Chapter 176

When the assistant finished packing everything, he reminded her: "Sister, you must remember to go back to your room to rest." Jingzejun responded softly, "Okay." It was not difficult to tell that the person was about to fall asleep. .

Early the next morning, there was a knock on the door. Jingzejun turned over lazily and felt a slight chill before he woke up.

She sat up slowly, put on her slippers and opened the door.

Jingzejun thought it was his assistant Qiqi. After opening the door, he ignored the person behind him and went to the bathroom to wash up.

"Qiqi, did you sleep well yesterday?"

Jing Zejun's voice came from the bathroom, and she didn't doubt it since she didn't hear the assistant's voice.

He said to himself, "You don't even know, I had a dream all night yesterday. Guess who I dreamed about?" With that, Jingzejun walked out of the bathroom.

"Who are you dreaming about?"

Standing at the door was Wen Qingyan. He was holding the morning in his hand and looking at Jingze Jun with a smile.

Jingzejun was in a trance for a moment. Was she awake? Is this still a dream?

Wen Qingyan looked at her confused look, with a gentle smile, "I can stand at the door all the time, but they should be waking up soon..."

Jingze Jun reacted and hurriedly let Wen Qingyan in.

"Brother Qingyan, why are you here so early?"

Wen Qingyan put the things in his hands on the table, lowered his head and laid out the breakfast one by one.

"I saw that you seemed to be quite interested in the hotel's breakfast, so I brought some for you."

Jing Zejun was stunned for a moment, and a warm current surged in his heart. What she cared about was not that Wen Qingyan got up early to bring her breakfast. , but she just mentioned the hotel breakfast yesterday.

"Come and have a taste." Although there are a lot of varieties, the portions are not very large.

Jingzejun smiled, a smile on his face.

"Have you eaten?"

Wen Qingyan smiled and shook his head. Of course, he was not just here to deliver breakfast.

Jingzejun asked Wen Qingyan to sit down and eat together. She sat on the sofa and picked up a crab roe soup dumpling. This was the signature of this city. Jingyi had told her several times before she set off.

The soup dumplings are slightly scalding, and the paper-thin skin and delicious crab roe soup burst into your mouth.

"How is it? Is it delicious?"

Wen Qingyan was not in a hurry to eat breakfast, but was waiting for Jingzejun's comments.

Jingzejun smiled and nodded, "It's delicious!" Wen Qingyan stared at her, his eyebrows a little softer and more affectionate.

Seeing that she was eating happily, Wen Qingyan also picked up a soup dumpling and tasted it. It was indeed not bad.

"By the way, who did you say you were dreaming about just now?"

Jingzejun paused, coughed a few times, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, "Huh? No one, Qiqi and I were joking, hehehe."

Wen Qingyan asked. Eyebrow, but I didn’t ask any more questions.

Jingzejun lowered his head and ate other breakfast items, but compared to the amazing soup dumplings, the rest seemed a bit tasteless.

It’s not just about the food, it’s also the influence of the people around you.

At this time, the assistant pushed the door open and came in, also holding breakfast in his hand.

While closing the door, she paid attention to the breakfast in her hand, "Sister, are you up? Do you see what I brought you? Didn't you say you wanted to eat yesterday..."

The assistant opened his eyes and looked at Wen Qingyan sitting on the sofa. , her first reaction was, did Wen Qingyan sleep here yesterday? ! Do you want to inform Sister Qing to start a relationship PR? !

"It's not what you think. He just brought me breakfast."

The assistant was sitting on the sofa, eating the breakfast she brought. There was no way her artist had been fed by other people's artists.

Fortunately, as long as Wen Qingyan didn't sleep here yesterday.

"Sister, do you really don't need to make a few public relations plans for you first?"

Although, she still thinks it is better to make plans in advance.

Jingzejun poked his head out from the bathroom, "What are you talking about! Eat your breakfast, we have to go to the rehearsal later."

The assistant ate the sandwich and looked at Jingzejun's fleeing look, and sighed softly. Anyway, It's all a matter of time, so why try to cover it up?

She had watched Jingzejun's changes all the way, and she didn't believe that Jingzejun would not feel anything at all.

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Jing Yi officially started his daily preparation for the GT Cup. Except for the occasional 'harassing' phone call from Shen Huaichu, everything went relatively smoothly.

The phone rang on time. Jingyi reluctantly took off his helmet and put it on the roof of the car. He answered the phone and looked carefully, with a smile still in his eyes.

Jing Yi's voice was teasing, "Mr. Shen, you reported in on time today."

Shen Huaichu on the other side said with an imperceptible curve in the corner of his mouth, "I can't help it, my girlfriend is too chic, I can only I'm just going to be a good wife."

The smile in Jing Yi's eyes got even bigger, "Well, good wife, what did you do today?"

Shen Huaichu looked at the overseas chamber of commerce not far away, which was inspecting the project. Investment project."

Jing Yi clicked her tongue twice, pretending to be dissatisfied, "Isn't she my good wife? Why is my career so prosperous?"

"What can I do? I'll accompany you?"

Shen Huaichu's slightly parted thin lips held a faint smile. He was serious. As long as Jing Yi agreed, he could return now.

Jing Yi leaned on the racing car, with a bright smile on his face that came from the bottom of his heart.

"Mr. Shen, you are so clingy."

Jing Yi had never asked Shen Huaichu to train with her before, and it was the same this time. Shen Huaichu didn't like racing, and she didn't want him to feel any discomfort.

She coaxed people, "Go to work obediently, so that I can have face when introducing you to others!" Shen Huaichu lowered his eyes and smiled dumbly, and couldn't help but become soft in his heart. He said, "Okay."

After a few minutes, Shen Huaichu Huaichu hung up the phone and looked at the name displayed on the phone screen, still a little reluctant. He never knew that he would become such a loving person.

"Mr. Shen"

came over, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, a director of the cooperative chamber of commerce.

Shen Huaichu put the phone away and returned to his calm and indifferent appearance.

"Dr. Chen"

the middle-aged man noticed that the person he was talking to on the phone just now was someone who had been there before. How could he not know that the other person was on the phone with his girlfriend.

He teased: "Is the target inspected?"

Shen Huai was stunned for a moment, but then he realized what the middle-aged man meant. This word was quite new.

There was an imperceptible curve in the corner of Shen Huaichu's mouth, "No, I'm reporting on the work." The middle-aged man was stunned, thinking that he had misunderstood.

But then I thought about it, Shen Huaichu is the president himself, who else should he report to?

Tsk tsk tsk, the report work, especially when Shen Huaichu said it with a cold face, at least doubled the lethality.

The middle-aged man laughed a few times, suppressed the goosebumps all over his body, exchanged a few words and left quickly.

It's really unbearable. Even at his age, he still has to listen to these young people showing off their affection.