Zhuo Yifan lay on his back on the swivel chair, like a salted fish with hopeless life.

Sun An, the assistant next to him, was a little nervous, but he also came over carefully and said, "Boss, why don't I call again? Maybe Teacher Fang just has a dead phone, and it's turned on again now..."

Zhuo Yifan waved his hand and said, "No, I know my master, he must be angry."

Sun An was also a little worried when he listened to him saying this.

Zhuo Yifan quickly sneered again: "I knew Luo Yi was not a good person. Since he came, my master has not encountered any good things. Now he has copied it and let my master take the blame! I want to see my master and expose the hypocritical face of the garbage!" He and his master Fang Jingyao both do Chinese comics, especially his master Fang Jingyao, who is quite famous in the circle. Luo Yi landed halfway to Fang Jingyao, and he has some real skills, but he is a little worse than them. Zhuo Yifan usually looks down on him.

In particular, Luo Yi always likes to use "take-based ideology" and often takes advantage of his master.

So after Zhuo Yi saw Luo Yi copying the comic he made a storyboard, he made a quick decision and fought with Luo Yi. He broke up from Weibo to finding a lawyer, and acted like he was either you died or I died. He wished he could pinch the scum away that day.

But it was not Luo Yi who left, but his good-looking master Fang Jingyao.

After Zhuo Yifan learned that Fang Jingyao had left the capital, his anger suddenly became silent, feeling so uncomfortable that he didn't want to do anything. The person he wanted to protect the most was gone, who would he fight for?

The assistant comforted him, "Maybe Teacher Fang wants to be quiet now?"

Zhuo Yifan looked at him.

Sun An said hard: "Actually, this is really hard to say. Look, those paintings were originally plotted by Teacher Fang for us. After that, he asked his partner to use them..."

Zhuo Yifan corrected him coldly: "It's plagiarism, pay attention to your words."

Sun An changed his words: "Luo Yi asked him to plagiarize, but Luo Yi is a partner of Teacher Fang, who is from their studio. Once you tell me, Teacher Fang is in trouble. I think he doesn't want to care about anyone anymore, and I'll hide from Qingjing by myself."

Zhuo Yifan thought for a while and asked him seriously: "How many days do you think my master will come back?"

Sun An thought that he probably wouldn't be able to come back.

But when he really answered, he still said to him: "You have to wait for a while, maybe a few months."

Zhuo Yifan frowned, his little face turned bitter. He was young and had a baby face. He usually looked delicate and beautiful. At this moment, his sad look was exposed on his face. Just looking at him, he wanted someone to speak up and coax him. But Sun An didn't dare. This ancestor was usually well-behaved and cute in front of Teacher Fang, and behind him was a big demon with his tail shaking behind him. He couldn't surrender and didn't dare to say a word.

Zhuo Yifan lay on the table quietly for a while, tilted his head and looked aimlessly at the side, sucked his nose and said, "I miss my master..."

Sun An was carefully drawing the lines. They had a lot of work today, and he had not finished his work.

Zhuo Yifan felt so aggrieved: "I usually treat my master as my father, why do you think my father doesn't want me?"

Sun An buried his head in his work and heard it, "Why do I call Mr. Zhuo?"

Zhuo Yifan: “…”

"Mr. Zhuo misses you very much, and he is your blood-related father." Sun An looked up at him and said with a little sadness: "The boss is not good. You are a typical Erectra complex, and you have an Oedipus complex. You are not in love with your own father!"

Zhuo Yifan: "You know nothing."

He turned his head to the other side, stopped looking at Sun An, and snorted: "He is the best master in the world."

Sun An was heartbroken for Mr. Zhuo for a moment, and then he heard the little boss suddenly speak there: "But I think you are right."

Sun An was stunned: "Ah?"

Zhuo Yifan suddenly raised his head and looked at him with bright eyes: "My master won't come back, but I can go find him!" He suddenly became excited, stood up and started to pack up his things. After stuffing a bag in a mess, he pulled over a coat next to him and was excited to leave, "Sun An, help me book the air ticket, and you need the fastest flight!"

Sun An: “…?!!”
Chapter completed!