"Xinye didn't share a house with Hualoubai. The two got along well. Why did they suddenly ask about renting a house?" Hu Qunzi was very puzzled, "Maybe there was a gap between Hualoubai and him."

The group thought for a while and continued to reply: Yes, it's very expensive

Nishino: How many months

Group: more than 1,000

Nishino: Is there any cheaper one?

Group: No, minimum 1000

Nishino: I want to rent a one-bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom

Qunzi: Didn’t you and Hualoubai live well?

Nishino: Turning against each other

Group: Impossible? Is it because of usury

Nishino: Yes, it's hard to describe it

Qunzi: It's good, living with that perverted person in Hualoubai will be bad for you

Nishino: Yes.

Qunzi: I'm empty, why don't I...

Nishino: Not good, a man and a woman

Qunzi: I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of

Nishino: I'm afraid I can't control myself

Qunzi: Hehe. I was ready last night, you ran away, I was so angry

Nishino:sorry

Qunzi: Be happy, would you like to live with me?

Nishino: How much rent is paid

Group: Just give it some

Nishino: I don't want to give a single point

Group: OK, but there must be a condition

Nishino: You said

Qunzi: Let's talk about it when you move here tonight

Nishino: Let's talk now

Group: Come to my office

Nishino: OK

After chatting for a while, the hall was not air conditioned and it was a little stuffy. Nishino took off his suit, put it on a chair, rolled up his sleeves, loosened his tie, and quickly went to the chief executive's office.

Hu Qunzi prepared a cup of black coffee for him and waited: "Dear, thank you for your hard work."

"Not working hard. It's okay to serve the editor-in-chief." Nishino walked closer to Qunzi's desk and sat down opposite her.

"Why don't you have a memory? When no one is there, you call me a group." The editor-in-chief poked over with the end of the signature pen.

Nishino's left hand instinctively reacted, and the signature pen poked the part left by his blood-drawing and puncture. He couldn't help but shouted softly, "It hurts--"

"Where did you poke it? Let's take a look." Hu Qunzi dropped his pen and ran over to pull Nishino's arm, shocked, "What's going on? Such a big piece of bruise? Have you fought with Hualubai?"

"No...no... I accidentally fell." Nishino wanted to pass by perfunctorily.

"Hey, there are pinholes on it. Are you drawing blood?" The pinhole marks on the blood vessels were too obvious, and they did not escape the eyes of the group.

"I just drew a little bit." Nishino didn't want the Qunzi to know the truth about him selling blood in the blood collection center, but his eyes would not lie.

"Impossible. Your face is a little pale and your complexion is not good. You have something to hide from me."

"No."

"I have studied the plot you sent me a little bit. It's too real. It's impossible to write it without a live experience selling blood. So you..."

"You already know, so there is no need for me to hide the truth. I sold 600 ml of blood."

"I am so dedicated, my dear." Hu Qunzi stood on tiptoe, hooked his neck, and pressed it on Nishino's cheek to give a fragrant kiss, the sound was very crisp.

The love in the office is very warm, romantic but not complete. Hu Qunzi completely forgot that there are other people in the company besides them. At this moment, Nishino tried his best to restrain his inner fanaticism and did not cater to the hot kiss of Qunzi, although there was a need for interdependence between him and Qunzi, including work and life.

The intimate contact lasted for several minutes. There were more people outside the door, and a pair of fire-breathing eyes were peeping at the movements in the room. This person was Hua Xiong. He had been working under Qunzi for several years and wanted to attack Qunzi many times, but he was ruthlessly rejected.

Xiaoxiao is his dream lover, and Nishino made another move, Hua Xiong was unwilling to accept it. Now that the editor-in-chief has been attached to Nishino, he is desperate for it, and it won't take long to fall into his arms.

Hua Xiong learned his lesson this time, and he did not ask Xiaoxiao to come over to "catch the gangster on the spot". He understood that Xiaoxiao didn't have much favor to him, so he left silently with a silent smile.

Hu Qunzi hugged her quietly for a while, and when she saw Nishino being extremely calm, she put down her hands. She returned to her position and tidied her hair: "Sorry, where did we just talk about it?"

"Plot." Nishino answered calmly.

"Yes. This script has come to an end for the time being, and the rest can be completed with Xiaoxiao. Look, just by talking, the coffee is cold." Qunzi brought the coffee to Nishino's hand.

"Black coffee, Balzac's favorite." Nishino took a sip.

"Fifty thousand cups of black coffee made "Human Comedy" and Balzac, and of course he also took his life."

"Then I'll stop drinking it. Black coffee is easy to get addicted."

"Drinking occasionally is fine. Drinking regularly will lead to cardiovascular failure. In the year when Balzac died, he stayed up late for a long time and drank black coffee to refresh his mind. His body completely collapsed. The glory and wealth brought by Mrs. Balzac was gone before he could enjoy it."

"Now, youth is for struggle; in the future, youth is for memories. Balzac used his life to write and overdraw his body, which seemed not worth it."

