Rongcheng is naturally not as good as Huzhou, but compared with the traffic in Huzhou that kills people early in the morning, Rongcheng even has a much slower pace of life. When Siyu woke up in the morning, it was only seven o'clock, the morning light was full of harmony, looking out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, pedestrians were shuttling around the banyan trees planted on the sidewalk, and the rows of banyan trees on both sides of the street bloomed dazzling green in the early spring.

Siyu looked at Peng Youbin, who was still asleep beside him, and called his name softly. Peng Youbin only fell asleep in the early hours of last night, naturally he couldn't wake up, so Siyu got up alone to wash, she remembered Peng Youbin's words last night, so she changed into a blue brand-name dress that she bought at Yihua Department Store, put some sunglasses wallet lipstick into the Chanel handbag she brought, and she also threw away all the things she bought in the wholesale market yesterday, and then went down to the hotel restaurant for breakfast.

Although Siyu didn't like these much since she was a child, she grew up in Rongcheng and had been away from her hometown for many years, so she still ordered a bowl of rice noodles in thick soup, accompanied by two plates of refreshing pickles, and then she looked at the schedule sent by Cheng Xiaoding yesterday while eating rice noodles.

She first had to go to the branch across the river from the city center, and then go to the field to investigate and polish the plan. The first thing to discuss is the relocation of the most important middle school, to the old campus in the city, to the new campus in the suburbs, then the new construction of the city stadium, and then the relocation of the Children's Palace, all in all, these are still in the initial stage of the project.

After breakfast, she took a taxi to the branch office, and the front desk lady took her to the conference room. I originally thought that I would meet Chen Mingli and Xiao Li yesterday, but who knew that it was the deputy general manager of the general manager of the branch, but it turned out that the head of the branch was temporarily replaced by the deputy general manager of Yi's headquarters. This general manager Yang's attitude is lukewarm, deputy general manager Feng Jing is only in her early forties, different from Chen Mingli's flattery, she maintains a politeness between her words, and there is always a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, which makes people feel sincere, and Siyu is also willing to politely call her "Sister Feng".

When getting on the bus to go to the old campus of No. 1 Middle School, Siyu discussed with Feng Jing and said, "Sister Feng, the campus is not in a hurry, why don't we go and see the location of the Children's Palace and the stadium first?" ”

Feng Jing was stunned for a moment, and then said: "It's okay, it's just a walk around the school, and it's far less important than choosing a location." ”

Then they drove to several site selection sites, and after the field investigation, they held a meeting with several important engineers, which was a good start, and the verbal war grinded to a little more: Siyu Feng Jing, a liberal arts student who pays attention to the right time, place, and strategy, and an engineer who pays attention to logic, data, physics and geometry, argued endlessly on some key points, and then changed the original plan of the science student beyond recognition, and finally satisfied the businessman's desire to make money, and even Feng Jing smiled: "Isn't it to make money to make project drawings!" ”

Siyu also looked at the depressed engineers with some pride, she turned on her mobile phone, and it showed that she had received a new text message, she clicked on it and saw that it was sent by Peng Youbin, with only five words: "I'm not here at noon." ”

Siyu said: "It's been a busy morning, why don't I invite everyone to dinner?" Of course, the simple engineers did not shirk when they heard that there was something to eat, Feng Jing made a phone call to General Manager Yang, and then said to Siyu: "General Manager, they are almost finished, let's go and open a table by ourselves." ”

Then a few of them drove to the Yihua Hotel.

Siyu ordered a table of delicacies from the mountains and seas. Although she herself has no appetite, she feels a little bit of fireworks and humanity when she watches those simple engineers feast. After eating, Si Yu sent Feng Jing and the engineers to the door of the hotel, watched them get in the car and leave, and then she looked back at the hotel behind her, the magnificent five-star hotel, she thought of Peng Youbin, but she always felt like something was missing in her heart, whirring with the wind, making people feel extra empty and afraid.

That legal husband never belonged to her.

There was a breath in my chest.

What else does she have? She hasn't been back to her mother's house for seven years, and her mother's family who sends money every month, in the past, when she followed Yi Youqian step by step and her life was getting better and better, she always sent more money to her family little by little, intentionally or unintentionally. She actually doesn't know much about Zou Ziying's work, but she knows that Zhi Zhiyuan, who is a French teacher, is always poor at home, so she stepped up the amount of money sent to her family, from 600 per month to 5,000 now, always anonymously, unless she takes the initiative to appear, otherwise Zou Ziying and Zhi Zhiyuan will never find her, but maybe subconsciously, she wants to tell them that she has money now, and they don't have to worry.

