Zhang Zijin stood in front of this big villa, which was not too unfamiliar, with bright lights and music flowing in front of the gate. She returned to China today, and Zhang Zijin returned to China.

A beam of light hit the door, Zhang Zijin took her hand and walked in to meet everyone's eyes.

Zhang Zijin wore a skirt, a red satin, a V-neck, covering the hips, ankles and skirt. The color of the water red is very positive, and her skin is snowy. The waist and chest are very close, which makes him graceful and moving, and people can't take their eyes off it.

Zhang Zijin took Zhang Zijin to greet the elders in the family, and when he introduced his fiancée to everyone, Zhang Jinting had already been saluted with a circle of wine, and his inky black eyes were brighter than usual.

His facial features are handsome with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and the young Zhang Zijin used to be very proud that her brother Zhang Jinting had a kind of reassuring good-looking.

"Zhang Shao," Zhang Zijin patted Zhang Jinting on the shoulder. He is also from a high-ranking family, and he has known Zhang Jinting since childhood, and he is barely friends.

Zhang Jinting smiled and clinked glasses with him, exchanged a few pleasantries, and smiled slightly when he looked at the woman in his arm.

Zhang Zijin gently introduced to Zhang Jinting, "My fiancée, Zhang Zijin. Zhang Zijin, this is Zhang Shao. ”

Zhang Zijin nodded slightly towards Zhang Jinting, "Zhang Shao, long time no see." ”

Zhang Jinting still smiled, as if he was the same as an outsider present, but the tips of his fingers holding the wine glass were slightly white because of the force. "Congratulations." It doesn't seem to be sarcastic, it doesn't seem to be contemptuous, and the two most beautiful words are said in the most sincere tone.

Zhang Zijin smiled. The two stretched out their hands at the same time and shook them gently, Zhang Zijin's eyes were full of smiles, but Zhang Jinting's expression was a few points colder.

Zhang Zijin fiddled with the champagne in his hand a little absentmindedly, "Thank you," and thanked him insincerely.

Zhang Zijin turned his back to everyone, and he didn't even want to give Zhang Zijin an expression, so naturally he didn't speak.

Zhang Zijin smiled, he was used to it.

Zhang Jinting's eyes narrowed slightly, and his deep gaze made people unable to see the emotion, and he noticed it from the moment he came in, Zhang Zijin, the successor of Fenghua.

He has been in contact with Zhang Zijin several times, although Zhang Zijin is personable and smiling, his smile always carries a kind of alienation, coldness, and arrogance.

They are already engaged, in the United States, in the years since Zhang Zijin left.

This realization made Zhang Jinting very unhappy, and two clouds of anger appeared in his eyes, as if his most precious thing was not only coveted, but also did not belong to him.

Feeling the scorching gaze, Zhang Zijin raised his eyes slightly, and soon met Zhang Jinting's displeased eyes, Zhang Zijin was stunned, his gentle face was full of alienation, and he toasted again.

Zhang Jinting also retracted his gaze and politely returned a glass.

Zhang Zijin only lowered his head to eat just now, and didn't notice that the two had already fought each other.

Zhang Zijin took the napkin and gently wiped the corners of Zhang Zijin's mouth, still smiling gently, only Zhang Zijin noticed it, and the coldness in Zhang Zijin's eyes was even stronger.

Zhang Jinting's eyes narrowed dangerously, and his handsome face exuded a sense of danger

Breath.

At the end of the banquet, Zhang Zijin, as the host, naturally wanted to see off the guests at the door, and Zhang Zijin accompanied him.

When Zhang Jinting left, Zhang said goodbye to Zhang Zijin with a smile, but the coldness in his eyes was even stronger.

After Zhang Zhang continued to send away several groups of guests, Zhang Zijin sat in the lounge for a while, she quietly left through the back door and walked back slowly. Zhang Zijin left a note for Zhang Zijin and told him that he would leave first.

Behind him was endless black, there were few pedestrians on the road, and the dotted neon lights couldn't warm the heavy night. The night was lonely, and the silent streets were cold. Zhang Zijin took off his hateful pair and walked back step by step barefoot, and a gray Cayenne appeared behind him at some point, following her extremely slowly.

Zhang Zijin was a little tired after walking for a while, and was about to stop to call a taxi, but saw that a car had been parked behind him. Zhang Jinting sat in the cab with a cold face, not near or far.

It didn't take long for a taxi to come, Zhang Jinting still looked at Zhang Zijin coldly, Zhang Zijin didn't dare to look at Zhang Jinting more, and then got in the car and left.

The next day.

Zhang Zijin has already handed over a job application to Zhang, and if he wants to enter Zhang's, there should be no big problem.

When I returned home, I found that there were more than a dozen missed calls on my mobile phone, all from the same person - Fu Qingchun.

"Where are you?"

"At home."

"Come to Guomao, I'm waiting for you here."

