We didn't escape the seven-year itch

Chapter 26

The two were relatively silent all the way, and in the end Chu Yi only said when Song Mingke got off the car, "Remember to take your medicine."

"understood."

Song Mingke nodded and entered the building.

Winter came too fast and too fast, and before he had time to prepare his winter clothes, the temperature dropped.The wind was blowing on the face, with invisible fine blades, very painful.

Song Mingke looked back, and Chu Yi's car had already merged into the traffic flow and disappeared.He didn't want to quarrel with Chu Yi, but the problem had already surfaced.

He thought, wait a little longer, wait until he finishes the plan, wait for him to stabilize, and wait until he is no longer so busy, then he will have a good talk with Chu Yi.

Song Mingke sat down in her seat, turned on the computer, and continued the unfinished work yesterday.Colleagues greeted him.

"Here you come? How is your body today?"

Song Mingke smiled, half of his face was covered by the mask, but his eyebrows and eyes were curved, "Thank you, there's nothing else to do."

"That's good."

Xiang □□ nodded, and the two were busy with their own work.In fact, it was just a polite greeting from others, but Song Mingke inexplicably let go of his tense nerves.Although Chu Yi is his closest person, he inexplicably feels that when talking to Chu Yi, there are some conflicts and entanglements, and he has to think carefully about what he wants to say, which makes people tired.

Song Mingke rushed to work for three or four days, and came up with the first version of the plan before the weekend.

Peng Huai looked at his plan, and nodded to him after a while, seeming very satisfied.

"Ming Ke, you've done a pretty good job. It's the first time you've done anything related to advertising. I can see that you've put in a lot of effort."

"Thank you, Manager Peng."

"At the beginning, the company recruited you and assigned you to me. To be honest, I didn't think much of you at first, but later I found that you worked hard and seriously, so I slowly changed my opinion of you." Peng Huai smiled. He smiled, "Actually, I entered the industry late, and worked hard for many years to get to where I am now."

Song Mingke didn't know what to say, but just sat quietly across from her, pretending to be a listener.

"I know you are willing to work hard, but you are lucky. The pictures you drew attracted Party A's attention, so I will give you a chance." Peng Huai continued, "There are many people who work hard in this world, but they all Need a chance. Hope you do well."

Song Mingke nodded, "I see, thank you Manager Peng. I will seize the opportunity."

Peng Huai nodded and let him go out.

Song Mingke thought for a while, and then realized that Peng Huai felt that he was a bit like himself back then, and he was lucky to have such an opportunity by accident.

He gently twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile, finally he can not work overtime today.

When Song Mingke entered the house, Chu Yi had just returned home.

"Not working overtime today?" Chu Yi was a little surprised.

"Ah."

"What to eat?" Chu Yi took off his coat and walked to the kitchen.

"I'm here to cook today. You've been cooking every day for a while, so I guess you're tired of doing it." Song Mingke smiled, and followed him to the kitchen.

"Indeed...I really don't know what to do..." Chu Yi nodded.

"You also said that I used to cook every day and didn't say I was bored, but you were bored after only seven or eight days of cooking?" Song Mingke said casually while preparing to cook.

"..." Chu Yi didn't speak, and it took a long time before he said: "We will do it differently in the future."

Song Mingke smiled, "Just kidding, I don't want to eat tomato and egg noodles every day." After speaking, he handed him a potato, "Peel."

"Yeah." Chu Yi nodded, stood aside and carefully peeled the skin.

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