Chapter 6 Rumors

"I can't appear in the company recently. Report any questions to me in time." After hearing the company's current situation and the major projects I have to do recently, Zhong Yibin explained to Secretary Jin.

Secretary Jin, who felt that he was responsible, nodded solemnly.

Zhong Yibin looked down at his cell phone, got up and sent Secretary Jin out, walked to the foyer, and suddenly remembered: "Do you still remember my email password?"

"Did you forget?" Secretary Jin was stunned. He remembered that his boss had saved passwords on his mobile phone and computer and logged in automatically. He probably didn't remember when he switched to Chu Qin's computer. "I'll send it to your phone later."

Zhong Yibin nodded and signaled that he could leave.

When Secretary Jin left, Zhong Yibin's serious and deep expression disappeared immediately and he returned to the bedroom with a smile: "Luckily, you reminded me."

Just now, Chu Qin was in the house and sent a text message to Zhong Yibin, asking him to ask Secretary Guan Jin to ask for the email password. The boss’s work email address and password are usually made known to the secretary, so it is convenient for the secretary to help him handle some unimportant emails. Chu Qin had seen Zhong Yibin instruct Secretary Jin to reply to the emails with his own eyes, so Secretary Guan Jin must be accurate.

With a work email, Zhong Yibin can have a rough understanding of his previous work content and will not be exposed when he arrives at the company.

After a while, Secretary Jin sent the password. Zhong Yibin was not in a hurry to read it, but wanted to discuss with Chu Qin about the unfinished kiss just now.

"Stop making trouble," Looking at the big head that was pouting, Chu Qin couldn't help laughing, and opened his five fingers to hold the beautiful face, "Sir, go to work quickly."

"I have lost my memory, so I don't want to work." Zhong Yibin followed the force of his face and lay down on the bed to cheat.

Chu Qin reached out and poked the itchy flesh on his body: "I have lost my memory. Will that uncle give you a physical examination?"

Zhong Yibin looked up at him, his clear eyes full of innocence and ignorance. Chu Qin coughed dryly. He was used to making trouble, but forgot that this guy might not understand now...

Before he could blame himself, Zhong Yibin moved his head to Chu Qin's leg and said in his pitiful loli voice: "Uncle, you have to be gentle!"

"Hahaha..." Chu Qin couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The two of them were having sex, but because of the lack of memory, they suddenly turned into nothing. After drinking some milk for dinner, it was time to go to bed.

Chu Qin's house is not small, but this architectural style single apartment has a large space and few rooms. I never thought about letting Zhong Yibin sleep on the sofa, but now this guy doesn't remember anything. Facing his clear lover, Chu Qin was a little embarrassed and always felt embarrassed to take advantage of others.

This strange feeling was lingering, so I could only direct Zhong Yibin to take another thin quilt.

Turn off the lights, the room was quiet, and only the air conditioner made a slight sound of wind. Zhong Yibin was lying beside Chu Qin, staring at him with bright eyes. He had been unable to sleep well at the Zhong family these days because everything around him was too strange, which made him very nervous. Now Chu Qin is by his side, and he only felt itchy and warm in his heart, and he couldn't even see it.

I couldn't help but move forward and quietly rubbed my head on Chu Qin's pillow.

Chu Qin felt the heat squirting on his face. When he opened his eyes, he saw the president who had occupied a corner of the pillow: "What are you doing?"

"Will we have been alone in bed?" Zhong Yibin looked at him innocently.

In the past... Chu Qin's cheeks turned red. In the past, when the two of them were on the same bed, something must have happened. How could they sleep in two beds? But this was a bit shameful. Chu Qin wanted to fool him, but when he met those focused eyes, he compromised and said to the truth: "That's not..."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Yibin threw away the quilt on his body without saying a word.

Chu Qin sighed, raised his hand and lifted the quilt, and wrapped Zhong Yibin in: "Where is turning on the air conditioner, retract your arms, otherwise your joints will hurt tomorrow."

"Does the ribs still hurt?" Zhong Yibin obediently let Chu Qin tuck him in a quilt, and carefully did not touch Chu Qin's chest.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it's okay to lie down." Chu Qin yawned. He had been sleeping in the hospital these days and couldn't sleep well. At this moment, he had a familiar body temperature around him, and sleepiness quickly came.