Dressed new, Zhang Zijin went downstairs and went out, looking up at the place where Zhang Jinting had parked in the morning. The car is gone, and Zhang Jinting should have left.

As soon as he entered the International Trade Center, Zhang Zijin had a feeling that he had really been away for too long. It took a lot of turns to find Fu Qingchun.

"78 minutes," Fu Qingchun looked at the watch, frowning but still smiling at me, "You Miss Zhang is really hard to wait." ”

Zhang Zijin took the menu and handed it to Fu Qingchun, beckoned the waiter to come over, and said to Fu Qingchun, "You can order as you like, and I will make amends." ”

Fu Qingchun took the menu and clicked randomly, but he still didn't buy it, "Yesterday in Zhang's house really impressed me, you still dare to provoke Zhang Jinting." Although Fu Qingchun was sarcastic about Zhang Zijin, Zhang Zijin knew that she really cared about herself. They grew up together, shared a girlhood crush, and of course quarreled, but the relationship was as good as ever.

Zhang Zijin faced her before he took off his disguise, "I have already applied for a job for Zhang, and I should go to Zhang's for an interview in a few days." ”

Fu Qingchun leaned his head, rested his elbows on the table, raised his eyebrows and looked at me, silent for a moment, "Have you thought it through?" ”

Zhang Zijin nodded and lowered his head to drink coffee.

The coffee is already cold. Cold coffee, even if it was sweet and greasy before, is now astringent.

"You've decided, what else can I say." Fu Qingchun shrugged.

"I wish me success."

Zhang Zijin's assistant gave Zhang Zijin a black suit of Armani.

The brand Armani is actually particularly unsuitable for Zhang Zijin. The picky system and streamlined tailoring make it easy to hide the edge of people.

The sharpness in the eyes, coupled with a domineering black that outlines the female lines, the charm of the curly hair is naturally brought out. The two are neutralized and seamless.

After Zhang's change of ownership, he underwent a major change, and few of the current employees recognize Zhang Zijin.

"Miss Zhang, I have read your resume, with your qualifications, you can have a better development abroad, why did you choose to come to Zhang's?" The interviewer in front of him was a middle-aged man, slightly bald, and also had a beer belly. But his eyes, hidden behind his glasses, revealed a hint of wisdom.

"If I say that I want to climb to the top of the Zhang family, do you believe it?"

Except for the first paragraph, the whole interview process went smoothly. When it was over, he stood up and said, "Congratulations, Miss Zhang." ”

The financial part is given to Zhang Zijin, which is not big, but you can see the street outside.

Seeing the metal template with his name written on it appear on the door panel, Zhang Zijin suddenly felt like a world away.

Staying in a quiet office for a long time, a fear rose in the silence in my heart.

Entering the Zhang family, Zhang Zijin was also very afraid.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door and entered.

"Please come in."

The answer was Director Zhang, a shrewd and powerful woman with unspeakable calculations and scheming under professional clothing.

"Miss Zhang, this is the first half of our department's year. There is also this, the detailed list of internal shipments, I hope you will count it before tomorrow, in triplicate. ”

As soon as he came, he distributed such heavy work, and he was really a capitalist who eats people and does not spit out bones.

Zhang Zijin pulled up a standard smile, "Okay, I'll send it to your office tomorrow." Zhang Zijin took over a thick dozen years and internal shipping rate details.

Zhang Zijin began to worry about these thick documents.

Zhang Zijin worked hard and continued to work hard. Hurry up and hurry, and finally finish it before leaving work, so I was too tired to lie on my stomach in the office.

Zhang Zijin was only going to take a nap, but when he woke up, he was awakened by the ringtone of his mobile phone.

Zhang Zijin reacted, took his bag and left. Zhang Zijin didn't want to meet anyone, some senior Shibo naturally recognized Zhang Zijin, and went all the way to the first floor as an employee elevator, got out of the elevator, and ran towards the door.

At noon the next day, Director Zhang invited Zhang Zijin to dinner, although Director Zhang did not say it explicitly, it is not difficult to infer from her expression that she was very satisfied with Zhang Zijin's report.

Zhang Zijin is in a good mood, even if this job is dispensable, but in Zhang Zijin's view, being recognized by others is a happy thing. At 5 o'clock, Zhang Zijin left work on time.

The weather was good, Zhang Zijin was going to go shopping, and when he returned home, it was already past midnight. Zhang Zijin was carrying large and small bags in his hand, which contained the things they bought for Zhang's father and Li Yi, as well as the most exaggerated Versace dress, which was packaged in a beautiful way, which attracted frequent sideways glances from passers-by.

How to open the door is really a big trouble for Zhang Zijin, who has two things. Zhang Zijin put the thing on the wrist of his right hand on the ground, took out the key from his bag with his free hand, and moved a little hurriedly, Dong

West "bang" fell out all at once.

The key also fell to the ground.

