A night of beautiful dreams until dawn.

Han Zhihuan was woken up by the ringing of his mobile phone. Sleepy eyes glanced at it, and suddenly woke up seven points. It turned out to be her sister Han Jingying. I won't have to celebrate my birthday!

"I was so flustered yesterday that I forgot to tell you. I used the excuse of your birthday to trick Han Cheng out. It's a pity that he doesn't like to be lively either, so he didn't appear at the birthday party yesterday. However, he said that in order to celebrate your birthday, he invited you to dinner alone. The time is noon today, and the location is Wujiaochang Tianxiang Fusion Restaurant. I'm a companion. It is the first official meeting of our old Han family. I have one thing to ask for. Han Jingying took a breath and paused when she said that she had something to ask for.

"What?"

"Don't dress too stylishly."

Han Zhihuan sneered. He has always dressed modestly, but he is influenced by fashion and wears some decorative jewelry.

"Brother Han Cheng is very traditional. When we meet for the first time as adults, you and I don't want to scare him. Sister Han Jingying instructed seriously.

"Got it. I took off all the studs, rings, and accessories. But are you in the middle of the day now? Han Zhihuan asked the doubts in his heart.

"Rest assured. The private room to order with your name. Well, I'm dressed up in disguise, and no one will recognize me! ”

Han Zhihuan hung up the phone, and he didn't feel sleepy. Thinking that he has been absent for half a month, even if he doesn't punch in, he should report to the company. So I just got up.

Mother and aunt have breakfast in the restaurant.

Mother is very maintenance-oriented, so the breakfast is extremely generous. Fish, eggs, vegetables, fruits, whole grains, milk, etc., are abundant, and there is no need to worry about eating fat.

The aunt had a layer of indifferent smile on her face, and her gaze at Han Zhihuan was no different from usual.

Han Zhihuan is self-sufficient, serving a bowl of salad from a large vegetable and fruit salad bowl, mixing a spoonful of salad dressing by himself, pouring a glass of fresh orange juice in the refrigerator, two slices of toast and a slice of cheese, and Svenwen eats it.

"Zhihuan. When are you free to accompany me to the kindergarten? The Dean asked about you last time. Mother asked Han Zhihuan with a smile.

The Nursery is a semi-private orphanage. The dean is the one who raised the funds to build the park. She used to be a successful businesswoman at a gallop. Since the failure of his marriage, he has been on the tip of the horns and insisted on becoming a monk in a nunnery. The master of the nunnery saw that she was not over, so she was only allowed to lead her to practice and be a lay disciple.

Sure enough, by chance, the unmarried businesswoman became the director of the orphanage. She took out two townhouses and applied for the establishment of a semi-public and half-private orphanage to divert some orphans from public welfare homes. All the expenses of the nursery are borne by her. Because of this charity, she won the admiration of her old friends, and received donations from time to time.

Han Zhihuan has accompanied his mother three or two times. The environment of the nursery is good, and the orphans live in it carefree. Han Zhihuan still felt unbearable to witness. Those mentally retarded or disabled children, those innocent and clear eyes, the reluctance and expectation shown when parting, always cut Han Zhihuan's heart like a knife.

After going there two or three times, Han Zhihuan was looking for a reason to refuse.

His heart is too weak to see the desolation of the world. According to his understanding of his mother, his mother is also very reluctant to sad things, and for some reason, she has a soft spot for kindergarten. There is always an amazing motherhood in women. Motherhood is hard to let go of the children who have appeared in her world.

"I ...... The company was absent for half a month, and I am afraid that it will be very busy for the next period of time. Han Zhihuan cheered up and sent the words of refusal out of his mouth. He doesn't reject charity, but he sees himself as only suitable for doing charity behind the scenes. Donations or anything, by no means ambiguous. Rush to the front line? Let's give it to someone who is more receptive.

His mother looked at him fixedly, and did not go any further on the subject.

Han Zhihuan gulped down the last few mouthfuls of orange juice and fled. If his mother's words revealed pleading or force, he really didn't dare to disobey.

Because of her good maintenance, her mother looks younger than her aunt. When her mother spoke to Han Zhihuan, she never called herself "Mom", but used "I". Han Zhihuan loves her very much in his heart, is happy that she is so young and beautiful, and is proud of her perseverance and perseverance. He could never bear to disobey her.

The designer team of Snowflake Apparel Group cannot win by quantity among its peers, but is famous for its "quality". 12 designers, collected from all over the world. Not a first-class designer, but a high-quality and prolific designer. It is in line with the group's strategic positioning of "senior and close to the people".

Han Zhihuan is the youngest of them, but he is the best among them because he has been deeply educated since he was a child. Later, he came to the top and won the recognition of his peers by his strength. Those arrogant and arrogant colleagues heard that he was the son of the chairman and his ex-wife, and they expressed their respect and support for him with the same attitude as always.

Han Zhihuan is mixed in the designer department where his peers are particularly light, but he is quite popular.

Of course, Han Zhihuan also knows that his good popularity actually comes from Han Jingying.

When Han Jingying was far from popular, she was shooting hard clothes in the group's studio. After the photos leaked out, the designer was moved. I think she does a good job of interpreting the inner spirit of the costume. At that time, she became a talent harvester in the design department. The talents in the design department naturally knew that she was the only daughter of the president, so they were just silently worshiped as a goddess, and never dared to expect to contact the deity.

After Han Zhihuan went to work in the design department, Han Jingying always came to him to play after finishing work.

The goddess of heaven suddenly fell into the office, think of that explosion! The arrogant ghosts have all turned into sunny, talkative, and innocent high school boys. It doesn't matter if you are married or not, because everyone knows that the president's daughter is not easy to chase. They're just enjoying the wonderful moments that make their hearts beautiful and pure.

Who brought the wonderful moment? Everyone naturally drank water and thought about the source, and silently thanked Han Zhihuan.

This is also why although Han Zhihuan is calm and indisputable by nature, he has never encountered negative energy in the workplace.

Han Zhihuan spent the morning making PPT of his discoveries and feelings during his business trip Tadashi Shoji, and at the same time stuffed a large number of photos of street sweeping in Los Angeles, of course, mainly clothing and clothing. Before going out to eat, put it on the department's public plate and share it with colleagues selflessly. His approach has undoubtedly improved the level of good popularity.

The company is very close to the Wujiaochang business district, in view of the difficulty of parking. Han Zhihuan took a taxi to the address that Han Jingying said to him.

In the Tianxiang fusion restaurant, Han Zhihuan reported the name of the person who ordered the food to the waiter, and the waiter led him to one of the few private rooms. Han Zhihuan looked up: Qibao. Oh, it's a private room named after Shanghai Old Street.

Han Zhihuan doesn't have many memories related to Han Cheng. I only know that he is the only son of the deceased uncle, and in the years when the uncle died, the aunt even took him away from Shanghai and went to Ningbo to stay for a few years. Later, Han Zhihuan went to Seoul, South Korea to study at university, and he had no intersection with this cousin Han Cheng. When he came back from graduation, he only heard someone happen to mention from his family that his cousin Hancheng graduated from Shanghai University, like most young people, and entered the enterprise to work.

It's just that he went to an outsider's company that has nothing to do with the family.

Han Zhihuan patiently sat in the private room of the fusion restaurant and waited. He is not disgusted, nor is he looking forward to it. That's his mindset most of the time. So much so that my aunt often said: He lives like an outsider.