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Chapter 172 I’m still your husband

Listening to her serious nonsense, Jiang Fan smiled and shook his head.

He recalled it for a few seconds, and after confirming that he didn't have any special information, he said: "I don't know much about what happened back then. If you really want to hear the story, you might as well ask my dad or Uncle Cen."

"Asking Zhou Heng directly is also a good choice. Of course, he may not know more than me. If I remember correctly, he is one year younger than me."

Cen Jia sighed: "I just thought that the three of them couldn't ask, so I asked you."

Jiang Fan was slightly surprised: "Why?"

These are not unspeakable secrets. What can’t be asked?
"I don't know." Cen Jia shook his head, "Just... the intuition of a fairy?"

Jiang Fan was speechless for a second, but did not comment on this.

Young girls always have their own entanglements and little secrets, which are always insignificant things that have no impact on reality.It’s not beautiful if you look into it deeply.

Cen Jia didn't ask any more questions.

She felt that she was just worried about the fact that she was about to be laid to rest, so she paid attention to it.If you don't do something extra every day, you will be worried.

In short...it's leisurely.

However, everything in Dongyao has been stable recently, and there are no major projects to be launched.There are no objective conditions for getting busy.

The two of them chatted about other things while eating.

Although Jiang Fan didn't know much about the Zhou family's affairs back then, he told Cen Jia a lot about the recent gossip.

It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon when we came out of the restaurant.

Jiang Fan returned to the company.Cen Jia wanted to wander around for a while, but she didn't know where to go.

When she got into the car, she realized that Zhou Heng had sent a message before.

Seeing the sentence "I might have to work overtime and go home late" on the screen, Cen Jia curled her lips and said "bah".Then he threw the phone on the shelf, started the car and went to find the plastic sisters.

Dog man, come back whenever you like.Tell her what to do?
It was as if she had to coordinate her schedule with his schedule.

However, the two arrived home together in the evening with tacit understanding.

When Cen Jia got out of the sports car, Zhou Heng opened the door and got out of the car.

The two parking spaces are not next to each other, but they are not far apart.

The moment their eyes met, Cen Jia rolled her eyes at the doggy man.Then he glanced away again, pretending not to see him.

Zhou Heng has long been accustomed to her childish and awkward behavior.He raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch. It was already 01:30 in the morning.As he walked towards her, he whispered: "If you keep staying up late like this, your appearance will be greatly reduced on the wedding day."

Hearing this, Cen Jia's eyelids bulged.

She turned her head and gave him another stern look: "There are so many things to think about. You should deal with my dad first and then talk about it!"

After saying that, he walked towards the elevator with steps that he didn't recognize.

You don't need to ask to know that Zhou Heng didn't talk clearly about the betrothal gift today.

Otherwise, it would have been a long day and Mr. Cen didn't even make a call.She should have been summoned to the sanatorium long ago to study it face to face.

Zhou Heng didn't have any emotional ups and downs when he was poked in a painful spot.

His deep eyes fell on the slender back, and he stared at her for a few seconds before moving to follow her: "Is there anything you want tomorrow?"

Cen Jia stood still in front of the elevator door and asked without looking back: "What's wrong with you?" "Yes." Zhou Heng had long legs and long steps, and the person who was talking had already caught up with him.The man stood behind her, stretched out his hand and pressed the downward button, "Modi will come tomorrow."

"What?!" Her idol is coming!
Cen Jia turned her head in surprise, but the movement was too large, and her forehead almost hit the chin of the person behind her.Fortunately, the opponent reacted quickly and ducked back in time.

Her excited look made Zhou Heng feel inexplicably unhappy.He slightly frowned and said, "Where is your reserve as a little fairy? As for that." Isn't he just a bad old man?

"Hmph!" Cen Jia turned his head back, "As for that! That's my idol."

Zhou Heng's tone was cool: "I'm still your husband."

Uh……

Cen Jia's scalp was numb at his words, and goosebumps suddenly appeared all over her body.

She turned her head to look at him again, her big bright eyes full of horror: "Are you...are you numb?"

Zhou Heng's eyes turned a little darker, and his expression was a little bad: "You feel disgusting?"

Isn’t it disgusting to just take your husband’s wife’s without even getting a certificate?
Cen Jia's beautiful face showed a hint of difficulty: "Zhou Heng, promise me. Please don't start getting greasy before you get married, okay?"

When the voice fell, the elevator door happened to open.

She quickly stepped in, then folded her arms in an exaggerated manner and huddled in the corner, as if she didn't want to be with him.

Zhou Heng followed the elevator with a cold expression, his handsome face turned black.

He originally wanted to ask Cen Jia if he wanted to pick up Modi from the airport tomorrow.But in view of her poor behavior, he decided to deprive the little fairy of the right to receive the idol up close.

Cen Jia still doesn’t know what she missed.But even if Zhou Heng told her, she wouldn't have time to go to the airport the next day.

Because one of Dongyao's artists was involved in a vicious incident, there was a huge uproar in less than half a day.

Dongyao has already made emergency public relations immediately.But when it comes to decision-making matters, Cen Jia, the young boss, must make the decision himself.

Cen Jia was in a hurry all the way, and when she sat in the small conference room, she couldn't help but sigh... Sure enough, she couldn't help but think about everything. She felt that she had too little work recently, but she was in big trouble.

The one who had the accident was a female artist.The reason is that she kept her mouth shut. She said in a live variety show a few days ago that she had copied in the final exam.Immediately afterwards, someone revealed that she was a habitual offender in this regard, and then brought up the matter of falsifying her academic qualifications.

The entertainment industry has always been full of truth and falsehood, and appearance and age can be changed. If you look closely, most things are not trustworthy.

But it's another thing to be exposed and confirmed.In particular, this female artist is still following the youth inspirational route, and most of her fans are students.

Moreover, falsification of academic qualifications is still a principled issue that is suspected of being illegal. If it is not handled well, even the company will be implicated accordingly.

Cen Jia only had a brief understanding of the situation before coming, and now he is getting more and more angry.

Sun Qian is still on the set and has not returned. Now a deputy manager named Meng is in charge of the artist department.

After hearing the specific situation, she directly attacked the other party: "Dongyao signees always put moral character first, whether it is employees or artists."

"Fake academic qualifications? How old are we now? How can we still get away with something like this?"

"Isn't the computer in the office not connected to the Internet? Is it difficult to check it on Xuexin.com?"

What's more, the company also has a professional team that will conduct risk background checks before signing a contract.

Cen Jia paused before taking a deep breath.She felt that if she kept talking, she would be unable to control her temper and do something unbecoming of a fairy.

(End of this chapter)