Lin Zhenzhen never expected that everyone was so obsessed with appearance, that there was something similar to a fan culture within the company.
She quickly waved her hand, "No, no."
Xiaoling didn't press the matter further. Holding her phone, she exclaimed, "Look at that back view, that silhouette, it's exactly like our CEO Huo!"
"What a perfect meal replacement! I need to look at it a little longer; I'll have more material for my dreams tonight."
Seeing Xiaoling repeatedly look at the most classic "kissing feet" photo among those pictures, Lin Zhenzhen felt a surge of shame for no reason.
She covered her phone screen: "Don't look at it, it doesn't look like it at all."
Xiaoling sighed, "Oh well. We shouldn't watch for too long each day, or we'll easily get bored with real life."
Lin Zhenzhen chatted with Xiaoling about gossip for a while before returning to her seat for a nap.
Today is Friday. After get off work, Lin Zhenzhen went to the supermarket to buy some ingredients for cooking on the weekend.
She was in a good mood, so she had the rare leisure time to cook for herself that evening and made herself a bowl of tomato noodles.
She added a fried egg and sprinkled chopped green onions. Lin Zhenzhen was quite satisfied with the presentation of the bowl of noodles, so she took a picture with her phone and sent it to Huo Yeshuo.
[Today's dinner~??????]
Huo Yeshuo didn't reply immediately. Lin Zhenzhen turned on the TV and tuned into a variety show to watch while eating. Just as she was laughing so hard she was doubled over, her phone screen lit up.
【good.】
Lin Zhenzhen smiled. Not bad?
Why is he speaking in such a cold and serious tone, as if he were commenting on a subordinate's work report?
Lin Zhenzhen decided to leave him hanging for a while, so she exited the chat interface and opened Weibo instead.
Lin Zhenzhen usually turns off Weibo notifications, so when she saw the "99+" notification bar, she thought it was some gossip or advertisement push.
But when she actually clicked in, all she saw was a screen full of bright red @ mentions, comments, likes, and private messages.
What's going on?
The original owner used this account only to browse messages and occasionally forward some lucky koi and lottery posts on Weibo, which was no different from a zombie account.
Her only original Weibo post was that unconventional one she edited a couple of nights ago while working overtime...
When Lin Zhenzhen clicked into the homepage, she saw that the Weibo post had over 100 reposts, comments, and likes.
The comments section was more like a code, filled with words like "check-in" and "watch," leaving her completely confused.
Compared to the uniformity of comments and reposts, private messages are a chaotic mess, containing all sorts of content.
Most of them are flattering compliments like "Sister, you're so sweet," "Sister, can you post a high-definition, uncensored front-facing photo?" or "Sister, I'm drooling over your boyfriend."
Interspersed among them were a few people asking for WeChat IDs, sending messages in Martian language, and uploading their own indecent photos.
The most outrageous thing is that some people are actually questioning whether she is a minor internet celebrity who has signed with a company.
They deliberately released a nine-grid photo of the hospital to attract attention and spark discussion, and then waited for the opportunity to post a selfie, using this method to promote themselves.
The few sentences were full of flaws, leaving Lin Zhenzhen silent for a long time, speechless.
However, what she cares about more now is whether these people found her, since she didn't even show her face in the photos that were taken that day.
After thinking for a long time without reaching a conclusion, Lin Zhenzhen simply threw her phone aside and decided to think about it again after she woke up the next morning.
The apartment she's currently renting is quite old, and the decor is in a style that was popular more than a decade ago.
For example, the huge round bathtub installed in the bathroom is prone to accumulating dust and takes up a lot of space; the previous tenant used it to store miscellaneous items.
After moving in, Lin Zhenzhen thoroughly cleaned the bathtub inside and out, thinking that she would take a good bath and relax after get off work one of her days.
She filled the bathtub with water and threw in a rainbow-colored, rose-scented bath bomb.
Carefully lift your injured right knee and place it against the edge of the bathtub.
After doing all this, Lin Zhenzhen picked up her phone again and sent a message to Huo Yeshuo.
Are you busy?
The reply came quickly: "I'm fine, how come?"
Lin Zhenzhen: [Are you free tomorrow night? I'd like to treat you to dinner.]
After a brief pause, Huo Yeshuo replied, "Tomorrow night won't work."
Lin Zhenzhen clicked her tongue. Just as she was considering how to throw a tantrum, she saw the words "The other party is typing" displayed above the chat box.
Huo Yeshuo: [Sunday, I'll pick you up then.]
Lin Zhenzhen smiled and said, "Okay."
She continued, "What are you doing?"
"At work." This is another answer that couldn't be more concise.
Lin Zhenzhen only replied with an "Oh" this time.
There was no further response from the other side.
Lin Zhenzhen was so angry she laughed, typing out each word carefully: 【Haven't you realized we can't have a proper conversation anymore?】
Huo Yeshuo: [How could that be? Tell me, I'm listening.]
Didn't you say you were pursuing me? I don't feel it at all.
Huo Yeshuo, on the other end of the phone, stared at the line of text and fell into deep thought.
A short while later, Lin Zhenzhen received a photo.
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