Huo Chengzhou slightly raised his eyebrows: "think for yourself."
Joanne tilted her head: "... You're older than me, or I'll call you brother?"
Huo Chengzhou gave her a chopstick pickled cabbage: "eat your food!"
Hearing the depression in the man's tone, Joan hooked her lips and bowed her eyes to eat.
What else can you call him?
Cheng?
husband?
Obviously not particularly appropriate.
Ah Cheng shouted when he was acting, husband... Not to mention.
As for brother Cheng, he doesn't want to!
Therefore, it can only be Mr. Huo.
……
Although they didn't have a particularly pleasant time at lunch, at noon, Joan used her lunch break to write the final lullaby and recorded it to give it to Huo Chengzhou.
At that time, Huo Chengzhou was closing his eyes in the game room.
Recently, he didn't sleep in Joan's room, and the sleep quality began to decline sharply at night, which made him a little bored.
Joanne knocked on the door and handed over a small white speaker with a palm size: "I sorted out the previous lullaby and added one I just played today, a total of ten. Here you are."
Huo Chengzhou's sight fell on the white speaker and didn't raise his hand to pick it up: "your lullaby is useless. You can only sleep three or four hours after listening to it. It's not enough."
Joan fumbled the stereo in her hand and put it on the table: "this is the only thing I can do. In fact, if I have insomnia, it's more reliable to find a doctor."
"Looking for a doctor?" Huo Chengzhou took the small speaker and played it for a while: "if the doctor is easy to use, I don't have to go to your room to sleep."
Joanne wants to say, or you try to sleep with your first love?
Of course, she dared not say that.
If the man is really lovelorn, it is to sprinkle salt on his wound.
In fact, Huo Chengzhou wanted Joan to invite him to sleep in the room, but when he saw that Joan didn't seem to have any reaction, he frowned slightly. He said, "thank you for your stereo. You can go."
Joanne nodded, "OK."
After that, she really turned and left without saying a word of nonsense.
Looking at the fast closing door, Huo Chengzhou was helpless at the bottom of his eyes. He took the stereo and played it. The soothing and smooth piano music began to flow in such a large room.
Ten minutes later, Huo Chengzhou was really sleepy.
He simply lay down on the sofa and began his lunch break.
……
The next morning.
After breakfast, Huo Feng arrived with adhesive tape on his face. His black and blue face was just a little better. He knew he was fighting with someone at a glance.
Huo Chengzhou raised his eyes and looked at him: "what's the matter?"
Huo Feng scratched his head: "it's all right, just... Be brave."
Huo Chengzhou knew that Huo Feng had always been a reliable person, so he didn't ask much, but there was a dispute at the bottom of his eyes.
"I'm going to talk about cooperation today. How do you meet people like this?"
Huo Feng: "... What should I do?"
Huo Chengzhou turned around and saw Joan coming with her bag. He twirled his fingers: "let Lin Yu take me. You take Joan. By the way, help her check whether there is anything lost in the house."
Huo Feng nodded and quickly took the bag in Joan's hand: "sister-in-law, I'll take it for you."
Joanne: "... Please."
Huo Chengzhou looked over: "Joan, the piano house must have been a thief, but I don't know what I stole. Let Huofeng check it for you."
Joanne nodded, "OK."
"I have a cooperation to talk about this morning. I can't go there until this afternoon."
"Yes." Joanne nodded, "just be busy."
Joan found that Huo Chengzhou was busier than ever recently, which made her worry a little more.
What is the relationship between Huo Chengzhou's Huoke technology and Dingcheng technology?
Or is Shangcheng game jointly developed by the two companies?
Along the way, Joan was thinking about this problem, but she couldn't understand it, so she asked Huofeng: "Huofeng, is Huoke technology cooperating with Dingcheng technology?"
"Yes." Huo Feng took a look in the rearview mirror: "my sister-in-law also likes playing games?"
"No." Joanne shook her head: "I don't play games..."
"It's good not to play games." Huo Feng sincerely sighed: "the boss has been a little depressed recently because of playing games..."
Speaking of this, Joan suddenly asked, "I heard Huo Chengzhou talk about it a few days ago. He seems to be lovelorn. What's the matter?"