Falling back to gl

Chapter 69

The verbal agreement was reached without hesitation, butler Zhao kept his word, agreed not to disclose the news, and when he reported to the boss, he really kept his mouth shut, which was extremely reliable.

However, that was limited to the part of the promise, and for the rest, Nanjia would be notified in detail, including how long Ji Cen'an stayed in Beiyuan for the first half of the day and what he did.

In his spare time, Ji Cen'an spends all his energy on the computer, either typing codes or browsing the webpage, pondering and studying, sometimes tinkering with data and hardware, sometimes turning on the phone and using it, extremely serious.

As a non-professional, Zhao Qihong doesn't know anything about code, and only knows about daily computer operation skills. He certainly doesn't know what Ji Cen'an is going to do by visual inspection, but he can see that it should be more important than simple, so he doesn't care about it. 21. In short, report them all.

Nanjia didn't pay much attention to this, he had seen it before, and let Ji Cen'an do those things without even asking.

Someone was playing with this before he went to City C, and he never stopped, concentrating on one thing all day long.Nanjia didn't interfere at all, and after tossing twice, he let go more thoroughly. Even though he knew that Ji Cen'an might be planning a conspiracy privately, as long as this person can maintain the superficial calm and don't disturb the cooperation plan, he won't do much. Sample.

Zhao Qihong ran between the two ends, found out the boss's bottom line, and probably had a good idea in his mind.

The scope of their conflicts has always been limited, and both parties have steelyards in their hearts. One end is personal emotional entanglement, and the other end is the bondage of interests.

The usefulness of the latter is sure, and it can overwhelm the former without any suspense.

Mostly out of anger, Nanjia didn't want to talk to Zhao Qihong, nor did he plan to pay attention to someone, so he said: "If you can make up your mind, you can solve it yourself. Next time, try to focus on it."

Hearing that he was unhappy, Zhao Qihong quickly corrected his position and replied quickly: "I will pay attention."

Nanjia flipped through the documents with little interest, as if he was more bored with those that were missing.But after a while, when she finished signing and looked at the brand new pen in her hand, she suddenly thought for two seconds and asked casually, "Did she find Shao Yubai?"

Zhao Qihong raised his head and explained: "No, I just want to check. It's not that Mr. Huang is related to Mr. Shao, so I checked it along with it."

Then retell Ji Cen'an's original words and list the cause and effect.

Ji Cen'an really didn't care much about Shao Yubai, and the focus of the investigation was not on his old friend, but he cared more about Huang Yannian's swaying stick, focusing on taking care of Huang Yannian.

At any rate, Ji Cen'an, who used to be a family friend, knew the situation of the Shao family clearly. She didn't need help from outsiders to find out. She knew more than what could be found here.

Nanjia's attitude is reluctant, not as rigid as yesterday.

Zhao Qihong continued to work hard, asking how to deal with it afterward, and whether he should tell Ji Cen'an all the information.

Nanjia said: "You can figure it out."

Zhao Qihong nodded.

The temperature turned cooler, dark clouds enveloped the entire sky, and it began to rain continuously in the evening.

It was too late to wait for the sky to clear, so the beverage shop had to close early, and closed as soon as it got dark.The summer vacation is relatively relaxed, even in special weather. Not only do you get off work early here, but so do many shops on and off campus.Water and electricity bills are also considered costs. If there are no guests, it is better to close the door, at least it can save a little money.

Ji Cen'an didn't stay outside, so he put his bag on his back when he left, put the salary he got in his trouser pocket, and went to the school gate to wait for the bus.

During the day, the back door of Z University has students and staff coming in and out one after another. It is too high-profile to wait for the bus to pick up and drop off, so it is suitable for going back alone.

The rain continued to fall, and it was inevitable to be drenched while walking, and it was impossible to avoid it while waiting for the bus to transfer.

When he hurried through the door, Ji Cen'an was drenched all over, his loose T-shirt stuck to his skin, his hair was dripping, not a single place on his body was dry, even the inside of his flat shoes was not spared.

The power of the light rain was not small, and Ji Cen'an was quite embarrassed when it rained all the way, especially when he went up to the second floor and opened the door, every step he took was a wet mark.

Nanga at the desk was neatly dressed, elegant and neat from head to toe, and his situation was quite different.

Habitually closing the door behind his back, Ji Cen'an threw the bag aside, glanced at the other party, quickly took off his shoes, and changed to dry clothes.

He didn't hide his coyness, he didn't go into the bathroom to hide and tidy up, he just took off his clothes beside the bed, and piled up the dirty clothes on the floor, forgetting that there were other people on the second floor.

And it seemed that he was deliberately antiphonating, Ji Cen'an moved very slowly, after taking it off, he walked a short distance into the changing room to find clothes, dawdled slowly, and when he found it, he came out with the clothes in his arms, put all the things on the bed, and put them one by one. Cover up.

At this time, there is no privacy at all on the second floor of the integrated structure. Although there is a long distance between the big bed and the table, there is not much shelter in between.

The low counters and green plants can't block the situation here. Looking from the table, some scenes are clearly visible, and you can see it with just one eyelid.

Halfway through the change, Ji Cen'an went into the bathroom, wrapped his wet hair with a dry towel, then picked up the trousers that were lying beside the bed, and bent over to put them on.

The sound is a bit loud and ostentatious.

Nanjia, who had just come off the online meeting, stood still in place, with her eyes downcast, her face untouched, her elbows still resting on the edge of the table, and she maintained this posture throughout the whole process.

