Chapter 22 A Keen Eye for Talent: Who the hell took this photo like that...?
It wasn't too late when I got off work, and although there was no one in the elevator in the underground parking garage, it gradually became crowded as it went up to the first floor.
Mo Ningzhi glanced at the group of people who walked in. They were families, each carrying milk tea and snacks. One little boy, who looked no more than ten years old, was holding a snow-white Samoyed dog, which was sticking out its tongue.
Mo Ningzhi's eyelashes fluttered, and she suddenly remembered an offline event where Qin Weijin was accidentally knocked down by a frolicking Doberman, causing a sensation and even trending on social media.
Mo Ningzhi wasn't sure if Qin Weijin was truly afraid of dogs, but having experienced such an accident, it was normal to feel lingering fear.
The little boy led the dog into the elevator, pulling the leash very tight.
Qin Weijin, wearing a mask, stood in the corner with his eyes downcast. Before he could even see what kind of dog it was, Mo Ningzhi suddenly stepped forward and blocked his way.
Qin for Jin: "?"
Mo Ningzhi's sudden movement drew everyone's attention. The little boy tightened the leash and looked up at him, "Brother, don't be afraid. Second Hand is very well-behaved and won't bite."
"Is it called the second hand?" Mo Ningzhi asked.
"Um."
The Samoyed is pure white with fluffy fur and no odor, clearly well cared for. Occasionally it looks up to survey the animals, sticking out its tongue obediently. It is so well-behaved and adorable, truly deserving of the title "smiling angel."
"It's beautiful."
As if understanding the praise, the second hand rubbed its fluffy head against his leg.
The elevator ascended smoothly, the overhead lights were bright, and Mo Ningzhi became interested and squatted down to tease the dog.
Qin Weijin stood in the corner, his gaze fixed on Mo Ningzhi's sharp profile. She stood on tiptoe, her taut trousers revealing a section of snow-white ankle, even more striking than a Samoyed's fur.
In a short while, Qin Weijin had already sorted out his thoughts. He took out his phone and sent a message.
Am I afraid of dogs?
[Zhan Linzhou]: ? ? ?
[Zhan Linzhou]: Are you alright?
That's a pretty shocking question, so Qin Weijin rephrased it: "What I mean is, from all the information I've released to the public over the years, can we conclude that I'm afraid of dogs?"
[Zhan Linzhou]: ...
He sent Qin Weijin several black question mark emojis before finally sending a voice message that was an incredibly long 46 seconds.
"..."
Since it's inconvenient to listen now, Qin Weijin directly transcribed it into text.
[Zhan Linzhou]: What do you mean by suddenly asking such a strange question? Although you don't own a dog, you've never publicly expressed fear of dogs. If you really want people to see that you're afraid... does the fact that you were chased for hundreds of meters by a Doberman Pinscher when you participated in a variety show during your sophomore year count? Otherwise, it seems like nothing...
Qin Wei Jin stopped reading here.
Qin Weijin couldn't remember the content of the variety show he participated in during his sophomore year of college, and he only had a vague impression of being chased by dogs. He wasn't afraid of dogs, and if he weren't too busy with work, he would even like to keep two dogs at home to relieve his boredom.
so……
So, Mo Ningzhi thought he was afraid of dogs, which is why she stood in front of him?
"bite!"
The elevator stopped on the 20th floor, and the family of three walked out. The little boy waved to Mo Ningzhi, then led the dog away, saying, "Second Hand is going home."
Mo Ningzhi stood up and breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, it was a docile Samoyed. This area allows residents to keep large dogs with proper licenses. If Qin Weijin had encountered a fierce one and accidentally fainted, you can imagine how exciting the trending topics would be tomorrow.
"How did you know I'm afraid of dogs?" Qin Weijin asked softly.
Mo Ningzhi froze: "..."
But he realized what was going on in a split second and played a wild card: "I saw it in the assistant's manual."
"Is that so?" Qin Weijin said meaningfully. "Then the studio really does handle everything, big or small."
Mo Ningzhi shook his head and continued talking nonsense: "Brother Jin has a good eye and can recognize talent. The employees he hires are all very meticulous."
Qin for Jin: "..."
They actually started acting.
If he hadn't known he wasn't afraid of dogs, he probably would have been fooled by Mo Ningzhi's few words.
Judging from Mo Ningzhi's completely unashamed appearance, even his casual fabrications were logically coherent, it must not be the first time he had lied to him.
A master liar.
The elevator quickly arrived at the 26th floor. Mo Ningzhi did not intend to escort him up: "I'm here. Can Brother Jin go upstairs by himself?"
Qin Weijin looked at him with surprise: "Of course."
He's not some immature child, so why is Mo Ningzhi taking him too seriously?
The elevator doors opened, and the sound of high heels echoed.
Qin frowned almost imperceptibly at Jin.
