Zhou An didn't expect that being rejected again would make him so uncomfortable, he gave himself a helpless smile, maybe he understood that he really didn't have a chance, and he couldn't even take advantage of Guan Ce's soft-hearted loophole to send text messages in the future.

"I don't have a chance, do I?" Zhou An wiped his face, "Guan Ce, I'm ...... Forget it, it's okay, thank you for your candour. ”

Guan Ce nodded, opened the door and got out of the car, the door was on Zhou An's side, he glanced back before entering the door, and happened to meet Zhou An's gaze.

Zhou An stared deeply for a moment, smiled and waved his hand: "Go up quickly, I'll go first." ”

After saying that, he started the car and drove away.

The red taillights disappeared from sight, and Guan Ce felt a little empty in his heart. Realizing that he had such a dangerous situation, he became a little overwhelmed......

When he got home, Guan Ce called Zhao Jun and asked him to go to Qiao Yuan's side to have a look.

"Mr. Guan, has something happened?" Zhao Jun asked cautiously.

"Don't ask so much, you're with him tonight."

"Oh......"

Zhao Jun wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, and was afraid that something would really happen, so he rushed to Zhou An's residence without touching his feet.

Seeing him come over suddenly, Zhou An frowned: "Why are you here?" ”

"Brother Yuan, are you okay?" Zhao Jun entered the house, looked left and right, and found nothing abnormal.

"What can I do?" Zhou An wiped his hair with a towel, walked two steps, and suddenly turned his head to look at Zhao Jun, "Who asked you to come?" ”

Zhao Jun blinked innocently: "Mr. Guan, he asked me to see if you were at home." ”

"......" Zhou An's expression suddenly became wonderful, and finally froze on a wry smile, "Is he afraid that I will commit suicide?" ”

"Suicide?!" Zhao Jun raised his voice and grabbed Zhou An's arm, "Brother Yuan, don't think about it!" ”

"Let go!" Zhou An couldn't cry or laugh, "Do you think I look like I'm going to commit suicide?" ”

"Who knows?" Zhao Jun muttered quietly, quietly observed Zhou An, and saw that his expression was calm, and it really didn't look like he was in trouble with a big event.

Zhou An brushed Zhao Jun's hair: "Don't think about it, go to bed early." ”

Zhao Jun slept in the guest room, Zhou An couldn't sleep, and lay on the bed to look through the communication records.

After being reborn, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he cut off contact with his previous friends, and Qiao Yuan basically had no friends because of his personality. So in addition to Zhao Jun, the most frequently contacted person on the mobile phone is actually Guan Ce.

Zhou An flipped through the text messages he sent to Guan Ce, read them over and over again, and still didn't want to delete any of them.

Thinking about it carefully, Guan Ce's intersection with himself is pitiful, but what does it matter, every time they meet, they can make themselves like him a little more, and unconsciously, they can't take their eyes off Guan Ce.

In fact, Zhou An had long expected that there would be a day when he would be rejected again, but isn't love like this, knowing that there are many unsatisfactory places in it, but he still has no hesitation.

Zhou An lay down for a long time, and thought a lot, not knowing when he fell asleep.

The following days were busy, Zhou An began to prepare for going to Tibet, Guan Ce was busy with the company's internal adjustments, and the already small contact between the two became even less, and it was not until a month later that they sat together again.

"This is a new plan formulated by the company for you, you take a look, if there is no problem, it will be implemented according to this in the future."

Zhou An took the Wen Jiàn clip from Guan Ce's hand, he didn't look at the things in his hand, and couldn't help but focus on Guan Ce.

"What's wrong?" Guan Ce raised his head and looked at him calmly.

"Have you been busy lately?"

Guan Ce nodded: "How about implementing various new plans before the year?" ”

Zhou An carefully considered the wording, trying to make the conversation like an ordinary friend: "Seeing that your face is not very good, no matter how busy you are, you must pay attention to your body." ”

Guan Ce's writing action paused slightly: "Well, thank you." ”

There was nothing left to talk about at this point, Zhou An had to look down at the plan, and only the rustle of Guan Ce's writing could be heard in the office.

Ten minutes later, Zhou An finished reading the new plan, and didn't speak for a long time after closing the jiàn clip.

In the end, it was Guan Ce who broke the silence: "Is there a problem?" ”

Zhou An clicked on the text jiàn folder: "It is very different from the previous one, and I want to know the reason for the drastic revision." ”

Guan Ce naturally folded his hands on the table, looked at Zhou An for a while, and said in a businesslike tone: "In the past half a year, your efforts in performance have been recognized by the company, and we have seen value in you, and the meeting has made a decision to give you A-level resources." ”

Hearing such a reasonable explanation, Zhou An was both disappointed and relieved.

As if to see what he was thinking, Guan Ce paused and then added: "I won't bring my personal feelings to work, everything is obtained by your own efforts." ”

Hearing him say so bluntly, Zhou An also said honestly: "I hope I didn't cause you trouble, whether in life or work." ”

"Not really." Guan Ce said, "If the plan is okay, sign it here." ”

Zhou An accidentally touched his fingers when he took the pen from his hand, and found that Guan Ce's fingers were cold, and his brows frowned unconsciously.

After signing, Guan Ce said that he could leave first and would inform him if something happened.

Zhou An stood in the office, looking at Guan Ce, who exuded a businesslike atmosphere, and the bitterness spread from his heart to his whole body-he was really a failure, he had worked hard for so long, and he didn't even leave a trace on the other party.

When he received a call from the secretary's lady this morning, he was secretly happy for a long time, and he had a lot of things to say to Guan Ce in his heart. But when they really met, the other party's businesslike attitude made his heart fall to the bottom in an instant.

After staying in the office for a few more minutes, the atmosphere was really depressing, and Zhou An almost ran away.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, the tip of Guan Ce's pen suddenly stopped. After a long time, there was another rustling sound. But for some reason, I didn't have the same resolute and decisive speed as I did at the beginning.

Zhou An did not leave the company in a hurry after leaving Guan Ce's office, but wandered to the secretary's lady and chatted with her.

He didn't have much chatting skills, but he could get the information he wanted smoothly with a face.

"There have been a lot of things in the company these days, I see that Mr. Guan's face is very bad, and he seems to have lost weight."

"At the end of the year, I happened to be adjusted, and I worked overtime until the early hours of the morning every day, so I must not have a good rest."

"Mr. Guan is working overtime so late? So you're also together? ”

The secretary waved her hand: "Mr. Guan won't let me get so late, it's too late and it's not safe on the road." ”

Zhou An's expression remained the same, but there was something unpleasant in his heart, Guan Ce has always maintained a gentlemanly demeanor towards girls, why can't he give him a little?

"How do you solve the problem of eating?"

"Most of the time I order takeout, or I go to the opposite side to eat." Miss Secretary has been with Guan Ce for many years, she is a colleague and a friend, and when she saw Zhou An's enthusiasm, she chatted with him more.

"Mr. Guan doesn't like to eat breakfast, he only has a cup of coffee every day, and he doesn't eat on time, so his stomach is not very good. It's been so busy these days, and it's normal to lose weight. ”

Zhou An frowned when he heard this, he shook Guan Ce's waist that was strangled by the waistband of his pants and could almost be pinched with both hands, and then thought about seeing his obviously sharpened chin this morning, his heart became more and more uncomfortable.