The next day, Hu Yan woke up on the big bed in the hotel.

Last night, she had several messy dreams.

But after I woke up, my memory of the content was rather vague.

This night, she didn't sleep well.

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"It's all the boss's fault!"

"Or should I call him Cheng Zhu now?"

At this thought, Hu Yan suddenly wanted to laugh. Only then did she realize that it seemed that I knew more about him in reality.

"He doesn't know my real name."

"You didn't see my face either. I was wearing a mask yesterday."

"Equal to this unexpected offline meeting, more information will be uncovered about him!"

So far, she has not replied to the WeChat message Cheng Zhu sent yesterday.

Because Hu Yan really didn't know how to get along with him all of a sudden.

Before, I just wanted to be a lifelong netizen, so that meant I could just do whatever I wanted to do?

There are only two levels of relationship between me and him.

The first level is the relationship between netizens and occasional chatting.

The second level is a financial relationship, I collect his money.

Huh? Putting the two together, it seems that the relationship is quite complicated!

After a night of adaptation, Hu Yan felt that it was actually no big deal.

"I live in Shanghai, and my boss lives in Hangzhou."

"After I left Hangzhou, we actually still got along like netizens."

"In private, as long as we don't make an appointment, there will be no contact."

"The only difference from before is that I know his name and identity, and I also know how good he looks. He is indeed handsome."

"At best, it's equivalent to a netizen having sex offline once."

She actually felt that it would be more troublesome for the junior sisters because they had an alumni relationship and everyone was studying in the same school.

After Hu Yan got up from the bed, his eyes rested on a few plush dolls on the table.

They were all caught yesterday at [Youlaiwan].

After thinking about it, she felt that it was disrespectful to Party A to not reply to messages from the sponsor's father.

To be honest, before she met Cheng Zhu, she was almost unable to survive and was too poor to open the pot.

So, she took photos of these plush dolls, then sent the photos to Cheng Zhu and typed: "Boss, I was so nervous yesterday. I didn't know what to do. I caught these in the store in the afternoon. .”

"For the sake of me coming to the store to spend money, please don't argue with me, the little Party B."

She also added a "please" emoji.

——Me! I am poor and therefore very spineless!

In fact, she always had this face when chatting with Cheng Zhu.

Only when the two of them are chatting, she will change her appearance.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Zhu's reply was: "It's too late, we are already looking for a new painter."

"Ah? Really?" Hu Yan was shocked.

"When did you know that I opened the store?" Cheng Zhu asked.

Seeing that he no longer talked about finding a new painter, Hu Yan knew that he was just casually scaring himself, and immediately felt relieved.

"I only found out after arriving in Hangzhou yesterday."

Hu Yan briefly explained what happened.

After she finished speaking, she asked Cheng Zhu: "How did the boss know that Jingjing and I were friends?"

She was a little curious.

"Of course I saw the interaction in your circle of friends."

Hu Yan thought to himself: "It really is because of this."

She was quite sorry about this.

How wonderful it would have been if I hadn't left a message on Junior Sister's circle of friends.

In this way, maybe I can spy on him unilaterally, as I thought in advance!

How can it be like now, so social, awkward, and passive!

Cheng Zhu was actually quite speechless.

He never expected that Hu Yan would find him because when they were talking about the owner of the claw machine shop, she asked extravagantly: "Is he handsome?"

He silently remembered this matter and the question Hu Yan said to Yue Lingjing in his heart.

Maybe you can use it in the future!

After the two chatted for a few more words, Cheng Zhu had something to do, so he ended the chat.

Hu Yan had nothing to do this morning. He made an appointment with Yue Lingjing to go to Lingyin Temple in the afternoon.

Today is Friday. Compared with weekends, there will definitely be slightly fewer people in Lingyin Temple.

On the other side, Cheng Zhu, who had no morning classes, drove to Room 212 of the East Building.

"Sheep of a Sheep" will make small changes every few days.

Two days ago, he ordered Wei Bo to weaken the [props] function.

In this game, there are [props], and one of the props can disrupt the arrangement and combination.

In other words, you may have been unable to continue eliminating, but once this prop is used, you may have another chance to continue eliminating.

Wei Bo originally set up this [prop] as one of those very functional props.

Basically, after using it, you can continue to eliminate it.

After Cheng Zhu tried it a few times, he immediately said: "Peel it! Peel it for me!"

When he arrived in room 212, the three naughty dogs in dormitory 309 were also here.

Isn’t Class 2 of the Department of Economics going on an autumn outing tomorrow?

Cheng Zhu agreed to be Liu Feng's wingman and had already made plans. He would arrange for his classmates to watch an outdoor movie on the lawn in front of the B&B.

The movie randomly selected a youth movie, and he asked Liu Feng to watch the movie several times in the past few days to try to be familiar with the plot.

But he didn't tell him in advance what exactly he would do next, and he deliberately preyed on the three adopted sons' appetites.

So, as soon as he walked in and saw Liu Feng, he couldn't help but smile.

"Okay Chuan'er, you went to get a perm yesterday, right?" Cheng Zhu joked.

These days, many college students still like to have their hair permed. Unlike the time before Cheng Zhu was born again, the number of boys with perms seemed to be decreasing year by year.

Cheng Zhu doesn't really like to perm his hair. After all, there is a saying that goes like this: "The three major legal gambling in contemporary times: perming your hair, getting married, and buying durians."

Who knows what it will look like in the end!

If you tell the barber about micro curling, he will guarantee that it will definitely be slightly curled in the end. The final result will probably be either too curly or not permed, and it will definitely not achieve the desired effect anyway.

Liu Feng is in this situation now. Dong Dong no longer calls him the nickname "Chuan'er", but directly calls him: "Little Curly Hair."

At this moment, Liu Feng was about to cry and grabbed his hair: "Brother Zhu, please stop talking. I'm thinking about whether to straighten it tonight."

This damn hair looks like a teddy bear. The barber can give it a nice hairstyle, but Liu Feng can't do it himself.

Today's Cheng Zhu doesn't understand the worries of these young people.

What's more, some of his aesthetics are inconsistent with today's young people.

Just like college students now like to wear cropped pants or rolled-up trouser legs. Anyway, in autumn, the ankles are exposed, and Cheng Zhu doesn't like it.

In this way, Cheng Zhu stayed in the East Building until half past one in the afternoon.

After 1:30, he drove to the studio of [Insistence Visit].

After all, he was going to the B&B tomorrow and he had some things to deal with early.

What’s interesting is that in today’s studios, everyone has at least two cups of milk tea on their desk.

These milk teas were all delivered by the four girls next door who had been preparing them according to Cheng Zhu's instructions.

Since these four girls all look pretty good, all the men in the studio feel quite beautiful in their hearts.

After Cheng Zhu finished working in his office, he made a special trip over.
To be continued...