Not far away, a group of children were still arguing in full swing about whose ex-girlfriend looked good.

Some say that their ex-girlfriend looks like Maggie Cheung, some look like Karen Mok, and in the end, some say that they look like Jia Ling and Cai Ming when they were young.

One of them who had never been in a relationship thought that their topic was quite difficult to understand. He raised his hand with a puzzled look on his face and interrupted the disputes, humbly asked for advice: "No, what's the case? No matter how beautiful it is, isn't it still my ex-girlfriend? What can you do if you are still yours in the future?"

“…”

The young men turned their heads indifferently, looked at him in unison, and then rushed forward and pressed the person and beat him up.

Laughing and joy are the happiness of others, and silence on the other side is the bridge of care tonight.

Chen Wang lay on the ground and fell silent from Maggie Cheung in the distance to Cai Ming.

After a while, Chen Wang sat up, supported the playground floor with one hand, his eyes fixed on the screen of the mobile phone, and did not move.

He drew up the screen, looked at the previous conversation, and combined it with the context, and came to a conclusion: he had made a typo.

So she was talking about cash.

Chen Wang laughed, lowered his eyes, lazily opened the dialog box, raised his eyebrows, and typed slowly-

Meng Yingning was very desperate at this moment.

She has been going well for more than 20 years and has never encountered any major ups and downs. She originally thought that the only disaster in her life was when she was seven years old.

At that time, I never expected that there would be a disaster waiting for her ten years later.

It’s really since I met him last weekend that every strand of her hair from head to toe has been filled with embarrassment and unlucky.

In the empty editorial office, Meng Yingning looked at the line of words he had typed and fell into deep panic.

Can you give me some energy?

Can it be?

The most terrifying thing is that the text message cannot be withdrawn.

This thing will be left forever, immortal forever and a hundred years.

Meng Yingning quickly threw her phone aside as if she was scalded. She pounced on the table, pulled a folder and covered her head, pierced her head, and let out a long, low sob.

The entire face, which was blocked by the folders, was completely red.

No matter how shameful she was, she couldn't just leave the text messages alone. She raised her hand to grab the folder, slowly picked up her phone again, racking her brains to think about how to recover this desperate situation.

No matter how I think about it, I can only honestly say that I made a mistake.

Meng Yingning bit her lip. This time she learned her lesson and did not type the pinyin abbreviation. She carefully typed one letter at a time: I just typed it wrong-

Halfway through the phone, the phone suddenly buzzed twice again, and Meng Yingning shivered and almost sent it again.

She quickly stopped and looked up, and Chen Wang replied with four words.

——That needs to be added

“…”

Who is this?

Through the screen, Meng Yingning could feel Chen Wang's inappropriateness when he made this sentence.

This person is indeed a dog who can't change his shit.

No matter how many years have passed, it is still the same virtue.

Meng Yingning doesn't want to reply to him anymore-

On a happy Friday morning, the editorial department was still in a mess, and there was no peace and peace on the last day of the weekdays.

Meng Yingning arrived early in the morning. She went to the tea room with a look of depressed look and made a cup of black coffee. She then pulled a bag of snacks from the refrigerator. She returned to her seat and found the sandwich she bought at 711 next to the subway station in the morning. She tore open the packaging bag and started gnawing.

Halfway through the chewing, I remembered it, put down my breakfast and got up, and put the photos and information interviews I made last night on the conference room table, and floated back like sleepwalking.

Bai Jian, who was sitting next to her, glanced at her, took a coffee cup and looked at her dark circles carefully: "Did you go to sing and dancing last night?"

Meng Yingning took a bite of the sandwich and said in a vague voice: "I haven't had a good sleep."

"You're tired. You've been here for a short time, so you'll get used to it." Bai Jian understood very well and patted her on the shoulder. "There's always two weeks a month. After the release date, you can live a leisurely life of eating and waiting for death."

Meng Yingning was eating a sandwich and was embarrassed to say that she didn't sleep well because she had a nightmare all night, and all she dreamed of was messy things.

The little girl held the breakfast in her hands and gnawed silently, looking like a little hamster, quiet and obedient.

Bai Jian couldn't help but touch her head: "Our company is pretty good. Now the print media is so depressed. In our industry, the layoffs of "ve" have almost cut off half a floor. The two sub-issues were cut directly with "click". In comparison, we!" Bai Jian said moved, "How happy we are. I didn't expect that one day I would actually have a goal to strive for - overtime is such a down-to-earth thing. I really love work and work is really good. Do you think that's Xiao Meng?"

Meng Yingning paused, put down the sandwich, and cooperated with her very well-informed fart: "It was the first time I discovered that it was such a happy thing to be able to work overtime until I was bald. I can now understand Minister Jiang. It is worth bald for "singo".

Minister Jiang from the Marketing Department, this year, his hairline is almost at the top of his head, and it seems that he is approaching the back of his head.

“…”

Bai Jian turned his head, the full emotions in his eyes came to an abrupt end, and hesitated: "That's not possible. Does the man usually care about his hairline when looking for a partner?"

Meng Yingning's eyes bent, his voice was sweet and cheerful: "You find a programmer, they dare not care about their hairline."

Bai Jian felt that this was the case, nodded and asked again: "Have you pushed Lu Yuyan that matter?"

"not yet."

