In the pure campus, this kiss is like a gentle breeze, but it has set off waves in Zhuo Jiali's heart, and this is the first time that the masculinity has been branded on her lips.

Cen Bowen reluctantly let go of Zhuo Jiali's soft lips for a long time, and then leaned his head on her shoulder and whispered to her.

"Be my girlfriend, okay?"

Zhuo Jiali was still immersed in the sudden storm just now, and the voice of Cen Bowen echoed in her ears in a daze, over and over again.

Cen Bowen looked at Zhuo Jiali, who was at a loss, adjusted his posture, and looked straight at the sky.

"One week, I'll give you a week to think about it, and the same time next Sunday, I'll wait for your reply here. ”

After a pause, Cen Bowen seriously turned the question and answer question into a multiple-choice question.

"There are only two options you need to consider this week – one, you be my girlfriend, and two, I'll be your boyfriend. ”

Listening to Cen Bowen joking so seriously, on weekdays, Zhuo Jiali would have been laughing backwards and forwards for a long time, but here and now, as if connecting two time and space, Zhuo Jiali's thoughts wandered between her childhood and her current self for no reason, sometimes moving like a frenzy, sometimes quiet like a mirror, and finally she didn't know how she followed Cen Bowen to leave the school.

Looking at his daughter who came back in a trance with the sunset, Zhuo Laosan's brows were twisted into knots.

"Xiaoli, what's going on today? I went out without eating in a hurry, and now I'm back like a lost soul, who bullied you? or—"

Zhuo Laosan cautiously tried to say a word.

"Got a fight with your boyfriend?"

As soon as Zhuo Jiali heard the word "boyfriend", she shuddered as if she had been electrocuted, and she hit the sharp corner of the coffee table in the living room without paying attention, and the sudden pain finally woke her up completely.

"What boyfriend? Do I have a boyfriend? I don't have a boyfriend. How can I have a boyfriend?"

In a panic, Zhuo Jiali held back a tongue twister, killed her "boyfriend" four times, and Cen Bowen, who was still driving on the road, felt a chill down her spine inexplicably.

Although Zhuo Laosan is just a big man, Zhuo Jiali looks flustered and behaves strangely, as she said, there is no one around, he really doesn't believe it.

But Zhuo Laosan was about to "torture to extract a confession", Zhuo Jiali preemptively, rushed back to the room, locked the door from the inside, and shouted out:

"Dad, I have to work overtime to catch up with the plan here, Mr. Ying is urging, I won't tell you first!"

If the father and daughter really have a heart, Zhuo Laosan has a mouth, and he wants to ask further, but the room bursts out with a sentence of "Don't quarrel with me", which forcibly suppresses Zhuo Laosan's anger.

Alone, the Huaichun woman in the room buried her head in the soft quilt, and her mind was like a videotape, looping the moving episodes that happened during the day. Although she and Cen Bowen had experienced a lot of things ambiguously before, she really made things clear, and her heart was still like a pool of spring water in turmoil, rippling in circles, spreading and blending, and could not be stopped.

In the following week, Zhuo Jiali thought that she would be entangled in how to answer Cen Bowen's unknown question, but in fact, she was too busy to think about him.

When Shengyuan's project reached the stage of implementation, she was busy dealing with different delivery channels every day, and Wu Baiyang, the owner of Zhidao Technology, one of the most important APP advertising companies, pushed her several times but did not succeed.

The important day agreed with Cen Bowen has finally arrived, and although the answer to him has not yet been determined, Zhuo Jiali got up at eight o'clock and dressed herself carefully, thinking that there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and there will be no talk about what to do.

Looking at herself in the mirror, a touch of red flew up from the corner of Zhuo Jiali's eyes.

At this time, the mobile phone rang suddenly, and Zhuo Jiali couldn't help grinning, are you so anxious to see yourself?

"Miss Zhuo, our Mr. Wu has time to see you today, can you come to our company now?"

Zhuo Jiali pondered for a moment and looked at her watch, it was almost 10 o'clock, and it was still too late to talk for about two hours to get to school.

"Okay, I'll come over now, thank you. ”

Fortunately, makeup, clothes and everything are ready-made, Zhuo Jiali immediately went out and went straight to Zhidao Company.

Because it was Sunday, there was no one else in Zhidao Company, only Secretary Chen was waiting for her.

Secretary Chen looked at Zhuo Jiali, who was carefully dressed up, and politely led her to the reception room, praising "It's so good-looking" in his mouth, but he sneered in his heart, "Dress up for whom".

The reception room of Zhidao Technology is special, in addition to the usual reception tables and chairs, a small glass room is also set up in the corner.

