The plot of Quick Wear is always wrong

6

【What the writer wants to say:】

Front row reminder, don't pay too much attention to the system function of 818

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Qi family.

Qi Xiu sat on the bed, holding a small glowing cube in his hand. He frowned and poked it with his fingers. It looked awkward no matter how he looked at it.

He was still not very experienced in using this thing, but this was the result of 818's patient teaching for more than half an hour. From turning it on to using it, he finally learned it all.

The black business card was placed on the pillow, and the person printed on it had a stern face and looked very serious.

Qi Xiu took a look and entered the string of numbers into the dialing interface. Just as he was hesitating whether to call, the interface suddenly jumped and disappeared.

"Beep beep beep~ Beep beep beep~"

A somewhat mechanical female voice suddenly recited a few words, paused for a few seconds, and then 818 in the sea of consciousness also started singing along.

[Beep beep beep ~ the car is coming ~]

This was the song it chose, and because it sounded like there were a lot of 8s in it, 818 liked it very much. Qi Xiu followed its wishes and set it as his cellphone ringtone.

The string of numbers looked familiar. Qi Xiu was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly moved the shaking circle to the green side.

"Hello?"

He spoke first, with some doubt in his voice, and Qin Huai heard it, it was really adorable.

"It's me."

He coughed and cleared his throat. Just as he finished speaking, he heard the man opposite him chuckle.

"Ah Huai."

He shouted softly, Qin Huai turned up the volume of his cell phone and said "hmm" in a calm voice, his heart felt sweet and full, and it was unbearable.

"Are you not busy now?"

Qi Xiu asked, Qin Huai turned his head, looked at the lit computer screen, and nodded again.

"Not busy, how about you?"

"I went home early..."

Qi Xiu changed his position, leaned down on the pillow, and said the same thing as when he was reporting the situation.

"I'm lying on the bed now, getting ready to rest."

"Me too."

Qin Huai turned his chair around and raised his hand to take a document. He flipped through it and signed his name, being careful not to disturb the person on the other end of the phone.

The two of them chatted back and forth, even talking about what they had for dinner. It was already very late, and Qi Xiu's eyelids were twitching uncontrollably. He turned over, put his phone next to the pillow, and looked at his watch.

"It's 11 o'clock..."

He muttered something in a very low voice, but Qin Huai's voice was loud, and when he heard this, he immediately stopped what he was doing and stopped talking.

The night was quiet, and the president's office of Qin Group was also very quiet. Special Assistant Zhou yawned, stood outside the glass window and waved his hand, indicating that he was leaving first.

Qin Huai nodded, and the lights outside dimmed instantly. He saw Special Assistant Zhou turn into the elevator. When the elevator door opened, some light came in, which seemed particularly bright in the dark environment of the office outside.