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Early the next morning, Shen Zheng woke up in his office. He was still covered with a thin coat that he usually wore, and his sleeves were drooped to the ground.
The bottle of red wine that had seen the bottom was sealed by someone and placed on Shen Zheng's small shelf specially used to store wine, and the cup used to hold the red wine seemed to have been cleaned.
Shen Zheng rubbed his dizzy head, sat up and looked around with a confused look on his face. He almost thought that he had accidentally called a cleaning lady to clean the house after being drunk last night.
But after he sobered up a little, he vaguely remembered in his mind that He Weiming came to see him last night. The two of them seemed to have said something downstairs first, and then Shen Zheng brought He Weiming to the office, and the two of them drank. Ordering a drink, but what happened next Shen Zheng had no memory of that most important part.
He didn¡¯t even know when He Weiming went back, but it was probably because He Weiming left after Shen Zheng fell asleep while chatting, and He Weiming also packed away the wine bottles.
¡¡Awkward.
Shen Zheng slapped his face twice in frustration, trying hard to recall something quickly, but it was useless. It was obvious that the effect of alcohol was not as strong as Shen Zheng's will at this time.
He was also very tired, and He Weiming couldn't help but wonder if he had gone out to run a few marathon laps after being drunk last night, or if he had been beaten up by a few people.
But fortunately, the new batch of youth trainees have not come to report yet. Xiao Zeyang and the others have their own affairs to be busy at the headquarters, so in general, the youth training department has nothing to worry about for Shen Zheng.
Shen Zheng¡¯s position in the club actually does not have annual leave, but every year, the window period when the old trainees graduate and the new trainees have not come to report is almost the same as Shen Zheng¡¯s annual leave.
Shen Zheng sat alone on the sofa and sobered up for a while. Then he picked up his cell phone to call He Weiming, but found that He Weiming had turned off his phone.
It seems that what happened last night will remain an unsolved case after all
What's going on?
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Xiao Zeyang arrived at the headquarters at three o'clock in the afternoon. As soon as he entered the door, he saw He Weiming talking to Yan Fusen and the others. His expression was quite natural. It should not be a very confidential matter.
After seeing Xiao Zeyang come in, He Weiming pushed up his glasses first, then took out his mobile phone and looked at the time: "Quite on time."
Xiao Zeyang smiled and was about to say something when he suddenly saw a band-aid on He Weiming's neck.
¡°Coach, what¡¯s wrong with your neck?¡±
Originally, he just asked out of concern, but the moment after Xiao Zeyang finished asking, he suddenly realized something very fatal.
Damn it! Could it be that Zhao Wenyan chewed this?
"Yesterday, I went to some cat-sucking cafe and had cats scratch me. Please tell me what you are capable of."
However, what Xiao Zeyang didn't expect was that the person who answered his question was Yan Fusen on the side, and He Weiming did not refute on the side.
Cat scratched?
Can I put a band-aid on my cat after scratching it?
¡°Do I need to get vaccinated?¡±
Although Xiao Zeyang was thinking about one question, what he really asked was another question entirely.
"I had a fight in the morning." He Weiming glanced at Xiao Zeyang and his tone was very calm.
"okay¡¡"
Xiao Zeyang was so stunned by He Weiming that he didn't dare to say anything more. He shut his mouth wisely and sat down in his seat.
Jing Fan was not here. Xiao Zeyang actually noticed it from the moment he came in, but he had no idea where he had gone. He originally wanted to send a message to ask him, but then the thought of yesterday's incident made him realize He didn't dare to take the initiative to speak to Jing Fan.
"Jing Fan is not here, you are still with Lu Cong and the others today. I will have to call Qin Dong and Mao Weikun over later." He Weiming stood up and walked behind Xiao Zeyang and said.
"Brother Ai Ming, I wanted to ask you just now, why did Jing Fan go?"
Before Xiao Zeyang could speak, Lu Cong spoke first.
But that¡¯s okay at least Xiao Zeyang seems to be more reserved.
"Going to pick someone up."
He Weiming lowered his head, spoke a little carelessly, and his attitude was extremely conciliatory.Fan Fan's control of time has always been accurate, and he has never convinced anyone of this.
After waiting for another quarter of an hour, Jing Fan saw Jin Qianchi walking from the exit pushing a suitcase with a bag on his back and big sunglasses on his face.
Coincidentally, Jing Fan recognized these sunglasses. Gucci¡¯s black acetate sunglasses were given to Jin Qianchi on his birthday last year.
And I have to say that Jin Qianchi originally came here as a guest commentator and couldn't stay for half a month, but in the end he brought a lot of things with him.
But Jing Fan has long been used to it. When they went abroad for competitions before, Jin Qianchi was the one who carried the most luggage among them.
"Ouch! Did I really expect you to come?"
¡°Obviously, Jin Qianchi didn¡¯t expect that it would be Jing Fan who came to pick him up in the end, and the expression on his face was one of surprise and excitement.
"Wang Su is not here, and He Weiming has to supervise the training, so I am the only one here to pick him up." Jing Fan smiled.
After not seeing each other for more than a month, Jin Qianchi has lost a lot of weight. I heard before that he was working out after returning home, and now it seems that it is really effective.
"Thank you for your hard work," Jin Qianchi took off his sunglasses and pinned them on his chest, "If I had known that the person I was going to see when I got off the plane was you, I would have gone to the bathroom to clean up."
"Then I have to stand here for a while." Jing Fan said.
Jin Qianchi couldn't help laughing, then suddenly stopped and looked at Jing Fan with a smile.
"What's wrong?" Jing Fan was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Jin Qianchi meant.
"I noticed that you have become handsome again, Jing Fan."
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Jin Qianchi tilted his head, and then suddenly stretched out his hand as if to hug Jing Fan.
But he didn¡¯t expect that after he was about to wrap his arms around Jing Fan¡¯s waist, Jing Fan dodged back and avoided Jin Qianchi¡¯s arms.
And precisely because of this, both of them were embarrassed for a few seconds at the same time.
But in comparison, what is more embarrassing is Jin Qianchi.
Although Jing Fan never agreed to his confession, to be honest, it was still allowed by Jing Fan for the two of them to just hug each other after a short reunion.
It is 100% impossible to hide.
Jin Qianchi looked at Jing Fan with some confusion. He clearly agreed to a farewell kiss from Jing Fan when he asked him to go there a month ago. Why is he so resistant now to just a simple hug?
Jing Fan also smiled a little reluctantly.
With this expression and Jin Qianchi¡¯s understanding of Jing Fan, he probably wouldn¡¯t be able to explain to himself the reason for his behavior.
But what if Jin Qianchi is left to guess like a headless fly now?
That Jin Qianchi feels
Jing Fan may already have someone he likes.
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