Chapter 211

Nie ChenLin looks at Nie Hehuan's back, and his cool eagle eyes flash a warm light quickly.

Half an hour later, Nie Hehuan came out of the kitchen with two bowls of seafood noodle soup.

Nie ChenLin heard the footsteps and looked up.

When he saw Nie Hehuan's thin arms supporting two bowls of noodles, he got up and took over the two bowls of noodles in her hands.

The palm empty, attracted Nie he Huan Leng for a few seconds.

Seeing Nie Chenyu carrying seafood noodles to the sofa and putting them on the tea table, she pursed her lips and walked over.

Nie ChenLin sits back in the sofa and stares at the two bowls of noodles made by Nie Hehuan.

Although it only took her half an hour, the noodles she could make were fresh to the smell.

He vaguely remembers that when she first came back to Nie's home, she couldn't cook porridge well.

"Brother, eat while it's hot." Nie Hehuan takes a bowl and hands it to Nie Chenyu.

Nie Chenyu took back his thoughts and didn't take what Nie Hehuan had in his hand. Instead, he bent over and picked up another bowl on the tea table with one hand.

"I eat that bowl." Nie he Huan's eyes flashed, but he said.

Nie ChenLin had a meal and looked at Nie Hehuan suspiciously.

Nie Hehuan's face was slightly hot, and he obstinately handed his face to Nie Chenyu.

Nie Chen Chu narrowed his eyes, but didn't say anything. He changed with Nie he Huan.

Nie Hehuan held the bowl and took a breath.

Brother and sister sit quietly in the sofa to eat noodles. They are two people, but they don't interfere with each other, as if they are in two different spaces.

Nie Chenmin was eating noodles. In fact, at the beginning of taking the noodles, he found that there were more shrimps on the soup noodles in his bowl than in Nie Hehuan's hand.

In fact, Nie Hehuan and Nie Chenyu have similar tastes, and both prefer shrimp.

In fact, shrimp, as far as the Nie family is concerned, is not a rare food at all.

What the Nie family really lacks.

It's just a warmth from home.

Nie Chenyu is only twenty-seven now, but his temperament is similar to Zhan tingshen to a certain extent. He is silent and silent, and he does not express his emotions.

But Nie Hehuan felt that Nie Chenmin was more indifferent than Zhan tingshen.

In the four years since she returned to Nie's home, she has never seen Nie chenzhen smile.

Whenever you are close to him, you can feel the depression and urgency from your heart, which makes people dare not speak too loud in front of him.

Eat bowl noodles, Nie Hehuan is about to empty bowl back to the kitchen.

"You go to rest."

Nie Chenyu said, took the bowl in Nie Hehuan's hand and got up to go to the kitchen.

Nie he Huan a Leng, busy get up to keep up with, "elder brother, I come."

Nie Chenyu did not speak.

Nie Hehuan had to follow him step by step.

When he got to the kitchen, Nie Hehuan saw that Nie Chenyu began to roll his sleeves, and a drop of sweat came out of his forehead. He quickly came to him and glanced at the bowl in the sink. "Brother, you haven't done this. I'll come."

"Who said I didn't?"

Nie Chenmin said in a light voice.

Nie Hehuan, "..."

"Let's go." Nie Chen Congning eyes, Nie he Huan.

Nie Hehuan subconsciously stepped aside. When he saw Nie Chenyu turn on the tap and began to wash, he took a breath and stepped forward, but he didn't dare to touch him. Nie Hehuan said, "brother, how can you wash it?"

In fact, there is a dishwasher, which can be put to the maid tomorrow morning.

But there are only two bowls in the end. In recent years, Nie Hehuan has become more and more unaccustomed to procrastination. She does everything she can.

What's more, washing two bowls is not a big deal.

She didn't think it was necessary to wash herself, but when she saw Nie Chenyu wash, she was a little at a loss.

Nie Chenyu didn't speak, his lips were straight, his side face was hard, his eyelashes were cold, and he was familiar with the action of washing dishes. Two bowls were washed in less than two minutes.

Seeing that the bowl had been washed, Nie Hehuan's eyebrows, which were wrinkled, were loosened.

Anyway, I'll wash it if I don't wash it.

Nie Chenyu cleaned his hands, dried them with a clean towel, looked sideways at Nie Hehuan, and said, "how about I buy W magazine?"

“？” Nie Hehuan stares at him.

Nie ChenLin pursed his lips, "you are the editor in chief."

Nie he Huan a shock, then quickly waved his hand, "no, no, I'm not when the chief editor's material, in the workplace, I'm still young."

"How about studying abroad, studying financial management, and going to work in the company in the future." Nie ChenLin frowned and said.

Nie Hehuan's small face tangled. Looking at Nie Chenyu's cold face, he whispered, "Shi Yu and Shi Qin are still young. I don't want to be too far away from them."

Nie Chen Lin stares at her, a moment, way, "I know."

Nie Hehuan looked at him, "know, know what?"

"Rest early." But Nie ChenLin said.

"Brother..."

What else does Nie Hehuan want to say? Nie Chenyu has wiped her and left the kitchen.

Nie Hehuan, with an inexplicable face, reached for his hair.

……

The next day, as soon as Nie Hehuan arrived at the company, he was called to the office by the director.

"It's been a day. How's it going?" The chief executive is open to the mountain.

Nie Hehuan black line.

It's just one day. It's already one day?

