"Lin An, do you really plan to return to China?" Lai Anqi has capable shoulder-length short hair, elegant and gorgeous makeup, a professional black suit, showing a graceful figure, stepping on high heels, and standing slim.

Mullinan leaned back in his seat, his slender legs folded, his bony hands tapping on the tabletop.

"Hmm!" His face was expressionless, and his voice was cold.

"Good!" Lai Anqi also simply replied.

They were college classmates, graduated together, and since the death of Mu Lin'an's mother, they have returned to China, and since then, there has been no news of him.

When he came back again, Mu Linan asked her to invest in entrepreneurship.

Now the Lingsi founded by Mu Linan has made small achievements abroad, but she knows that Mu Linan only wants to return to China for development, and the reason why he stayed in the United States for three years is to get more resources.

She couldn't know more than Mu Lin'an, and no one could interfere with his decision.

"By the way," Lai Anqi just wanted to leave, but Mu Linan suddenly spoke, "Notify the country and arrange an interview." ”

Mu Linan pushed the papers on the table over.

Lai Anqi turned her head, looked at the document on the table, and picked it up.

"Yao Xiaofu?" She looked at the profile on the file.

The corners of Mu Lin'an's mouth hooked, he has always only looked at talent, he will look at whoever has the ability, and he needs a manager now.

……

Sizhen looked at the restaurant in front of her, pushed open the door and walked in, and saw that Yao Xiaofu was already sitting in the position waiting for her.

As soon as she got off work today, Yao Xiaofu called her to ask her to dinner.

"Uncle Yao." Sizhen approached and shouted.

Yao Xiaofu smiled thickly, "You're here." ”

Sizhen sat down across from him.

After ordering the meal, Sizhen asked, "Uncle Yao, why did you suddenly ask me out for dinner today?" ”

Yao Xiaofu lowered his head and laughed a few more times, and saw him smiling all the time as soon as he entered the door.

"I've got a job."

"What do you mean?" Sizhen was a little puzzled when he heard this, didn't he always have a job?

"You remember when I told you about my company, but I was detained for drunk driving, the company was bought over, and I went bankrupt, and now the boss of that company wants to hire me." Yao Xiaofu said with an excited tone.

Sizhen was also happy for him and smiled, "That's really a good thing." ”

No company would be willing to hire him on such a condition, but there are exceptions!

It is said that the boss has always been abroad and has never appeared in the company, which is very mysterious. However, this mysterious boss really makes me admire, it is really good to be able to bring a bankrupt company back to life, and now even foreign markets occupy the market, and can compete with the domestic Huazhong Group. Yao Xiaofu couldn't help but sigh.

"Central China?"

"What's wrong?"

"After my internship, I want to go to Central China to hand in my resume."

As soon as he heard the words, Yao Xiaofu's face changed suddenly, and he said sharply, "You can't go to Central China!" ”

Sizhen was taken aback, looked at his suddenly fierce expression, and said, "For... What the? ”

Yao Xiaofu restrained his temper slightly, and there was still displeasure in his tone, "No why." ”

Sizhen stared at him, only to see that he didn't speak, with a straight face, as if what she said touched his bottom line, Sizhen felt deeply guilty and puzzled.

……

In the evening, Zhang Wangyang came to find Lin Sizhen.

"Sizhen, help me get a bowl!" Zhang Wangyang was in a small kitchen, his hands were in a hurry, the dishes in the pot were already mushy, and Zhang Wangyang's hands kept stir-frying the dishes.

Sizhen, who was sorting out the documents on the side, hurriedly put down the Chinese documents and walked over.

"Here we are."

Da Long asked about a strange smell, took a bowl and handed it to her, looking at the dishes in the pot, he couldn't help sighing.

Looking at Zhang Wangyang, looking tired, Sizhen asked curiously, "What's wrong with you entering the sky?" ”

Zhang Wangyang put the cai cai in the bowl and said coldly, "What a failure!" "Self and long are not the same.

By the time Zhang Huangyang was ready for dinner, Sizhen's work was almost complete.

The two of them sat on the small carpet in front of the sofa and put the meal on the coffee table.