"At that time, it's time to apologize, pretend to be grandson, and say dessert," Bai Jian looked around and said in a low voice, "Do you know why several former editors-in-chief didn't want to choose her? People have backgrounds, their mother's family is doing business, and their uncle is a leader in the army, and they are very good at being a high-ranking official."

Meng Yingning blinked and said "Oh".

The two of them finished their busy morning pussy, and the swivel chair slipped and went to do their own thing.

Meng Yingning only had Lu Yuyan's cover left, mainly because the cover that had been negotiated was pushed back. Meng Yingning felt that this matter was not authentic.

After a week of struggle, I finally felt that it was better to take a trip.

The appointment was in the afternoon. Lu Yuyan was filming in a film and television city in the suburbs. She took a bus for two hours. After the meeting was over in the morning, Meng Yingning rushed there without even having time to eat.

I went through the whole thing in my mind in the car and waited for a while to say what to say.

Meng Yingning has never been very good at rejecting others. In junior high school, Chunxin was so confused that she was a ignorant age. The girl's skin was white and tender and delicate, and her facial features were beautiful. When she looked at people, her eyes were bent, and her dimples were deep, sweet and well-behaved, which made the little boys of the same age stunned.

The next day, he secretly stuffed chocolate into her desk.

At that time, many people liked her, but few people actually dared to confess. Everyone thought that early love was a very shameful thing, and that the classmates would be ridiculed when they found out.

You may be asked to be looked for by your parents, and what you will face may be a beating.

However, the real warrior dares to face the ridicule of his classmates and loves beauty without hesitation.

One day after school, Meng Yingning was blocked by a young boy from a junior high school in the grove aisle at the school gate. The boy probably looked like a well-known figure in their grade. His school uniform was tied to his waist, and he looked at her with awesomeness. His face was full of me as the leader. I was the one who was the one who was the one who was the most arrogant: "Meng Yingning, do you like me?"

Meng Yingning has lived under the shadow of Chen Wang's rule for so many years, and is much more courageous than a few years ago. Now he looks at him like he is looking at a cat with only three cats.

The level of pretending is true, and the level of cruelty is not the same level as Chen Wang.

The little girl said frankly: "I don't like it."

The leader seemed to have no idea, and his tone was domineering: "I like you, are you going to have a partner with me?"

As soon as someone expressed his feelings, Meng Yingning was stunned. He opened his mouth and wanted to refuse, but he didn't know how to speak, so he felt a little embarrassed.

She lowered her head and thought for a few seconds, and made up her mind to look up again, and the leader soared in front of her.

The boy wearing a high school uniform grabbed his collar and picked up the person up. He took two steps back and distanced himself from Meng Yingning.

The leader screamed and kicked his legs: "Who am I fucking, don't pull me! Let go! Let go! Who the hell are you?"

Chen Wang turned around and laughed while walking, with cold eyes and no emotion: "I am the fuck you, I'm still a partner? Who do you want to be with? Come on, I'll be with you."

Meng Yingning watched him walk further and further away with the handle with a cold face, and finally disappeared at the end of the woods.

Lu Zhizhou came over and patted her head: "Are you scared?"

Meng Yingning turned his head and happily complained to him: "Chen Wang scolded me!"

"He is still in love early! He wants to get along with someone!"

"He is a partner with a boy! Will Uncle Chen scold him when he goes back like this?" the little girl raised her head and asked happily and expectantly, "Will she beat him up?"

Lu Zhizhou: "…"

...

At that time, Meng Yingning and Chen Wang had a very bad relationship. Now, thinking about it, they are so childish that they are too young to see.

It was already afternoon when I arrived at the film and television city. There was no work sign inside and I was not allowed to enter. Meng Yingning stood at the door for a while, walked to the shade of the tree next to me, raised his hand to wipe the sweat beads from the tip of his nose, took out his cell phone to call Lu Yuyan's agent.

In midsummer in June, the sun at 2 pm made the asphalt road surface burn and almost melted, and it was a shiny piece. It felt sticky when you stepped on it. When you lift it again, the soles of the shoes separated from the road surface, and a gentle sound was heard.

Meng Yingning held up his phone to his ear, lowered his head, and stepped back and forth as he fell down the shade of the trees and played with the fallen leaves.

No one answered the other end for a long time. She lowered her hands and looked at the screen of her phone, thinking about calling another one.

As soon as I looked up, I saw a car parked on the other side of the gate of the Film and Television City.

The black suv has a familiar license plate number and the numbers are very easy to remember.

Chen Wang's car.

Meng Yingning has a good memory. She glanced at the license plate number before getting on the bus that night at the bar. She still had an impression in her mind, but she didn't expect to see it here.

Meng Yingning hesitated whether to go there, and he returned the money directly.

Just after taking two steps, someone came out of the gate of the film and television city.

Lu Yuyan wore a white skirt, her long wavy hair was dripping, and the hot wind rolled over. The long hair and the hem of the skirt were raised in a shallow curve, looking very fairy.

She stood at the door and looked around, then her eyes lit up, Zhan Yan smiled, and ran towards the black suv.

He ran to the main driver's window, smiled so hard that he leaned over like a beautiful flower and said a few words, then walked around the front of the car and ran to the passenger seat, opened the door and sat in.

When she went up and closed the car door, the black SUV skillfully turned around, slowly approached, and then rushed past Meng Yingning.
Chapter completed!