"... yesterday, I met with director Zhai and asked for an interview. But Zhai has not agreed. " Nie Hehuan said it like it was true.

Director squint, stare at Nie he Huan, silent half ring, just say, "do you have confidence?"

"... I will do my best." Who dares to bet that this kind of thing can be done?

The director was obedient and silent again, saying, "Hehuan, I don't want to put too much pressure on you, but this is your first interview task as the editor in chief. I hope you understand that if you fail, I can't explain to the editor in chief. What's more, your position as editor in chief can't convince other employees of the magazine. So... "

okay.

She understood.

This matter, has become, everybody is happy.

If not, she has to be prepared to leave.

Get out of the director's office.

Nie Hehuan only felt that there were two big clouds on his head.

Without returning to the main editing room, Nie Hehuan went directly to the staff compartment and pulled Shen Mengmeng out of the company.

……

At 11 a.m., a white car parked in front of the gate of juxiangge, one of the best restaurants in Rongcheng.

Shen Mengmeng looked at Nie Hehuan, who was fiddling with wigs and wearing them on his head, "boss, do you like wearing wigs very much?"

Nie Hehuan's face twitched and looked at Shen Mengmeng. "This is the most popular hairstyle this year."

"... then you'd better cut one." Shen Mengmeng said.

"Why cut it? Isn't that convenient? " Nie he Huan picks eyebrow, feel out mirror from bag, "help me to take."

Shen Mengmeng holds the mirror.

Nie Hehuan took out a box of false eyelashes in his bag and began to work in the mirror.

Shen Mengmeng looked at Nie ho Ying, "eldest, your eyelashes are long enough, with mascara brush will be longer. In fact, you don't need to take another pair of fake. It's heavy and cumbersome. "

Nie Hehuan did not speak.

After pasting the false eyelashes, he took out a poppy style tattoo sticker and pasted it to the corner of his eye.

Shen Mengmeng stares at Nie Hehuan and doesn't know what to say.

Nie he gave out a big red lipstick and lip pencil.

Shen Mengmeng watched quietly.

When Nie Hehuan finished painting, Shen Mengmeng found that Nie Hehuan's original cherry mouth suddenly became plump and plump after her painting.

What's more, her whole life has changed greatly because of the changes in her makeup and hairstyle.

Although this is also very good-looking, more feminine than before.

But Shen Mengmeng thinks that Nie Hehuan looks better with light makeup.

Without too much entanglement in Nie Hehuan's makeup and hairstyle, Shen Mengmeng looked at Juxiang Pavilion and said, "boss, are you sure Zhai will come here for lunch?"

Nie Hehuan thought a little, and said, "I also know the news from the microblog big v. There should be no mistake. "

Wen Yan.

Shen Mengmeng didn't ask again.

After all, they knew last night that Zhai Simo would attend the anniversary dinner of Xingyao media, and they also learned from the big V on Weibo.

It's eleven fifty.

A silver Audi car skids to the door of juxiangge, followed by a black windbreaker and black trousers, and Zhai Simo, wearing a cap, gets out of the car.

After getting out of the car, Zhai handed the key to the attendant who was in charge of parking. He stood face out for a few seconds, then turned around and walked into the restaurant.

Nie Hehuan frowned.

He is clearly wearing a cap and should be afraid of being recognized.

But after getting off, why do you show your face from your cap and stand on the side of the road for a few seconds?

"Boss, do you see that? Zhai Daozhen is here. " Shen Mengmeng excitedly grabs Nie Hehuan's arm.

Nie Hehuan blinked, squinting at the direction of the restaurant.

"Boss, when are we going in? Or just wait here for Zhai to come out. " Shen Mengmeng looks at Nie Hehuan and asks.

Nie he Huan drooped his eyes, "let's go in."

"Do you want to eat in it?" Shen Mengmeng's eyes brightened.

You know, the per capita consumption of juxiangge is tens of thousands.

Hearing the excitement in Shen Mengmeng's voice, Nie Hehuan picked his eyebrows and looked at her, "what do you say?"

Shen Mengmeng stares at Nie Hehuan for a few seconds, and immediately becomes frustrated. "I think I've got too many problems."

It costs tens of thousands of yuan to eat in it, and her monthly salary is less than tens of thousands

Moreover, even if the magazine pays more attention to this interview, it will not spend tens of thousands of yuan for them to spend in such a high-end place.

So it's OK to eat inside, but at your own expense!

At her own expense, ha ha, it's better to kill her.

Nie Hehuan looked at Shen Mengmeng's "disheartened" appearance and said, "let's go."

Shen Mengmeng cheers up and makes an "OK" gesture to Nie Hehuan.

So they got off and went to Juxiang Pavilion.

……

Nie Hehuan and Shen Mengmeng walk into Juxiang Pavilion. They look at the hall from the corner of their eyes. They see Zhai Simo sitting by the window of the hall on the first floor.

Nie he Huan eyes wide suddenly spread circle, surprised.

To my surprise, Zhai Simo, who is always fastidious, didn't ask for a private room. Instead, he ate directly in the hall.

Dining in the hall is all right. The location is so obvious that I'm afraid others won't recognize him?

People

Nie he Huan's eyelids jumped again, and his eyes looked around the eye hall in a hurry.

This one sees, Nie he Huan Eye Bead son is a tight quiver again.

It was lunch time. There was no one in the hall except the waiter, she and Shen Mengmeng, and Zhai Simo, who was sitting by the window.