Comrade Ji, who was far away in Shanghai, saw Ning Qingzhi showing off in front of him that the scarf around his neck was knitted for him by his sister. He endured and listened to his boasting without interrupting him, but his eyes were full of envy and his thoughts were drifting away. He was also a little worried, and his heart was uneasy and anxious.
I don’t know if Yueyue has seen the letter he wrote?
I don’t know if Yueyue wrote back to him?
How did you respond to him after he replied? Did you reject or agree?
No, he had to go and ask.
He stood up, left the office, and walked outside.
Ning Qingzhi, who was proudly adjusting the scarf around his neck, noticed that his loyal listener was gone and shouted curiously, "Hey, Old Ji, where are you going?"
"The reception room."
Ning Qingzhi was puzzled and muttered to himself, "Didn't Old Ji go to the message room yesterday? Why is he going there again now? If there is any treasure to be delivered, he should go there every day."
"Hey, wait a minute, I'll go too." Ning Qingzhi ran over. He wanted to go over and see what it was.
Message room.
Ji Yanming pursed his lips and knocked on the door of the message room: "Old Yang, do you have any letters or packages for me?"
At this time, Ning Qingzhi, who was running after him, patted his shoulder and complained, "Old Ji, why are you still running? People thought we were doing something else, rushing forward in such a hurry."
Before Ji Yanming could say anything, Comrade Yang in the reception room put down his pen, looked up at him jokingly, and said, "Comrade Ji, didn't you come here at five this morning? How come you're here again so soon?"
Ning Qingyuan looked at him in surprise: "What? You came here once this morning. Who on earth wanted to send you something that made you so anxious and expectant all the time?"
"It's a secret for now." Ji Yanming looked back at Comrade Lao Yang in the communication room, ignoring his teasing look and continuing to ask, "Just tell me whether you have it or not."
"You kid." Comrade Lao Yang shook his head helplessly: "No, you can calculate the time and ask me when it really comes. Besides, it's not like I won't notify you, so there's no need to come and ask me every time."
Ji Yanming also knew that the letter from there would take at least five days to arrive, but he just couldn't help it. He always felt that he had missed the letter, and he would feel uneasy if he didn't come to check.
"Old Yang, don't worry about him. Check if my family has sent it." Since they were already here, Ning Qingzhi also asked, although he also knew that time would not pass that quickly.
"There's nothing for you, and your family hasn't been away for long. Wait, come back and ask after six days. If there really is, I'll definitely send it to you two in time." Old Yang picked up the pen again, lowered his head and said to the others, "Alright, you all leave now."
"Let's go, Old Ji, let's go have lunch." Ning Qingzhi expected the result, patted him and turned to walk forward.
Ji Yanming followed behind him, still thinking about the letter, but there was no result. He was thinking about it anxiously and thought about it whenever he had some free time.
No, he had to do something, well, send some food over, that's the decision.
Ning Xiyue didn't know Comrade Ji's current situation. She only thought of Comrade Ji when she saw Yu Zhiyu's worthless smile.
She is now eating, drinking tea, enjoying the snow scenery, and chatting with her sisters.
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