Peninsula Steel Love

Chapter 77
It was almost noon the next day, and Zhou Jing woke up from his lethargy. In fact, he was also woken up by hunger, with a dizzy head and a little pain from time to time.

After he returned to the apartment last night, he might have drank a little too much liquor and felt his mouth dry, so he took a few cans of cold beer from the refrigerator to rinse his mouth, and ended up drinking it gorgeously.

Zhou Jing's memory only stays in the moment when he finished paying the bill and followed the big team out of the barbecue shop gate. He doesn't remember what happened after that, it's blank.

He rubbed his swollen head, got out of bed, went to the bathroom to take a shower, and opened the window to let in the air. The smell of alcohol in the room was too strong, and even smelling it made him feel uncomfortable.

After washing up, Zhou Jing picked up the mobile phone beside the bed and found that it was out of battery and turned it off, so he took it to the living room to charge it, and went to the kitchen to get some food. Now he is still a little dizzy when he walks. I didn't wake up, the other half was because I was too hungry.

Zhou Jing was going to order some noodles to eat. In the refrigerator, there was eight-treasure sauce that he had cooked before, diced meat, diced carrots, diced potatoes, peanuts, and a poached egg with noodles. It was perfect.

While waiting for the water to boil, Zhou Jing leaned against the door of the kitchen to check his mobile phone, which had just been charged for a while and finally turned on. He found that there were several missed calls last night, all of which were from the same strange number. It was this number that shut down the phone.

Zhou Jing thought about it carefully, trying to remember whether he had given someone else's mobile phone number in that blank memory, but he couldn't remember. Just when he wanted to call back, a figure came from the guest bedroom Ri walked out.

Lu Hai yawned and scratched his messy hair, walked to the living room, and then saw Zhou Jing taking pictures of him with his mobile phone with a smirk on his face, let me go, this is a proper black history, he instantly After waking up, he strode forward and wanted to grab the phone from Zhou Jing's hand.

After sending, Zhou Jing showed his phone to Lu Hai with a smile. He had already posted the ugly picture of waking up to the WeChat group, and the other two in the group all sent tears of laughter.

This group is a private chat group established by Zhou Jing and Lu Hai. Originally, Lu Hai wanted to bring Song Qian in, but Zhou Jing refused. Why are a group of old men chatting and bringing a girl in.

"Brother, what are you eating for breakfast? I'm about to starve to death." At this point, Lu Hai also gave up struggling and turned his attention to solving the problem of hunger.

"It's still morning, it's almost noon. Let me order some noodles. I drank too much yesterday, so let's make it up today." Zhou Jing put down his phone and went to see if the water on the stove was boiling. "Where are Zhitao and Yi Xin?"

Lu Hai yawned and replied: "The two of them went downstairs to wash up. The three of us wanted to have supper last night, but found out that you were already snoring on the bed. We were so tired that we didn't want to move. You are now asleep."

Zhou Jingjing nodded, and began to prepare noodles for four people, and at the same time asked Lu Hai to call Zhitao and Yi Xin to eat together.

"Brother Zhou, when will your book be updated? It's not enough to read." When the four of them were eating noodles together, Yi Xin suddenly spoke.

"What book are you talking about?" Zhou Jing looked up at Yi Xin in surprise.

"It's the "Battle Hymn of Glory", the three of us are reading it." Zhitao rushed to respond with a poached egg in his mouth.

It turned out that when Lu Hai and the others came to eat a few days ago, they happened to encounter Zhou Jing in the middle of typing, so when Zhou Jing was busy in the kitchen, they saw this book on Zhou Jing's computer.

They didn't expect that Zhou Jing would actually write a Korean entertainment novel, so they downloaded it at a certain point out of curiosity and started chasing after the book, occasionally giving rewards or something, but Zhou Jing didn't know it kid.

He looked at the three little brothers in front of him speechlessly, Zhitao was spouting all kinds of tricks, saying how superficial the understanding of the brokerage company was in this book, and many things in the entertainment circle were not like this Yes, blah blah. . .However, they are quite interested in some of the passionate plots in the book.

Not wanting to hear their beeps anymore, Zhou Jing took the phone and went back to the bedroom, found the strange number from the call log and called.

In Tara's practice room, Zhiyan was sitting on the floor looking at her cell phone with an unhappy expression on her face. Last night, she called Director Zhou several times, but she kept calling until the other party's cell phone was turned off and didn't answer it. Ben was so mad. baby.

"What's the matter? Still angry because the phone didn't get through." Sitting next to her, Eun Jing put her arms around Ji Yeon, "Actually, Han Texi's concerns are justified, that Director Zhou said he was our fan , in case there are any bad intentions against us, it is really difficult to face our current poor situation, and it is estimated that the company will not do anything for us."

"Maza, maknae, Eun Jung is right, and even if you get through the phone, have you thought about what to say?" So Yeon, who was sitting on the chair, also tried to persuade Ji Yeon.

Zhiyan also knows that what O'Neill said makes sense, but she always feels unwilling in her heart. The change in the Chinese market is now the only good news for Tara, and she really wants to know what happened. .

Of course, Agassi's style like Zhou Jing's is just right for her eyes. Just when she was about to explain a few words to the O'Neills, the phone rang, and Zhiyan picked up the caller without paying attention to the number. Telephone.

"Oh no contest..."

Zhou Jing heard the female voice on the phone and felt that he had time-traveled. This scene was too similar to the scene when he called Xu Xian back then. Several missed calls and the strange female voice made Zhou Jing doubt himself. Is the wine not sober yet?

"Anihasai, may I ask who called me before?"

"No one called you, you dialed the wrong number." Then the phone was hung up, it sounded like the girl on the other side was too busy to talk to Zhou Jing.

Zhou Jing shook his head and put down the phone. It turned out that he made a wrong call. At that moment, he thought that the same thing as Xu Xian's phone call would happen. It seems that he was really thinking too much.

Zhiyan hung up the phone in a hurry, she thought that some kind of messy anti called her again, just now she wanted to talk to Erni and was interrupted by the phone, now she wants to continue talking.

Suddenly she thought of something, looked down at the phone number she was calling, and instantly turned into a dull dragon.

Curie seemed to see something, leaned over to look at the phone in Zhiyan's hand, looked up at Zhiyan and asked:

"Maknay, the one you just hung up on just happened to be that Director Zhou's call, right?"

Who am I, where am I, and what did I just do? Long Zaizi sat there in a daze, unable to figure out why he didn't answer the phone number clearly, and somehow thought it was a nuisance call, and finally told Zhou Jing He made a mistake.

The five Ernies looked at their youngest with complicated eyes. In fact, it is not a bad thing not to contact Zhou Jing, but the operation of the youngest is a bit confusing. It seems that the brain may have gone on strike due to eating too little meat recently. .

(End of this chapter)