The First Generation of Celebrities [1980s]

Chapter 28 - Compensation

Zhangyang wanted to explain a few words, but now everyone was looking at her eagerly, especially Ning Xiusi, who was shocked this morning. At this moment, he was also staring at her with burning eyes, and his eyes seemed to be filled with " If you don't let me meet your husband, we won't be friends." Zhangyang felt amused but speechless.

　　With the attention of so many people, she was embarrassed to let everyone's hopes fail. Zhangyang finally nodded. After cheers in the office, she quickly added, "I have to call and ask him first. Do you have time tonight?"

　　"Call, let's call! We'll wait!"

　　Zhangyang: "..."

　　Zhangyang knew the phone number of Ji Xingzhi's office. She took out a small phone book from her bag and opened it. The last line on the page is Ji Xingzhi's handwriting. After the latter decided to marry her, he took the initiative to write the way to contact him in the phone book. This was the first time Zhangyang dialed this number today.

　　We met often at home on weekdays, and even did the most intimate things. Zhangyang didn't feel any embarrassment when facing Ji Xingzhi, but when she heard the "beep" waiting tone coming from the receiver, she actually somewhat nervous.

　　Fortunately, the call was picked up quickly.

　　"Hello? Hello?" It was Ji Xingzhi's voice.

　　Zhang Yang: "It's me."

　　When she said this, she raised her head and glared at her colleagues who were all looking at her in the office.

　　A flash of surprise flashed across Ji Xingzhi's face, "Zhangyang?"

　　"Yes."

　　"Did something happen? What happened?" Ji Xingzhi asked.

　　Zhangyang pursed her lips, and then said quickly: "It's not a big deal. Even my colleagues in my work unit know that we are married. I said I would treat everyone to dinner tonight and ask if you want to come." Zhangyang made this call. She was originally "coerced" by everyone, so she quickly continued: "If you don't have time, then you don't have to come over, really." She said the last words truly 100% innocently, from the heart .

　　It would be best not to come.

　　"Okay, I'll come. Give me your address. Do you want me to pick you up first?"

　　Who knew that her husband, who had only been married for less than a week, could not have a tacit telepathy with Zhangyang, nor could he be separated by dozens of miles away? Kong read his mind and knew what Zhangyang was thinking, so he agreed to be extra happy.

　　Zhangyang held the microphone: "..." After a moment of silence, she sent Ji Xingzhi the place where she planned to have dinner with her colleagues tonight, without asking him to pick her up.

　　After ending the phone call, Zhangyang met the expectant eyes of everyone in the office and nodded, "He will come."

　　The hotel Zhangyang booked was not too far from the newspaper office, and everyone could walk there.

　　She originally thought that Ji Xingzhi would arrive a little late, but when she arrived at the hotel, Ji Xingzhi arrived before her and was already waiting for her at the door.

　　Zhang Yang was originally walking behind and chatting with Ning Xiu Si about the recent news on the island. Liu Yuan, who was walking in front, had already seen Ji Xingzhi, and excitedly turned around and looked at Zhang Yang, "Team leader! Brother-in-law is here!"

Sister, brother-in-law?

　　Zhangyang froze when she heard this title. This title was really unfamiliar. Even in Zhang Nian, she had never heard the latter call Ji Xingzhi that way once. Zhangyang looked up. Ji Xingzhi was standing at the door of the hotel. He was tall and long-legged. Even though he was now wearing regular clothes, he still had an imposing manner when he stood there. With his shoulders stretched out, his spine straight, and his eyes calm, he looked both overly handsome and unapproachable.

　　However, this majesty in Ji Xingzhi was not easy to approach. When he saw Zhangyang behind the crowd, he was instantly wiped out.

　　The moment Ji Xingzhi met Zhangyang's gaze, the corners of his mouth could not help but curve into a soft curve, causing the hard shell on his body to open unconsciously and become a little closer.

　　Ji Xingzhi strode towards Zhangyang's direction and reached Zhangyang's side in a few steps. "Here we come," he said.

　　Zhangyang nodded and then took on the task of introduction.

　　For example, Liu Yuan had dined at the same table with Ji Xingzhi before, and it was the first time for Ji Xingzhi to meet the rest of the people in the newspaper office.

　　Zhangyang was not worried that Ji Xingzhi would feel uncomfortable eating with so many strangers. She only occasionally learned about the widely praised major in the army from her brother's extremely unfair comments about Ji Xingzhi. Sir, how popular you are.

　　Sure enough, not long after they sat at the table, Ji Xingzhi was already chatting with Ning Xiusi. Even Zhou Wei, who didn't like dealing with outsiders, was listening intently to Ji Xingzhi's words.

　　The latter was talking about the recent international situation. Ji Xingzhi's words were concise, but every sentence was very profound, which made many people in the newspaper look at him with admiration.

　　After all, everyone only knew from Liu Yuan and Zhou Wei that Zhangyang's husband was a soldier, but what rank he was in was unclear.

　　Nowadays, there are many gangsters in society who have entered the army for "reform" because of their family connections. No one knew what Ji Xingzhi looked like before meeting him.

　　But now, after several exchanges, a person's knowledge, conversation, and vision cannot be hidden from others.

　　When Ning Xiusi looked at Ji Xingzhi again, there was already a hint of admiration in her eyes.

