After lunch, Zhuang Yan made a phone call to Fang Yun, originally wanting to ask if the three people she came to report were already in place, but she didn't expect Fang Yun to be at school, and she was taking the three of them to the personnel report.

"Well, I'll go to the office now, you can just go to my office after you bring them to work. ”

After giving a command, Zhuang Yan went to the office in a leisurely manner.

After waiting for a while, Fang Yun came to the office with three people.

Because we had talked about each other in the previous interviews, we all knew each other.

Three people, two men and one woman, the woman's name is Liu Xuan, in her early thirties, she used to drive a taxi for a while, and now her children are in school, so she wants to find a 9-to-5 job.

Although it is not necessarily 9 to 5 to work as a driver for Zhuang Yan, it is definitely more leisure time than driving a taxi, and it is much easier.

The other two men, one tall and fat, the other of medium stature.

The tall man is called Xi Jun, and the short man is called Zhang Bin.

When they met again, Zhuang Yan asked Fang Yun to pour a glass of water for each of them and let them sit down on the sofa.

Zhuang Yan himself sat down, "Maybe you are all strange, the previous recruitment notice said that it was only one driver, and now you are all here." ”

The tall man Xi Jun smiled, "Really, I just came to see the two of them and thought they had to take a retest, I said in my heart that the beautiful woman called us and asked people to come to the company, and I was still nervous, until I joined the company." ”

The other two also nodded, indicating that their thoughts were similar to Xi Jun's.

"Well, actually, I thought about it later, one driver was not enough, so I recruited all three. How's it going, you've just entered a new environment, do you need time to get used to?"

"No, no, it's just a job of driving anyway, so you don't have to get used to it. "Xi Jun is obviously the most talkative of the three, so he has always been talking.

Zhuang Yan smiled, "Since that's the case, then I'm not welcome, I have a few friends coming from Yanjing in the afternoon, and they may need two cars, so I have to trouble two of you to come with me to pick up the airport." ”

He himself is not ready to drive, the road to the airport is relatively long, maybe his dream in the middle of the reversal, directly on the highway cool.

Hearing that there was a task, the three of them volunteered, and Zhuang Yan finally ordered Xi Jun and Liu Xuan.

In addition to his car, Zhuang Yan found another business car, which was bought when Yao Qian was there before, and when he went to Yanjing, the car was left at the school.

A group of people, two cars went straight to the airport.

Liang Qichao's family came with three people, two of them and his wife, plus Liang Sicheng, a student of Zhuang Yan. Ma Yuanshan is the commander of the light pole, and as for the family, he is ready to settle down here and then take it over.

The pick up was smooth and it was just time for a meal when they came back.

Zhuang Yan took them to the restaurant for dinner again, because they hadn't settled down yet, although Liang Qichao and Ma Yinchu were both more addicted to alcohol, they still didn't drink a drop of alcohol.

Love to drink is love to drink, and they can still distinguish the priorities of things.

As for their residence, Zhuang Yan had already arranged it, and he cleared two houses next door to him, and he had already asked someone to buy them.

But if they really want to live, pots and pans or something, they have to buy them themselves.

Liang Si came to attend high school in Yanjing, this time Liang Qiyue came and took him directly to transfer to another school, and the procedures had already been completed, and it was in Jinling Normal High School, which was not very far from Shizhong College.

Liang Sicheng is in his third year of high school this year, and it is said that it is very risky to transfer now, but he is destined to go to Shizhong College, and with his grades, it should not be very difficult to be admitted to Shizhong College.

Besides, even if he can't pass the exam, Zhuang Yan will recruit him in.

Zhuang Yan is not rigid, and Liang Sicheng's piece of jade is also worth his doing.

Liang Sicheng is not an ordinary high school student, he had several articles in well-known newspapers and magazines when he was a freshman in high school, and he was also well-known in his previous school.

In fact, several universities have approached him before, hoping to send him directly to their school, but Liang Sicheng has never agreed.

After sitting in Liang Sicheng's new house for a while, Zhuang Yan went back to his room, but his mobile phone rang as soon as he entered the house.

It's an international call.

Zhuang Yan was a little surprised, after all, he has fewer friends abroad, and there are very few people who know their number, except for Sinclair, who has come to Jinling, it seems that only Romain Rolland has this mobile phone number.

Could it be Romain Rolland?

Zhuang Yan answered the phone with some confusion.

A young man's voice came from the other side of the phone, "Is that Mr. Zhuang Yan?"

Some familiar Chinese pronunciation.

"Are you...... Neil?" Zhuang Yan recognized this voice, and he was a little strange, because Neil should not have his own number.

"Mr. Zhuang, do you still remember me, is it like this, I was commissioned by Mr. Marcel Proust to talk to you on the phone this time, I don't know if you still have an impression of him?"

Marcel Proust certainly had the impression that he had mentioned it in his article two days ago.

Then a man on the other end of the line spoke a piece of French, and Neil translated, "Greetings to Mr. Marcel." ”

"Hello, hello. ”

"Mr. Marcel said that he had asked for your telephone number from Mr. Romain Rolland, and called suddenly, and I beg your forgiveness if you were offended. ”

"It's okay. ”

"I called this time because today Mr. Marcel saw an article written by you about the stream of consciousness and mentioned him, and he was very interested, so he wanted to talk to you. ”

Neil then began to translate for Marcel.

"Mr. Zhuang Yan, one of your articles made me feel a lot of emotion, and after a short chat at the banquet, I actually felt that you knew me better than myself. Honestly, I didn't know that my own literary ideas were called streams of consciousness. I think this time it must have come from your wild thoughts. ”

Marcel said a long list, Zhuang Yan was also a little surprised, he didn't expect that an article he wrote casually would be seen by Marcel.

Of course, it could also be because his name appeared on it, and all the people specifically looked for him.

The stream of consciousness that he said later at that time was actually the originator of the person on the other end of the phone.

The originator of the stream of consciousness asks himself for the stream of consciousness, and this feeling is indescribable.

"It would be my pleasure if my article could give you something to gain. Zhuang Yan said with a smile.

"I'm going crazy, I've been in a state of self-doubt until I met you, and I don't think what I'm holding on to is really an artistic ......"11