"Sizhen!" Zhang Wangyang shouted at her meaningfully.

"Huh?"

"I'm a failure."

As he spoke, he saw Zhang Wangyang don't start, and the small room became quiet, only listening to her sobbing voice.

Sizhen knew that her sudden visit today was not easy, she put down her chopsticks and reached out to pat her back.

"What's going on?" Sizhen comforted.

Zhang Wangyang cried louder.

The two talked for a long time, Zhang Wangyang buried himself in Sizhen's arms, and poured out sadly, "Sizhen, it's really difficult for me to adapt to getting along with my colleagues, I feel that I am very useless, I can't do anything well, the design drafts I draw are all waste paper, I don't think I'm worthy of Yi Xiaowu, he is so good, and I am so bad." ”

Sizhen kept stroking her back and comforting her, but she didn't speak the whole time, letting her cry all the time.

Zhang Wangyang doesn't need comfort, what she needs is to confide, she always hides things deep in her heart, she needs to release them all too much.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that Zhang Wangyang was tired of crying and slowly fell asleep.

"Wangyang, are you free at night? Let's eat together! ”

Zhang Wangyang held the mobile phone and quietly listened to the gentle voice of Yi Xiaowu on the other end of the phone.

"Hello? Wangyang, are you listening? Yi Xiaowu continued.

Zhang Wangyang's gaze left the sketch. Again and again, "In... Listening. ”

The phone rang with a cacophony of voices.

"Yi Xiaowu?"

"Is it really Yi Xiaowu?"

"Wow!" ......

Zhang Huangyang stopped the brush in his hand, picked up the phone and was about to hang up.

I heard his voice ring on the other end of the phone again, "I'm sorry, just now-"

"Don't say it, I understand, I'm not available for work tonight. Hang up first. ”

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Wangyang regretted what he had just done, and kept saying that he understood, and he didn't know how bad his tone was.

Looking at the sketch in front of her, she picked it up, crumpled it up, and threw it in the trash.

Holding his head in his hands, he felt terrible.

After work, she walked absentmindedly. As soon as she tried to cross the road, a car stopped in front of her, and she was so frightened that she stepped back and fell to the ground with her foot on the ground.

Yi Xiaowu hurriedly got out of the car, Zhang Wangyang looked at Yi Xiaowu's distressed and angry appearance, and he hugged himself to the back seat.

took off her high heels, held her feet with warm hands, and looked left and right, Zhang Wangyang's feet shrunk, Yi Xiaowu grabbed them tightly, raised his eyes and glared at her.

"What's wrong with you? You can't even see the car in front of you. Yi Xiaowu's warm tone was a little condemning.

Zhang Wangyang avoided his gaze and did not speak.

I only felt his hand gently pressing against the sore spot of his foot.

Caught off guard by the pain, Zhang Wangyang's brows furrowed.

Hearing only a snicker, Zhang Wangyang raised his head, Yi Xiaowu stepped up, pressed his hands on the cushion, and looked down at Zhang Wangyang.

Zhang Wangyang shrank in the corner of the car, staring at the handsome face in front of him with wide eyes.

"Do you know the pain? How do you not know how to concentrate. Yi Xiaowu's tone became more tender, and there was a wicked smile on his lips.

Zhang Wangyang didn't know what to say, just looked at him, his eyes seemed to see through herself, and she wanted to immerse herself in the gentleness of his eyes.

"Is it because you're thinking about me?"

“……”

Zhang Wangyang was just about to speak, when he saw him leaning down quickly, and his lips were blocked by him.

His kiss was intensely angry, caressing with tenderness, encroaching on her lips and tongue, so that she didn't even have a chance to breathe.

Something is wrong with him today!

Zhang Wangyang put his hands on his chest and nudged him.

He was reluctant to stop.

There were only the low gasps of two people in the car.

Suddenly, he approached again, Zhang Wangyang hurriedly avoided it, he did not kiss her again, but in her ear, with a low voice, he said, "But I miss you so much." ”

A gentle breath sprayed on her neck, Zhang Wangyang's body trembled, and tears gushed out.