At the end of the year, the lights are on.

The black car was driving slowly, almost like it was sliding, and Wu Jue guessed that the person driving was talking on the phone at the moment, or doing something else that would be enough to distract him.

This gave the old beggar on the side of the road the opportunity to take advantage of the situation, he took the begging box, bent his back, rubbed beside the car, trembling his hands and knocking on the window, groveling, cautious.

As Wu Jue expected, there was no reaction from the car window, and the people in the car should not have even glanced at the old beggar.

The old beggar retreated to the side of the road, his dry lips trembling and squirming, roughly greeting the relatives of the people in the car, when a cold wind blew and made him shiver, and the scolding that outsiders could not hear also dissipated in the wind.

Wu Jue walked past him, took out ten yuan, threw the box in his hand, and before he could say thank you, he said: "Don't have illusions about rich people, even if you starve to death on the streets, they will not have any compassion." ”

The old beggar looked at Wu Jue in a panic, his eyes were dim and cloudy, obviously he didn't understand what she was talking about, he only looked at the ten yuan in the box, squirmed his lips, and finally staggered away with satisfaction.

Wu Jue felt a bit like a fighter for justice. But in reality she is not a fighter, nor is she scornful of the rich, as she just said.

No one doesn't like the word "money", she just hates some rich people who are not kind to the rich.

She smiled a little helplessly in her heart, turned her head, and found that the car was still in place just now, the window was half open, and the person in the driver's seat turned his head slightly and looked this way.

She was caught off guard for a moment, and could only look back at him in a daze.

Maybe ten seconds, maybe shorter, the man looked at Wu Jue, his face expressionless, and he seemed to be thoughtful.

It is said that if you want to know what a person is thinking, the eyes are the most reliable way, so Wu Jue tried hard to see his eyes clearly, but unfortunately, the sky was too dark for her to see clearly.

All she could see was that after he turned his head, the car suddenly started, leaving her with a choking exhaust.

It's really unlucky, Wu Jue thought. This was the first time she had been so close to Lin Jiahe, but before she could do anything, she let him disappear like that.

She chuckled self-deprecatingly, maybe she should at least run forward and introduce herself: Mr. Lin, hello, I am Wu Jue, a staff member of your company's finance department, and I have admired you for a long time.

Look, what a nymphomaniac with no level!

Wu Jue is not afraid that she will be labeled as a nymphomaniac, but she knows that people like Lin Jiahe must be disdainful of low-level.

She sighed and looked at the building behind her where she worked, the indestructible business kingdom of Jiangcheng - Lin Zheng Group, or the Zhou family in the mouth.

Wu Jue is just a small courtier in this kingdom. And Lin Jiahe is the master who dominates this kingdom.

On Monday morning, it was as crowded and busy as ever.

I just came down from the battlefield of squeezing buses, and I have to join the battle of squeezing elevators. The congested elevator entrance, large and small white-collar workers, are all dressed brightly, but at this time, they will all reveal their hideous nature in an instant, ladies and gentlemen, and no demeanor, just to not be deducted the dozens of dollars.

Of course, Wu Jue is the same as them.

In this battle of dozens of dollars, everyone looks well-dressed, and everyone is well-dressed beasts.

However, there are also people who do not need to join the battle, or who do not bother to do so. For example, Lin Jiahe, because he has his own exclusive elevator.

The world has always been so unfair.

Coming to the office, it was already like a battle, but in fact, this day really began.

At the end of the year, the finance department was particularly busy, and various financial statements were overwhelmed. As soon as Wu Jue turned on the computer, he felt that his head was big. This doesn't matter, Xiao Yu next to him, as soon as he sat down on the seat, pulled Wu Jue over and asked for help to identify her new look: "Wu Jue Wu Jue, you help me see, tonight's annual meeting, can I stand out from the encirclement in this outfit, at least let Mr. Lin's eyes stay on me for two seconds." ”

Wu Jue sighed secretly, there are every year, and there are a lot of them this year, so I don't want to talk to her more, so I am perfunctory: "It's not just two seconds, ten and a half seconds is no problem." ”

After getting a satisfactory answer, Xiao Yu sat down refreshed and threw himself into the arms of numbers.

Xiaoyu is not a special case, in this company, for this unmarried young and handsome president, no woman is a special case. He is the target of all the female compatriots of the company, and in fact, this scope is extended to the whole city, and probably no one will raise objections.

Women's evaluation of Lin Jiahe is usually that he has an elegant and luxurious temperament and a chic and calm calmness.

