Shu Jun put a bowl of noodles in front of Chu Zheng: "Eat it."

The noodles are covered with shredded pork with a full range of color and fragrant soup, and the soup is very good.

I tasted Chuzheng and it tasted good.

"Is it delicious?" Shu Jun asked her.

"good."

Shu Jun: "..."

It's obviously delicious, why is it okay?

The ringtone of the cell phone interrupted Shu Jun's thoughts. He took out his cell phone and glanced at Chu Zheng opposite him. He got up with his cell phone and went to the bedroom.

Shu Jun received the call for nearly ten minutes. When Chu Zheng came out, she had already eaten and continued to write a review at her desk.

Shu Jun stood at the door and looked at her in the dim light.

The light of the floor lamp just enveloped her, and she lay on the table in a small ball. Her body seemed to have retreated a lot. Only then did he think she was a student.

"What are you looking at?" Chu Zheng suddenly raised her eyes and looked over, her eyes were chilly.

Shu Jun came over with his cell phone, put the phone on the table, and continued to eat the noodles he had not finished: "This is my home, what do I do, is it my freedom?"

Chu Zheng turned to write, as if she wanted to refute him, but in the end she moved her lips and couldn't find the entry point to refute. She pinched the pen and lowered her head to continue writing.

After Shu Jun finished eating the noodles, he put the food in the kitchen and washed it.

His cell phone on the table lit up.

Chu Zheng Yu Guang swept over and saw only the word "Pei" that jumped out, and the screen dimmed in a blink of an eye.

Chu Zheng thought for a moment and continued to lower her head to write a review.

Shu Jun cleaned up and sat opposite him with his computer in his arms. He looked at the information displayed on the computer, and then looked at the person who wrote the review on the other side...

No matter how I feel that I am not the same person.

who is she?

Get close to what you want to do?

Chu Zheng looked at the time, stuffed the things into her schoolbag, took out her cell phone, opened the WeChat QR code, and handed them to Shu Jun.

"do what?"

"add."

Shu Jun narrowed his eyes slightly: "We are not familiar enough to add WeChat, right?"

Chu Zheng was too lazy to talk nonsense, and was fierce: "Are you adding it?"

"……add."

Shu Jun clicked on WeChat and scanned it. After Chu Zheng received the application, she left with her schoolbag: "Good night."

Bang!

The door was closed, and he was the only one left in the living room.

The room that was a little popular just now fell back to its original point in an instant and fell into silence.

-

Shu Jun stayed here and didn't leave. Chu Zheng would occasionally go up. The two of them had a strange tacit understanding. If you don't offend me, I won't offend you, and they were alone in peace.

If she bumped into him and had breakfast downstairs in the morning, she would walk in normally and sit opposite him.

After eating, check out and leave.

Sometimes he wouldn't say a word. If Shu Jun hadn't known it himself, he would have thought she was a stranger and just had breakfast on the table.

Shu Jun once again watched Chu Zheng leave first.

He didn't retract his gaze until the ringtone of his cell phone rang.

"Hello."

"I contacted a good person and made an appointment to meet at 'Miyang', at 9 o'clock in the evening."

"good."

Shu Jun hung up the phone, he looked outside, and the person who was monitoring him was still there.

Shu Jun clicked on his phone a few times and found Chu Zheng’s WeChat.

They have never spoken since they added it.

Shu Jun reached out and held the cross necklace around his neck and typed with one hand.

[Shu Jun: Are you free at 9 o'clock in the evening?]

【Chu Zheng: Talking about things.】

[Shu Jun: Please play.]

【Chu Zheng: If you don’t go, you’re busy.】

Chu Zheng's merciless rejection of him surprised Shu Jun slightly.

She actually rejected herself?

[Shu Jun: What are you busy with?]

[Chu Zheng: Writing a review.]

[Shu Jun: Why did you write a review again?]

Chu Zheng didn't reply to him again. Shu Jun stared at the chat interface, typed a few words, and deleted it word by word. He knocked out his phone, put it back in his pocket, and left the breakfast shop.

-

Miyang is a very private club, which only receives members. Shu Jun takes the prepared membership card and follows the waiter into it.

Shu Jun walked through the bizarre crowd and walked into a corridor.

There are house numbers on both sides of the corridor. Shu Jun followed the house numbers and found the room he was looking for - 303

Shu Jun opened the door and went in.

Just after he entered, Chu Zheng walked over from the other side. She stared at the message sent on her phone, passed through the door where Shu Jun entered, and turned to another corridor.

Chu Zheng pushed open the door of the box, and the person inside immediately stood up: "Miss Yan, right?"

"Um."

The man had a false smile on his face: "Ms. Yan looks very young, it's really unexpected. Miss Yan please sit down."

The man only spoke to Chu Zheng on the phone, but he didn't expect Chu Zheng to be so young.

Is this... adult?

Could it be that he was playing with him?

The man is skeptical.

Chu Zheng sat on the sofa opposite and put one hand on the handrail.

She just sat there casually, but it gave people the feeling that under her butt was a throne made of golden dragons.

Invisible pressure spreads through the room.

The man was still despised, but his eyes suddenly narrowed.

At a young age, he has such a demeanor...

No wonder the phone was so loud.

I guess it is the daughter of a wealthy family...

The man's false smile was curled: "I have considered Miss Yan's previous proposal, although..."

“Not enough money?”

The man choked, you are too straightforward!!

Everyone is sitting here talking, isn’t it because of money!!

The man thought about the language and thought about how to raise the price: "Ms. Yan, you know that my company has so many people, and they have followed me until now. I can't just sell it..."

"You can add money if you don't have enough money, but money is not a problem."

“???”

"You can open a price you think is appropriate."

“?????”

Under the bombardment of Chu Zheng's "money is not a problem", the man quickly surrendered.

“When can we sign a contract?”

The man smiled a lot sincerely: "The contract will take some time. How about I call Miss Yan after I have drafted the contract?"
To be continued...