Chapter 219 Sister Qi, I want...

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In the middle of the night, the fragrance of soft jade is warm, and the beauty is in my arms.

This should have been a very heartwarming scene, which is definitely in line with most people's yearning for a better life.

But Zhao Wanqi's sudden call made Wen Yan feel a little sad.

This situation and this scene, this is simply a midnight ominous bell?!

Listening to the cell phone ringing in his ears, and glancing at the expressionless Wang Luoqi, Wen Yan didn't know for a moment whether he should answer the call or not.

Take it, Sister Luo Qi is applying eye drops to him.

Now, if any unexpected situation occurs, it will be magnified infinitely.

If you don't answer, it will appear that he is treating someone with a guilty conscience.

On the contrary, it seems to be covering up something, making the originally simple relationship more complicated, and even jumping into the Yellow River will not be able to clean it out.

It’s so difficult!

Alas, it's all my fault that I'm too young and lack similar fighting experience. Wen Yan sighed secretly in his heart.

No wonder, many married men with famous ladies have changed the notes of friends of the opposite sex in their address books to labels like "Driver Xiao Wang" and "Colleague Lao Zhang".

Alas, all the routines are for the sake of family harmony. My seniors will never deceive me!

Well, it’s decided. From now on, the note in Sister Wanqi’s address book will be my dear roommate.

That guy Shen Mingzai is the best scapegoat. Who makes him keep pestering me recently, asking for Sister Wanqi's autograph?

Moreover, taking the blame for one’s own idol, isn’t this the self-cultivation of every idiot fan?

Tsk, I really envy Shen Mingzai. He has such a considerate roommate like me. The corners of Wen Yan's mouth raised slightly.

"What are you doing stupidly? Pick it up quickly. Don't keep your dear sister Wanqi waiting."

Wang Luoqi's cold voice brought Wen Yan back to reality.

"If you wait a little longer, your close eldest sister will worry about something happening to you, and then she will come over to say hello to you."

"Ah, Sister Luo Qi, you really think too much. What time is it now? It's midnight. There are differences between men and women. Why would Sister Wanqi come to see me?"

Although he said he couldn't do it, Wen Yan still answered the phone decisively.

Well, don’t be afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of what happens.

If Zhao Wanqi really came in and saw Wang Luoqi wearing thin pajamas, huddled in his bed, the scene would not be too beautiful.

As soon as Wen Yan answered the phone, Wang Luoqi moved away, as if to say that she was not the kind of person who eavesdropped on other people's privacy.

Wen Yan expressed that he was very pleased with Wang Luoqi's sensible move. Then he turned on the speakerphone with his finger.

Well, he swore, the fingers moved on their own.

Okay, just kidding, he still has some emotional intelligence.

In this situation, instead of whispering secretly in bed and letting Wang Luoqi make random guesses in his mind, it is better to put everything on the table and let her "supervise" the whole process.

This not only reflects Wen Xiaoyan's aboveboardness, but also shows his trust in Wang Luoqi without leaving any trace.

The most important thing is that there is no need for him to cover up the matter which was originally innocent.

"Hey, who are you calling so late at night and preventing me from sleeping?" Wen Yan sounded like someone had disturbed his good dream.

Here, he played a little trick.

This impatient tone not only allowed the uninformed Zhao Wanqi to keep the story short, but also said less and made fewer mistakes.

Wang Luoqi, who was beside her, could also see from this small detail his attitude towards members of the opposite sex other than her, making her feel his preference for Wen Xiaoyan.

Moreover, people who know him well know that he is angry when he gets out of bed, and Zhao Wanqi will not come to trouble him for this matter.

Sure enough, after hearing his impatient response, Wang Luoqi, who was staring out the window and counting the stars, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and the inquiry in the corners of his eyes and brows also turned into a slight tenderness.

Tsk, I'm such a clever little kid, I deserve to be favored by my eldest sister. Wen Yan silently praised his wit in his heart.

If he keeps up his efforts and performs well, he will be one step closer to success. Maybe he will get what he wants tonight.

Wen Yan's imagination was wonderful, but Zhao Wanqi didn't play by the rules.

"Wen Xiaoyan, you night owl, why are you pretending to be a wolf with a big tail for your sister?"

Zhao Wanqi's roar came from the receiver: "I call you at this time every day. Today, you have become more self-cultivated and developed the good habit of going to bed early?"

"Why, do you think that the capitalists are laying the floor in the living room, so they don't dare to speak loudly? Don't worry, the sound insulation effect in my home is very good. I specifically told the workers during the decoration, burp..."

