The next day was Saturday.

In the morning, when Wu Jue woke up, Lin Jiahe had already gotten up, leaned on the head of the bed, and worked with a notebook.

She approached him, with a confused look on her face: "So busy? ”

"Hmm." He nodded, perhaps it was her faint gentle gesture that touched him, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and kiss her lightly on the forehead, "The company plans to go public in the United States in the near future, and there are many things to prepare." ”

Wu Jue was a little overwhelmed by this sudden light kiss. Even if their relationship is more than that, for her, a good morning kiss that has nothing to do with ** is far more intimate than instinctive**.

And she is afraid of this intimacy, or rather, she is afraid of having such intimacy with Lin Jiahe.

After a while, she came back to her senses from this discomfort and asked seemingly casually, "Will there be a risk?" Why did Lin Zheng decide to go public? ”

Lin Jiahe nodded: "The listing is to hope that Lin Zheng will go further." In the □□ of the capital market, if you are not careful, you will lose everything. There will be challenges when there are risks, rest assured, I am sure of this battle. ”

This man is ambitious, but he also has the ability and self-confidence to support this ambition.

Wu Jue sighed, glanced at him quietly, glanced at Wen Jiàn on the computer screen lightly, got up and said, "I'll go make breakfast." ”

Because of the early death of his mother, Wu Jue learned to cook well since he was a child. But before, except for the dumplings that the two of them made together, she had never demonstrated her cooking skills in this apartment.

The pleasing poached eggs and fragrant porridge on the table made Lin Jiahe feel good: "I can go up to the hall and down to the kitchen, it seems that I have a good vision." ”

Wu Jue pursed his lips and smiled faintly: "Actually, I thought about yesterday's events. I can move here if you want. ”

"Are you sure?" Lin Jiahe took a sip of milk, raised his eyebrows to look at her, and his eyes were filled with a hint of joy, "I don't want you to think I'm forcing you." ”

Wu Jue lowered his eyes: "I'm sure." And running around like this, I feel tired. ”

Lin Jiahe laughed softly, crossed the table, and held her hand on it: "I'm also tired." ”

Wu Jue wanted to break away from this warmth, but he only moved slightly, and let him hold it.

Lin Jiahe is a man of action, and after breakfast, he drove Wu Jue back to her residence to pack her luggage.

Previously, he had never been to her apartment, or rather she had never invited him upstairs.

Only occasionally did he light a cigarette and lean against the window after watching her go upstairs, watching the orange light in the window that belonged to hers come on.

Sometimes, he even felt that inside that small window was a Pandora's box that could not be opened to him, carrying Wu Jue's secrets and separating him from her.

It's a very unhappy feeling, with no reason and no place to be.

He thought, if he stepped into that house, would there be no more such inexplicable estrangement between him and her, and he would no longer be able to experience the faint alienation she gave him - although he didn't want to think about it, he had to admit that Wu Jue had a kind of alienation from him from beginning to end.

And this time, Wu Jue obviously hesitated for a moment before leading him to the elevator.

The house is very small, with a one-bedroom apartment type and very simple decoration, just like Wu Jue.

After Lin Jiahe entered the door, he showed some interest. In fact, it was not so much an interest as a little excitement, and this room was, in a sense, his bridge to Wu Jue.

Unfortunately, he really didn't see anything unexpected about him, the whole living room, not even a single photo.

But Wu Jue was unusual, he looked very nervous, and even sprinkled half of it when he poured water for him.

Lin Jiahe didn't care about it until he was about to walk into her bedroom to visit, but he was suddenly blocked by her: "There's nothing to see inside." ”

He looked at her suspiciously and joked, "Could it be that you have something unsightly in it?" ”

"No...... No. Wu Jue stammered unexpectedly, and his face was faintly pale, "It's just that it's too messy inside." ”

"I see." Lin Jiahe withdrew the suspicion on his face, and touched her face with a smile, "Look at you are nervous." You go clean up, I don't go in. ”

After speaking, he retreated to the sofa and drank water quietly, cold boiled water, without any taste.

In less than half an hour, Wu Jue had already taken out a box from the bedroom: "I've packed it." ”

When she went out, she didn't forget to close the bedroom door tightly, and then stared at the doorknob for a long time.

"It's not that I can't come back, why are you so reluctant." Lin Jiahe leaned back on the sofa and smiled disapprerovingly.

"yes." Wu Jue replied as if sighing.

Oh, yes! It's not that he won't come back. All the most important memories of her past life are placed here, how could she not come back?

Lin Jiahe's idea was too simple, he wanted to have this woman, so he put her in the closest position to him and reached for it. However, it is obvious that living together is not so suitable for him and Wu Jue.