The apartment layout in this building is typical of two elevators per unit, with strict access control, so there's almost no chance of going to the wrong floor. How could a woman be on the 26th floor?
...Does Mo Ningzhi have a girlfriend?
"Ningzhi," a gentle female voice said, "you're back."
"..."
Zhou Suiyin stood at the elevator door, seemingly having come to Mo Ningzhi's house to look for him, but no one was home. She was just about to leave when she bumped into him.
Mo Ningzhi's feelings for Zhou Suiyin were complicated. Even Mo's father had never been to this residence. Apart from Li Yan, Zhou Suiyin was the only other person who had been there. Her facial information was recorded at the access control, so she could go upstairs directly.
Qin Weijin sized up the other person. He had a young face, but there were fine lines at the corners of his eyes. He dressed in a gentle and refreshing style and had an elegant demeanor, like an elder.
Qin breathed a sigh of relief for Jin.
But he quickly frowned. What was he so relieved about? What did it matter to him whether Mo Ningzhi had a girlfriend or not?
"Aunt Zhou."
Mo Ningzhi stepped out of the elevator. "Why are you here?"
"I brought you something. I sent you a message before, did you forget?" Zhou Suiyin smiled and held up the things in her hand.
Mo Ningzhi then remembered that he had received a few messages when he was feeling sleepy in the afternoon, most of which were from Li Yan. He hadn't seen them clearly and just replied to a few casually. He didn't expect there to be a message from Zhou Suiyin as well.
Mo Ningzhi took the heavy item from her hand. "Thank you."
"You're welcome. You've been busy with work and have lost weight recently, so I brought you some supplements to help you recover."
Feeling a gaze still fixed on her, Mo Ningzhi frowned and turned to look at the person in the elevator, "Brother Jin, aren't you going back yet?"
"I thought this lady needed an elevator."
Qin Weijin's attitude wasn't exactly warm, and his tone was quite indifferent, but Mo Ningzhi inexplicably thought of Yang Lian and Qin Weijin's scumbag nature, and her brows furrowed even more. "No need, she's going downstairs, Brother Jin, you should go back first."
Qin Weijin's eyebrows twitched. He couldn't understand why Mo Ningzhi's mood had suddenly turned sour, but this was not the time to analyze his motives. He released his hand from the elevator button, nodded politely, and let the elevator doors slowly close.
Finally, he heard a gentle voice: "Ning Zhi, who is he?"
"It's nothing," the assistant said in a flat voice, sounding rather displeased. "Just a jerk."
Qin for Jin: "..."
Is he a scumbag?
Two minutes later, Qin Weijin arrived home, still unable to figure out what he had done wrong.
In all his years in the industry, he has only filmed a handful of romantic scenes, and he usually clarifies most of his scandals on the spot. Scumbag? Who has he scumbag-ed about?
Suddenly, a pitiful face flashed through my mind.
"..."
Qin Weijin sat down and then got up again. He went to the water station to pour himself a glass of water, but he was still upset after drinking it. So he sent another message to Zhan Linzhou.
Do I look like a jerk?
[Zhan Linzhou]: ……………………
...
Zhou Suiyin didn't stay long; she left a few boxes of tonics for Mo Ningzhi and hurriedly returned home.
The Mo family has two happy events in a row. The birthdays of Mo's father and Zhou Yaozheng are very close, and they always celebrate together every year. Last time, Mo's father's birthday was just a small family banquet. Judging from Zhou Yaozheng's words, this time it will be a big celebration. The Mo family has complicated relationships, and there are endless taboos and details to talk about when entertaining guests. He knows best how busy Zhou Suiyin is.
Mo Ningzhi felt a headache coming on just thinking about going back to deal with these people.
He brought the tonics home. Li Yan hadn't returned yet, but his luggage had already been moved in and was still unpacked in the living room. Mo Ningzhi moved his things into the guest room, ordered takeout, and then took a shower.
I had just finished showering and sat down in the living room when the front door beeped twice and opened. Li Yan walked in carrying two takeout bags. "You ordered takeout? Is this all you're having for dinner? Didn't I just give you your first bonus? You're still so frugal?"
"..." Mo Ningzhi hugged her laptop without turning her head, "Eat it or don't, it's up to you."
Li Yan clicked his tongue. "Fine, you're the sub-landlord, so you call the shots."
Mo Ningzhi: "..."
Li Yan washed her hands and set the dinner table. Mo Ningzhi was about to walk over when a private message popped up in the Weibo backend.
The ID looked familiar, so he took a second look.
【Qjqin】: Why did you pounce on him?
Mo Ningzhi raised an eyebrow. Why was this person still here? And it seemed that the other person had taken his casual remark to heart and was even asking him seriously. Was he that curious?
Mo Ningzhi smiled, pulled the keyboard closer, and started typing.