From the corner of the corner of the eye, he glanced inadvertently, and someone's naked back appeared in sight. Ji Cen'an was not picky enough, and he didn't pull up his trousers well, and it took a long time to pull the zipper.

The scene on the opposite side is very unique. The curtain is only half drawn, which happens to cover this side of the bed. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows on the other side, the smoky and rainy backyard is filled with mist, and the scenery in the distance is dissipated in dense dots. It was gray and dark, as if covered with a veil.

Ji Cen'an's back was stained with water, and a few strands of hair stuck to her thin back shoulders. Her waist was only narrow, and her curves were distinct and sexy. From the thin swan neck to her buttocks, every part was Like a knife and an axe.

A window was open, and a gloomy wind came in, chilly.

The curtain was rolled up and fluttered with it.

Ji Cen'an turned around at this time, no longer facing the outside, and turned his back on his own.

There was still a shirt missing, and the trousers were baggy and stuck below the waist, making the lower abdomen look flatter and tighter.Ji Cen'an has a vest line, but it is not obvious, and it can only be seen when the abdomen is tightened.It may be that she has lost some weight, but the curvature of her chest is quite full. Compared with the previous days, her collarbone is more prominent. Her two arms are slender but powerful, without a trace of fat.

It's only been a short period of time, but his body shape still has some changes. He is tall and has long legs, and his wet hair is loose at the moment, which makes him look very interesting.

It's a style that I don't usually have, a completely opposite charm.

While grabbing her blouse, Ji Cen'an bent sideways, her wet hair fell on both sides of her face, outlining a beautiful outline.

The screen of the computer had already turned black. Nanjia was half a second late, and it was too late to look back, so he finished reading it at a glance.

It's not that I haven't seen it before, it's actually not surprising, but at the same moment, Ji Cen'an also turned his head to look over, and caught the strangeness here.

Ji Cen'an lowered his head, but he didn't try to avoid it, his attention was still on here.

Feeling calm, Nanjia looked away.

Grabbing a towel to wipe his hair, Ji Cen'an stood up straight, peeping generously, looking there with few words, and never had the slightest intention of avoiding it from the beginning to the end.

It seemed to ignore the presence of another person, but it didn't look like it.

Nanjia didn't interfere with this person, no matter what he did, whether he was naked or fully dressed, he didn't show any surprise or other expressions, as if he was familiar with it.

After changing clothes, Ji Cen'an went out again and went downstairs.

Originally, the outfit was left on the ground, and there was no plan to pick it up and wash it by hand.

Nanjia glanced around, watching the other party go downstairs, his face froze, and it took a long time to calm down.

Didn't bother, whatever that person finds trouble with.

The things on the ground were finally cleaned up by the helper, who came to clean up within two to three minutes, and was called by Ji Cen'an.

The helper entered the door and shouted at Nanjia: "Mr. Nan."

Then he waited for the boss's order and Nanjia's arrangement.

Nanjia tolerated it, looked at the water-stained floor, and said, "Just do what you have to do, and see that I am useless."

The helper responded in a hurry: "Clean it up right away, let's go."

The second floor was quickly cleaned, and the cloakroom was completely new inside and out.

Nanjia went down, without asking why the other party came back so early, but only asked Zhao Qihong twice to clean the first floor again.

Ji Cen'an tilted his head and didn't say a word, but walked up to Nanjia and shook his head intentionally, blocking the way.

Nanjia walked around and poured water to drink from the other side.

Seeing Ji Cen'an here, Zhao Qihong, who was next to him, consciously gave up the space to give them a space to be alone, so he waved when Nanjia turned away, and directed the others to work, don't get in the way here, and go in Go around the kitchen.

Ji Cen'an followed Nanjia's pace, wherever he went, raised his hand first, took a cup and handed it up, and did it for him.

Nanjia didn't accept it, and she didn't accept the favor, so she had to do it herself.

Ji Cen'an blocked in front of the water dispenser with a big thorn lying there, preventing Nanjia from doing it by himself.

When she was clear air, Nanga continued to circle around, turning to the other side.

But Ji Cen'an still stopped him and said in a low voice, "I'll do it."

Nanga refused: "Don't get in the way."

Ji Cen'an said: "There is no blocking."

Nanjia: "Then get out of the way."

Ji Cen'an refused to listen, and insisted on helping to fetch a glass of water, and said while doing it: "Sun Mingtian called me today."

Nanjia was not surprised and already knew.

"We talked for half an hour, mainly about the situation on their side." Ji Cen'an said, "Xi Sheng has settled, Pei Shaoyang and the others lost, and Sun Mingtian is very satisfied."

Nanga also took down a cup.

Ji Cen'an asked, "What do you think?"

Resisting this man's hand, resolutely not accepting her half-heartedness, Nanjia said: "No."

"No or don't you want to talk?"

"..."

Forcefully snatching the empty glass from her hand, Ji Cen'an insisted on giving her the one he took: "Hold on tight, drink this."

Nanjia was reluctant, frowned, and would rather not drink, and walked sideways.

Ji Cen'an grabbed her tightly and refused to let her go away.

Nanjia said solemnly: "What do you want?"

Ji Cen'an asked bluntly: "It's been a day, and the anger is still there?"

Nanjia struggled twice: "Let go."

Ji Cen'an: "It's because I talk too much, it's a bit too much."

The brows were tightened even more, Nanga's lips were straightened, and she didn't like to hear this.

Changing from his previous stabbing stance, Ji Cen'an was half seeking peace and half discussing and preaching: "What happened yesterday doesn't count, let's talk again."