The Ninety Continuation of Their Story

Chapter 49
Ren Zitao gripped Jiang Nan's mobile phone tightly, stared at the phone number displayed on the short message, and then squinted his eyes after staring for more than ten seconds. He worked his brain quickly, and suddenly stood up and walked to the desk, and took his mobile phone over.

Where had he seen this number before, he was sure.

Judging from the tone in the short message, he was sure it wasn't Liu Che, Liu Zi, Fu Junze, etc.

Ren Zitao entered a few digits on his mobile phone, and the phone book immediately displayed: Private call, Liu Heng?
And Liu Heng sent a message to Nannan saying: This is my account, you know it?

Men and women didn't exist at all.

Ren Zitao pursed his lips and lowered his head to look through the SMS box of Jiang Nan's mobile phone, and found the last text message Liu Heng sent before, only two words: goodbye.

Intuition told Ren Zitao that something was wrong.

A normal person, if it means normal to another person, should introduce: who am I, not goodbye.

The second text message will not be sent: this is my number, you know it?

You can guess without mentioning the name, and without mentioning the name, you can believe and be sure that Jiang Nan will know who it is. Are the two of them so understanding?
Moreover, Jiang Nan never told him when he met and got in touch!

At the same time, Liu Heng was also quite confused, so that the opponent waved his hand and told him to pull over.

The driver who drove him today was the manager who managed the KTV chain for him, and he was also a brother who had been with Liu Heng for many years, so he knew something about his boss, so he felt that something was wrong with him today.

Let him stop, don't get out of the car, and don't say what's the matter.

Just leaning on the back seat, holding the phone tightly with eyes closed, it's more like waiting for someone's call than closing your eyes and resting your mind.

Liu Heng closed his eyes and thought: That message he sent was really stupid.

Then he talks to his soul:

Why did you send that message.

Why is it so hard to take a rest, why should I go?

Why did he give it to his brother's good friend, the girl he had pursued before, no, his brother didn't catch up, they were just ordinary friends, Xiao Che would no longer have hope, he couldn't mix his brother into it, he would resent himself like this.

Why, why did she take the initiative to contact a yellow-haired girl who was several years younger than herself.

The driver and manager Lao Hu sitting in front looked at the car mirror and said, "Boss."

"Huh?" Liu Heng opened his eyes.

"Are you in a relationship? Waiting for the other party to agree."

"Nonsense." Feeling that this sentence was not explained clearly, Liu Heng looked at Lao Hu and added: "I and Lao Zuo made that film and television city, this person gave some wonderful ideas, ha ha, some weird things I'm waiting for her to confirm the time to have dinner together."

Liu Heng paused and asked again: "What kind of restaurant do girls usually like to eat at?"

Lao Hu rubbed his chin: Isn't this really a relationship?If not, it is also in pursuit, right?Boss, I almost believed you when you babbled so much just now, about the film and television city and so on.

Lao Hu quickly turned around, and enthusiastically gave an idea: "Go to a French restaurant, it feels a bit like an old castle, elegant, noble and elegant, and makes girls feel valued. Then in that atmosphere, everyone whispers, boss you If you don't like to talk, you won't be so silent, and from time to time you raise your glass again, and drink it until her little face turns pink..."

Liu Heng interrupted: "Okay, how can there be?"

"Don't worry about that, boss, I'll make arrangements for you then, and I'll pick her up again."

"No, I'll pick it up in person." After finishing speaking, Liu Heng looked out the window and then at the phone, and smiled self-deprecatingly: It seemed like the truth, but there was no message from that side.

Five minutes later, he asked again:
"Old Hu, if you forget to tell the other party who you are when you send a message, is it possible for her to treat it as a spam message?"

Before Lao Hu could answer, Liu Heng said with a embarrassed face: "Oh, let me post another one."

Jiang Nan wiped his hair with a towel, came out of the bathroom, and found that something was wrong with Ren Zitao at a glance.

Just about to ask you what's the matter, the text message rang.

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(End of this chapter)