Seeing that he was sleepy, Zhong Yibin stopped talking, rubbed his head against Chu Qin's shoulder, and groped in the quilt for a while. He grabbed Chu Qin's hand and sniffed it on the pillow with his face. The faint smell of lime was Chu Qin's usual shampoo. His warm body and familiar smell made people who couldn't sleep well for several nights, like a young bird returning to his nest, sleeping extremely sweetly.

The next day, Zhong Yibin began to learn to make breakfast. Chu Qinli was instructing in front of the kitchen door, frying two eggs and sausages, and heating a pot of milk. After breaking three and frying one egg, it was successfully made.

The morning sun shines on the log dining table through the floor-to-ceiling window. The blue plaid dining cloth is soft tones, and the lemonade in the open glass bottle is shining with crystal light, which looks quiet and beautiful. Chu Qin puts a piece of fried egg on his lips and looks at him. Under the eyes opposite him waiting for praise, he feels very stressed and stuffed it into his mouth...

"It's good to fry, the heat is just right, but the salt is a bit salty and it's not delicious to use for fried eggs. Just go to the supermarket to buy some snowflake salt another day." Chu Qin said without changing his face.

Zhong Yibin tasted it himself, it was so salty! He quickly drank a sip of water. Just as he was about to say something, Chu Qin's cell phone rang.

Chu Qin signaled him to have dinner quickly and pick up his cell phone. It was called by the director of the program team.

"Today?" Chu Qin glanced at Zhong Yibin opposite him and hesitated, "I may have to rest this week."

"Just make up a few shots, otherwise this episode will not be broadcast." The director sighed as he watched the video there.

The episode that was last week when I asked for money and food to replace me was supposed to be broadcast in the next episode, but the content of the program involved the promotion of a movie, and the movie will be released this week. The film crew found the senior executives of Shengshi and tried their best to put this episode to the week. This led to the two episodes recorded by Chu Qin before that time was not up to par.

Because the program involves some sentences on time, such as "It's Army Day soon" and "Today is Senior XX's birthday", we have to re-record a few shots.

The program "Kiss Hotpot" was created by Chu Qin. It is about to be the eighth year. He attaches importance to this program more than anyone else. It is necessary to add shots, otherwise neither of these two episodes will be broadcast, so Chu Qin agreed and made an appointment to pass at 2 o'clock in the afternoon.

The program team on Shengshi TV was relieved because there were particularly interesting scenes nearby these lines, so I really couldn't bear to cut them off. But Chu Qin could not record the program this week, which made them very melancholy. The program chief planner, Teacher Liang, pulled his hair and sighed to the studio next door.

Qian Liang was in the stands next door. His own conversation program was going to be recorded this afternoon. When he saw Teacher Liang coming, he stood up and said hello. Teacher Liang is a sparsely-haired old man. Although he looks old-fashioned, his creativity is not inferior to that of young people. He has a very strong position in the stage.

"Small money, the hodgepodge, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you this week." Teacher Liang felt a little embarrassed.

Qianliang was so bitter that he took out his cell phone and opened Weibo, and handed it to Teacher Liang: "Look, I'm almost scolding me on the Internet."

The Weibo interface is the official Weibo of "Kiss Hotpot". Teacher Liang browsed it for a day yesterday, and of course he knew what netizens were saying. It was exaggerating to say that he scolded him, just ridicule money and food.

Because Qian and Jin were born in the state, they always looked serious. Although his conversation programs were also entertainment-oriented, they were more literary and cold and humorous, which was different from Chu Qin's jokes and crazy show. The audience couldn't accept it for a while, and compared Chu Qin with him, saying that money and Jin died of fish eyes and coffin faces, and all kinds of screens were flooded with the screen to ask Chu Qin to come back.

"But you have invited Mu Chen this time. You know his schedule. It's already good to be able to make up for a day. It's impossible to wait until Chu Qin resumes work." Teacher Liang was also embarrassed. Although there are still two periods to continue, we can't let the actor wait.

"What's wrong with Chu Qin?" On the other side of the studio, several staff members gathered together and murmured in a low voice.

"Something happened, I was injured and hospitalized." The hodgepodge program team sighed.

"Hey, I heard that it was because Chu Qin and Mr. Zhong were not clear about it and were taught a lesson," someone said secretly, "Is it true?"
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