Chapter 64 Love is Missed

The complete set of Monopoly props were brought by several guests, and after they were put away, the table returned to its original state.

There are snacks and fruits on it, you can eat as much as you want.

There was no accompanying drink, so Song Yunhui took out the all-purpose strawberry milk again.

Others were again amazed at the abundance of their strawberry milk stocks.

This time, someone finally couldn't help but speak out:

“You guys really like strawberry milk.”

It sounds strange and a bit admirable.

The others unconsciously turned their eyes to Qin Shu, who was holding the strawberry milk that Song Yunhui had given him.

The pink milk carton wasn't small, but when he held it in his hand it seemed much smaller and a little pitiful.

After looking at the others and then at Qin Shu, Song Yunhui finally chose a brief explanation:

“I like strawberry milk.”

It has nothing to do with Qin Xiaoshu who likes strawberry milk.

Today is also a day to work hard to maintain Qin Xiaoshu's personality.

The others nodded, suddenly realizing.

After a day of fun, it was almost evening and they should kick off and finish the day's filming.

Song Yunhui didn't want to participate in this kind of promotion. Chen Chen happened to send him a message. He just stood up and prepared to leave, but someone noticed the various awards displayed in the glass cabinet in the corner and instantly found the target of promotion.

Song Yunhui's steps on leaving were stopped here.

Although his brain wasn't working very well today, he still remembered what happened before.

After all, it took us half the afternoon to move the things inside.

He still remembered that nearly half of the things in the cabinet belonged to him.

“…”

After a brief pause, Song Yun turned back and walked faster.

As long as he is not there, it has nothing to do with him.

After returning to the room and turning on the light, Song Yun pulled over a stool and sat down casually, then read the message sent by Chen Chen.

This time, he didn't ask him to play games with him. Instead, he sent a long message and a folder, asking him what was wrong with the data in the file.

In addition, there is also an extra red envelope.

This red envelope is very unlike his style.

As expected, the other party added:

[The red envelope is labor compensation, please accept it quickly. Only if you accept it can I ask my boss to reimburse me.]

After receiving the red envelope, Song Yunhui looked at the time again and found that it was past the time when the person opposite him got off work.

He is still looking for someone to help him at this time. I guess his dream of getting off work on time today is gone.

While opening the folder and turning on the computer, he changed his position in the chair and looked down at his phone.

It's a bit troublesome, but not difficult. Generally, the person in the company who is responsible for this aspect can handle it.

Chen Chen seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and then sent another message, saying:

[The team in charge of this went out on holiday, but they encountered an avalanche. Now they are lying in the hospital in a row. The company has not found any other staff yet.]

The result is that they are now borrowing people from everywhere, and if they can find one, they will borrow it. If they can't find one, they will keep borrowing, even if they have to work overtime. If they catch a strong man today, they will have no one to borrow tomorrow.

Song Yun replied: "..."

Song Yunhui was silent for a moment.

The other party seemed to say something very serious as if nothing had happened.

He turned on his computer and put the document on it, but found typing a bit troublesome, so he ended up making a phone call.

The moment the call was connected, the other party chattered about the pain of his boss being a rude person and the pain of working overtime, and in the middle he briefly inserted a warning that the comics would not be updated recently. Chen Chen's speech speed was particularly fast at this time, and he got over the topic in a few words.

"If you're sending someone in the next few days, I have time."

Song Yunhui was still thinking over and over again about what the other person had just said, trying to adjust his mind to 0.5 times the speed. He said as he thought,

"I'm going to see the teacher in a few days. I'm free until then."

He has arranged work these days, all work, so it doesn't matter if he adds one more.

Chen Chen changed his attitude towards him and immediately bowed his head and acted like a younger brother.

"Brother, you are my only brother, just focus on your work, and I will take care of the comic book issue."

He is always quick to change his tune.

Song Yunhui chuckled, then half-knelt on the chair and slowly looked at the documents.

As long as you pay a little attention, time will pass quickly.

Just as Song Yunhui marked the wrong parts in red and sent the file to Xiaohong again, the mobile phone on the side shook and a sound came from the computer.

Qin Shu sent him a message, which was a very simple sentence:

【lThey finished speaking】

What he meant by "finished" was that the other people had finished their work and were ready to leave.

The only thing left to complete the whole process was to see the guests off. Song Yunhui simply took the phone and went downstairs.

The others had already started to prepare to leave, and when his figure appeared at the staircase entrance, several people were already standing at the entrance.

It must be said that the guests were quite happy.

Seeing the other party standing next to Qin Shu and waving at them, someone took the opportunity to ask:

"Teacher Qin just said what he wanted to say to his fans before leaving. What about Teacher Song?"

"Not Teacher Song."

Song Yunhui waved at them again, his expression unchanged, and said, "I don't have many fans either."

