Knight’s Love Letter

    Chapter 33, Bought a Table

      There is style, and this can be a big victory with a good start.

    The editor-in-chief, whose mind is smaller than the needlepoint Maimang, is even more upset, but he is not from fashion, and when it comes to professional issues, he can't understand clearly, so he can only stare at the fashion edition Attendance of all the editorial staff and other trivial matters.

    He went to the toilet in the afternoon, saw a huge foam box at the front desk, and asked what it was, the front desk was a little girl who had just arrived, and said embarrassedly: "Editor Fang bought it. The desk, he may have filled in the wrong address, and the logistics has been delivered to us. The delivery guys didn’t listen to anything and urged me to sign and leave. I was just about to call the editor-in-chief and ask what to do…”

    Fang Shiqing was careless, and the little girl handled it improperly. If she asked Fang Shiqing to come, pay extra for the delivery, and send it to him directly, it would be over.

      , If there are foreign visitors, it will affect the image of our magazine. You are such a big person, how can you even mix up the address, so how can I give you the magazine to do...

      The magazine may also be a bit intentional, the career is not going well, it is just waiting for retirement, and there is a famous wife at home.

    So he gradually became a strange and long-winded uncle.

    Fang Shiqing was told by him to find fault many times, and he knew in his heart that he was trying to make his presence felt.

    He wanted to buy a desk for a long time. There is a desk provided by the landlord at home. Fortunately, Fang Shiqing was a lazy and boneless guy when he got home. He could lie down instead of sitting, and hardly ever used the table.

    In the past, it didn’t interfere with that, but now it’s different. Every time Wang Qi goes to work on the sofa in the living room and puts the notebook on his lap. It's not always comfortable.

    Fang Shiqing went to the mall to see the table several times, either it was too big to fit in the house, or it was too ugly and he didn't like it, so he finally picked one from the all-purpose Taobao, from far away The Land of Abundance sent logistics. Because the order was placed before going to bed at night, he also forgot to change the default address, and the logistics sent it directly to the magazine.

    After dealing with the editor-in-chief's uncle, he was inevitably a little depressed. He took a picture of the desk and sent it to the circle of friends. He added a crying face and said that he bought a desk today and angered his uncle.

    After sending it out, he went to the Internet to search for the phone number of the moving company, and just clicked "Search", Zheng Qiuyang's phone number came over, opened his mouth and laughed at him: "Hahahaha what uncle, yes Not your man? Think you are too prodigal?"

    Fang Shiqing: “…”

    He briefly talked about the desk and said, "Big designer, are you free to do anything again? Just came over to watch the workers deliver me the desk, so I'll save it. I'll ask Uncle to ask for leave again."

    Zheng Qiuyang paused and said: "Don't look for a moving company, your table is not big, I have a car here, I will help you move after get off work, save the moving fee, you still Can you treat me to dinner?"

    Fang Shiqing said: "That's also true, my table is one meter two, what kind of car is yours, is it a pickup?"

    After get off work in the evening, Fang Shiqing was dumbfounded when he saw Zheng Qiuyang's people and cars.

    Not only him, but the entire magazine was dumbfounded. Even the editor-in-chief, Uncle, widened his eyes, but resisted the urge to gossip.

    It's just to move a table, it's a mess to have an armed **** car! ?

    Zheng Qiuyang explained: "This is the **** car of our jewelry store, the security company, these two children are also security personnel, the jewelry store closes at nine o'clock, they are idle and idle, just Come and help me, where's your table?"

    The alchemist took them downstairs to load the car in a messy breeze, then said the address, walked in front of the **** car, he went to drive the car and loaded Zheng Qiuyang behind.

    The table was sent to the door, and the two young men who came to help hurried back without stopping. Fang Shiqing was very sorry. He was summoned by Zheng Qiuyang to move a table.

    Zheng Qiuyang didn't feel anything, just like in his own home, he opened the refrigerator to get cold drinks, sat back on the sofa, drinking drinks and commenting on Shiqing's family: "The house is so clean, it's definitely not you who cleaned it up. Right? You look like a slob."

    Fang Shiqing was busy removing the bubble wrap of the desk and said, "You are sloppy!"

    Zheng Qiuyang chuckled: "I'm sloppy, I feel like you are similar to me."

    The two were speechless, Fang Shiqing answered the phone, and Wang Qi said that he would be late when he came back at night.

    Fang Shiqing said: "Well, drink less wine... The table I bought for you has arrived. It looks pretty good, but it's a little dirty."

    Wang Qi said: "Leave that alone, wait for me to go back and wipe. Is the table strong enough?"

    Fang Shiqing said: "It's okay, it's not solid wood, but I think it's enough."

    Wang Qi laughed softly over there: "It's enough to stand up to the shaking."

    Fang Shiqing: "...smelly rascal."

    He hung up the phone, turned back to Zheng Qiuyang to look at him, shook his head and sighed: "Alas, with the appearance of such a little daughter-in-law, anyone who sees it will know who the two of you are in charge."