But Wu Jue knew that their subtext was actually to say that he had the temperament of a luxury house in a fragrant car, and he was calm when he spent a lot of money - although, no one would fully admit it.

Well, Wu Jue admits that he is not an exception. For example, in her desk, she has collected a large stack of briefings about Lin Jiahe, and even has gossip information about his height and weight.

Compared with any female fan of Lin Jiahe in the company, she is not inferior.

She thought that if she was given a chance to get close to Lin Jiahe, she would definitely fight for this little life.

At the end of the year, the finance department is busy at the end of the day, and it is numbing to be tired after a long day's work.

For some reason, Wu Jue seems to be more tired than others. In the mirror in the bathroom, she saw her own miserable white face, and she couldn't help but feel a little sad in her heart.

Thinking of the annual meeting in the evening, Wu Jue decided to touch up her makeup. She has been in Lin Zheng for less than a year, and she doesn't know much about such an annual dinner, only that the company's senior executives will attend, including Lin Jiahe, and the scene must be very strong. But for a small clerk like her, all she can imagine is a staggered picture.

took out the lipstick and traced it, but because she was in a trance and used too much force, the lipstick broke in two, so she had to throw it away, and then look at herself, a blood-red lip was shocked, and quickly took out a tissue and wiped it clean. As a result, the □□ lips, after the action was settled, the abnormal red color slowly turned into the previous miserable white.

The venue for the dinner is in the five-star hotel owned by Lin Zheng, which can accommodate a banquet hall of 1,000 people, which is brilliant and splendid. Lin Zheng is involved in a wide range of businesses, from shipping in the early years to real estate, finance, hotel and entertainment, as long as it is a profitable industry, almost everything, and its employees are more than thousands.

And people are as light as Wu Jue, and the reason why he can appear at a dinner of hundreds of people in Lin Zheng's district is just because he is close to the water and is in the company's headquarters.

In fact, such a dinner party is very boring. However, there is no shortage of diamond turtles at the top of the company, and every woman has the dream of flying on the branches, so as long as they are young single female colleagues, they are all very excited.

Wu Jue also wanted to be excited, but he was too tired from working during the day, so he just wanted to hurry up and stuff a few bites of food on the table to replenish his body, and the most important thing was that Wu Jue understood very well that even if he was in a room, the distance between him and the high-rise at the front was only a few tables, but there was still a sense of being close to the end of the world. Because no matter how hard she tries, I'm afraid she can't even reach the faces of those people.

God is unfair, unfair!

At first, the banquet was the annual summary report on some scenes, and then the heavyweight Lin Jiahe appeared on stage. It's just a few concise words of thanks, with an expressionless face and a flat tone, and I can't hear any sincerity, but there is a calm aura, which makes people involuntarily focus their thoughts on him.

Lin Jiahe's voice is very good, with a few words, and it has the taste of demagogy.

"So handsome!"

The young girl at the same table did not hide her inner excitement and called out in a low voice. Everyone chuckled knowingly.

Wu Jue looked at Lin Jiahe on the stage, judging from the appearance alone, he can indeed be regarded as a dragon among people, and his facial features are not necessarily as handsome as being meticulously crafted, but he is better than that outstanding temperament, no matter what kind of people he puts in, he can also be seen at a glance.

After speaking, Lin Jiahe returned to his seat and did not look at any of the female compatriots in the audience. Presumably someone will be very disappointed,

The woman looks like a person who pleases herself, dresses up carefully, but doesn't even receive a look. I don't know if it's a tragedy!

This was followed by the routine raffle, and the atmosphere was quite lively.

Although the lottery is only for dinner and entertainment, it is not to buy people's hearts. But for such large companies, the prizes are usually lucrative and the coverage is also high. Wu Jue has never had the life to make a windfall, and he wants to be drawn at most in the final prize, so he doesn't look forward to it, but honestly holds the red envelopes that have just been distributed, and fights with the food on the table.

After the second prize was drawn, Wu Jue didn't hear her name, it seems that she was born to be down-to-earth. At the same table, there are colleagues who have won the lottery, holding mobile phones or watches received from the stage, showing off happily.

"Next, Mr. Lin will draw the first prize for us, a laptop worth 20,000 yuan, I don't know which two will be spent?" The host deliberately showed off his hypocrisy on stage, and Wu Jue chewed the sweet and soft pineapple bun and felt that he was very suitable for going to the shopping channel.

She continued to eat, half looked up, and saw Lin Jiahe walk on stage again. It was still that calm appearance that didn't match his age, as if the noisy atmosphere just now hadn't affected him at all.

