Host, You're Targeted

Because he had to stay with Cheng Hui for the next three months, Yan Xiunian had to finish all his work in this week. He had to hand over the tasks that he could not finish in time to other reporters.

But that night, after the news broadcast in Lvcheng was over, Yan Xiunian and other employees went to work normally.

Originally he was going to stay alone to work overtime, but Xiao Dadong grabbed his clothes and dragged him away.

When they got into the elevator, Xiao Dadong let him go and said to him earnestly, "don't work overtime. You should go home and have a rest. This Monday, you must keep your spirits up. When Cheng returns to his side, he must be full of energy and spirit."

Yan Xiunian pulled his cotton padded jacket and asked, "why? Am I going to be a monster that sucks his spirit? Squeeze him out? "

Xiao Dadong looked at the elevator and saw that the number was going down. He approached Yan Xiunian and quickly said, "no, didn't you find that he was full of malice towards you? Didn't you find out? I'm afraid he will envy your beauty and do something to you, so if you don't get along with him, you will be sorry for yourself

When the elevator reached the first floor, Yan Xiunian buttoned up the top button of his cotton padded jacket and walked with Xiao Dadong.

Xiao Dadong was still beside him and said: "Cheng Hui is the front man of their agency company, and you are the facade of our TV station now. So you must keep your spirits up this Monday. Although you don't show up, you should also be the most beautiful one. Your appearance is no worse than other people's stars. Do you want to have a hairdressing in a few days to give our TV station a face lift? "

Yan Xiunian took his hand out of Xiao Dadong's hand and gave him a strange look.

"Farewell!" Yan Xiunian walked out of the door, "you'd better go and wash your brain if you have this time! What's in your head? What are we doing behind the scenes to make it so beautiful? Isn't it just clean and tidy? How strange are you? "

Xiao Dadong and Yan Xiunian's family are not in the same direction. He stamped his feet in situ and called out to Yan Xiunian's back: "you will regret if you don't listen to me! Fool

Yan Xiunian waved in the cold wind and walked forward without looking back.

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it is normal time for Yan Xiunian to leave work today. The days are getting shorter and shorter, and the temperature at night is also decreasing day by day.

Intuition told Yan Xiunian that today's ninth day of the new year would not appear, so he didn't stop all the way and walked quickly towards home.

Passing the security room on the first floor, Yan Xiunian saw from the glass window that the security guard who knocked on the window in the morning and told them to pay attention to the impact was sitting inside watching TV.

His cat didn't come out of the dark alley to follow him home.

At the thought of it, Yan Xiunian felt a little lost.

After returning home, Yan Xiunian cooked a bowl of noodles for himself, sat cross legged on the sofa, and casually found a station to watch a TV series.

The porcelain bowl he held in his hand was gradually warmed by his hot hand, and the noodles in the bowl were gradually reduced.

Yan Xiunian ate slowly, especially when he was alone. He could eat a bowl of noodles for half an hour, just like now.

Finally, after dinner, Yan Xiunian took a simple shower and got into the only bedroom with air conditioning and heating.