【Goodmorning】: I love it. I've been a fan for many years and love it deeply. My love has changed. I just want to tie him up and keep him by my side to admire him anytime.
Are you scared?
Mo Ningzhi raised an eyebrow. You must be terrified.
【Qjqin】: I'm afraid that won't work.
[Goodmorning]: ? ? ?
【Qjqin】: Kidnapping is not good. You can choose to persuade him rationally and let him go with you on his own.
Mo Ningzhi: "..."
He must be crazy to be here discussing with a stranger how to scientifically and effectively kidnap Qin Weijin.
"What are you busy with? Time to eat," Li Yan said.
"I'm here." Mo Ningzhi casually closed her laptop and put it aside before heading straight to the restaurant.
upstairs.
Qin Weijin stared at his phone for a while, until his eyes were sore, but still hadn't received a reply.
Are you asleep?
It's unlikely to be before 8 PM.
He leaned back in his chair and remained silent for a while before taking out his phone again.
Do I look like someone who could be easily kidnapped?
This highly misleading message completely enraged Zhan Linzhou. He immediately called, "Kidnapping? Who wants to kidnap you? How do you know? Is your home safe? I'm coming right now. Give the phone to the kidnappers first. If they dare to harm a single hair on your head, I'll rip their entire family bald!!!"
Qin for Jin: "..."
...
Mo Ningzhi was eating dinner when Li Yan glanced at him.
"Spit it out. You keep glancing at me, can't you still remember the tricks you used to cheat on the exam?"
"..." Li Yan put down his bowl, his defenses crumbling: "Damn it! When did I cheat?! All those years, all my grades were earned through my own hard work, okay?!"
Mo Ningzhi asked calmly, "Who dug those holes in my books all those years ago?"
Li Yan: "..."
Who carved the words on the desk?
"..."
"During the quiz, my hand cramped up and hit me on the head while we were passing notes, and we got caught by the teacher and kicked out of the exam room. Was I sleepwalking?"
"..."
Li Yan extended Er Kang's hand, "Can you take a break from your little mouth?"
Mo Ningzhi glanced at him. "You received Zhou Yaozheng's invitation, didn't you?"
"Damn, you know that?!" Li Yan's eyes widened in surprise.
Is it hard to guess?
"Why didn't you say so earlier? I've been agonizing over this for half an hour."
Mo Ningzhi picked up a tissue and wiped the soup from the corner of her mouth. Li Yan clicked her tongue twice and said, "I don't want to go either, but my family has a business deal with him that's quite profitable, so we can't refuse him."
Mo Ningzhi remained silent.
Li Yan continued, "I warned you before that Zhou Yaozheng is a cunning man. He's been frequently contacting shareholders lately and has even acquired some scattered shares. He's making big moves, and it seems like he's after your father. Why don't you worry about it?"
Mo Ningzhi reacted calmly, "What's the rush? I'm not the one who let the wolf in."
Li Yan was furious at his lack of ambition and gave him two thumbs up in exasperation, "...You really are detached and tranquil."
After finishing his meal, Mo Ningzhi returned to his room. He appeared indifferent, but once in bed, he opened the company's official website. In the shareholder information section, Zhou Yaozheng's shareholding had increased by 4%, making him the largest shareholder besides Mo's father.
There are half-body photos on the official website.
Zhou Yaozheng hid behind the screen, giving him a half-smile.
Annoyed, Mo Ningzhi switched back to the desktop. Old Man Mo wasn't stupid; he'd seen it all after years in the business world. His half-baked skills would be useless if he intervened.
She rolled over and was about to turn off the light when Mo Ningzhi remembered that she hadn't checked today's trending topics yet, so she subconsciously switched to Weibo.
As soon as I entered, I saw two explosions.
#Qin Weijin's Assistant and His Stunning Couple#
#QinWeiJinKissOnTheWindow#
Mo Ningzhi sat up with a swift movement.
Who and whom?
What kind of pairing?
How did they end up kissing?
Following the hashtag #QinWeiJinUnspokenRulesWithHisAssistant#, another bizarre hashtag appeared. Mo Ningzhi swallowed hard and clicked on it.
The internet speed at home is very fast, and several sets of photos were immediately posted online.
The torrential rain blurred the imagery of the photograph. Qin Weijin stood under a large black umbrella, tall and elegant. He held the umbrella handle with one hand and loosely embraced Mo Ningzhi with the other. His gaze was slightly lowered, his eyes fixed on a certain spot.
The conversation by the window was also photographed.
He and Qin Weijin approached each other simultaneously, one inside and one outside, their outlines clearly defined by the sunset. The breeze, the light and shadow, and even their smiles were all perfectly timed.
Despite the tense atmosphere at the time, the photo conveys a beautiful, subtle, and romantic mood.
...Who the hell took this photo like that??
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