Chu Zheng hurried away while these people were going to find the boss.

When she walked out of the bar, she took out her cell phone and looked at it. She commented 99+, and was scolding her.

[Today, the black fans are not very dedicated and don’t even match a copywriting. Is it because we can no longer match your copywriting?]

[Would you just scold me or follow the process?]

[I just want to see what kind of flowers she can write this time.]

[How could there be such a disgusting person? Is life unsatisfactory? I went online to find existence!]

[#￥&@!…]

Chu Zheng exhaled, pointed at the deletion point, preparing to destroy the corpse.

"Chu Zheng."

Chu Zheng shook her fingers and looked forward.

The boy was wearing a loose apricot sweater, a set of black casual pants and a mask, and walked under the rows of street lights.

Chu Zheng moved slightly to the side and pressed to destroy the screen.

"Why are you here?"

Anji pulled down his mask, and Qingjun's eyebrows and eyes were filled with a smile: "I'm done today, I want to invite you to eat, huh... are you free?"

"have."

An Ji smiled and asked very carefully: "Then can I... invite you to eat?"

Chu Zheng nodded.

Chu Zheng went in and said to Fei Xiu, there was no one, and Fei Xiu was surrounded by employees to ask about peace. He waved his hand and let her go.

"Have you written it?"

"Yeah." An Ji said: "It's not about writing, it's just re-modification."

"For so long to modify?" You are not efficient!

Anji: "Have you been long?"

He didn't have any concept of time when he worked peacefully, and he felt that it didn't take long.

Anji obviously prepared in advance. Although he was not as luxurious and meticulous as Chu Zheng's car, he was definitely very attentive.

"Thank you for sending me breakfast and late-night snacks during this period."

"Have you got a meal yet?"

"Well, I've finished it all." Anji nodded: "It's delicious."

There will be no repetitive things within almost a week, and Anji will not get tired of eating them at all.

"Actually... you can come in." An Ji's voice was a little low.

Every time she puts things outside the door, and when she opens the door quietly, she only sees things and cannot see people, so she can only say a few words to her on WeChat.

"Will you disturb your work?"

"There will be a little bit, but that little time is not in the way." An Ji paused: "I probably won't be busy with work lately."

He didn't hold a signing meeting, and the rest of the matter was left to the publishing house.

He just needs to wait for the new book to come out and cooperate with the promotion.

Chu Zheng reacted coldly: "Oh."

Serenity: "…"

An Ji pursed the corner of his lower lip: "Wait until I get the sample book, can I give you one?"

Chu Zheng still nodded concisely with the cold and domineering spirit of the domineering president: "Okay."

Serenity: "…"

Communication is very difficult.

Although communication is a bit difficult, the atmosphere is not awkward.

Anji also felt strange. Logically, he might feel uncomfortable, but he didn't. Even if the person on the other side didn't say anything, he didn't feel that way.

This is a very magical feeling...

"I heard from Uncle Fei, not long after you graduated?"

"Um."

"Then why did you work at Uncle Fei?"

“…”

Because my ID card was detained at home.

Which big company would want someone without an ID card?

"I'm happy." Chu Zheng said: "What's the problem?"

"No..." An Ji shook his head: "I just asked casually, there was no other meaning."

"How do you know him?" Chu Zheng took the initiative to ask a question.

"Hmm?" Chu Zheng asked without any end. An Ji didn't react to anyone Chu Zheng asked.

Chu Zheng: "Fei Xiu."

An Ji suddenly realized, he thought for a while and said slowly: "Once I went out to find inspiration and met Uncle Fei."

That was when An Ji was writing his second book. Because he needed some scenes, he ran to the bar.

Fei Xiu didn’t open this bar at that time. Anji saw that it had a big signature, so he chose it.

Anji has been to bars, and he never attended the classmates' gatherings. When he entered, he was frightened by the demons and monsters inside.

There were chaos in the past few years, and there were all kinds of people in the bar.

Anji looked like a good student, and he was targeted as soon as he entered.

There was also a quarrel at that time, and then Fei Xiu came forward.

Fei Xiu said that he looked very pitiful at that time, so he felt compassion and rescued him by the way.

At that time, Fei Xiu was still a very famous brother, not a middle-aged man who only knows how to drink and hang dogs every day.

An Ji suddenly asked Chu Zheng: "Have you seen the "Abyss of Sin" I wrote?"

“See it.”

An Ji said: "The protagonist is based on Uncle Fei as the prototype."

He paused slightly: "Didn't you say you haven't read my book before?"

Chu Zheng: "!!!"

Chu Zheng was quite calm: "I came to see you later."

"That's how..." An Ji didn't think much: "The inspiration at that time was given to me by Uncle Fei. Actually, I wrote another version of that book. Do you want to read it?"

“…”

Not really wanting it.

But the invitation from the good guy card...

It's not good to refuse.

What if the good person card is sad? Then can't I have a good person card?

Then should I watch it or not?

[Look!] I can’t stand watching the King of the Poem.

"look."

"I'll give it to you when I go back." An Ji was a little happy: "But I haven't modified that version, there may be some flaws, so don't dislike it."

"Won't."

After the meal, the two took the bus home.

Going downstairs of the community, Anji asked hesitantly: "Why don't you go to my house? I don't know where I'm pressing. I may need to look for a while..."

So Chu Zheng followed Anji upstairs.

She has been here a lot, but this is the first time she has come in.

"Is this house yours?"

"My mother." An Ji said calmly: "I don't know where she got it."

Chu Zheng stopped talking and looked at the room casually.

The furnishings are relatively simple, with a sense of the times. Perhaps there are many quiet books. There is also a bookshelves in the living room, which are filled with books.
To be continued...