Chapter 113: Moving Back Home
When Kong Nanzhu woke up the next day, Qin Qi had already gone to work at the company.
Kong Nanzhu suspected that there was a generator hidden in Qin Qi's body. Even though there was a huge difference in physical strength between men and women, Qin Qi's high energy was too outrageous.
There were four unread messages on her phone, one was from Xiaoya reminding her of a meeting in the afternoon, one was the restaurant address sent by Bai Yuxi, and the remaining two were from Qin Qi.
Buns with soy milk on the table
Good morning
Kong Nanzhu smiled sweetly. This time, her way of falling in love seemed much more normal.
When Kong Nanzhu came out of the shower, the buns and soy milk were already cold. She could tell at a glance that they were bought from the store across the community. She simply heated them up in the microwave and took a picture of the empty cup of soy milk for Qin Qi after he finished drinking it.
Qin Qi replied immediately: I am in a meeting.
Kong Nanzhu replied with a "come on" emoji. After cleaning up the dishes, she drove to the studio. Along the way, the car radio was playing a medley of Wang Xinling's sweet songs, and Kong Nanzhu sang along .
When your mood is good, the world is bright.
Because she was supposed to do a live broadcast last night, Kong Nanzhu stood up her fans without asking for leave, so she had to work overtime tonight. When she returned to the studio, Xiaoya was waiting for her at her workstation with a sad face. As soon as Kong Nanzhu walked in, Xiaoya immediately jumped in front of her.
"Sister Nanzhu, the magazine in which you recorded the "Freelancer" interview last time has been published, but... there is no page for you..."
Kong Nanzhu's heart sank. "Have you confirmed the reason with the magazine?"
"The magazine explained that they could only choose one freelancer of the same type, and they chose Du Ying, saying that her interview was more in-depth."
Kong Nanzhu had this premonition when he saw Du Ying appear in the magazine.
Kong Nanzhu also had a hunch that Du Ying must have used some other tricks in secret. She remembered clearly that on the day when Qin Qi and Song Linyuan had a fight, Du Ying appeared with Song Linyuan.
Thinking about it this way, in the magazine's lounge at that time, Du Ying had been testing my attitude towards Song Linyuan in both overt and covert ways. It turned out that she regarded me as a love rival.
Although she didn't know what means Du Ying used, Kong Nanzhu still expressed her deep disapproval of the magazine's behavior of acting first and reporting later. She was not an unreasonable person. For things like this, the magazine should at least explain the situation in advance, instead of waiting until the magazine was published for her to discover it herself.
Xiaoya said angrily, "I read Du Ying's interview, and I really can't see how deep it is. She has only been a broadcaster for less than half a year. In terms of experience and qualifications, she can't be compared with you at all. What's more, she is a contracted broadcaster, and strictly speaking, she doesn't meet the definition of a 'freelancer'. What a crappy magazine, they really don't take me seriously!"
That was indeed the case, but now Kong Nanzhu had no choice but to blacklist the magazine. She had more and better resources to choose from. She accepted the magazine's invitation because she was very interested in their special topic in this issue. She also talked about many of her own experiences and feelings and made careful preparations.
There is no need to waste time arguing with the other party right now.
Depreciation.
"Don't take it personally. This matter ends here. I will not accept any invitations from small magazines of this size in the future."
After saying that, Kong Nanzhu fiddled with the doll ornaments on the table with a calm expression, and unconsciously hummed the tune from the car radio.
Xiaoya looked at her in confusion, "Sister Nanzhu, aren't you angry? Why do you seem to be in a good mood?"
"Um?"
"You didn't go on a date last night, did you?"
"Why do you ask?"
Xiaoya was excited: "It's obvious! You look so rosy and your complexion is much better than a few days ago. When you came in just now, I thought you were wearing makeup, but when I looked closely, you were obviously without makeup."
