216: Encounter again

"We pursue art, not murderers. Although some people will do some extreme things in order to get inspiration from the dying, it's not my style." Kang Sichen put the photo aside. Well, today's interview is over. Let's go."

"There is one last question... What is art for you?" Jiang Muyan hurriedly asked.

"What do you think?" Kang Sichen looked at her and then asked. What do you think, what do you think? Anyway, we will meet again soon."

Well... Jiang Muyan admitted that since this sentence, she has always shown an infinite yearning for life. In the pursuit of the truth, what is the art that Kang Sichen said? What is it for him? What is it for her?

"Big..."

"How is she doing recently?" Huo Yan asked with the phone.

"Ye�. Not bad. I go to work and get off work on time, and the new editor-in-chief is a woman. So... don't worry, boss." Ye Zixiang hesitated for a moment, but still didn't say anything.

How could Jiang Muyan have anything to do with Kang Sichen? You know, even if he is a ghost, he has only met once or twice in his life. Moreover, it is obvious that Kang Sichen pulled Jiang Muyan out. Have they known each other for a long time?

However, my sister-in-law did work in magazine photography before. Could it have anything to do with Kang Sichen at that time? No way! You should investigate this matter first and tell the boss directly. In terms of the boss's temper, I don't know what will happen. The boss's attention to his sister-in-law has far exceeded what they could imagine.

"Is this what you interviewed Kang Sichen?" Looking at the article written by Jiang Muyan, Jiao Hongting frowned and asked.

"Ye�. Yes." Jiang Muyan nodded.

"Our magazine is loyal to the facts, and I believe your facts, just... here..." Jiao Hongting pointed to the last part in her hand and then looked at Jiang Muyan: "Is art really this for him?"

"Yes." Jiang Muyan definitely nodded.

"Very good. You do have some ability to interview Kang Sichen. He is the most difficult person to interview, but... did you know each other before? Jiao Hongting is more curious about their relationship.

"We didn't know each other before, we just introduced it once at the dusty exhibition, that's all." Jiang Muyan said seriously.

"Well, your article is very good and wonderful. I will publish this article on our next publishing cover. Oh... By the way, but you didn't take a picture of him. I think you need to go to him again." Jiao Hongting looked at Jiang Muyan and said.

Oh... I really forgot that photo. No wonder Kang Sichen said that they would meet again. So that's what it means.

"But don't worry. Anyway, the next page is at the beginning of next month. We still have half a month to vilify it. Now I have a new task here. You can operate it first and find Kang Sichen again when you have time. Before we confirm the publication, we need his approval. These... You all know Yes, right?" Jiao Hongting returned the information to Jiang Muyan.

"Yes. Editor-in-chief.

"Very good. Go..." Jiao Hongting looked at Jiang Muyan's back and had to admit that this girl was indeed extraordinary.

And Jin Cheng seemed to know her. Obviously, when facing her, Jin Cheng's expression was also more relaxed. When Qiao Jie left, he also told himself that Jiang Muyan was a woman with "potential", and now she has seen it. I nodded, and I haven't seen such a girl for a long time.

If she exercises a little, she may become a new leader in the entertainment press, and her achievements will be much higher than herself. Thinking of this, she smiled.

"Are you all right?" Seeing Jiang Muyan come out a little dejected, Huanzi asked nervously.

"It's okay... I'm really stupid... I didn't take a picture of him. I have to run again. No, it's twice." Jiang Muyan said sadly.

"Photos? Does that mean that the article...she agrees?" Huanzi shook Jiang Muyan and asked.

"Yes... She said it can be used directly in our magazine, but it just needs Conschen's approval again!" Jiang Muyan took the V of victory and then whispered.

"Haha... I'm going, you scared me to death. I thought about having sex with you all day, but she had a cross, and we were finished! You scare me!" Huanzi reached out and hit Jiang Muyan's buttocks, and then said.

"Ha ha, can you Huanzi be scared by me so easily?"

"Yes... I have a long heart, okay?" Huanzi's eyes widened and warned, "Don't lie to me in the future."

"I know, dear... won't you scare away your little heart next time?" Jiang Muyan frivolously touched Huanzi's chin with his fingers, and then left with a smile.

What should come is always coming. Huanzi took a fierce breath, then walked into the apartment and took out the key.

