Farewell to Fang Yuan [2]
His father had already begun to speak, and the people attending the banquet were watching him from the audience. I couldn't squeeze in, leaning on a pillar and listening to my dad talk about his entrepreneurial journey.
"As you all know, I was founded on the basis of my father. I have already said the meaning of bamboo and wood on the day of its establishment, bamboo is tough, wood is integrity, and we have been adhering to this concept to serve our guests......"
I remember when I was a child, when the company was not established, it was not the big house it is today, and there was no my brother Su Mu. I only see my dad once or twice a week, and it's just me and my mom every day. But my father would bring me gifts every time he came back, and the one I remember most is a model of a house made of wood, when I was only four years old, he held me on my lap with one hand, and my mother with the other, and swore that "Dad promised to let you live in a big house with my mother." ”
Mother just smiled, "Just take care of yourself." ”
My mom has always been so gentle and considerate.
When I was six years old, Zhumu was founded.
Until now, 12 years have passed, and Zhumu has grown from a small studio to an area of dozens of floors. From only selling wood to now even involved in the field of clothing design.
And so it continues to expand.
When I think about it, I seem to admire my dad a little more.
After my father finished speaking, I was not interested in what other people had to say, and it was the first time I had worn high heels for such a long time, and my heels were a little unbearable.
Walking over to the place where the food was placed, I found a stool and sat down and began to eat the contents of the plate.
Music played in the hall, and it was time to dance. But it's none of my business, I find the dessert I want to eat and put it in my mouth slowly, listening to the music and watching the beautiful dance of others.
Well, pleasing to the eye.
My father and several of his contemporaries went up to the second floor together, and I saw my father look at me, and I smiled at him.
"Can I ask you for a dance?"
A refreshing male voice came from beside me, and I swallowed the macaron in my mouth and looked up to meet the owner of the voice.
Shen Zhihe's son.
I looked around to make sure he was talking to me, "Shen Gongzi? ”
The corners of his lips rose slightly, one arm was placed at my side, and the other hand was scratching his forehead, "Let me introduce myself first, my name is Shen Yantian, the words of words, the words of talking." ”
His gaze stayed on my face, a little waiting for my answer. I smiled politely, "My name is Su Yuzhi, the one who met me, and the one who came after." ”
"Then Miss Su, can I invite you to dance?"
I instinctively looked up at my father on the second floor and saw that he was also looking at me and nodded gently to me.
I looked at Shen Yantian again, "It's the first time I've danced in high heels, and I'm probably not very skilled." ”
He shook his head and held out a hand, "It's okay. ”
I put my hand in his, and with his gentle grip we walked down the hall.
My steps were a bit jerky, and I often forgot which foot to get out of, and then accidentally stepped on his shoe.
"Miss Su, if this pace is a little more chaotic, I'm afraid my feet won't exist."
"I'm sorry." I smiled apologetically, stared down at my steps, and tried not to make a mistake. It felt weird to hear him call me "Miss Su", I looked up at him, "You look like you're two or three years older than me, just call me by my name." ”
"Su Yuzhi." He literally shouted.
I was stunned for a moment, and once again I was taking the wrong step. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be nervous."
After the dance, I parted from him. The applause and compliments all around me made my face a little hot.
"There will be a date later." He said.
"Thank you for appreciating."