Under the stares of passersby who looked at them like idiots, the two fled in a fluster.
But as they ran, both started laughing, running and laughing at the same time.
Now even their thoughts were so in sync-the same little streak of pride, the same habit of saying what they did not mean, yet speaking in unison. It felt as though the two of them were one person.
Qiu Wuji pulled Chu Ge into a milk tea shop. They each ordered a peach oolong with milk foam and slurped away while taking out their phones to see how to book tickets to Sea Music Park.
There was no need to ask whether they wanted to go anymore. Of course they did.
But the so-called trial opening was not until the day after tomorrow, and those tickets were probably hard to get, already snapped up by the trendy crowd. No, never mind whether they had sold out-the two searched for ages without even figuring out where to book them.
Qiu Wuji simply opened the all-purpose Zhu Mengmeng's WeChat chat. "Mengmeng~"
Zhu Mengmeng immediately exploded on the other end. "Qiu! Wu! Ji! You have the nerve to show your face! I've never seen anyone so shameless!"
"Huh? What's wrong? What's wrong?"
"Is this your company or mine? You're the majority shareholder! You've washed your hands of everything and disappeared for nearly a week. I used to spend every workday drinking tea and listening to the zither, and now I'm here working for you every day? Are you even human?"
"Wasn't that because all those handsome young guys keep gathering around you, calling you 'Sister Mengmeng,' and you love hearing it?"
"...Drop dead! I do not!"
"I'll treat you to dinner sometime..."
"What good is dinner? We're a Comics Studio, and you