"Hello?" Zhou Sui answered the phone, but it was unusually quiet on the other end, and no sound could be heard.
"Hello, can you hear me?" If the screen hadn't shown that the call was still going on, Zhou Sui would have suspected that the other party had hung up.
"Sui Sui." A deep, familiar voice traveled through the electricity into Zhou Sui's ears.
The girl's face showed a mixture of surprise and delight. She unconsciously tightened her grip on the microphone, bringing it closer to her ear.
"Brother Qi An, is that you?"
"It's me."
Zhou Sui smiled and pulled up a chair to sit down. "Brother Qi An, how's work going? Are you settling in well over there?"
"The work is still in progress."
"I can adapt; it's much warmer here than at home."
After answering Zhou Sui's questions one by one, Song Qi'an asked, "How's the shop doing lately?"
"Hehe, thanks to the two pairs of lucky cats you gave me, business is pretty good at the store."
As Zhou Sui spoke, she looked at the pair of adorable lucky cat figurines displayed on the counter, which Zhao Xinfeng had helped deliver.
After chatting for a few minutes, Zhou Sui suddenly asked, "Brother Qi An, why does your voice sound muffled?"
"I just woke up and my throat isn't fully awake yet."
Zhou Sui covered her mouth and laughed, "Brother Qi An, you can joke now?"
Song Qi'an chuckled softly on the other end of the phone, and Zhou Sui continued, "Luckily I came to the store early today, otherwise I wouldn't have received your call."
After Song Qi'an went to Shenzhen, he was extremely busy. During that time, he had two brief phone calls with Zhou Sui, but they only exchanged a few words before he went off to work.
Because the phone call was being made inside the store, and there were customers present, Zhou Sui couldn't keep talking on the phone.
After talking for a while, someone called Song Qi'an on the other end of the phone. Song Qi'an apologized and said goodbye to Zhou Sui, "I'll call you again when I have time."
"Okay, Qi An, you can go ahead and get busy."
The call ended, and Zhou Sui gently put down the receiver. She thought she had just heard a woman's voice calling Song Qi'an.
Qi An said he had just woken up when a woman called him.
Moreover, it's already past ten o'clock, why is Brother Qi An getting up so late?
Because of that unexpected sound, Zhou Sui's mind raced, and finally she slapped her forehead.
Why worry about these things? She only considers Song Qi'an a friend, so this is none of her business.
Meanwhile, thousands of kilometers away, Song Qi'an reluctantly hung up the phone, pinched the bridge of his nose with his slender fingers, and looked exhausted.
"Talking on the phone with your girlfriend?" a teasing voice sounded from behind.
Xiang Jie is one of Song Qi'an's partners.
Song Qi'an didn't even turn his head, his fingers massaging his temples.
A white cup was placed in front of him. "The steamed bun shop downstairs had some soy milk left, so I bought it all. You guys drink the soy milk instead of drinking that dark coffee all the time; it's bad for your stomach."
The person speaking was Bai Wei, the girl who had called out to Song Qi'an earlier. She and the boy who had teased Song Qi'an earlier were husband and wife.
"Thank you." Song Qi'an nodded at her, his eyes were covered with dark circles, clearly showing that he hadn't slept well all night.
It wasn't just him; almost everyone in the office, whether sitting, slumped over their desks, or reclining in their chairs, was in the same position.
"Honey, if you keep pushing yourselves like this, I feel like the project won't succeed, and you'll both be exhausted." Bai Wei looked at Xiang Jie with heartache. In just one night, the man in front of her had even grown stubble and looked several years older.
Xiang Jie took Bai Wei's hand and kissed it. "It'll be quick. We'll finish the last bit of the skill today, and I can finally go home and cuddle my darling wife to sleep."
They've been sleeping in the office for several days in a row, and they've almost forgotten what it feels like to sleep in a bed.
"Watch your words, Qi An is still here." Bai Wei gave Xiang Jie a reproachful look and patted his shoulder, signaling him to be careful with his words.
Xiang Jie grinned nonchalantly, "He'll be so envious of me when he hears that."
He had known Song Qi'an for many years, having met while making money at school, but back then their relationship was purely transactional.
But the more they got to know each other, the deeper their friendship gradually became.
Later, when Song Qi'an joined the army, Xiang Jie also helped manage the money he had.
Xiang Jie is a very insightful investor; in any case, over the years, the funds left by Song Qi'an have multiplied many times over.
This real estate project was also started by him and Song Qi'an. Originally, Song Qi'an only wanted to invest money and not get involved.
But Xiang Jie felt that this was a waste of talent, so he insisted on bringing Song Qi'an to Shenzhen to work together.
After all that effort, I thought it wouldn't be very effective, but Song Qi'an still showed up at the crucial moment.
"Hey, Qi An." Xiang Jie reached out and poked Song Qi An, "How come I never knew you were such a good liar?"
"Tell his girlfriend you just woke up, but you didn't sleep all night." Xiang Jie said this to Bai Wei.
"He must have lied because he was afraid his girlfriend would worry." Bai Wei was a little surprised; she hadn't expected Song Qi'an to be so thoughtful.
If this happened to Xiang Jie, he would definitely complain and ask himself to feel sorry for him and stop scolding him so harshly.
Song Qi'an finally turned around and glanced at the couple. "She's not my girlfriend yet."
"Still?" Xiang Jie knew how to grasp the key point. "Qi An, you used that word brilliantly."
"Tell me the truth, were you rejected and felt disheartened, devastated, and utterly disheartened, which is why you came to me."
He always spoke in an exaggerated way, and the three hearts he mentioned in a row made Bai Wei laugh.
Song Qi'an looked at him coldly, truly regretting telling Xiang Jie about his failed confession to Zhou Sui, which gave this gossipy man the opportunity to mock him.
After mocking Xiang Jie, she comforted him, "Don't be sad. Feelings are destined. It's her loss if she doesn't like you."
"How was that Miss Wang we met yesterday? She kept glancing at you while we were eating. If you like her, I'll set you up right away. I guarantee you'll be carrying a big, healthy baby boy next year."
Seeing that Xiang Jie's words were becoming increasingly outrageous, Song Qi'an pushed back his chair, stood up, and looked at Xiang Jie with a half-smile, "I remember yesterday at dinner, there was a manager who kept..."
Before he could finish speaking, Xiang Jie jumped up and tried to cover Song Qi'an's mouth, shouting, "Song Qi'an, how dare you talk nonsense!"
Song Qi'an didn't even give him a chance to get close, nimbly dodging Xiang Jie's hand.
Then he reached into the drawer, took out cigarettes and a lighter, and walked out, leaving Xiang Jie flustered and trying to explain to his wife.
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