The person next to the table seemed to have noticed it too. Before Xiao Jing had time to shout, the hem of her skirt disappeared.

Xiao Jing hurriedly caught up and shouted: "Xiaoya!"

Dong Xiaoya, who wanted to run away like this, had no choice but to stop. With an innocent look on her face, she turned around timidly, bowed in embarrassment, lowered her head and said, "Sir."

"I didn't expect that Xiaoya is also a versatile girl." Xiao Jing glanced at the guqin that Dong Xiaoya was holding and said with a smile: "You hid when I arrived just now? What's there to be embarrassed about? If I had known it earlier

Since you are here, I will let you accompany Wan'er."

When the Mirror newspaper had sufficient funds, it had to pay its employees. Mr. Shao, whose family was rich, naturally looked down on these three melons and dates. According to his words, "This little money is not enough for me to go out to a restaurant for a meal!"

"

As a disciple of a high-ranking official, Qin Ziqian definitely didn't like this small amount of money. After Xiao Jing talked a lot, the two of them took a symbolic amount.

But Dong Xiaoya was different. Xiao Jing still remembered the faint but warm smile on her lips when she received her wages for the first time. A job that allowed her to support herself with dignity was the best reward for her.

After all, she had experienced days when she was drifting with the tide like a duckweed and had no one to rely on. Such a life was extremely precious to her.

Last month, Dong Xiaoya asked him to sign and report again, and advanced more than ten taels of silver from the newspaper's account. At that time, Xiao Jing was a little surprised. Xiaoya, the girl in charge of finance, was not a person who spent money randomly.

This can be seen from the fact that the accounts of the newspaper company are kept in order. Then, what is this money used for?

Now, after seeing the old and rough-made guqin in Dong Xiaoya's hand, Xiao Jing finally understood why.

"Xiaoya, this is your fault." He deliberately lowered his face and said, "How come I haven't heard you play the piano once? Are you playing when we are not around? There are no outsiders in the newspaper office. In your spare time, you

It doesn’t hurt to just play it for everyone to hear.”

Dong Xiaoya's head lowered: "Young master, my piano skills are poor, and it is really not good for me to show my shame in front of everyone. When my piano skills improve in the future, I will give you a piece of music."

Xiao Jing shook his head and smiled, and the smile was very warm. "It's not good to show your embarrassment in front of everyone"... Then, why are you running here with Qin in your arms?

He didn't ask Pan Feiyu to call Dong Xiaoya. It must have been that this girl heard Xiao Pan and Shao Ning talking about "the emergency ahead", so she volunteered to follow her, hoping to do a back-up performance to buy some time. But she didn't have time to go on stage.

, Xiao Jing has already rushed back with He Wan'er.

Dong Xiaoya is not He Wan'er who has an unknown origin and regards performing in front of people as much as eating and drinking. For her who was once a rich girl, playing in front of so many people is undoubtedly something that cannot be done. But even if

Even so, she still came, and no one knew what kind of ideological struggle she went through before coming.

"It's okay, you practice slowly, I'm just joking." Xiao Jing smiled and said, "Yuxian plays the piano very well. You can learn more when you have time."

"And here's me, I can also play the piano!" He Wan'er rushed over and held Dong Xiaoya's hand, saying angrily: "You are not allowed to bully Sister Xiaoya!"

He Wan'er met Dong Xiaoya when he came here last time, and the two girls hit it off very well. At this meeting, He Wan'er started chattering endlessly, and Xiao Jing, who wanted her to go back early, had to wait with a wry smile.

After a long time, He Wan'er reluctantly let go of her hand and said, "Sister Xiaoya, I'm going back."

After saying that, she said to Xiao Jing: "Brother Jing, did you just say you wanted to send me off?

Xiao Jing said: "Yes, but I said let Xiao Pan give it to you."

"Oh..." He Wan'er glanced at Pan Feiyu and quietly pouted.

Before she came to the newspaper office last time, she was still looking forward to "meeting Pan Feiyu". After all, the person who reported her was Xiao Pan. Whether it was out of curiosity or gratitude, she wanted to chat with the reporter and teacher.

A few sentences.

However, when I came here, I realized that some people are really not as famous as they are when they meet. The two chatted for a while, and then each lost his battle in a chicken-to-duck conversation.

He Wan'er felt that she and Pan Feiyu were not on the same page, and classmate Xiao Pan was very fond of her. These days, whenever he had free time, he would mention the word "Miss Wan'er," and as a result, Shao Ning specially gave him a nickname, "Miss Wan'er."

"Pan Wan'er".

Ever since Xiao Jing asked him to send He Wan'er back, the boy's mouth had not been closed. Now that he heard Wan'er say that, his rather handsome face immediately drooped.

The bigger blow was yet to come. He Wan'er glanced at Xiao Jing secretly, and said with a smile: "Brother Xiao Pan has been out for a day, and he has to go back to write a manuscript. Why don't you give it to me, Brother Jing?"

Xiao Jing glanced sympathetically at Pan Feiyu, who was about to cry, and whispered: "No, he can go back and rewrite his manuscript in time, but I still have a lot of things to do. It's him, don't be picky.

of!"

"Then, I'll go back on my own and won't disturb you anymore." He Wan'er snorted and turned around to leave, but then turned back to look at Xiao Jing with her pitiful eyes, making her last effort in this way.

Xiao Jing stepped forward and said with a serious face: "It's just nonsense. The scar is really healed and the pain has been forgotten. Are you going to forget what happened at noon now?"

After that, he walked to the empty field without waiting for He Wan'er to speak. Most of the audience had already gone back. When he whistled, the big car he came from ran to the front of the stage. He thought he had made an appointment with someone a long time ago.

.

Xiao Jing only turned around and left after seeing He Wan'er, who could hang two soy sauce bottles, and Pan Feiyu, who was cheerful, getting into the car one after another.

When he got home, the sky was still very bright. As soon as he entered the courtyard, Xiao Jing saw a stranger sitting in the main room, which served as a conference room and the editor-in-chief's office. Dong Xiaoya had just served tea to the guests when he saw him come back.

, hurriedly walked to him and said: "Sir, this official said he wanted to find you, but I don't know what happened."

Xiao Jing nodded. He stepped forward and saluted and said, "I am Xiao Jing. What can I learn from you when I come down here?"

The man looked at Xiao Jing for a few times and returned the greeting: "Young Master Xiao is indeed a talented person. He is worthy of being regarded as one of today's young talents."

Xiao Jing sat down on the main seat, nodded and said: "I don't dare, I haven't asked you how to address me yet."

"My surname is Han." The man said straight to the point: "Today, Han is here to find Mr. Xiao on behalf of my boss. My boss has something to ask Mr. Xiao for help. The details are written in this letter. Please read it.

Down."

He took out a letter from his arms and handed it to him with both hands. Xiao Jing also took it politely.
Chapter completed!