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Jingjun moved in a leisurely manner. He didn¡¯t have many things at first, so he could just pack his bags and move in, but it took him a whole week.
Books are the heaviest. She was annoyed at how she had unknowingly stocked up so many books as she walked towards the gate of the community with the heavy cardboard box in her arms.
The weather in early winter is very cold and windy from time to time.
She wrapped her head with a scarf like a brownie, like a mother who wouldn¡¯t even recognize her when she came.
There was a person hiding at the gate of the community. At first, she didn't pay attention, thinking he was looking for someone.
But that person turned away for a while, then retracted again. The direction of his gaze seemed to be towards him, and his figure was still very familiar.
Jing Jun hesitated and decided to test it.
She turned around, then pretended to turn back a few minutes later.
The other party seemed to be spending time with her. When she couldn't see him, he would stick his head out to observe her; and when she looked back, he would quickly hide.
She turned around again, turned her head quickly again, and accurately caught his movement of quickly retracting his body.
She was convinced that this person was paying attention to herself.
A thought flashed through her mind, she put down the cardboard box in her hand and walked over step by step.
The closer she got, the faster her heart beat.
After a pause, she stopped one meter away, leaned out and looked at it for a while, then raised her legs and moved forward again.
Just as she was about to reach it, the green plants in the corner suddenly shook.
A figure rushed out and ran quickly in the opposite direction to her.
This man¡¯s clothes are shabby, his pants are shiny, and the heels of his shoes have been worn flat, but he runs very fast.
Jing Jun also jumped up and chased him at a sprint speed of 100 meters. His eyes were red and tears fell unconsciously.
The more she chased him, the faster he ran and quickly disappeared from her sight.
Seeing the slightly staggering figure completely disappearing into the crowd, she raised her hand and wiped away the tears that had flowed down her face. Her eyes were filled with anger and urgency.
The ginkgo trees are already golden, and the sidewalk is covered with beautiful leaves.
Under the tree, Jing Jun¡¯s scarf was draped over his shoulders. He raised his pale face, stared at the other side of the street with wide eyes, and shed tears.
On the roadside, there was a Maybach in the queue waiting for the red light. The people in the car raised their cameras and took a few photos of her. While filming, he said: "Qin Cheng is the most beautiful screenwriter!"
This sentence successfully attracted Gao Zhuo's attention.
He turned his head and looked out the car window, with a trace of doubt in his dark eyes.
Immediately, he lightly pressed the remote control and watched the car window slowly roll up.
Gao Mengyun quickly took back the camera, fearing that it would be hit by the car window, and protested: "Don't be so brutal, okay, my camera is very expensive."
"Just have fun with your photography, don't look for trouble all day long." Gao Zhuo's tone was as cold as ever.
Gao Mengyun admired the photo he had just captured, and continued: "I am also the company's chief photographer after all. The picture on Weibo last time was so well taken and how much heat it brought to the company."
¡°My company needs to gain popularity?¡± Gao Zhuo said coldly.
This sister does not study abroad, engage in politics, or join the army (exactly the same as her brother), she only likes to take pictures, which gives her father a headache.
Being forced into working in the company by his father, he arranged her in the photography team according to her preferences.
The so-called chief photographer is her title. (Who in the company dares not to use her photo?)
Fortunately, her photos are quite professional, because it is a job she likes, and she is diligent in daily life.
So, today he agreed to attend a dinner party that she participated in.
¡°Brother, she seemed to be crying just now.¡± Gao Mengyun asked, staring at the photo.
Gao Zhuo put one hand on the center console and the other hand on the steering wheel. The movements are not standard, but they are inexplicably beautiful!
With a little force between his fingers, he turned a corner and said, "Really?"
"Look!" Gaudi raised the camera and enlarged the photo for him to see. "Look, she is really crying. She is quite sad. Should we go and take a look?"
Gao Zhuo glanced at the camera, stretched out his hand and pushed it: "Don't affect my driving."
Jing Jun returned to the entrance of the community dejectedly, holding the cardboard box and sitting silently on the stone platform at the entrance of the community.
He appeared in front of his eyes so suddenly. Did something happen again?
In fact, she no longer hates him.
Although for so many years, because of him, grandma and her lifeLiving a tight life.
But she still hopes that he can have food and clothing, stop hiding every day, and at least live like a human being.
Money, if you don¡¯t have it, you can make it again!
She is old enough to make money, and her books have been adapted into movies.
When Miao Wan rushed over, she looked at her red eyes and asked in surprise: "Jing Jun, what's wrong with you?"
Jing Jun lowered his head: "You asked me to wait for you here at 4 o'clock. What time is it?"
Miao Wan apologized: "I'm sorry, when I was about to leave, the company was temporarily delayed by something."
"You want to freeze me to death and inherit my inheritance, right?"
Miao Wan took the initiative to take the big cardboard box from her hand, put it into the trunk of the car for her, and said, "Are you in such a bad mood that you started quarreling with me because your aunt is coming soon?"
Jing Jun unceremoniously got into the car and felt the warm air conditioner. Her tense heart relaxed a little, and she said, "You are such an incompetent aunt."
Miao Wan knew she was in the wrong and refused to argue with her. He flipped the gear with his hand and stepped on the accelerator. The smile on his face deepened: "Jingjun, is this car good?"
Jing Jun leaned back in the seat, looked at the panoramic sunroof above his head, and the spacious space in the back seat, and nodded: "It's really good. The hammer is really good to you."
Miao Wan smiled proudly: "How can I have such money?"
Jing Jun knew that she was going to break the news again, and she would probably say something after that: You can¡¯t tell others!
Seeing that she remained silent, Miao Wan said, "I told you, you are not allowed to tell others!"
Jing Jun was still thinking about the figure who escaped in a hurry, and said absently: "Don't tell me anything, lest others find out and you think it was me who said it."
Usually at this time, Miao Wan would tell her.
She was in a particularly good mood and said mysteriously: "Brother Fan matched it for me."
This brother Fan is her boss. Everyone has a unique title here.
Jing Jun asked: "I haven't heard you say that before, how can I give you a car? Have you been promoted?"
"You don't have to look at how well-connected I am now. Everyone in the company knows that the connections I have are the best." Miao Wan's eyes were filled with pride.
This is true, what Miao Wan likes most is to try her best to make connections and join the circle.
Jing Jun asked: "There is nothing between you and your boss, right?"
Miao Wan said seriously: "Am I the kind of person who has two legs?"
Jing Jun said: "I think you still need to think carefully about what you want. I always feel that the most important thing in a relationship is loyalty."
She stared at the reflector, expecting to see something, such as a car following her. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com