"Miss Zhuo, I'm very sorry, just now Mr. Wu called and said that suddenly a customer wants to talk to him on the phone, it will take about half an hour to arrive, please take a break. Or you can also try out our company's new product - iRead. ”

Secretary Chen invited Zhuo Jiali to the small glass room, and after Zhuo Jiali opened the machine for Zhuo Jiali, he went out.

Zhuo Jiali has nothing to do, so she just plays to pass the time. Before the official start, there was a trial article in the love reading bar, which was used to try and adjust the volume, and Zhuo Jiali read it word by word.

Time passed minute by minute, and Zhuo Jiali read more than a dozen articles when she was bored, but Wu Baiyang had not yet come. Zhuo Jiali couldn't sit still, and walked out of the reception room, only to see that the front desk was dark, and Secretary Chen was nowhere to be found. Zhuo Jiali shouted a few words and no one responded, so she pressed the button of the automatic door of the gate and wanted to leave first, but the gate didn't know if the power was cut off, and there was no response at all.

At this time, Zhuo Jiali was anxious, and hurriedly took out her mobile phone from her bag to find someone to help, but she didn't expect to go home too late from overtime the night before and fall asleep, and she forgot to charge it, and the phone was automatically turned off. Zhuo Jiali was looking for landlines around the company again, what a hell, this company didn't even have a phone.

Zhuo Jiali rummaged through the charger suitable for her mobile phone, but found nothing. Zhuo Jiali banged vigorously on the glass door, but the office building on Sunday, not to mention people, flies and mosquitoes have rested.

Zhuo Jiali sat by the door, leaning against the cold glass, and watched the time pass minute by minute in her watch, twelve, one, two, three, four, five......

Zhuo Jiali clasped her hands on her knees, her head buried weakly between her arms, and her ears seemed to be raging with a bitter north wind, blowing from head to toe, and the cold was biting.

After some time, the glass door suddenly opened from the outside. Secretary Chen looked at Zhuo Jiali sitting on the ground with a stunned expression.

"Miss Zhuo, why are you still here? Didn't I send you a message when I went out saying that Mr. Wu couldn't come today due to the extension of the conference call, so let you go back first?"

Zhuo Jiali opened her mouth, but found that her dry throat was so hoarse that she couldn't make a sound all of a sudden. She slowly stood up against the door, rubbed her numb legs, and swallowed a few times in her throat.

"My phone was out of battery, I didn't see it, and the door somehow wouldn't open, so I had to stay here. ”

"It's all my fault, when you leave, I see that you are having fun reading it, so it's not easy to disturb, I only left you a message, please forgive me!"

Secretary Chen suppressed the smugness on his lips and pretended to blame himself, thinking that even if you saw the information, you couldn't find me.

Zhuo Jiali didn't have time to entangle with her anymore, and left Zhidao Company in a hurry. When she arrived outside the building, it turned out that it was already dark, and despite her hungry and tired body, Zhuo Jiali ran to the agreed place like crazy.

The dark school gates are locked, imprisoning the boundless void, as if to keep the dishonest out. Zhuo Jiali habitually took out her mobile phone, which was also a black screen, just like her black heart at the moment.

It's a new day on Monday, and Zhuo Jiali returns to Zhenzhong listlessly. As soon as the phone was turned on after charging last night, Cen Bowen's dozens of missed calls and hundreds of unread messages came to his face, and anxiety and disappointment overflowed on the screen. Zhuo Jiali felt very guilty, and she didn't know what to say to Cen Bowen for a while, so she wanted to go back to the company and explain it to him in person.

Zhuo Jiali had just sat down in the office for a while, thinking about the most appropriate time to find Cen Bowen, when Shang Qingyuan's call came.

"Miss Zhuo, you...... Hurry up to the president's reception room. At the end, Shang Qingyuan lowered his voice and added, "The situation is a little bad, you should be careful yourself." ”

Zhuo Jiali "sighed" in her heart, Cen Bowen was going to come to settle accounts with him so early?

Zhuo Jiali took a deep breath and headed to the top floor.

The president's reception room was also in Cen Bowen's office suite, and Zhuo Jiali didn't know whether Cen Bowen was sad or angry because of yesterday's incident, so she bowed her head and walked in.

There were already several people sitting in the reception room.

Fu Ying, Mr. Xie and Shang Qingyuan from the Ministry of Supervision sat on one side, but Wu Baiyang, who had not made an appointment but now came to the door by himself, sat on the other side, and in the middle of the reception room was Cen Bowen with an expressionless face.

