taste peaches

Chapter 37
As evening approached, the rain poured down like pours.

The wind tore the corners of the pedestrian's clothes and blew over the pedestrian's umbrella.

Chen Jingpei's car was parked in the parking lot at the front gate of the newspaper office, waiting patiently for Xuan Zhi to get off work.

Xuan Zhi sat in front of his desk, and after drafting the main title of the press release he had written, he helped Shen Ni revise the draft, and taught him how to distinguish between the subject, verb and object, and let him remember the major elements of the press release.

Shen Ni seemed to be very diligent and studious, and he didn't show the slightest bit of impatience throughout the whole process.

Perhaps this is the power of love. Although this love is one-sided, he also enjoys it.

"Wa Zhi, what brand of shampoo do you use?" As she got closer, the faint sweet fragrance from Xuan Zhi's hair lingered in her nose, Shen Ni asked uncontrollably while his heart was moving.

Xuan Zhi was startled, raised his eyelids, and looked at him coldly, "What did you call me just now?"

"Wa Zhi." The corners of Shen Ni's mouth curled up slightly, not feeling that there was anything wrong, "I heard that a grandmother in your recording pen called you Wa Zhi?"

"She's calling her Wazi, not Wazhi." Xuan Zhi bit the accent, "You're not allowed to call me that."

Shen Ni smiled frivolously, "But I think Wazhi is very cute. Otherwise, call you Zhiwa?"

Xuan Zhi didn't speak, and directly threw the half-revised manuscript back to him.

Shen Ni immediately surrendered politely: "All right, all right, I was wrong, Teacher Xuan Zhi, please help me to revise it quickly, otherwise my sister will scold me bloody again when I go home at night."

Seeing that he had a good attitude of admitting his mistakes, Xuan Zhi reluctantly helped him revise.

Shen Ni didn't dare to say anything more, but when he was about to clock in and leave work, he realized that Xuan Zhi didn't seem to have answered what brand of shampoo he used.

However, even if she asked him a hundred times, she probably wouldn't tell him.

Dispelling this thought, Shen Ni hit Xuan Zhi's sprained ankle, "Does your foot still hurt? Do you need me to drive you home later?"

"No, I'll take the subway back later." Xuan Zhi tidied up the manuscripts on the desktop with an indifferent expression, and locked them in a drawer.

Shen Ni: "It's a long way from here to the subway station. It's raining so much, let me be your driver. Or you can take my car and go to work tomorrow, and I'll pick you up."

"It's really not necessary."

Just as Xuan Zhi finished speaking, a female reporter in charge of financial news suddenly came in with a red-faced umbrella, holding an umbrella whose ribs had been broken off by the wind, and happily said to the female colleague next to her desk: : "Sister Xiaoxiao, do you know who I just saw?"

"Who did you see?" Xiaoxiao edited the news video and uploaded it to the Feicheng Daily app independently developed by the newspaper, and asked in a neutral tone.

The female financial reporter couldn't hide her joy: "I saw the car of the CEO of Chengjing Group. It's parked downstairs in our group. The world's limited edition top sports car Bugatti Veyron! It's so cool and handsome!"

Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at her, "Did you see the president of Chengjing Group, or the car of the president of Chengjing Group?"

The female financial reporter smiled brightly: "It's raining too much, and I can't really see it. But I'm sure, he must be sitting in the car. I have to clock out of get off work and meet him by chance."

Xiaoxiao poured cold water on her unceremoniously, "You must be delusional. How many times we wanted to invite him for an exclusive interview, but he refused to accept the interview. How could he come here? Hurry up and put away your nympho Daydream."

"It's true. If you don't believe me, come and watch with me." The female financial reporter said firmly.

Xiaoxiao: "I have to work overtime tonight, and you have to stay and help."

"Ah? The typhoon is coming, and I have to work overtime." The female financial reporter froze.

Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and motioned her to look at Xuan Zhi, "We're not bad, look at the colleagues who write social news, if a typhoon lands in the middle of the night, if they receive a big news notification, they may have to stay out of bed all night. Get up and run to the front line."

Hearing this, the female financial reporter instantly regained her mental balance.

As for Xuan Zhi, who had completed today's workload and had to clock in and leave work on time, but after hearing the conversation between the two of them overheard, she was in a state of suspense and was not in a hurry to get off work.

It wasn't until the colleagues from the newspaper office had all left one after another, leaving only the editors on the evening shift in the editorial department working hard on editing the edition, and besides Shen Ni who had been sternly refusing to leave, that Xuan Zhi looked at the time, and it was already It's nine o'clock at night.

She thought to herself, if Chen Jingpei really came to the newspaper office to wait for her to get off work, it would be impossible for him to have the patience to wait from evening to this late now, and he should leave.

Taking chances, Xuan Zhi finally clocked in and left work.

Shen Ni heard the movement, and woke up from sleeping on the workstation. Seeing Xuan Zhi was gone, he immediately grabbed a big umbrella and chased him out.

Xuan Zhi's walking posture is still limping.

After exiting the revolving door in the lobby, the wind and rain were raging head-on. She quickly lowered the umbrella to prevent the umbrella ribs from being broken and blown over by the wind.

Shen Ni followed her closely and said, "It's raining too much, I'd better take you home."

The lights in the parking lot were dim and weak, and through the huge rain curtain, Xuan Zhi looked over from this side, and couldn't see who's car was parked there at all.

She only heard Shen Ni talking to her behind her, she subconsciously turned her head to look at him, and politely refused: "We are not on the way, so stop running around and go home quickly. The wind is getting stronger and stronger, Be careful driving on your own road."

"Mr. Xuan Zhi, don't be so stubborn, okay, I won't eat you." Shen Ni covered his big umbrella and her small umbrella with her people, and said, "Stand here and wait carefully." Me, I'm going to drive here."

The two stand facing each other, with the big umbrella covering the small umbrella, a very romantic picture.

Especially from the perspective of someone in the sports car, the posture of the two of them seemed to be kissing secretly under an umbrella. Chen Jingpei's eyes turned green with anger, he slammed the accelerator hard, and directly hit him with arrogance. Layers upon layers of hindrances from opening the rain curtain rushed to the two of them furiously.

The strong car lights shone, Xuan Zhi raised her eyes to look at the light source, and suddenly saw that familiar top-notch porcelain white Bugatti, with an astonishing aura of splitting the stars and cutting the moon, stopped in front of her impartially.

The water splashed by the wheels wet her shoes.

Shen Ni's shoes and trouser legs were also stained with rain, and he cursed angrily: "You are blind, you are so close, do you want to touch porcelain!"

Saying that, she wanted to pull Xuan Zhi to the parking lot.

But at this moment, the white Bugatti lowered half of the car window, and a cold voice, wrapped in the icy coldness of the night rain, came from the driver's seat, "Get in the car."

Shen Ni was stunned, and saw that the man in the car turned out to be the richest man in Feicheng—Chen, Jing, and Pei!

But wait.

Who is he talking to? ?
(End of this chapter)