully, fearing that he would harm innocent people.

At this time, the cell phone in Qi Yanxue's pocket vibrated like crazy.

Qi Yanxue glanced at the caller calmly, his patience had long since vanished. It would be best if he called for something.

Lu Guanqi lowered his eyes and observed a moment of silence for Zhou Jinxiu for two seconds.

"Qi Yanxue, what are you busy with today? Do you have time to go out and party tonight?"

Qi Yanxue snorted coldly: "I'm busy with plastic surgery, I don't have time."

Zhou Jinxiu: “…”

Lu Guanqi: “…”

When did this happen? How come they don’t know?

Qi Yanxue is about to have plastic surgery, so should they prepare for a new life?

Zhou Jinxiu was obviously silent for a long time. Just when Qi Yanxue was about to hang up the phone, he spoke hurriedly.

"Don't hang up yet! I'm going to tell you something that will definitely interest you!"

"I'll give you half a minute."

"A few days ago, when Zhu Wendong was secretly photographed in a coffee shop, the man opposite her was her stepfather Zhu Shouwen. You didn't know that, did you?"

Zhou Jinxiu spoke with an upward tone, like a loyal minister who was asking for a reward for doing the right thing.

However, instead of receiving the reward, he received a series of cold and heartless beeps.

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After the second negotiation with Kaisong failed, Zhu Wendong went to another copyright company that was interested in purchasing the work, and eventually sold it to that company, which was not as well-known as Kaisong but had great adaptation capabilities in the industry.

After a busy day, Zhu Wendong went home and took a shower. His half-dry hair hung down behind him, and his thin, straight shoulders supported a loose pair of pajamas.

The house was already filled with ingredients and utensils, but she didn't want to cook today.

So she put on a beige knitted jacket, dried her hair thoroughly, and went out to look for food.

Biesong is an old residential area, surrounded by a lively atmosphere, with street stalls lined up in two rows.

Zhu Wendong had no appetite, so he just found a braised chicken restaurant and sat down.

She liked to chew her food slowly. After eating for a while, she suddenly felt an itch at her feet.

Zhu Wendong looked down, their eyes met, and saw a Samoyed with a silly grin standing at his feet.

Its fur was in excellent condition and it looked like it was well cared for by its owner, but its round eyes were just staring at the chicken bones on Zhu Wendong's table.

Zhu Wendong looked around the store, trying to find the dog owner nearby, but no one in the store was looking at him, and none of them looked like the dog owner.

It looks like someone's lost dog.

Seeing that it looks hungry, give it some food first and then take it to find its owner.

After some ideological work, Zhu Wendong picked up a few bones with disposable chopsticks and gave them to the dog.

The Samoyed lowered its head to chew, and Zhu Wendong watched with his eyes lowered. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a figure entering the store.

A shadow fell over his head. Zhu Wendong looked up to see the sound and saw a handsome but inhumane face.

The man's jawline was as perfect and neat as if it was carefully carved. He looked down at her condescendingly. He was wearing a black sweatshirt and black casual pants, with his hands in his pockets, revealing a bit of laziness and casualness.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and spoke slowly, "Dog thief?"

Zhu Wendong: “…”