"Compared with writers such as Cao Xueqin and Kafka, Balzac was lucky. When he saw his works popular in Europe and were well-known all over the world, he should be content and die without regrets."

"But he also made wedding dresses for others, and after his death, all the royalties were given to Mrs. Balzac's name."

"This is the greatness of love. Balzac received the true love of the Duchess and the Duchess got the title. This short-distance love is so touching and so sad." The group of people sighed deeply.

"Groups, do you also yearn for the love of talented men and beautiful women?" Nishino decided to test the editor-in-chief's true inner thoughts.

"Isn't it possible?" asked the group of people, "I hope they will respect each other as guests, share the same eyebrows, support each other, and under the moon... The sea will be gone forever, and the land will last forever... It is best for you and I to walk to the ends of the world with your sword."

"Where is the end of the world? How far is it?"

"The distance of the heart is as far as the end of the world."

"Stop fooling me. You are right in front of me, can you be right in front of me? "

"I want to go to the Maldives to see the sea, to go to the Alps, and to go to Norway to see the sun never set."

"As long as there is a sea in my heart, there is Maldives everywhere..."

"Xino, traveling around the world doesn't cost much money. You can travel and write while writing. Think about how beautiful it is!"

"Yes, I want to go too, but I don't have the ability."

"You have unlimited potential."

"Potential? Don't praise me. Just say what tasks you have."

"What's the hurry? You can first sort out the outline of "The Flowers Fall and Flowers Blooming Yang Family Generals". After get off work, I will drive to rent a house with you and move your luggage."

"You're just torn clothes, you don't need to worry about it."

"Buddha wants gold clothes, people want clothes. Moving must be more decent. That's it."

"Well. Then I'd rather obey my duty than respect." Nishino said that and went back to the hall.

The colleagues in the hall were lying around each other, whispering to each other, and whispering, and the scene was a little messy. Hua Xiong coughed dryly, and everyone immediately calmed down, casting strange glances at Xiye, then dissipated, and each went to work at his respective positions.

"Congratulations, Nishino." Hua Xiong trotted over with a hippie smile.

"Where does the joy come from?" Nishino shrugged.

"I knowingly asked, the editor-in-chief sister is throwing her arms to you. You are not bad at picking up girls. I have been chasing for so long, but my leader and sister have never seen me directly." Hua Xiong pointed with orchid.

"Breaking nonsense."

"I have seen you hugging me twice in the office."

"Minister Hua Xiong, I warn you that this is working hours, so I will stop causing trouble with me." As he spoke, Nishino's index finger stood up in front of Hua Xiong's nose.

"Brother Xiaoxi, don't be angry. Although I, Hua Xiong, are a bastard, I still have some experience in picking up girls. If the editor falls in love with you, just give Xiaoxiao to me..." Hua Xiong gently pushed Nishino's finger away and said seriously.

"What does this smile have to do?" Nishino was puzzled.

"Shh--" Hua Xiong winked at Xiaoxiao, who was working in the hall, and then looked at the wall clock on the wall, "Brother, Xiaoxiao is not suitable for you. The time to clean the toilet is up. I'm leaving--"

...

After get off work, Hua Xiong brought two working meals to Hu Qunzi as usual, and naturally there was a squid shredded dish, and he also added a special dish - Raptor Crossing the River. Hua Xiong paid for it himself, and Hu Qunzi repeatedly insisted on giving him money, but he didn't accept it.

Hua Xiong is so loyal and hardworking, Hu Qunzi decided to reduce the time he spent cleaning the toilet by half: "Hua Xiong, given your infinite loyalty, the punishment will expire in a week. In May, you and Nishino will go to Tianjin together."

When Hua Xiong heard this, he was so excited that he bowed to Hu Qunzi ninety degrees: "Thank you, my leader, sister. Hua must be atone for his merits and guaranteed to complete the task."

Hu Qunzi re-activates Huaxiong's run-out field, which was a forced one. The company's business expanded and there was not enough staff. No one is more suitable for Nishino's entourage than him, including Howard.

Hu Qunzi clearly knew that Hua Xiong was still serving his sentence, and his early release was due to humanitarianism. After all, Hua Xiong was also the name of the logistics minister, and it was a waste of time to clean the toilet.

The last time the customer who searched for roots and asked about his ancestors called again two days ago and asked how he was preparing for the novel outline. Hu Qunzi didn't understand the situation and was confident that he would make a reply from Haikou that the outline was almost complete.

In fact, the outline is still in Xiye's mind! The descendants of the Yang family are scattered at home and abroad, and the information is scarce. The customer only provides one important clue, saying that the Yang family's most complete genealogy and related folk legends in Wuqing District, Tianjin, and if you want to get the rest, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Nishino felt unprecedented pressure, which came from the editor-in-chief and from the client. The most important thing was his persistent ideal in his youth - the Yang family general who rewrites the old version, restores the relatively real history and changes the inherent image of the Yang family general in people's minds for more than 400 years.

Nishino, who never believed in authority, wanted to declare war on the entire academic community. If he didn't do it well, he would be charged with "fake-up history" by academic authorities at home and abroad. This time he was not sure.
Chapter completed!