Jiang Jun didn't expect Chen Yuefei to dare to accept the bet, and for a moment he couldn't think of the conditions for winning or losing: "Then you, if you win, what do you want?"
Chen Yuefei turned his back to the door and looked at Jiang Jun: "Then promise me to do something for me."
Jiang Jun was stunned: "Huh? What's going on?"
"I'll tell you when I think it through!" Chen Yuefei said, turned around, opened the door and went out.
Jiang Jun squatted there in a daze, feeling that the lines just now seemed familiar.
It was not until before going to bed at night that Jiang Jun remembered that the most common dialogues in Jiang Heng's crew and the costume drama crew next door were this kind of melodramatic dialogues.
As a result, the next morning, Jiang Jun was too embarrassed to ask Chen Yuefei to take her to work: "It's not windy or snowy, it's just a few steps, I can do it myself!"
Chen Yuefei didn't force it: "Okay, then I'll pick you up from get off work this afternoon."
Jiang Jun quickly waved his hand: "No, no, just wait at home, maybe your brother will come back early."
Jiang Jun was not annoyed by Wang Yuzhen and Ye Qingyin's suspicion a few days ago, but was instead annoyed by some melodramatic lines and couldn't even look directly at Chen Yuefei. He felt that he had had enough!
Chen Yuefei's expression was uncomfortable for a moment: "Oh!"
Jiang Jun turned away, adopting the tone of a team leader instructing his subordinates: "Pack up these things on the table and take them back to Uncle Chen. If you have time today, go to Chi Yitong and exchange the cups and plates. I'm afraid he'll change his mind later. Okay, I'm leaving now!"
After exiting the alley, Jiang Jun let out a long sigh, thinking that he had thought too much and that everything he saw seemed a little wrong - Chieko's social gene of being suspicious of her neighbors was extremely strong!
Fortunately, Bai was busy with work, and he took turns eating lunch with his colleagues during their free time. Jiang Jun had no time to think about random things, and he spent the day peacefully.
"Jiang, someone is here to pick you up from get off work! Is it your girlfriend?" Dibai, your office colleague, was sitting by the window and could see the movement at the gate.
Jiang Jun lowered his head to clean up his desk without looking up: "No!"
But I was thinking, if I didn't let Chen Yuefei pick me up, why didn't he listen?
Di Bai took a look and said, "Oh, that's not him. He's not the same guy from yesterday. Hey, they were both wearing military uniforms, so I thought he was here to pick you up."
Jiang Jun didn't like this kind of joke. He curled his lips, slammed the drawer shut, locked it, and stood up. "I'm off work. Bye."
Di Bai pretended not to notice Jiang Jun slamming the table. "Oh, you're not even a match yet! Look how anxious you are!"
Jiang Jun stopped and turned around to confront Di Bai again, but when she looked out the window next to Di Bai, she saw that the PLA comrade standing at the door of the communication room was actually her husband, Lao Wu!
Cake seller, why did Lao Wu come here without even calling me?
Jiang Jun regretted not being able to control himself and slamming the table. Unfortunately, the words were already spoken, and there were no refunds. He could only force himself to smile and say, "Well, you were anxious back then, weren't you?"
Dibai's eyebrows raised as high as they could: "I'm right!"
This girl who came in through the back door is usually quiet, but when I finally teased her, she slammed the table. Who would have thought that she would slam the table in my face one second and then laugh the next. She really has a big sister temper and you can't mess with her.
Jiang Jun smiled awkwardly, pretending to be calm, opened the door and went out. He greeted several colleagues from the next office in the corridor, and simply followed everyone out to avoid Chen Yuanwu coming over.
She knew that Dibai was still leaning against the window, waiting to watch the fun. She was afraid that when she came to work next Monday, people would start joking with her, and she didn't want to join them.
Chen Yuanwu saw Jiang Jun coming out with several other people, so he tactfully walked in another direction for a while before stopping.
Jiang Yun caught up and asked in a low voice, "Why are you free to pick me up today? I thought you wouldn't be back until tomorrow morning."
Chen Yuanwu laughed and said, "You won't recognize me tomorrow morning!"
Jiang Jun stuttered: "I, why, I don't recognize you anymore!"
I feel so guilty. A few wrong words make everything go wrong!
Chen Yuanwu
Jiang Jun was stunned: "Huh? What's going on?"
"I'll tell you when I think it through!" Chen Yuefei said, turned around, opened the door and went out.
Jiang Jun squatted there in a daze, feeling that the lines just now seemed familiar.
It was not until before going to bed at night that Jiang Jun remembered that the most common dialogues in Jiang Heng's crew and the costume drama crew next door were this kind of melodramatic dialogues.
As a result, the next morning, Jiang Jun was too embarrassed to ask Chen Yuefei to take her to work: "It's not windy or snowy, it's just a few steps, I can do it myself!"
Chen Yuefei didn't force it: "Okay, then I'll pick you up from get off work this afternoon."
Jiang Jun quickly waved his hand: "No, no, just wait at home, maybe your brother will come back early."
Jiang Jun was not annoyed by Wang Yuzhen and Ye Qingyin's suspicion a few days ago, but was instead annoyed by some melodramatic lines and couldn't even look directly at Chen Yuefei. He felt that he had had enough!
Chen Yuefei's expression was uncomfortable for a moment: "Oh!"
Jiang Jun turned away, adopting the tone of a team leader instructing his subordinates: "Pack up these things on the table and take them back to Uncle Chen. If you have time today, go to Chi Yitong and exchange the cups and plates. I'm afraid he'll change his mind later. Okay, I'm leaving now!"
After exiting the alley, Jiang Jun let out a long sigh, thinking that he had thought too much and that everything he saw seemed a little wrong - Chieko's social gene of being suspicious of her neighbors was extremely strong!
Fortunately, Bai was busy with work, and he took turns eating lunch with his colleagues during their free time. Jiang Jun had no time to think about random things, and he spent the day peacefully.
"Jiang, someone is here to pick you up from get off work! Is it your girlfriend?" Dibai, your office colleague, was sitting by the window and could see the movement at the gate.
Jiang Jun lowered his head to clean up his desk without looking up: "No!"
But I was thinking, if I didn't let Chen Yuefei pick me up, why didn't he listen?
Di Bai took a look and said, "Oh, that's not him. He's not the same guy from yesterday. Hey, they were both wearing military uniforms, so I thought he was here to pick you up."
Jiang Jun didn't like this kind of joke. He curled his lips, slammed the drawer shut, locked it, and stood up. "I'm off work. Bye."
Di Bai pretended not to notice Jiang Jun slamming the table. "Oh, you're not even a match yet! Look how anxious you are!"
Jiang Jun stopped and turned around to confront Di Bai again, but when she looked out the window next to Di Bai, she saw that the PLA comrade standing at the door of the communication room was actually her husband, Lao Wu!
Cake seller, why did Lao Wu come here without even calling me?
Jiang Jun regretted not being able to control himself and slamming the table. Unfortunately, the words were already spoken, and there were no refunds. He could only force himself to smile and say, "Well, you were anxious back then, weren't you?"
Dibai's eyebrows raised as high as they could: "I'm right!"
This girl who came in through the back door is usually quiet, but when I finally teased her, she slammed the table. Who would have thought that she would slam the table in my face one second and then laugh the next. She really has a big sister temper and you can't mess with her.
(In the revised text, to be replaced later)
(In the revised text, to be replaced later)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