It seems that Dapeng is not at home, and it seems that there is no one living here for about a day or two, but... To be honest, Dapeng is originally a person who can't clean up. Even if he was there a minute ago, he can directly make a clean place as if no one has lived for more than ten days.

Anyway, I just came in to pack up my things. Huanzi cleaned up her clothes hastily, and then turned around to leave, but saw Dapeng standing behind her.

"Huanzi? Are you back?" Dapeng was very happy to see Huanzi and quickly wanted to come and hug him. But the body was gently flashed by Huanzi.

"I'm here to get something. I've got it. Let's go now."

"Don't go!" Dapeng quickly came over and took Huanzi's hand: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, but give me at least one chance to atone for my sins?"

"Are you mistaken?" Huanzi looked back at Dapeng: "Do you think I really don't know anything? Have you used too much perfume, used candles, occasionally eaten steaks in the trash can, and some long yellow hair on the sheets, or those you don't have? Wu Dapeng! I think you are too stupid, don't you? Can you lie to me in this way?"

"Yellow? I don't have long yellow hair... At most, it's just long green hair... Huanzi... These are not the point. The point is that I have changed it, and I won't look for those women again. Really. No way!" Dapeng's eyes looked so sincere that Huanzi almost softened again.

"Okay, give me your business card holder." Huanzi stretched out his hand.

"Okay, here you are, here you are." Dapeng quickly took out a business card from the chest of his clothes and put it in Huanzi's hand: "You can take whatever you want."

Huanzi opened the business card holder and took out the innermost business card, with a strong smell of perfume. Huanzi took it out and put it in front of Dapeng: "Who is this woman?"

"This...is just a customer." Dapeng's face flashed a trace of abnormality.

Is that right? Are you sure?" Huanzi looked at Dapeng and said.

"Of course, do you think I'm a stallion? Do you want to go when you see a woman?" Dapeng said with some disdain.

"Very good." Huanzi nodded and then dialed the mobile phone directly from the phone at home.

As soon as the phone was connected, the woman's voice suddenly came from the other end: "Honey? Are you home yet? You made me so happy just now... Come back tomorrow. Anyway, the hell is going on a business trip tomorrow for a week.

Huanzi turned on the loudspeaker when she answered the phone, so her voice echoed throughout the room. Dapeng's face was pale, and then he swallowed and didn't say anything more.

Huanzi hung up the phone and looked at Dapeng: "Just now? I don't think she has amnesia, right? It shouldn't have been before I left, right? Well, you won't pull me anymore, will you? Then don't say goodbye. Oh... by the way, I have refunded the rent of the house. Anyway, I rented it, so it should be taken back in three days. That's it."

After saying that, Huanzi quickly left the scene and then left Dapeng behind.

Thinking that I'm really stupid. In fact, I have known these for a long time, but because of my trust in Dapeng, I have covered some realities, as if everything is just my own nonsense.

Those business cards with various fragrances, business cards printed with their own lipstick, strangely encoded numbers on mobile phones, and sometimes phone calls without sound. I just never took these things back, so I wasted three years. Thinking of this, I feel that it is not worth it.

But that's what I said, but the tears still remained. Three years... How can you forget it casually?

wiping his tears and the accompanying snot, Huanzi stood at the intersection, and then cried again.

Fang Kun drove to this intersection again, and then saw a figure crawling over there again. So familiar... Is it her again?

"Hello? Here's the napkin."

Huanzi raised his head and wiped his tears. He saw the man in front of him. Is it Fang Kun? Why is it him again? Why does he appear when he cries? If she hadn't felt that she was not worthy of a man to follow, she would have really thought that Fang Kun was following her. Every time he is most embopicable, he has a panoramic view.

"Why are you here?"

"I also wonder why I saw you here again." Fang Kun smiled and then saw the suitcase in her hand: "How can I come back to get something?"

"What does it have to do with you? What are you not from me?" Huanzi wiped his tears with the napkin he brought, and then got up and walked aside.

"Hey..." Fang Kun called Huanzi's footsteps behind her.

"What are you doing?"

"Last time I said I was going to eat, but I drank later, so I haven't taken you to that very high-end restaurant. Are you interested? I just ordered Matsutake today and I'm going to eat it. Fang Kun said with a smile.

Huanzi hesitated for a moment, but he couldn't stand his cooing stomach, so he immediately turned around and said, "Okay!"

What kind of reservedness, what kind of self-esteem, in front of Matsutake, that's a scum!