　　In the past, he only knew that the score he got into Peking University was enough to go to various national defense military universities. People who write pens always have a bit of arrogance that is not humane. But after talking to Ji Xingzhi, Ning Xiusi felt that he was Feel convinced.

　　"Brother Ji, it's not that I look down on people. When I heard people in our office say that Mr. Zhangyang is a soldier, I really felt sorry for her." Ning Xiusi said with a blushing face.

　　What about the top students at Peking University? Anyway, when it comes to drinking, before I even get the white one, I feel dizzy after two glasses of beer, and my words are about to turn into a big tongue.

　　Ji Xingzhi leaned back on the chair. He didn't feel any discomfort when he heard Ning Xiusi's words. He just had a slight smile on his lips. One hand flexibly turned the small white wine cup in his hand, and the other One hand was casually placed on the chair beside Zhangyang.

　　This action is actually a habitual action that a group of grown men often do when Ji Xingzhi and his comrades go out for dinner. But now, for the first time, he was placed on the back chair of a lesbian, who was also his wife. This feeling was a bit strange, but not a bad feeling.

　　While Ji Xingzhi was chatting with Zhang Yang's colleagues, he also focused on taking care of Zhang Yang's movements.

　　There were many people in the newspaper office, so Zhangyang reserved a private room. When eating at the big round table, Zhangyang is used to picking up only the dishes on the plate in front of her. Moreover, even in big hotels, there are rarely round turntables now, so it is even less possible for Zhangyang to stretch her arms to pick up the dishes.

　　Unfortunately, the dishes on this table catered to everyone's tastes, and it seemed that Zhangyang was not the only one who liked sweet dishes among her colleagues in the newspaper office, which led to Zhangyang seeing her favorite dishes placed on the table among her colleagues. In front of me, I was too embarrassed to say anything about changing.

　　Ji Xingzhi noticed this, he stood up directly, took the serving chopsticks, and gave Zhangyang half a bowl of her favorite dish, and then placed it calmly in front of Zhangyang, while seamlessly communicating with Ning Xiu Si just now. said those words in his ears.

　　During the whole process, Ji Xingzhi's eyes seemed to have never officially fallen on Zhangyang. However, Zhangyang, who was now being taken care of, was keenly aware of the vague eyes coming from beside him.

　　She lowered her head and laughed silently.

　　Zhangyang took small sips of the ginger and onion chicken that Ji Xingzhi had given her in the bowl, and suddenly the words that Teacher Zhang said at the dinner table when she and Ji Xingzhi returned to the compound during the Dragon Boat Festival holiday came to mind.

　　She and Ji Xingzhi lived in the same yard every day, but Ji Xingzhi never asked her to cook. She almost forgot that Ji Xingzhi didn't have much time to prepare four or five dishes since he came to the courtyard from the army and then to eat. Therefore, there are only two dishes at home every day, and each dish is what she likes to eat. In a short period of time, Zhangyang didn't even notice that there was anything wrong with it.

　　It wasn't until that day that Zhangyang suddenly understood. 　　

On the one hand, it was true that the two of them couldn't eat that much food, but on the other hand, it was Ji Xingzhi who accommodated her. 　　

The man beside her never said anything, even if he accommodated her for such a long time, he remained silent. 　　

Zhangyang couldn't help but feel a little lost, and subconsciously turned her head to look at the people around him. 　　

Ji Xingzhi is undoubtedly good-looking. He is not wearing a military uniform now, and even though he still has a short haircut, the regular and majestic facial features make people think that he is still very good-looking even with a short haircut. 　　

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile. 　　

The first time she saw Ji Xingzhi, in such a embarrassed and panic situation, she was still amazed by Ji Xingzhi's appearance. 　　

Now it seems that my original vision was really good.

Just when Zhangyang looked at Ji Xingzhi openly, Ji Xingzhi couldn't help it anymore.

　　No matter how good his concentration was, his face felt hot when the person he cared about stared at him so intently.

　　But because he had a dark face and was drunk, it was not easy for people to see him for a while.

　　Ji Xingzhi couldn't tell Zhangyang to stop looking at him in front of everyone, so he had to continue talking to the loud-tongued Ning Xiusi and others. He found Zhangyang's hand under the table and grabbed it as if to warn him. General, Weiwei squeezed Zhangyang's hand hard.

　　Ji Xingzhi thought that the hint he gave was clear enough, but he didn't know that Zhangyang was not afraid of his warning at all and ignored it completely. Even when he pulled Zhangyang's overly soft little hand, Zhangyang tried her best to curled her fingers in his palm and scratched his rough palm mischievously.

　　Ji Xingzhi: "..."

　　If it weren't for the fact that this was his wife, he would really suspect that the person in front of him wanted to make him look embarrassed.

　　Just because of Zhangyang's action, the hidden corner of his heart felt as if it was brushed by a light but fluffy feather, making it unbearably itchy.

　　At this moment, three big words appeared in Ji Xingzhi's mind - need to deal with it.

　　But at this time, the people who caused trouble had no consciousness of making trouble at all. When they saw Ji Xingzhi turning his head to look at him, his undisguised eyes faded away from the coldness that he usually looked at people, and became a little more intense smile.

　　Ji Xingzhi's hand that squeezed Zhangyang couldn't help but tighten a little tighter.