The suburbs have become real estate, and the university has pulled the market price.

Spend money low and sell high, she has stocks in her hands.

She still has money, a lot of money.

Siyu was thinking while blowing the wind at the door of the hotel. Finally, she stepped away from her stiff legs and walked slowly towards Yihua Department Store.

She started shopping and swiping her cards.

She buys whatever she sees pleasing to the eye, such as women's luxury pearl necklaces, cashmere shawls, silk coats, such as men's fountain pens American Parker, German Lingmei, Japanese Baile, and then tea Pu'er, Tieguanyin, Biluochun, and Longjing before the rain.

When she stood at the gate of Yihua Department Store again, she found that she had carried dozens of shopping bags of all sizes, all kinds and colors in both hands.

But there was nothing in it that she had bought for herself.

Siyu felt that her eyes were dry, she looked at the various shopping bags in her hand a little blankly, and she had the impression that she looked very similar to Zou Ziying, but Zou Ziying was more charming, but Siyu had never seen her dress better over the years. Zhi Zhiyuan is a French learner, always likes to engage in some romantic literary retro style, often uses a fountain pen, but can't afford too good a fountain pen, always feel that it is difficult to write. They often drink tea and feel that it is healthy.

She wanted to go back and have a look, and she really wanted to go back and see.

Then take a look, just take a look, even if it's from a distance, Siyu thought, she stopped a taxi and went up, and then hesitantly said to the driver: "Nanqiu Community." May I? ”

The driver said, "Howler!" He started the car.

Nanqiu community is far away from the city center, in the remote southern suburbs, the impression is that there is only 1 bus to the city center. When Siyu was in middle school, she always got up early with Zhi Zhiyuan to take the No. 1 bus on the morning shift, although Siyu knew that Zhi Zhiyuan was not her biological father, but she never said it, because from childhood to adulthood, only Zhi Zhiyuan played the role of a father, and he always regarded Siyu as his own and took care of him.

The scenery outside the car window is constantly changing, the dense banyan trees are receding, the golden sunlight is sifted from the branches and leaves, and then quickly skimming Siyu's cheeks, Siyu looks at the scene outside the car window - there are few pedestrians in the afternoon, and the street in the southern suburbs is still familiar. Under the banyan tree, the shops are adjacent, there are hundreds of years of time-honored signboards, three or two old people lying on the bamboo deck chair to take a nap, the aunt who watches the store and the little daughter-in-law next door are talking about the shortcomings of the parents, Siyu seems to hear their chatter for a hundred years The same topic: whose daughter-in-law gave birth to a baby with twins, who got into trouble at school after eating and knocking, the ribs in the street market rose by five cents, and the thick soup and rice noodle soup at the end of the street are not thick......

Then the speed of the flash of the picture outside the window slowed down, and the eye was greeted by a café, the transparent glass shiningly reflected the golden afternoon light, the café was an antique ochre tone, through the glass, boxwood square tables and benches were placed on the street, and the whole café was wrapped in the melting afternoon light.

There are always few customers in the café because there are not many wealthy people around, but this café has been open for several years.

I remember when she was a child, she always wanted to sit in a café and spend hours reading a book. But the dessert milk tea in the café is too expensive, often dozens or hundreds, and she can't help but take a few more glances every time she passes by the café. After a long time, Zhi Zhiyuan saw her thoughts, and would always give her fifty yuan behind Zou Ziying's back, and give her an excuse to read in the café in a different way, but she was only willing to ask for a cup of original milk tea every time, and twenty-eight yuan made her feel very distressed, but what she always wanted was strawberry milk tea for thirty-six yuan, how distressed she was for those eight yuan. The time in the café is extraordinarily quiet, the milk tea is always extraordinarily expensive, but it is also always extraordinarily delicious, and when the silky and mellow milk tea lingers between her lips and teeth, she always thinks that it would be better if it was strawberry-flavored, and it would be sweeter......

Little by little, coinciding with yesterday, Siyu was in a trance in such an afternoon, she didn't know, it turned out that she liked to be in a daze so much, in the past four years, from "Yiyi" to Yi's, she is a Zhi Siyu who is racing against time, a Zhi Siyu who has not entered a café to pass the time in seven years, and Zhi Siyu who can impress Yi and Qian, but she also likes to be in a quiet daze like this.

"Girl? Girl? The Nanqiu community has arrived! Seeing that Siyu was distracted, the taxi driver raised his voice and shouted several times.

Siyu reacted, she hurriedly paid the money, took the dozens of shopping bags and got out of the car.