In a space with the door closed.
I don’t know how long it will take.
The air was filled with the reek of alcohol, and Zhao Cheng was leaning drunkenly on the edge of the bed, his muscular figure clearly outlined in the dimly lit room.
A shirt was thrown beside his legs, and a metallic silver watch was thrown casually on the ground, mixed with the broken bottle fragments.
Suddenly, the man moved.
He threw away the bottle in his hand, not caring about the liquid that kept flowing down his chest due to the tilt of the bottle.
Zhao Cheng subconsciously logged onto Orange.com and wanted to call the private message number of "Cream-flavored Cute Little Bear".
He needs to vent!
He needs someone to accompany him!
Zhao Cheng coughed because of the wine, his chest almost exploded with anger, he could no longer hold it in!
However, as soon as I entered the interface, I saw the avatar that had been gray for a long time.
He was stunned for a moment, then realized that Little Bear didn't seem to play this anymore.
So he quickly exited and searched for the WeChat profile picture with the note "Chen Zhizhi".
Finally came the dialog box.
His fingers tapped slowly on the screen. His brain froze for a moment due to the alcohol, but with his rising and falling breathing and a wisp of memory from half a month ago, he typed a few lines intermittently and sent them one by one.
Finally, a five-figure meal fee was issued.
This transfer was nothing to him. If Zhizhi was willing to agree to his request, he could even give her a few more zeros.
—Chen Zhizhi, I want to see you.
—Ms. Bear, can I give you a call?
…
—Shen Zhizhi?
—Why are you ignoring me again?
- If you keep doing this, I'll come find you.
…
—I really came to see you!
Zhao Cheng was breathing heavily, his eyes closed and opened again, his gaze fixed on the phone screen.
Longing for Shen Zhizhi to appear.
Hoping that a phone call from a gentle and sweet voice would relieve his pain in time!
But no.
From 6pm to 9pm the next day.
There was no response in the dialog box.
Zhao Cheng woke up slowly, and when he sat up, he couldn't help coughing again. Then his head felt swollen due to excessive drinking, and his heart was beating so fast that it seemed as if the eardrums in his ears were about to be shattered by the violent movement.
“Shen Zhizhi——”
He staggered to his feet, his bloodshot eyes filled with depression.
"You don't reply to me..."
The 1.9-meter-tall man slumped his shoulders slightly, his mouth curled up, and he pushed open the door with a look of grievance.
He said to himself,
"Okay, since you guys are ignoring me, I'll come find you myself."
He picked up the shirt on the ground, ignoring the wrinkles and red wine stains on it, put it on with his head covered, then put on his shoes, took the car keys and went out.
Nine o'clock in the evening.
Zhizhi took the high-speed train to Province A.
She didn't call Chen Han.
Han Sheng Studio wanted her to go there tomorrow morning.
Zhizhi takes this job very seriously.
After all, according to Han Sheng's judgment,
One Class A contract is equivalent to two Class B contracts.
In other words, as long as Zhizhi completes this task, she can become a formal employee.
Thinking of this good news, Zhizhi couldn't help but smile.
She took a taxi and booked a hotel near Han Sheng.
Just as she was taking off her clothes to take a shower, a phone call completely shattered her good mood.
Zhizhi was extremely puzzled and asked the other party in a lost voice, "You said Zhao Cheng was in a car accident and is now in the hospital?"
she? ? ?
"If there's a car accident, call your family."
What is she going to do?
The two of them are not actually friends.
It’s just that Zhao Cheng had offended her before, so Zhizhi didn’t mind his treating her to dinner.
Since they didn't have the meal, Zhizhi had nothing to do with him anymore.
"Please come as soon as possible."
The other party simply said something and hung up the phone.
Zhizhi was so angry that her teeth were itching.
·
In the hospital of Province A.
When Zhizhi rushed to the hospital, several people were already sitting outside the operating room.
One of the capable men was stunned when he saw Zhizhi, and stopped bending over to comfort He Nian.
She looked at Zhizhi and asked,
"Why did you come to the hospital suddenly? Are you feeling unwell?"
The two of them have a pretty good relationship, so it's not surprising that Chen Han asked this question.
Zhizhi was about to speak when a slightly fat man next to her suddenly stood up. Although his face was haggard, his mood was stable. He quickly told her,
"You are Shen Zhizhi, right? Mr. Zhao's incident has made everyone worried. He was driving drunk and knocked over the guardrail, almost falling into the river. Fortunately, he only broke his left leg. When I pulled him out, he was still saying your name, so I called you."
After listening for a long time, Zhizhi finally understood that he was the person whose car collided with Zhao Cheng's.
She helplessly spread her hands and said, "Big Brother, I've already told you that Zhao Cheng and I are not even friends. There's no point in you telling me this."
The fat man's face froze, huh?
Not your wife or girlfriend?
Why did Mr. Zhao cry so loudly when he entered the ambulance?
Zhizhi shook her head at him, then walked to the chair and greeted her boss Chen Han.
"Sister Han."
Chen Han's eyes were complicated. She glanced at Zhizhi and nodded.
"As long as you're okay."
Zhizhi suddenly felt a little awkward for some reason. She nodded and said, "Thank you for your concern."
The two of them suddenly fell into a strange silence, with only He Nian's low sobs remaining in their ears.
She seemed to be immersed in her own world, sobbing and crying.
"Sister Chen Han, do you think my uncle will be fine?!"
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