Chapter 6 Rumors "I can't appear in the company recently.
If you have any problems, report them to me in time.
Secretary Jin, who felt that he had a heavy responsibility, nodded solemnly.
Zhong Yibin lowered his head and glanced at his phone, got up and sent Secretary Jin out.
When he walked to the foyer, he suddenly remembered: "Do you still remember my email password?"
"You forgot."
Secretary Jin was startled.
He remembered that his boss always saved passwords on his mobile phone and computer to log in automatically.
He probably wouldn't remember it when he switched to Chu Qin's home computer.
"I'll send it to your mobile phone later."
Zhong Yibin nodded, indicating that he could leave.
When Secretary Jin left, Zhong Yibin's serious and deep expression immediately disappeared, and he returned to the bedroom with a smile: "Fortunately, you reminded me."
Chu Qin was in the room just now and sent a text message to Zhong Yibin, asking him to ask Secretary Jin for his email password.
The boss's work email and password are usually also known to the secretary, so that the secretary can help handle some unimportant emails.
Chu Qin had seen Zhong Yibin order Secretary Jin to reply to emails before, so he had to be sure that Secretary Jin was right.
With his work email, Zhong Yibin can have a general understanding of his previous work content, so that his secrets 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 watch, but wanted to discuss the unfinished kiss with Chu Qin just now.
"Don't make trouble," Chu Qin couldn't help but laugh as he looked at the big head approaching with a pout, and spread his fingers to hold the beautiful face, "Mr.
President, go to work quickly."
"I have lost my memory, so I don't want to work."
Zhong Yibin followed his pressure on the face and lay down on the bed to cheat.
Chu Qin reached out and poked the itchy flesh on his body: "You have lost your memory.
Can uncle do a physical examination on you?"
Zhong Yibin looked up at him, his clear eyes full of innocence and ignorance.
Chu Qin coughed dryly.
He was used to making trouble and forgot that this guy might not understand now.
Before he finished blaming himself, Zhong Yibin moved his head to Chu Qin's lap and said in a pitiful lolita tone: "Uncle, please be gentle."
"Hahahaha" Chu Qin couldn't help laughing.
The two of them were fighting and fighting, but the little liveliness they had due to memory loss suddenly disappeared.
After drinking some milk for dinner, it was time to go to bed.
Chu Qin's house is not small, but a single apartment with this architectural style has a lot of space and few rooms.
I had never thought of letting Zhong Yibin sleep on the sofa, but now this guy couldn't remember anything.
Facing the clear-eyed lover, Chu Qin was a little embarrassed, always feeling embarrassed about taking advantage of others' danger.
This strange feeling lingered, so Zhong Yibin could only instruct Zhong Yibin to get another thin quilt.
Turning off the lights, the room was quiet, with only the slight sound of wind coming from the air conditioner.
Zhong Yibin was lying next to Chu Qin, staring at him with bright eyes.
In the past few days at Zhong's house, he had not been able to sleep well because everything around him was too strange and made him very nervous.
Now that Chu Qin is by his side, I just feel itchy and warm in my heart, and I can't get enough of it.
He couldn't help but move forward and quietly rubbed his head on Chu Qin's pillow.
Chu Qin felt hot air spraying on his face.
When he opened his eyes, he saw the CEO who had occupied a corner of the pillow: "What are you doing?"
"Did we use to share a bed with each other?"
Zhong Yibin looked at him innocently.
Chu Qin's cheeks turned red before.
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The two of them were on the same bed before.
Something must have happened.
How could they sleep on two quilts?
However, these words were a bit shameful.
Chu Qin wanted to fool him, but when he saw those focused eyes, he compromised and said honestly: "That's not true."
When Zhong Yibin heard this, he threw away the quilt on his body without saying a word.
Chu Qin sighed, raised his hand to lift the quilt, and wrapped Zhong Yibin in it: "The air conditioner is on, put your arms in, otherwise your joints will hurt tomorrow."
"Do your ribs still hurt?"
Zhong Yibin obediently let Chu Qin tuck him in, being careful not to touch Chu Qin's chest.
"It doesn't hurt anymore.
It'll be fine if you just lie down."
Chu Qin yawned.
He had been sleeping in the hospital for the past few days and couldn't sleep well.
Now that he had a familiar body temperature around him, he felt sleepy quickly.
Seeing that he was sleepy, Zhong Yibin stopped talking, rubbed his head against Chu Qin's shoulder, groped for a moment in the quilt, grabbed one of Chu Qin's hands, and sniffed the pillow sideways.