Lin Jiahe casually pulled out the two lists from the box and handed them to the host without looking at them.

The winner of the first prize is Xue Hua from the marketing department, and there is ...... "is playing tricks again," Wu Jue from the finance department. ”

A sip of the drink almost squirted out of my mouth. It's not that the notebook attracts her, it's just that this kind of luck in winning the lottery, Yu Wu Jue is really the first time in her life, and she is inevitably a little flattered.

It wasn't until the colleagues at the same table applauded and cheered, and was pushed hard by Xiao Yu beside her, that Wu Jue woke up like a dream, got up in a hurry, and walked quickly to the front to receive her prize.

"Congratulations both." The host had a smile on his face.

Wu Jue also smiled back at him: "Thank you, thank you." ”

The person who presented the award was Lin Jiahe.

It was first awarded to the male colleague named Xue Hua. It seems that he is also a young talent, but it is a pity that standing in front of Lin Jiahe, his momentum is obviously inferior, and he also shows that kind of flattering smile to people, which is even more humble.

Before Wu Jue had time to comment too much on her character, Lin Jiahe was already standing in front of her.

He's tall, and just like his status, he needs her to look up.

Retracting his thoughts, Wu Jue looked up at him, very close distance, his appearance, let Wu Jue see it very clearly. In fact, his facial features are still very good, much better than looking from afar. But the most special thing is that the eyes, cold and detached, unfathomable, but also seem to carry a little unknown confusion.

Lin Jiahe handed Wu Jue the prize-the thin and light laptop. He didn't speak, there was still no expression on his face, the corners of his mouth were slightly touched, and Wu Jue even doubted that he would laugh.

He shook hands with Wu Jue and understated it, so that Wu Jue had no chance to experience the temperature in his hands.

Wu Jue took the windfall, smiled at him, like a qualified little subordinate, and politely said "Thank you, Mr. Lin".

However, she didn't miss a trace of fluctuation in his eyes when he looked at herself, as if thoughtful, very faint, just for a moment, so that Wu Jue didn't have time to make any judgment.

The lights in the banquet hall were blurry, and Wu Jue thought that maybe she was wrong.

When he returned to his seat, the table suddenly exploded, and the gossip made Wu Jue cry and laugh.

"Being so close to Mr. Lin, do you feel dizzy?"

"Wu Jue, why are you so lucky, you have only been in for less than a year, and you can shake hands with Mr. Lin."

"yes, yes, if it were me, I wouldn't be washing my hands for the next year."

Obviously, the prize in Wu Jue's hand is completely because of Lin Jiahe and is not ignored, it turns out that in everyone's opinion, the close contact with Lin Jiahe is more important than the ill-gotten wealth in Wu Jue's hand.

She was secretly amused.

She quietly looked up at Lin Jiahe's position, among the crowd of people who were chatting and laughing, he just drank quietly, occasionally responding with a few words, this kind of calmness seemed weird and terrifying in this atmosphere.

She felt that he was not like a man of flesh and blood, but a cold-running machine.

Wu Jue didn't know if his gaze was too eyey, Lin Jiahe suddenly turned his head, crossed the rows of tables, and saw her.

Although the lights of the banquet hall would hinder people's judgment from such a distance, Wu Jue was still very sure that he was looking at her.

If nothing else, just because of that kind of pause for a few seconds, expressionless, or thoughtful. Just like last time on the side of the road.

But Wu Jue didn't know what he was thinking, or he didn't think about anything, and even he wasn't looking at her, it was just his habitual actions.

She suddenly felt a little confused in her heart, and poured a glass of fruit wine indiscriminately, feeling that it was not calm enough, a glass, a glass, and another glass. At the end of the dinner, she realized that she was a little drunk, and coupled with the previous exhaustion, she only felt dizzy and uncomfortable.

Because he and his colleagues were not on the same path, he hurriedly said goodbye at the door of the hotel and set out on the way home alone. On winter nights, the cold wind blows people very painfully, and the dizziness is much less, but the stomach is still uncomfortable. At nine o'clock, it was difficult to get a taxi in this area, so I simply decided to walk for a while and go to drink.

In the past year, Wu Jue rarely drank alcohol, poor health was second, and he was most afraid of this semi-sober and semi-chaotic state after drinking, and all unhappy things could come in an instant.

And there was no one to share with her, and it was horribly lonely. Just like that day, she stood in the cold wind waiting for Shen Tong, waited and waited, but only waited for an unexpected sad ending.