Perhaps because of his rigorous elite education since childhood, he is not a man who likes to express himself in words. But Wu Jue is different from most of the women he knows, and he doesn't talk much.

When two people are together, they often spend most of their time in front of the computer or books, and they don't communicate much.

Even Lin Jiahe sometimes can't help but wonder, such a so-called relationship - if it can be called a relationship between them, is it really what he wants?

He couldn't find an answer, and obviously, Wu Jue wouldn't give him an answer either.

But it is undeniable that this woman is like a magnet to him, the closer he gets, the more attractive he becomes, and the attraction for no reason makes him occasionally wonder if he gets closer, will he kill himself like a moth to a fire?

As a result, the entanglement of the body has become the only way for him to resolve this uncertainty.

As Lin Zheng's overseas listing approached, Lin Jiahe became more and more busy, often returning to the apartment very late, and occasionally taking short business trips, not long, at most two days.

Wu Jue finally knew that he was not a rigorous and precise machine, and he would be angry, tired, and even powerless. This kind of realization undoubtedly made her feel a little relieved.

Many times, Lin Jiahe also works from home, and the computer that belongs to him is always within his reach, and he can check a qiē message when he wakes up at any time.

Wu Jue never asked about his business, even though she was Lin Zheng's employee and his indirect subordinate.

She knows how to be a lover, and it is not a wide space on this side, they are just Wu Jue and Lin Jiahe, not Mr. Lin and Deputy Manager Wu.

At least, she knew that this was what Lin Jiahe wanted.

This night, Wu Jue was asleep when he was suddenly woken up by a voice from the living room. In fact, this voice is not too loud, and it is even a little deliberately suppressed, but it is a little harsh because of the anger that cannot be ignored. What's more, Wu Jue is a person who sleeps lightly.

She opened her eyes and saw the faint light in the crack of the bedroom door, and wondered whether she should continue to pretend to be asleep or go out.

After a few moments, she chose to get out of bed, barefoot, and opened the door.

Lin Jiahe, under the wall lamp, is speaking a transatlantic phone, and his pure English has an aggressive momentum.

Seeing her come out, it seemed to be a little surprised, hurriedly ended, hung up the phone, probably because the residual anger had not subsided, and when she threw away the phone, she used too much force and smashed the coffee table with a loud bang.

He rubbed his forehead, and Qingjun's face was tired: "Woke you up." ”

Wu Jue shook his head, sat down beside him, and glanced at the screen of the notebook on the coffee table without a trace: "Is there any trouble?" ”

"Something happened to the company."

"Is it very strict?"

"Originally, it wasn't something too strict, but it was just in time for the listing period, and if it wasn't handled well, there might be big problems."

"What the hell is going on?" Wu Jue subconsciously asked.

Lin Jiahe didn't care, and sighed: "There is something wrong with the real estate, there is a problem with the raw materials of the project under construction, and the supplier has been seized after it has just been detected." ”

"Then it's okay to change to another manufacturer."

"Replacing the materials of the current construction project is not a big problem, at most it costs some money. The problem is that this manufacturer has cooperated with Lin Zheng for many years, and many completed buildings that have been used are made of this material, although it is not a material that involves fundamental safety, but real estate has been too sensitive over the years, and a small problem will be made into a big article. ”

Wu Jue said: "This kind of □□ usually causes the stock to fall, if Lin Zhengyi is affected by the listing, it will be detrimental to the future development, right?" ”

"Hmm." Lin Jiahe nodded, and smiled helplessly, "Lin Zheng may not be affected much, but my position as president is not guaranteed, so it is very possible." ”

"So what are you going to do?" Wu Jue didn't know why, he was a little nervous.

"Don't worry, things in the mall are changing rapidly, and my supervisor Lin Zheng is not a day or two, and he still has some ability to deal with the crisis. I've asked people to block the news, and as long as it doesn't get out, it's not a problem. Then take a moment and let the official test issue a new test report to prove that this material is fine. ”

Wu Jue was a little stunned: "But, the materials are obviously problematic?" ”

Lin Jiahe smiled: "This kind of material does not endanger safety, and it should not be difficult for the official to be accommodating." ”

"You mean bribery?"

"This is an unspoken rule in the mall, why bother saying it so ugly." Lin Jiahe patted her arm disapprerovingly, "Okay, don't worry, I'll take care of it." You go to sleep. ”

Wu Jue nodded, turned to Lin Jiahe's computer screen, looked at those counts, and was stunned for a long time before getting up and walking back to the bedroom.