Zhang Zijin was discouraged and helpless, so he had to bend down to get it.

A hand appeared in my field of vision, with distinct knuckles, beautifully trimmed nails, and a slight callouse on the tiger's mouth.

Zhang Zijin already knew who the owner of the hand was.

Zhang Jinting.

I had to accept my fate, and the one standing in front of me, holding my key in his hand, and his expressionless face was Zhang Jinting.

"Trouble, give me back the key."

Zhang Jinting glanced at the key in his hand, and then inserted the key into the card slot.

The door opened.

"You won't want me to come in and sit down?" As soon as he finished asking, he went straight to the door.

Leave Zhang Zijin standing at the door alone, not knowing what to do.

"Coffee, add a sugar cube."

Zhang Jinting is still arrogant, and he is still instructing Zhang Zijin like a waiter. If it weren't for Zhang Zijin's sleek past few years, and he knew that he had advanced and retreated, he would have swept Zhang Jinting out of the house a long time ago.

"There's no coffee at home." Zhang Zijin took out a bottle of mineral water in the refrigerator and handed it to him. Zhang Jinting didn't reach out to take it, just stared at the diamond ring on Zhang Zijin's hand, his eyes were burning as if he was going to burn Zhang Zijin's hand out of a hole.

In the end, Zhang Zijin coughed dryly, withdrew his hand awkwardly, and sat opposite Zhang Jinting.

"Why did you join the Zhang family?"

"It's just self-sufficient." Zhang Zijin endured the fear in his heart under Zhang Jinting's gaze.

"A high-achieving student from Cambridge came to Zhang's to work as a middle-level white-collar worker." Zhang Jinting smiled lowly, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. ”

Zhang Zijin was reluctant to talk to him more, Zhang Jinting's sense of existence was too strong, and Zhang Zijin's hands trembled unconsciously.

"No matter what you think, I'm telling the truth."

In the next second, Zhang Jinting suddenly got up, bypassed the coffee table, supported his body with his knees, and leaned towards Zhang Zijin, the distance between the two was instantly reduced to the minimum, Zhang Zijin couldn't stand his forcing eyes, and turned his head.

"Is Fenghua going out of business?" Zhang Jinting returned to the sofa and sat down. "The eldest lady of the Zhang family, the young lady of Fenghua, actually wants to support herself."

Zhang Zijin ignored Zhang Jinting's sarcasm, pierced his nails into the palms of his hands, and tried to sober himself up, so as not to fall into Zhang Jinting's trap.

"It's so late, I still have to rest, Zhang Shao is self-sufficient." After speaking, Zhang Zijin got up and went to the bedroom.

Zhang Jinting cursed in a low voice, and suddenly bullied him. Zhang Zijin didn't have time to react, and his head slammed into the door frame with a "bang". Zhang Zijin cried out in pain and glared at Zhang Jinting resentfully.

Zhang Jinting sighed and took the initiative to kiss Zhang Zijin.

Zhang Zijin struggled hard, but to no avail, Zhang Zijin raised his knee and attacked Zhang Jinting. Zhang Jinting couldn't dodge, and he was hit firmly, he bent down and cried out in pain.

"Don't think I'm still the same Zhang Zijin as before," after speaking, he closed the door vigorously. After a long time, Zhang Zijin heard the sound of the door closing louder than before, and sat on the ground weakly.

After a long time, Zhang Zijin got up to take a shower and climbed into bed to sleep.

"Sister Zhang, Zhang Zi

Jin, Zhang Zijin! ”

Zhang Zijin was stunned for a moment, turned his head, and just looked at the street outside the window in a daze, wandering for a long time.

Returning to his desk, he only flipped through a few pages of the document and saw nothing.

"What's wrong?"

The newly arrived intern sat on the guest chair opposite Zhang Zijin, "Is that Maybach yesterday your boyfriend?" His eyes sparkled with gossip.

"You're here to talk about gossip."

She shrugged, "Director, let you go to her office." ”

Zhang Zijin knocked on the door, "enter", a young and nice voice.

Zhang Zijin pushed the door in, and a man stared at the stock chart on the LCD screen with all his body.

It's none other than Zhang Jinting.

"Are you still comfortable with work?" Zhang Jinting seems to have forgotten who wanted Zhang Zijin to resign yesterday.

"It's okay." Zhang Zijin's answer is obviously too formulaic. "Where's Director Zhang?"

Zhang Jinting seemed to be a little dissatisfied, and his brows furrowed, but it was only for a moment, and he recovered quickly.

"This is for you," Zhang Jinting picked up a beautiful bag behind him, "Blue Mountain's is much better than the instant Nestle in the pantry." ”

"Mr. Zhang and I don't seem to be familiar yet, you have to give me a valuable gift."

"Heh," Zhang Jinting withdrew his gaze and looked at Zhang Zijin, "I'll put it here, if you don't want it, throw it away." ”

(End of chapter)