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    After hearing this, Xiao Zeyang subconsciously took a step back and looked up at Jing Fan.

    Jing Fan is more than half a head taller than Xiao Zeyang, so Xiao Zeyang has to raise his head slightly to keep eye contact with Jing Fan.

    Jing Fan straightened up with a smile on his face, and without saying anything more to Xiao Zeyang, turned around and walked to the door. Just as he was about to open the door and go out, he saw the female assistant who had brought Xiao Zeyang in earlier hurried in.

    As a result, one of her feet lost her footing and bumped directly into Jing Fan. Jing Fan took a slight step back and supported her.

    "Sorry, sorry!"

    The assistant who bumped into Jing Fan's arms immediately blushed. He stood up in a panic and stammered, trying to explain something to Jing Fan. "I, I"

    "Hey Wu Tong, forget it if you bumped into our Jing Fan. Why are you blushing?" Gao Yuqi, who was having a verbal spat with Yan Fusen next to him, suddenly smiled evilly at Jing Fan and his assistant and said, "What's the matter, little conspiracy?"  Did you succeed?"

    "Can you please stop talking nonsense!" After hearing Gao Yuqi's words, Wu Tong's face instantly turned redder, and he stamped his foot angrily at Gao Yuqi, "If you're not embarrassed, I'm still embarrassed. You say defeat."  His character is undefeated no wonder he couldn¡¯t win the mvp.¡±

    "It's as if he can take it without talking nonsense." Yan Fusen deliberately snorted beside him.

    "I got more than you." Gao Yuqi turned around and rolled his eyes.

    "Then don't compete with me. If you're awesome, go and compete with" Yan Fusen was about to say Jing Fan, but when he looked up, he suddenly found that Jing Fan was gone.

    Why?  Where are people?

    ****

    "Is it done?"

    He Weiming, who was originally staying in the training room, quietly slipped away when the game between the two of them was in the middle of the game, and returned to the office to read the files by himself. When he saw Jing Fan coming in, he raised his head and called out.

    "Well," Jing Fan responded casually, then turned around and closed the door, sitting on the sofa in Shen Zheng's office, "Why did you ask me to come?"

    "It's been two days since you've been in contact with this new assistant. How do you feel about this new assistant?" He Weiming stood up from the office chair, walked to Jing Fan, and poured him a glass of water from the teapot, "Huh?"

    "What are you talking about?" Jing Fan asked back, looking down at the tea that was filled on the table, but he had no intention of picking it up and drinking it.

    "Anything is fine, I just want to chat with you casually,"

    He Weiming's tone was very relaxed, it felt like a normal chat, but Jing Fan still noticed the clues quickly.

    Jing Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and lowered his voice: "Which team did you contact the new assistant from?"

    No hesitation or hesitation could be heard from Jing Fan's tone. The overly simple and straightforward question instantly stunned He Weiming.

    He blinked at Jing Fan again, and then laughed: "I realize that nothing can escape your eyes now, it's so scary."

    "You'd better not bring your personal grievances with Shen Zheng to the team members." Jing Fan did not go to pick up what He Weiming had just said. Instead, he said something inconsistent, "The team members didn't recruit you either."  Messing with you.¡±

    "I'm telling you Jing Fan, it's really not because of that little thing I had with Shen Zheng!" Upon hearing Jing Fan's words, He Weiming's mood suddenly became a little excited for some reason, and he looked righteous.  Ciyan sat down next to Jing Fan and stared at him, feeling that the words "zheng" and "zhi" were written in those two big watery eyes.

    Jing Fan looked at He Weiming, not as excited as he was, but quietly moved his body to the other side.

    He doesn¡¯t like to be face-to-face with others. Being too close will make him feel uncomfortable.

    "This time it was plg's assistant Kong Yan who contacted me personally. That's Kong Yan, my great King!" He Weiming said as he turned around to find Kong Yan's information, "Kong Yan and Fang Weichuan's bottom lane in S6  What a strong team, brother! He took a year off in s7, and this is a rare opportunity to come back in s8! It will be too late if we don¡¯t start!"

    "Did you find him or did he find you?" Compared to He Weiming, who was talking to himself while frantically rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find information, Jing Fan's attitude was made a little colder, "Huh?"

    He Weiming's movements obviously paused, as if he was thinking about how to answer.

    "I have Kong Yan's WeChat account." Seeing that He Weiming didn't seem to be frank and lenient, Jing Fan had no choice but to reach out and shake his cell phone to start applying pressure.

    However, the ability to withstand stress is explosiveIt looked a bit funny, so Xiao Zeyang felt that the entire WeChat business card was filled with a weird and inconsistent cute flavor

    After a little hesitation, Xiao Zeyang finally agreed.

    I¡¯ll probably delete it later.

    I originally thought that it was just a casual addition to WeChat. In a short period of time, except for the sentence "I passed your friend verification request, we can start chatting", no other content will appear. However,  Unexpectedly, Jing Fan sent a message within a minute.

    The content of the message is a photo of a small light blue purse.

    There is a sentence immediately below: You don¡¯t know if you have lost anything valuable.

    When Xiao Zeyang saw this photo, he was stunned for a moment. Then he took a breath and quickly reached out and touched his jacket pocket. Sure enough, he found nothing!

    "It's over, it's over!"

    That small purse was given to him by Li Xiaoru two months ago. There was also a photo of Li Xiaoru in it It was said to be a photo, but in fact it was just a one-inch photo that had been retouched. Li Xiaoru did not deliberately take the photo for Xiao Zeyang.

    However, despite this, Xiao Zeyang still cherished it and kept it with him, but it fell out for some reason today.

    Xiao Zeyang: [I will go and pick it up when I have time]

    Originally, Xiao Zeyang wanted to reply that I would go and get it now, but when he thought of all the things Li Xiaoru had done to him before forget it, let's not be mean first.

    [Don¡¯t have time, come here now.  You are free and I am not.  ]

    Jing Fan¡¯s reply made Xiao Zeyang startled.

    [Come here, I'll take you out to have something to eat.  ](Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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