Kong Nanzhu felt a little guilty, so he just gave Xiaoya some instructions to do, then sat down and took out a small mirror to examine himself carefully.
Is it that obvious?
It was time for lunch at noon and Qin Qi called.
"You left?"
Qin Qi deliberately finished his work early and returned home half an hour earlier, but when he opened the door, the house was empty.
The expected scene of someone waiting for him at home did not occur.
Kong Nanzhu was unable to react for a moment, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Where am I going? I'm in the studio, I have to go to work too."
Although her working hours are flexible, many things are more convenient to solve by discussing them together with the studio and team members.
Qin Qi's tone was a little disappointed. "I thought you didn't leave this morning, so I wanted to have lunch with you."
Qin Qi realized belatedly that Kong Nanzhu had merely followed him home last night, which did not mean that she planned to move back home. He did not even know her daily routine, when she went to the studio and when she rested. He had forgotten to ask all these things.
He just focused on being a good person and didn't do any real work.
Kong Nanzhu glanced at his watch. The meeting with the brand was at 3pm, so everyone had plenty of time for the meeting. "Then I'll drive to you now. What do you want to eat?"
"As long as I eat anything with you."
Kong Nanzhu usually orders takeout with everyone in the studio, and occasionally invites people to eat out together. Xiaoya knocks on the door and asks her if she wants to order Malatang takeout together. Kong Nanzhu smiles and picks up the bag, "No, I have a date."
Xiaoya's eyes lit up: "Sure enough, there is something going on! Who is who, is it your ex-husband's brother?"
I have to say that Xiaoya has some potential to be a paparazzi.
Kong Nanzhu smiled undeniably.
Half an hour later, Kong Nanzhu and Qin Qi were sitting in an ordinary fast food restaurant. Like ordinary office workers, they each had a work lunch box and sat face to face in the corner of the restaurant.
What you eat is not important, what is important is who you eat with.
Qin Qi was dressed in the standard work attire of an ordinary employee. In this environment, he was not afraid of being recognized, because no one could expect that a star like him would eat in such an inconspicuous fast food restaurant after a period of silence and retreat.
Apart from the brand armband on the collar, the white short-sleeved shirt he wore was almost indistinguishable , but supported by his broad frame, he exuded an elegant tone from the inside out.
Qin Qi knew that Kong Nanzhu was going to meet Bai Yuxi in the evening. This person also left a certain shadow in Qin Qi's heart. No matter how much Qin Qi didn't want Kong Nanzhu to meet him, he didn't want to give Kong Nanzhu the feeling that he had made no progress.
So he pretended to ask casually, "Where are you going to eat tonight?"
Kong Nanzhu showed him the address Bai Yuxi sent.
Qin Qi knew the environment of a very private Japanese restaurant. All the rooms were enclosed tatami rooms. When he thought that Kong Nanzhu and Bai Yuxi would have to stay in the same room alone to have a whole meal at night, Qin Qi felt sour in his heart again.
Kong Nanzhu saw that his eating movements had obviously slowed down, and he could see through what he was thinking. Seeing his frustrated look of daring to think but not to speak, he actually found it a little cute. "Don't worry, I won't drink. If you have time, you can pick me up after we finish."
"Okay. " Qin Qi agreed without thinking, "What time?"
"That's hard to say. I'll contact you half an hour in advance."
Qin Qi put the chicken leg from his plate into Kong Nanzhu's bowl and asked, "Where are you going to stay that night?"
Kong Nanzhu looked up at him, too embarrassed to say, "Would you like to take me back to my apartment?"
"No."
"That's it."
Qin Qi felt restless, "Move back here."
Kong Nanzhu returned the favor by putting a piece of the braised meat from her bowl into Qin Qi's rice plate. "Wait a few days. I have too much stuff to clean up."
Qin Qi didn't believe it. He knew she was still hesitant. He was anxious but didn't dare to show it too much.
When she left, it was overnight, and she and her luggage were all out the door in a very neat manner.
