Just as Song Anzhi came out of the office, Lao Huang pulled him to chat a lot, forcing him to look forward to the future.

He pretended to be used to being a good student in front of the teacher, and he didn't show any impatience. After he got out of the office, his face darkened, and he walked quickly to the classroom.

Except for those who are on duty, they have almost left.

And Jiang has also left.

Song Anzhi carried his bag and went out. Xu Ran had been waiting for him downstairs for a while, and immediately followed him when he came down.

He put his hands on Song Anzhi's shoulders, hesitated to speak, and hesitated for a while before saying: "Well, brother Song, can I go to your house tonight for a night?"

Song Anzhi raised his eyes, glanced at it, and said lightly: "Go if you want, sleep in the grass shed."

Xu Ran can't choose now, it's good if he doesn't sleep on the street, he immediately responded: "Dele, go home with Brother Song tonight."

When he reached the school gate, Song Anzhi began to look around, not knowing who to look for.

Xu Ran noticed that he was absent-minded, and was a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Song Anzhi shook his head, tightened his fingers on the strap of his schoolbag, thinking it was impossible.

Jiang has been pestering him for so long, knowing that he wants to associate with him, there is no reason to leave.

Thinking about it, he lifted his foot firmly and walked towards the cafe.

The cafe is not crowded and very quiet.So that at a glance, the field of vision is very wide.

Song Anzhi scanned for a week, but did not see Jiang Ji.

Xu Ran didn't know what to say: "Who are you looking for? Tell me your name, and I'll look for it for you."

Song Anzhi withdrew his gaze, his brows furrowed slightly, and there was some doubt and bewilderment in his eyes.He looked at the waiters walking back and forth, and subconsciously pulled a waiter.

The waiter was stunned for a moment, and said respectfully, "Sir, what do you need?"

Song Anzhi moved his mouth, and stopped in time when he was about to say something.In the end, he just let go of his hand and shook his head slightly.

Xu Ran had a question mark face all the time, no matter how much he asked, he couldn't find out who Song Anzhi was looking for, and Song Anzhi seemed to have made up his mind not to tell him, so he had no choice but to give up.

Jiang had long forgotten that there was Song Anzhi, and he had guessed that Song Anzhi would be so angry that his nostrils would smoke if he didn't see him when he came out.

He is now sitting in the car going to Jinshuiwan, pulling the wool on the car carpet.

The scenery outside the window reversed quickly. Just as he was about to arrive, Assistant Xiao Yang sent a message asking him when he would arrive.

Jiang Ji got out of the car while reading the news, and was about to go back when he saw Xiao Yang standing at the door looking around.

Although he didn't have a good impression of Xiao Yang, he felt much more relaxed, and immediately raised his hand and shouted.

Xiao Yang turned his head to look over, and then trotted over again.

Jiang Ji held his schoolbag in one hand, smiled, and said politely, "Assistant Yang doesn't come to pick me up. I have a good memory and I can find Uncle Wen's house."

Xiao Yang's standard signature smile, but he didn't learn the essence of Wen Shiqing's. Wen Shiqing's fake smile will make people feel very warm and kind, and it will make people feel that it comes from the heart.And Xiao Yang's smirk was a real smirk, and he just told Jiang Ji: I didn't do it voluntarily.

Jiang Ji: "I understand, it's all oppressed by capitalism."

He can't understand too much, he is also a humble worker.

Assistant Xiao Yang was very moved, as if seeing a bosom friend, the smirk on his face almost ruined his achievements because he found a bosom friend.

Fortunately, he is a professional.

His signature smiling face: "Mr. Jiang, please come inside."

Wen Shiqing is not the only resident here, there are several forks in the district.

Jiang had already walked ahead, he thought for a while, and resolutely set foot on the middle road.

Xiao Yang, who believed Jiang Ji had a good memory just now: "..."

He smiled: "Mr. Jiang, President Wen's residence is here."

Jiang Ji: "...Ah, is it?"

He squeezed out a smile and tried to win respect: "Maybe there are two ways to reach Uncle Wen's house. You may not know this way..."

Xiao Yang was merciless and unselfish: "Mr. Jiang made a mistake. That road leads to the back door, not to Mr. Wen's house."

Jiang Ji: "..."

His face collapsed in a second, and he walked up the bright road pointed by Xiao Yang with his bag in his hands.

He discovered that the people who worked around Wen Shiqing didn't learn the slightest bit of his tolerance.

It's not the first time for Wen Shiqing to come to Wen Shiqing's residence, so he's not unfamiliar with it. The furnishings are still the same, and even the location of the slippers at the door is uniform and exactly the same.

Even so, Jiang Ji was keenly aware that the tablecloth on the dining table had been changed, the slippers he wore last time were gone, and even the bell at the door that he touched out of curiosity had disappeared completely.

If he couldn't react anymore, Jiang already felt that his eyes were for nothing.

He was speechless. Since Wen Shiqing didn't want to see him so much, why did he take him home and just throw him in the hotel?

"Where's Uncle Wen?" He looked around for a week, but the owner of the house was not there.

Xiao Yang poured water for him, found him a change of shoes, bent down and said, "Boss Wen will be back in a while, Mr. Jiang can take care of himself."

Jiang already took a sip of water, hummed, thought of something, rubbed his hands together: "Is Uncle Wen coming back for dinner tonight?"

Xiao Yang shook his head hesitantly: "Mr. Wen has no schedule today, but he has no habit of eating at home."

Jiang already stepped on the slippers, sat on the sofa, and was eager to try: "Do you think you want to ask Uncle Wen if he will come back for dinner tonight?"

Of course, it's best not to come back, so that he doesn't have to eat with that handsome, dangerous face.

But he will cook for himself later, if Wen Shiqing comes back suddenly, it won't be as embarrassing as him.

Xiao Yang was a little hesitant, and finally rejected Jiang Ji's proposal. He felt that Jiang Ji was not a good person, and he actually wanted to throw such a difficult problem to him and let him be the spearhead.

Mr. Wen's private itinerary is beyond his control.

So he smiled and said, "But Mr. Jiang can call Mr. Wen himself to ask Mr. Wen."

Jiang Ji: "..."

As for? As for?If you ask, you will die!!!

Holding the phone, he glanced at Xiao Yang with a nonchalant smile.Finally, under Xiao Yang's gaze, he picked up his cell phone and called Wen Shiqing on the spot.

Xiao Yang: "!" He silently gave Jiang Ji a thumbs up in his heart, as expected of someone Mr. Wen favored.

Wen Shiqing didn't know what he was busy with, and it took him a while to answer the phone. Those few seconds almost set Jiang Ji's heart on fire, while he kept muttering about Wen Shiqing's insincere actions.

After all, he was a guest, so it didn't matter if the guest was there or the host wasn't there.

When Wen Shiqing spoke, all the dissatisfaction in his heart disappeared.

Jiang Ji shook his feet, threw the slippers on the ground, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and asked softly after connecting, "Uncle Wen, when are you coming back?"

There was silence for a moment, and then a man's deep voice sounded: "Wait, I'll be there in a while."

With Duang's slap, Jiang Ji's hope was dashed.His hand that hung up the phone trembled slightly, and rolled on the sofa with a wail.

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