Others understood.

This time the wave was not to say goodbye, but to express rejection.

Speaking from the perspective of "Teacher Song", he does not think he has fans, or rather, he does not admit it, and he has nothing to say.

He seemed mild-mannered and good-tempered throughout the day, and he didn't look like someone who would refuse anyone, and others didn't expect him to say it so bluntly.

He is gentle and easy to talk to, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have his own persistence.

The others changed the subject, chatted briefly for a few more sentences, and then left.

The door closed and the room returned to silence.

Qin Shu put on an apron and walked to the kitchen, asking him, "Do you want to bake a cupcake?"

Song Yun nodded, then smiled and said, "Grill."

After baking the cakes, the two of them did some cleaning.

Except for the cabinet containing the trophies that the two of them had forgotten about, they had thought everything else through and put away everything else.

I just didn't expect Song Yunhui to stay up so late.

Now that the others have left, they put the previous photos back in place.

Song Yun displayed the photo of Orange in response. He looked at it while arranging it, and then he couldn't help but pick up the kitten and touch it a few times. The kitten wagged its big tail and nestled comfortably in his arms.

The turmoil on the Internet never affects them.

The moving plan has not been implemented yet. Song Yunhui can just lie down wherever he wants. He doesn't have to move things around anymore and can focus on his work here.

It is at this time that I can appreciate the benefits of working from home.

Qin Shu has been visibly busy. Sometimes he has to get up before dawn and go to work in the cold wind.

But according to me, it wasn't too cold because of the scarf and hand warmer he gave me.

I slept until I woke up naturally. The heater was on in the room. After washing up, Song Yunhui sat on a chair, hugged the cat, and slowly turned on the computer.

This is how I've been spending the past few days.

Chen Chen's colleagues who encountered the avalanche have now been discharged from the hospital. They should not have encountered any serious problems, but were just overly frightened.

Even if they are frightened, office workers still have to go to work.

They go to work and Song Yun returns to get off work.

Song Yun got up early again in the morning. He didn't open his eyes much. He squinted his eyes while washing, then rubbed the cat with squinted eyes and changed out of his pajamas.

He had told the teacher that he would visit him today and booked the flight ticket two days ago.

Everything was ready, and Song Yunhui sent a message to Qin Shu.

The other party will be a little slow in replying, probably because he is still working.

He said he was also in City A and would finish work this afternoon, so we could meet then.

This guy really knows how to seize every opportunity to go out and have fun.

Song Yun smiled back and went downstairs.

When Qin Shu was not at home before, there would be someone special to take care of Chengzi. He had contacted the person who would take care of the cat two days ago. Now he only needs to put the cat food, cat litter and cat toys next to the cat's nest.

After saying goodbye to Chengzi, Song Yunhui pulled on his scarf, put on his hat, and went out.

***

The cell phone on the desk vibrated.

After answering the call, Song Yunyang put the phone aside and looked at the report on the computer while listening to the person on the other end talking.

"...Mr. Song, we can't stop the Zhong family."

Compared to the firm assurance he gave, the voice of the person on the other end was much weaker this time.

Zhong Xu was more difficult to deal with than they had imagined, and his determination to meet Song Yunhui seemed much stronger than they had thought.

They originally wanted to hold the other party back, or at least slow down the investigation, delay the cooperation, and let other partners find ways to hold the other party back and prevent him from getting away.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Xu was much faster than they thought. They delayed the cooperation even more and pushed the deadline to a few days later, which freed up some time.

This is an expected result.

Song Yunyang rubbed his forehead and asked, "Do you know which flight he is on?"

The other side reported a flight number.

The plane takes off.

Gradually from the airport to the cloud layer, in the quiet cabin, Zhong Xu lowered his eyes and looked at the velvet box in his hand.

There was a large bouquet of flowers on the table. He finally put away what he was holding and turned to look at the clouds outside the window.

Compared with the long separation before, this short period of less than a few hours is not long.

But these hours seemed longer than any other time.

A warning sounded in the cabin.

The plane descended slowly.

After getting off the plane, everyone slowly moved towards the exit.

Zhong Xu held the flowers in one hand and looked at the navigation on her mobile phone in the other.

He was tall and stood out in the crowd. He was holding flowers in his hand, which made him noticeable at first glance. Many people glanced in his direction.

These days are the peak shipping period, and the airport is crowded with people.

He lowered his eyes to look at his phone, then suddenly stopped and turned back as if he realized something.

His sight passed over the vast sea of ​​people, and in the crowd, he saw a stream of people slowly passing through the ticket gate.

A man stood in the line, wearing a hat with his hair curled up under the brim, one hand in his pocket and the other holding a ticket.

The other person raised his eyes, as if glancing at the huge electronic screen above, then stepped forward and disappeared at the station entrance.

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