The faint smell of lime was...
Chu Qin’s usual shampoo.
The warm body and familiar smell make people who have had trouble sleeping for several nights feel like a nestling returning to the nest, sleeping extremely sweetly.
The next day, Zhong Yibin began to learn to make breakfast.
Chu Qin stood in front of the kitchen door and gave instructions, frying two eggs and sausages, and heating a pot of milk.
After breaking three eggs and frying one egg, it was successfully made.
The early morning sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the wooden dining table.
The blue plaid tablecloth is in soft tones.
The lemonade in the open-top glass bottle shines with crystal light, making it look quiet and beautiful.
Chu Qin forked a piece of fried egg and put it to his mouth.
Under the gaze of a pair of eyes waiting for praise, he felt a lot of pressure and stuffed a piece into his mouth.
"The frying was good, the heat was just right, but the salt is a bit salty and it doesn't taste good when used to fry eggs.
Just go to the supermarket and buy some snowflake salt another day."
Chu Qin said without changing his expression.
Zhong Yibin tasted it himself, and quickly drank the water because it was so salty.
Just as he was about to say something, Chu Qin's cell phone rang.
Chu Qin signaled him to eat quickly and picked up his cell phone.
It was a call from the director of the program team.
"Today?"
Chu Qin glanced at Zhong Yibin opposite and hesitated, "I may have to rest this week."
"Just add a few scenes, otherwise this episode won't be broadcast."
The director looked at the video and sighed.
The episode that replaced last week's "Looking for Money and Food" was supposed to be broadcast in the next episode, but the content of the program involves the promotion of a movie, which will be released this week.
The film crew found the top management of Shengshi and tried their best to put this episode into broadcast that week.
This resulted in the time of the two previous issues recorded by Chu Qin not matching up.
Because the program will involve some time-based sentences, such as "It's Army Day soon" and "Today is the birthday of senior xx", etc., we have to re-record a few scenes.
The program "Kissing Hodgepodge" was created by Chu Qin.
It will be in its eighth year soon.
He values this program more than anyone else.
It was necessary to make up the footage, otherwise the two episodes would not be broadcast, so Chu Qin agreed and made an appointment to go there at two o'clock in the afternoon.
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The program team at Shengshi TV breathed a sigh of relief, because there were particularly interesting scenes near these lines that they really couldn't bear to cut.
But Chu Qin can't record the show this week, which makes them very sad.
Mr.
Liang, the chief planner of the program, tugged on his hair, sighed and went to the recording studio next door.
Qian Liang was reading the script next door.
His own talk show was going to be recorded this afternoon.
When he saw Teacher Liang coming over, he stood up and said hello.
Teacher Liang is a little old man with thin hair.
Although he looks old-fashioned, his creativity is not inferior to that of young people, and he has a high status in the stage.
"Little money, over there at the hodgepodge, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you again this week."
Teacher Liang was a little embarrassed.
Qian Liang grimaced, took out his cell phone, opened Weibo, and handed it to Teacher Liang: "Look, I'm almost being scolded on the Internet."
The Weibo interface is the official Weibo of Qinqin Hodgepodge.
Teacher Liang spent a whole day browsing it yesterday, so of course he knows what netizens are talking about.
The scolding was exaggerated, just mocking money and food in various ways.
Because Qian Liang is from a national TV station, he always looks serious.
Although his talk shows are also entertainment in nature, they are more literary and humorous, which is different from Chu Qin's fun-loving show.
The audience couldn't accept it for a while, and they all compared Chu Qin with him, saying that he had a fish-eye coffin face because of money and food, and all kinds of swipes asked Chu Qin to come back.
"But we hired Mu Chen for this issue.
You know his schedule.
It's good to be able to spare one day.
It's impossible to wait until Chu Qin resumes work."
Teacher Liang is also in a dilemma.
Although there are still two issues left, he can still hold on.
You can't let the best actor wait.
"What happened to Chu Qin?"
On the other side of the recording studio, several staff members gathered together and whispered.
"There was an accident and I was injured and hospitalized."
The manager of the hodgepodge program team sighed.
"Hey, I heard that it was because Chu Qin and Mr.
Zhong were not clear about each other and he was taught a lesson," someone said secretly, "Is it true?"
The makeup artist next door opened the door, and Chen Jiming, the host of a new show, was sitting inside doing makeup.
He heard these words clearly. gd1806102: