8 The longest road I have walked is your routine

The new client enters the second round of the draft and revises it based on the customer's feedback on the initial round of proposals. For a week, the five companies took turns to give speeches in Party A's office.

The department attaches great importance to this customer, mainly because of the high budget given. Maggie, the director, Jiang Yi, the manager, two senior customer executives, the following are respectively with customer execution and customer coordination, and two interns, and colleagues from the Beijing and Guangzhou companies are also placed in the proposal. For a luxury brand, it's basically a luxury lineup.

Jiang Yiyi's mind was on the proposal, plus her daily work and her official account, there were so many tasks that she completely squeezed out the time for her morning run.

It wasn't until the report from the client's office that the feet were put back on the ground. Another Friday is coming to an end.

Back in the office, the rest of the group was not in their seats, and they were all gathered in the pantry.

Maggie and Jiang took a look at the roses, the big cake, it was very lively.

"Sister Maggie, first sister, you're back! Shun lì? ”

"It's ok. Who celebrates birthdays? Maggie asked.

"You say it's so high-profile, who else can there be in our group?" Nic sneered at Amy, a look of disdain.

Amy was unaffected by Nic's resentful gaze, "You guys came back just in time. Let's eat cake. ”

Maggie waved his hand: "I lose weight, this high-calorie food belongs to you young people, I can't hold it." However, I wish you a happy birthday and eternal youth. ”

"Maggie, you're in such a good shape and you're losing weight! Excessive! ”

"It's just that you don't eat to have such a good figure." Maggie waved her hand and walked away.

Jiang Yiyan saw her graceful and distant figure, and the latest handbag she was holding in her hand shook in Jiang Yi's eyes like a pendulum.

"First sister, do you want a cake?"

Jiang came back to his senses and smiled: "You guys are really, how can there be no wine just for cakes?" She walked to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of champagne, and the crowd screamed.

"First sister! You're simply. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, get a cup." As soon as Jiang opened the champagne, he banged.

The crowd pulled champagne glasses out of the cupboard, and Nic poured himself up.

"Happy Birthday! Cheers！ ”

Toasting to celebrate the happy time on Friday, Jiang pointed a finger to his lips and booed: "Low-key." ”

Everyone snickered and lowered their voices, after all, the other group was still working.

After a little more small talk, everyone returned to their seats with their glasses and began to put the finishing touches on it. Jiang Yi's nerves that had been clenched all week were finally completely relaxed. Her plan for tonight was to have a good meal.

Coming out of the company at seven o'clock, Jiang Yi went home and changed into casual clothes and put on running shoes. Jogging to the Sichuan restaurant, it's almost eight o'clock. The small restaurant is still lively, the door is open, and all kinds of conversations are mixed together, wrapped in aromas, which makes people appetize.

When the waitress saw her enter the door, she hurriedly asked, "How many." ”

Jiang Yi compared her fingers, and the waitress led her inside: "Then sit here." ”

Jiang Yi sat in the two-person seat near the freezer, and the waiter threw down the menu for her and was about to leave, Jiang Yi stopped her: "Just order it." Mao Xuewang, a bowl of rice, and a bottle of cold beer. ”

"Okay." The waitress took away the menu, and Jiang Yi leaned back in his chair and glanced at the lively people around him.

The freezer on the side was opened, and a puff of cold air rushed out, but soon, it was blocked again.

Wu Haoran took two steps out of the Coke and turned back suddenly, why is this guest so familiar? "Ahh

Wu Haoran in Jiang Yi's sight jumped to her table with cheerful steps, and she couldn't help laughing: "I'm here to eat." ”

"Why don't you sue me when you come! I'll leave you with the window seat upstairs! ”

"You didn't give me your contact information."

"Here's it!"

"Okay, I'm kidding. Just eat a meal, don't pay attention to those. ”

"Oh, no, no, no, no. You're a friend of Brother Zheng, and that's my guest. Why isn't Brother Zheng with you today? ”

"How so?" Jiang Yi rubbed the bridge of his nose, "I'm not too familiar with Zhao Zheng." ”

Wu Haoran was excited when he heard this, pulled out a chair and sat down opposite Jiang Yi: "It's okay, I'm familiar with him!" What do you want to know? ”

Jiang Yi was really happy in her heart, she pointed to the Coke in his hand: "You don't have to give it to the guests?" ”

"Eh, look at me, I almost forgot. Xiao Zhang! Wu Haoran called the waiter, "Help me bring it to the guests at table No. 3 upstairs, go quickly." Also, remember in the future, as long as this Miss Jiang comes, she must inform me, arrange a seat, and let the chef serve the food quickly. ”

After he finished speaking, he put his two hands on the table: "I'm so happy to see you, Brother Zheng's mouth is very strict, but it makes me curious." ”

"I just had a meal with him, so there's nothing to be curious about."

"Brother Zheng didn't bring ordinary people to me, let alone women."

"Oh?"

"I'm not talking nonsense. By the way, I went to check it all on the Internet, and it turns out that you are still an Internet celebrity. At first, I thought it was a duplicate name. Weibo checked what kind of fashionista you are, and I looked at the more than 300,000 followers on Weibo. ”

"You're still searching for me on the Internet?"

"I'm not bored, a dead horse should be a live horse doctor. Don't be angry. ”

"I'm not angry. I just feel a little unfair. ”

"How is it unfair?"

"You have studied my profession thoroughly, but I still don't know what Zhao Zheng does."

"Brother Zheng didn't sue you?"

Jiang nodded, Wu Haoran furrowed his brows, and his eyes rolled around: "Then I'll let him say it himself." ”

Jiang Yi said "hey", and Wu Haoran then changed his words: "But I can tell you another thing." ”

He leaned over to Jiang Yi and whispered to her.

"You're so strange that you'd rather tell me where he lives than tell me his profession? Did he do a secret profession? ”

"That's not it, I think Brother Zheng must have his reason not to say it. You can't mess around as a buddy. ”

"Then you will tell me your brother's home address after seeing me twice, aren't you afraid that I am a bad person?"

Wu Haoran looked Jiang Yi up and down: "Good people and bad people, we can tell the difference." And you're in shape. He shook his head, "It's not a threat." ”

Jiang Yi chuckled, this idea is really too young. There are many types of damage.

"Anyway, Internet celebrity, I've revealed such important information to you. Can you advertise my store? Post a Weibo or something. ”

"If you dare to love, you still betray your brother."

"The conscience of heaven and earth, I'm helping him!" Wu Haoran swore to the sky.

Jiang smiled: "Whatever you say, I won't advertise for you." ”

"Why?"

"You've got enough of people here. No matter how hot it is, I won't be able to eat it. ”

"Don't, I'll open the back door for you if you come."

With Wu Haoran here, Jiang Yi ate this meal for almost an hour. In her spare time outside of work, there are very few noisy people around Jiang Yi, or rather, there are not many people around her.

Jiang Yi is not afraid of loneliness, and even enjoys lonely time. She is reluctant to explain herself to others more, and those who understand will naturally understand. For her, this is the most effective way to avoid ineffective social interactions.

That night, she came out of the restaurant and walked aimlessly. The neighborhood in this area is quiet and expensive, and she stopped in front of the real estate agent, looking at the sales information posted on the glass, and each handwritten number was too heavy for her to bear. She had worked so hard, but she still couldn't save the money to buy a toilet. She sometimes feels that her life is a bamboo basket, with too many loopholes, and no matter how hard she tries, it will still be in vain in the end.

She stopped looking at the numbers and just walked on. Fortunately, the future is uncertain, she still needs to go, stop where she is, and there is really no hope.

Dongting Yayuan, Jiang Yi really walked to this place and laughed at himself.

Wu Haoran said that Zhao Zheng lives in Building No. 6 of Dongting Yayuan.

It seems that curiosity is really not something that can be controlled casually, especially on a sunny night, when she drinks some more wine.

She walked into the neighborhood, and the doorman looked at her dress and didn't say anything. Jiang Yi searched for a while before finding Building No. 6. She looked up, this apartment building is not very high, more than ten floors, from such an angle, but it is very grand.

The dark windows are like closed books, each with a story in it. When Jiang Yi is depressed, he always likes to look at the windows of the building, the large windows, so many people. She is a speck of dust in this world, no matter how bad it is, what's the big deal? As long as you can't die, you have nothing to fear.

She was pestle downstairs and didn't send a WeChat message to Zhao Zheng. She didn't come here to see him, she just came here and that's it.

A taxi came from far and near, and the headlights hit Jiang Yi. She raised her hand to block the light, and saw a figure in the backlight below her vision, getting out of the car.

The light pierced into her bizarre thoughts, and Jiang turned her back, she was going to leave.

"Jiang Yi." Two words.

She turned her head, her heart hanging in her throat, and the man walked up to her against the light, like an illusion, but also real.

"You can't be here." Jiang Yi muttered.

Zhao Zheng looked at her, and his eyes lit up a little: "This is my home." ”

"No, I mean, two people can't have so many coincidences." She shook her head, "Even if Wu Haoran tells you something, you don't know if I will come, and even if I come, you can't pinch it." Zhao Zheng, who are you? ”

A Sichuan word formed between her eyebrows, and he raised his hand and pointed it on the center of her eyebrows, smoothing it.

"My name is Zhao Zheng, 33 years old, I live on the 10th floor, and I work in an industrial company. And, it's a pleasure to meet you again and again. ”

Jiang thought about it, she had met a master.