Chapter 815
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He was always like this. No matter how cold and emotionless his tone was, when he was talking to her, he could always switch to the softest and most affectionate tone.
Song Qingchun's heart softened instantly, and most of the depression in her heart was washed away. She gripped the phone and said in a soft voice, "Su Zhinian, you go do your work tonight, I'm fine …"
Su Zhinian, who was on the other end of the phone, was silent as if he was weighing the veracity of her words.
"… I'm really fine. I'm just annoyed by today's work." To make Su Zhinian believe her, Song Qingchun tried her best to make her tone sound more resentful. She grumbled at Su Zhinian, "I'm so annoyed by the news every day, and do you know what's going on? The content of the news is always the same, and I have to make it big … "
Su Zhinian knew Song Qingchun was a simple-minded person. When she grumbled about something, it meant that she was really upset about it. He listened to her endless grumbling, but he did not show any sign of annoyance. He silently hung up the phone. He did not rush to go back to work, and his expression was more focused than any other meeting he had ever been in.
The sunset outside the window was the most beautiful, and it dyed the whole city red.
Su Zhinian leaned back in his chair, and as he listened to her complain without any repetition, his eyes softened.
Many years ago, when they were in their third year of high school, it was the same. She had gotten into an argument with a classmate at school, and when she got home, she would angrily push open his bedroom door. She threw her backpack on his bed and squatted down in front of him. As she ordered him to pour her water, she started to criticize the other party.
To be honest, he really did not understand why a young girl would have so many grudges. He did not understand why she was so angry at the other party for stealing her limelight.
However, during that year of high school, his favorite time was when she would complain about him like this.
Because only a person who treated another as a reliable existence would unscrupulously voice out all the complaints in the bottom of his heart.
Song Qingchun, who was on the other end of the phone, grumbled, "Aiya, I don't want to talk to you anymore, you won't understand. Why would Big Boss understand the pain of a lowly worker?"
"You don't want to be a clerk? Then we shall be the big boss … "Su Zhinian, who had been listening to Song Qingchun for so long, finally said in a low voice.
"Big boss? Su Enterprise or Song Enterprise? It's not like you don't know that I'm only interested in female casters. Don't tell me you want me to be the big boss of TW? "
"Sure …"
Song Qingchun had only said that casually, but she did not expect Su Zhinian to agree without hesitation.
She was stunned on the other end of the phone.
Su Zhinian agreed so easily to console me, right? But even if it was a consolation, it still fiercely touched her maiden heart.
After a while, Song Qingchun said with a smile, "Fine, I'll stop joking around …"
"Tingting …" Su Zhinian interrupted Song Qingchun lightly.
Song Qingchun paused and heard Su Zhinian say in that same cold tone, "… I'm not joking around."
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