    Fang Shiqing said: "Of course it's me! I rent the house, I pay for the water, electricity and gas bills, and the furniture is also new, and..."

    "It's okay, it's okay, keep talking," Zheng Qiuyang said in a strange tone, "Everyone spends men's money, you're better, spend money to support men, that's quite proud."

    Fang Shiqing stopped wiping the table, walked over and kicked him, saying: "Go! Let's eat hot pot! Only hot pot today!"

    Zheng Qiuyang, who doesn't eat spicy food, smiled and said, "It doesn't matter what the pot is, what's the point of two people eating hot pot, and it's not lively, so let's change it to another one."

    Fang Shiqing said: "It's okay to call your current chest device."

    "Don't mention it, I haven't recovered from the shadow of lovelorn..." Zheng Qiuyang said bitterly, "If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sadness."

    Fang Shiqing: "...you forget it, goosebumps all over the place."

    Zheng Qiuyang said: "You have never lost love at first sight, how can you understand my mood."

    Fang Shiqing had been in love twice before, and each time he fell in love, he didn't feel any love, and every time he broke up, he didn't feel lost, and it really wasn't a lost love.

    He heard what Zheng Qiuyang said, remembered someone, and said casually: "A few days ago, someone told me that he always broke up in love, I don't think others are like you, quite calm and quite Frankly."

    Zheng Qiuyang said: "Then this person is too casual, I am different, I am true love, I really want to be your uncle Lang."

    Fang Shiqing said contemptuously: "You still have the face to say that others are casual? Where can you find someone more casual than you?"

    Zheng Qiuyang said righteously: "I'm just casual about my body, but not my soul!"

    Fang Shiqing: "...you just need to take care of your body."

    In the end, the two of them didn't go to eat hot pot. The alchemist didn't have a good stomach, so he couldn't eat spicy food at all, and he couldn't drink alcohol, he could only eat a serious meal.

    When he came out of the hotel, Fang Shiqing called Wang Qi to ask him if he was going home. As soon as he heard that he was on his way back, he immediately left Zheng Qiuyang and went home.

    Zheng Qiuyang, who was abandoned by his friends, was very depressed.

    He's not exaggerating, he was hit by Fang Mingyu once, and he still hasn't raised his spirits to fight again. His "soul is not casual" male paper is really sad.

    After a while in the bar, I joked with the two girls sitting beside me, one of the girls was obviously interested in him, but he was not interested, just here It's okay to play with it, and I don't have the mood to take it out at all.

    The girl hinted at him several times that he would not accept the move, and looked back and forth, looking for someone he knew to take the opportunity to get rid of the girl. After looking around, he saw that there was not much distance from him Yuan Rui with a familiar face sat in the far single seat.

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    Zheng Qiuyang is a bit face-blind. Except for particularly good-looking people, such as the Fang family and sisters, he can firmly remember that other people he has only met a few times will be seen in a day or two. Looks almost forgotten.

    But he remembered Yuan Rui quite clearly, except that Yuan Rui praised him in person for the first time he spoke, but he had never seen anyone more stupid than Yuan Rui in his life.

    Last time at the bowling alley, Yuan Rui was sexually harassed by a fat man. He wanted to pretend he didn't see it and took a detour, but he had to say hello when he was stopped by Yuan Rui. I couldn't hang up, and I just left.

    Yuan Rui sincerely thanked him and said: "That person is the director of the program group, because the next issue is going to be bowling, I have never played this before, he said he played by himself It's very good, you can teach me first, who knows he is such a person, I must complain to the director team."

    Zheng Qiuyang was speechless for a while, and couldn't help but say, "You said that you are a big man, is it useful to complain about this kind of loss? Wouldn't it be right to just beat him directly."

    Yuan Rui blinked: "It's not right to hit someone."

    Zheng Qiuyang: “…”

    He turned and left, but Yuan Rui followed him and said, "Thank you, I'll treat you to dinner."

    Zheng Qiuyang refused: "No need."

    Yuan Rui said: "Don't be so polite, I should thank you for helping me."

    Zheng Qiuyang stopped and said, "Don't follow me, okay? I still have something to do."

    Yuan Ruidao: "It's already noon, I have to eat everything, let's talk about it, I really want to invite you to dinner... Otherwise, call the editor-in-chief above?"

    Zheng Qiuyang annoyed him a little, and said deliberately: "I'll be honest with you, I asked my love to have dinner together, do you ask him to catch the adulterer?"

    Yuan Rui: “…”

    Zheng Qiuyang looked at him with a look of surprise, and he didn't know how to feel better, and continued to talk nonsense proudly: "You also said that I helped you, and you have an obligation to conceal my affair for me. Son, if you dare to tell him, you are ungrateful."

    Yuan Rui's expression immediately became very tangled.

    Zheng Qiuyang doesn't feel annoyed anymore, thinks he's very funny, and smirks in a bad way: "Why don't you go? Did you fall in love with my big bird at first sight last time? Try it?"

    As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yuan Rui turn around and run.

    He was stunned for a few seconds, holding his stomach and laughing at the roadside and wanted to roll.