Such a strange combination of personnel appeared here, and Zhuo Jiali suddenly felt a wave of confusion and uneasiness in her heart.

"Mr. Cen, what are you looking for me?"

Zhuo Jiali took care of Cen Bowen's emotions and spoke carefully, in Cen Bowen's eyes, this obvious "weakness" couldn't help erasing his only trace of trust, he stared at Zhuo Jiali without saying a word, as if he was torturing the prisoner's police officer with his eyes.

After Shang Qingyuan hesitated for a moment, he stepped forward and pressed the play button of the voice recorder on the table.

"If you don't promise to give me a 10% rebate after the matter is completed, I won't give this business to your company!"

Every word in the audio was clearly knocked on Zhuo Jiali's heart, such a familiar voice turned out to be her own!

Zhuo Jiali had a white face, stood in place, unable to speak for a long time, and there were countless rampant question marks in her mind.

Wu Baiyang changed his posture and put his hands on the table.

"Mr. Cen, yesterday Miss Zhuo asked me to go to my company, and I greeted me with delicious food and drink, and wanted to reach a happy cooperation with you. Although our company is insignificant compared to your Zhenzhong Group, but so bluntly threatened me with kickbacks, I didn't agree to her and made a lot of noise, it is really too deceitful!

Yesterday?!

Zhuo Jiali finally understood what she was doing, no wonder she had to try to read a messy article! To extract sound to form a paragraph, for a technology company, especially a technology company like Zhidao that can make video and audio products that love to read, it is really easy.

"I didn't!"

Zhuo Jiali, who came to her senses, rushed out, and Cen Bowen seemed to have come out of the ice and snow, ignoring Zhuo Jiali's weak rebuttal.

"So yesterday, you were just busy with this?"

The chill in Cen Bowen's eyes made Zhuo Jiali shiver.

"No, that's not how it happened!"

"Then tell me what's going on!"

Cen Bowen's fury shook everyone present like a lion's roar.

Zhuo Jiali really heard her heartbroken voice of despair from his distrust, and spilled it all over the ground.

In the silent reception room, Zhuo Jiali's low voice finally sounded.

"At this point, I have nothing more to explain. ”

Cen Bowen wanted to hear Zhuo Jiali explain to himself, begging for forgiveness, about the reason why he didn't come to the appointment yesterday.

But she didn't.

Cen Bowen felt a pain in his heart, even if he waited for hours yesterday, there was no pain.

"Get out! Get out of Zhenzhong Group immediately!"

Zhuo Jiali bit her lip and bled out the blood, only to suppress the turbulence in her eyes, silently took off the employee card and put it on the table, and turned away gloomily.

As soon as she walked out of the office with a box containing her personal belongings, the news that she had been fired by the president had spread throughout the department.

Rong Qianqian, who liked to get rid of dissidents, was afraid that Zhuo Jiali would not hear it, so she discussed loudly with the gossipy female compatriots in the seat that "evil has evil retribution", and several activists who loved to hug Zhuo Jiali's thighs before and looked forward to "one person attaining the Tao and the chicken dog ascending to heaven" sat silently in their seats at this moment.

Zhuo Jiali turned a deaf ear to all of this, and Cen Bowen's angry face and cold eyes squeezed her heart without any gap.

Walking out of the Zhenzhong Building in a trance, Zhuo Jiali looked back at the skyscraper from bottom to top, her eyes stayed in the distant place at the top for a while, and then she resolutely turned around, blended into the bustling crowd, and walked in the direction of loneliness.

Cen Bowen stood by the floor-to-ceiling glass window, looking at the endless flow of ant cars below.

"Is she gone?"

Sensing the mood of his senior brother, Shang Qingyuan was also quite empty.

"Well, yes. ”

"Why would she do that?"

Cen Bowen seemed to ask Shang Qingyuan, and he seemed to be asking himself.

Shang Qingyuan shook his head.

"I don't know. ”

Cen Bowen glanced at Shang Qingyuan faintly.

"If you were me, what would you do?"

"I don't know. Shang Qingyuan tested Cen Bowen's face and mustered up his courage.

"However, I may be patient enough to make her clear, after all, the Miss Zhuo I know is not that kind of person. ”

The fog in Cen Bowen's heart was instantly cleared a lot, did yesterday's chagrin and today's anger really blind him? Is the stubborn and resolute woman in his heart really like this?

"Go get the car, I'm going to go out!"

"Great!"

Shang Qingyuan, who finally took a breath and was in a good mood, hurriedly responded to the order, played the role of a pawn, and ran to the parking lot like a smoke.