Chapter 78 Shirt
After hanging up the phone, Ji Hong put his arm around his shoulders and said in a long voice, "Director Zhou, you already have more than enough."
Zhou Jingzhan didn't reply, thinking about something.
When Zhou Jingzhan left home in the morning and returned to the room, it had already been cleaned. He just stared at Chu Yunqi's clothes lying next to him.
The person left his clothes behind and they were an eyesore. Zhou Jingzhan complained in his heart, and after taking a shower, he took his suit and shirt to the bed with a disapproving tone but a serious attitude.
The next morning, a message came in the work group saying that the meeting location had been temporarily changed.
Zhou Jingzhan was very sleepy and only saw that the morning schedule had been postponed. He turned off his phone and fell back to sleep.
He slept until he woke up naturally. When he opened his eyes it was half past ten. Zhou Jingzhan stretched lazily with satisfaction and then began to read carefully.
Even the hotel had to be changed, but fortunately it was changed to one that Zhou Jingzhan liked, so his good mood was not affected.
The new hotel is a five-star hotel under the Muxin Group. Zhou Jingzhan looked at the familiar logo and nodded with satisfaction.
In order to avoid the busy times, Zhou Jingzhan checked in alone.
Before he even got close, Zhang Abao, who was drowsy at the front desk, saw him and stood up abruptly: "You're finally here, young master."
Zhou Jingzhan stopped where he was and suddenly understood.
Zhang Abao ran forward to help him with his luggage and said, "Let's go, young master. The presidential suite is reserved for you."
After entering the elevator, Zhou Jingzhan asked, "Who arranged this?"
"Master Zhou Xiang."
After entering the room, Zhou Jingzhan lay down on the sofa like an old man and started playing games.
Zhang Abao was busy running around like a little maid. She first poured water for him, then prepared bath water for him, made his bed, and drew the curtains for him.
After the room was decorated to Zhou Jingzhan's accustomed style, Zhang Abao opened his suitcase again, separated the clothes he had worn, and asked him, "Do you want more?"
"No." Zhou Jingzhan was so focused on playing the game that he didn't even raise his head.
"Then I'll take it and throw it away."
"Hey, wait a minute!" Zhou Jingzhan suddenly shouted, "Leave the black one to me."
"Okay, I'll wash and iron it and send it back to you."
Zhou Jingzhan is not very good at playing games. No one is leading him today, and he died soon after the start of the game. He started over again with full confidence.
While waiting, he stopped Zhang Abao: "Leave it there, don't wash it."
"Then I'll hang it up for you."
"Put the shirt on my bed."
“!!!”
Zhou Jingzhan has always been very picky. There can't be anything on the bed except three pillows, one more or one less, not even acceptable, let alone things like clothes.
Zhang Abao's eyes widened in shock, and he quietly went into the bedroom to find out the uniqueness of the shirt himself.
Zhou Jingzhan's formal suits were all custom-made, and Zhang Abao knew all the measurements by heart. He pretended to sort them out, but in fact he was observing the measurements.
The shoulders are two centimeters wider!
Chu Yunqi!
Zhang Abao realized that he had discovered a terrible secret, so he quickly put his things down and left the bedroom, fearing that his scent would be contaminated.
When he went out, he saw Zhou Jingzhan throwing his phone on the sofa again.
Probably failed again.
Sure enough, the next second he heard Zhou Jingzhan say, "Help me get points."
Zhou Jingzhan is very concerned about his reputation. He wants to have a good performance when playing games, regardless of whether his level is good or not.
Zhang Abao had no choice but to take his cell phone and play with it all day long.
Zhou Jingzhan placed lunch in front of him when it was served in the restaurant. In the afternoon, Zhou Jingzhan went to do some business, and the phone was still in his hand.
When they came back in the evening, Zhou Jingzhan's internet addiction finally came back, and Zhang Abao was free from his suffering.
Feeling good all day, Zhou Jingzhan decided to end the perfect day by making a video call to Chu Yunqi before going to bed.
Chu Yunqi was also lying in the hotel. Seeing Zhou Jingzhan smiling with his eyes curved, his mood also improved: "You finally decided to call me. Have you calmed down?"
"I'm not angry."
"Okay, you're not angry." Chu Yunqi said obediently, and then continued: "I met a patient who has just been diagnosed with esophageal cancer. After the forum, you can come to Hong Kong to perform surgery on him."
Esophageal cancer was indeed his area of expertise, but there was no need to find someone from Beijing to travel to Hong Kong. Zhou Jingzhan suspected he had some selfish motives: "Do you know someone?"
"Tennis player, Liu Ming."
He is a well-known athlete who just won a championship and is very popular. Once the news of his diagnosis of esophageal cancer is released, it will definitely cause a big stir.
In addition to his medical condition, mentality and career development, the next focus is on his attending physician.
Chu Yunqi's meaning was self-evident. Zhou Jingzhan asked, "Do you really want me to show up in public?"
"No, I just feel sorry for you." Chu Yunqi said seriously, "I didn't manage Zhang Huaixuan well and caused you a lot of trouble. Intrauterine surgery is a rare topic. You missed it, and it will be difficult to encounter such an opportunity next time. Esophageal cancer surgery is your research direction, and Liu Ming also has a huge amount of attention. This is the best choice at the moment.
Chu Yunqi's words made Zhou Jingzhan's heart tremble again and again. First, he was moved by Chu Yunqi's feeling sorry for him, and second, he didn't want to admit his businessman's thinking of maximizing the profits of the operation.
Seeing that he was silent, Chu Yunqi urged: "What do you think? Give me an answer."
Zhou Jingzhan turned over and muttered: "Forget it, I don't want to go."
Chu Yunqi didn't give up: "Why? Afraid of trouble? I asked him to go to the capital."
"No, stop bothering me."
Zhou Jingzhan hesitated and refused to explain the reason. Chu Yunqi didn't bother to delve into the matter and changed his mind: "Then send it to me after you finish the paper. I'll ask the editor-in-chief to publish it quickly and have them hold a week-long seminar in Beijing. You can give your presentation again."
Zhou Jingzhan was dissatisfied with fame and exposure. He got out of bed and sat on the bed to refuse: "I said no, I don't need or care about these things. I just want to be an honest doctor."
"Okay, okay, if you don't want to, then don't complain to me."
Chu Yunqi couldn't do anything to him, but his eyes were always on his face. Zhou Jingzhan moved around, revealing the background behind him and the shirt that flashed by.
"Did you change hotels?"
"Well, my brother sponsored us temporarily, so we changed places. I still like this place the best."
Zhou Jingzhan flipped the camera and showed it to him: "We were here when we were kids, remember? It reopened last year after being renovated."
Chu Yunqi didn't care what he said, he only cared about what he saw: "What's on your bed?"
"A pillow."
Zhou Jingzhan didn't think twice, and the camera followed his words and captured the pillow and Chu Yunqi's shirt.
Ahhhhhhhhhh!
Zhou Jingzhan's face immediately turned red. He grabbed the shirt, held it in his arms and lay on the bed. He also hid his cell phone under the pillow to avoid Chu Yunqi.
At this moment, in his eyes, Chu Yunqi's smile turned into a mockery, and his gaze turned into a sharp blade.
Chu Yunqi was also feeling hot, so he didn't say anything for a long time and lit a cigarette.
When the cigarette was halfway burned, Chu Yunqi said, "Okay, there's nothing to hide. I miss you too."
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