I don't know if the sound insulation effect is good, but she can definitely hear it. Glancing at Wang Luoqi, who had a stiff smile, Wen Yan suddenly wanted to slap himself twice.

Alas, if you have nothing to do and are trying to be clever, isn't this just shooting yourself in the foot?

"Ahem, it's Sister Wanqi. It's so late, what can you do?" Wen Yan pretended to be calm.

"Hiccup, I can't call you if I have nothing to do. Can't we just talk about life and think about the future like we did before?" Zhao Wanqi said drunkenly.

How does this sound like an affair?

I was wrong, I was really wrong, I shouldn't have answered this call just now. Wen Yan grabbed Wang Luoqi who was about to get up and stopped her from walking away.

"Sister Luo Qi, please listen to my explanation. It's not what you think." Wen Yan's eyes were sincere and he gestured with his mouth.

Perhaps because he felt the desire for survival in Wen Yan's eyes, or perhaps because he wanted to hear Zhao Wanqi's next words, Wang Luoqi finally stayed.

Huh. Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he didn't explode on the spot, he still had a chance to save him.

"Sister Wanqi, stop joking. The doctor has said that my body is a little weak now and I need a good rest to recover quickly. If everything is okay, I will die first."

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore."

Hearing Wen Yan say this, Zhao Wanqi also returned to the topic:

"During dinner, didn't you ask me to help you promote Shenji's anime on the tribe? Now that the traffic is at its peak at night, please send me the copy quickly so that I can post it for you, burp."

You could have just said no earlier, which made me almost "killed" by Sister Luo Qi's eyes. Wen Yan complained secretly in his heart, but he said:

"Sister Yiyi, aren't you in your room now? As the chief housekeeper of Shenji, you can just ask her for this kind of thing. She is responsible for this work."

With Li Yiyi, a capable little secretary, Wen Yan would certainly not do the copywriting by himself. After all, the existence of high-paid workers is just a tool to help the boss.

It has to be said that from the time he founded Shenji to the present, Wen Yan has also learned a common method used by capitalists - secretaries to do things when necessary.

No, in the words of a certain boss, this is called making reasonable use of the resources at hand and giving employees a platform to display their talents, thereby giving full play to the value of employees.

While making the best use of the resources, it can also give employees a full sense of participation, achieve an organic combination of employees' own practices and social contributions, and finally create a full sense of accomplishment.

Well, this is Wen Yan's personal understanding. Anyway, that's pretty much what it means. He thinks what this big guy said makes sense.

As for whether Li Yiyi would feel a sense of accomplishment after getting up in the middle of the night to write copy, he couldn't guarantee it.

Anyway, he, the boss, has truly experienced happiness from it.

Well, it’s so much fun to fall!

"That's right. I was drunk and confused. I forgot that Yiyi is the person in charge of this work. You can rest first and I'll call her to write the copy."

"Hey, Secretary Li, stop pretending to be dead. Your boss is asking you to get up and write copy, hahaha..."

There was a muffled sound from the receiver, followed by Zhao Wanqi's malicious laughter.

"Where are you shooting? You rotten girl!"

"You want me to write copy? Is he right? It's off duty now, and the company doesn't belong to me. Most of the money I earn belongs to him. I'm just a worker. You can let him have fun."

"It's okay to exploit me every day in the company. What time is it now? He still wants me to work overtime to write copywriting. He is so shameless. I won't take care of him."

"Dududu..."

Wen Yan hung up the phone decisively.

He believed in Li Yiyi's professionalism. No matter how much she complained, she would definitely complete the work she was supposed to do with quality and quantity.

Besides, Shenji also has her share, and she is truly the third largest shareholder.

Although, Shenji has only three shareholders.

…

"You guys call at this time every day, just like she said, talking about life and ideals?"

Just as he hung up the phone, Wen Yan heard Wang Luoqi's incomprehensible voice of joy and anger.

Today, I managed to escape the sneak attack of the local gangsters, thereby saving my dear waist. With the help of both sides, I resolved the conflict between the two sisters and avoided the appearance of the Shura field by narrow margins.

He even took the opportunity to use his superb speaking skills to get rid of the shackles of Sister Luo Qi's possessiveness and gain enough freedom from her.

But I didn't expect that at this last moment, I would capsize!

Alas, there is no way to escape the calamity that is due. Could it be that this calamity is destined for me? Wen Yan thought secretly in his heart.

"Sister Luo Qi, you should have heard it just now. Sister Wanqi's mouth full of wine belches means she is drunk. How can you take what she says now seriously?"

Wen Yan helped Wang Luoqi analyze rationally:
To be continued...