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The winter sun shone on Chou Jie's face. The alcohol from last night had made his skin even paler. He furrowed his brow, suddenly got up from the bed, picked up the phone, and quickly dialed my number.
"Hello, Xiao Peng, it's Chou. I'm really sorry, I drank too much last night."
"I waited for you for a long time, you know," I deliberately taunted him from the other end of the phone, wanting to see his reaction.
"I'll come find you in a bit, and I'll be with you all day today, little one, consider it my way of making it up to you, okay?" He immediately surrendered.
"Alright, I have to go back to the publishing house today. The book launch was very successful, and the office is now extremely busy. Your authentic French charm has become a sensation in the publishing industry. There are fans of yours everywhere in the office, and people are coming just to get your autograph and take pictures with you." I finished getting dressed and pressed the elevator button.
"But in this world of a thousand rivers, I only want to drink from your cup." He teased me on the phone.
"I swear," he said seriously when he saw that I didn't answer.
"I'll punish you by making you have dinner with me tonight. The signal in the elevator is bad, I have to go to work... that's it if I'm late," I hurriedly got on the elevator and headed straight to the publishing house.
"Xiao Peng, hey... hey..."
The publishing house is like a New Year celebration, with banners featuring Teacher Qin's book reviews hanging everywhere, and even red lanterns are hung up. I walked through the messy colorful ribbons and arrived at the office of the president.
"Hey, Xiaolin, this event was very successful, Teacher Qin is also very happy, and now the subscription has exceeded a million. You did a great job this time, and the sponsorship fee was also handled by you. Whenever you have time, please invite Mr. Chou to have a meal together to celebrate and express our gratitude," the president said as he sat in his office chair, handing me an invitation.
"Inviting Mr.Chou Jie to attend the publishing house's celebration banquet this Saturday at 6:30 p.m.," I muttered, and the president smiled at me.
"Kobayashi, I heard that there are often fans of Manager Chou waiting outside the publishing house. I see the girls in the company are also getting excited. You guys, work is work, you have to be down-to-earth. You can't just fall in love with someone at a glance. I may have been a bit harsh, but look at them, they are already not focused on work. You must not be like them. You are a key talent in the company and you need to be clear-headed."
"President, please rest assured, I will work diligently." As soon as I finished speaking, my phone rang, displaying the clear words: Chou Jie. I wanted to find a hole to hide in at that moment. My face turned as red as a small ball, feeling as guilty as a deflated ball. I quickly fled the president's office.
"Hello, I'm working," I answered the call quietly in the bathroom.
"Xiao Peng, I just received a message that I need to go to Canada to check on the business there. I will be on a business trip for a week. My flight is at 3 o'clock this afternoon, and I want to see you before I leave. Is that okay?"
"What? You're standing me up again. You are so unreliable!" I shouted into the phone, completely forgetting that I was in a public space. Someone pushed the door of the restroom, and I lowered my voice.
"Xiao Peng, I'm sorry. When I come back this time, I will spend more time with you, okay? I also want to have more time together." Chou Jie's apologetic voice instantly softened my heart.
"Okay, let's make a pinky promise that we won't break our plans again. I don't want to lose you."
"Pengpai, wait for me," he suddenly became serious on the phone, as if an elder was explaining something to a junior.
After hanging up, I returned to my desk, recalling the conversation with the company president. A chill ran down my spine. Could I have been exposed so quickly?
The chief editor saw the current situation and tapped my desk with a pencil, "Xiao Lin, why have you been daydreaming so much lately? Are you in love or something?"
"No, no, chief editor."
"That's good. Oh my, a Manager Chou has got you all confused. I really don't understand young people nowadays. They're even chasing stars at work."
I quickly grabbed a magazine to cover my face and changed the name in my phone's contacts to "Someone." I breathed a sigh of relief.
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