After the morning meeting, Foley finally had time to drink a glass of water, and he felt a tingling in his chest when he remembered John's crying in the morning.

The office has Rhodes visible through the glass, and Representative doesn't want anyone else to know he's upset, especially Rhodes.

Rhodes is 34 years old, the same age as Foley, but Foley often feels pressured in terms of his ability to work, and perhaps it is very different whether there are family ties at this age. If you have been single, you have worked as hard as you have just left college, and you only think about getting recognition for your abilities, and you may be happily fighting for the career you love now, instead of being a little nervous and worried about whatever you do, even if you are doing what you like, you can't simply give it your all.

Rhodes, who is single, has no such troubles at all, not only has less family bonds, but also is far more energetic than himself. Colleagues who came to the company at the same time knew that when he successfully completed the project at hand, it was not surprising that he would become a partner of the company. In contrast, even if he looks as good as Rhodes, the reluctance behind it may only be known to Representative Foley himself.

"Please don't talk about that again, Mr. Belus, I have something to do, and next time you have a better cooperation, talk to Tommy first, he likes to drink your sweetened sparkling water." Rod's words seemed to want to be heard by everyone in the area, even through the glass of Forlì.

A kind of Rhodes rejection, although it is a little impersonal, but I have to admit that this method is indeed effective, so that the other party clearly knows their position and attitude, and can indeed save a lot of useless waste of time in communication.

The man, Bellus, recognized Representative at a glance, and he stood up from his seat, considering whether to come up and say hello. But such a move in the office is obviously not appropriate, after all, Rhodes and Bellus had a conflict just now, and it would be a bit of a self-inflicted annoyance to talk to him at this time.

Representative Foley picks up his teacup and walks down a corridor of glass doors that line like seashells on the beach, and Berus is sure to pass through the passage when he leaves, and if he recognizes him, he can leave the office with him through the small door next to him.

When he thinks back to this, Foley feels that he was in a bit of a hurry, and he doesn't quite know why. Perhaps the best thing to do is to call Belus and ask him for a beer in the evening, perhaps ordering a plate of barbecue, which he likes most about smoky food.

"Hi, Eugene."

Eugene is the name of Foley's mother, and Belus speaks loudly, as if everyone around him has varying degrees of hearing impairment. Fortunately, no one in the company knew the name.

Representative Foley raised his left hand and tapped it twice on his lips, and Berus followed him through the side door into the aisle. There was only a faint yellow light in the passage.

Representative Foley continues to walk, his footsteps coming back to an unused space behind the building.

"Eugene, why are you here, I haven't seen you for years."

Berus asked excitedly as if he hadn't spoken for months.

"yes, are you still a doctor?"

"It's long gone, I think about it, three years ago, I resigned."

"Three years ago."

Representative Foley repeats.

"yes."

"It's great that you're in this company, and it seems that we will have another chance to work together in the future."

"You were talking to my colleague about cooperation just now, and it seems that he refused."

"yes, that's definitely not a bad thing."

Seeing that Berus was about to gush on about the affair between him and Rod, Representative Foley immediately interrupted him.

"Hey, man, I don't want to know about my colleague and you, it's not appropriate."

"Well, yes, I haven't seen you for many years, and I'm too enthusiastic, isn't it. Ha ha. ”

Representative Foley smiles, not knowing how to respond.

"What are you doing so secretly bringing me out. I haven't been in touch for so long, and it's so sneaky to meet. ”

"You have also seen you talk so loudly, it is not good to disturb other people's work, not to mention that I don't talk about work with you, at most I just talk about the past."

"That's right. So, how are you doing now, and is Sammel okay? Did her rich dad give you a look? ”

"Why do you want to show me a look?"

"Look at your sad face, am I mistaken, is there something wrong between you and Samel?"

"Why can't it be a little troublesome at work?"

"Come on, Foley, your talent is above many people, you will still be so embarrassed to deal with your company, to be honest, what's wrong with you, is there anything uncomfortable?"

"No, I'm fine."

Representative Foley was nervous that he had lied, and he had brought Berus here in a hurry, but he didn't say anything, as if it made people feel suspicious, so it was better to make his intentions clear. But what is his intention, why can't he recognize him in the office and have to go to this place where no one is, why don't he give him a call, and there must be a reason to say that such an unreasonable act is in the past.

"Can you remember..."

"What do you remember?"

"Do you remember the coffee shop downstairs in my company?"

"Efia. I see, you secretly brought me out to ask about Ephia, no wonder you were so curious about when I left the hospital. ”

Berus's quick reflexes are too quick for Forlì to accept, he is as alert and precise as an insect on a leaf.

"Did you see her later?"

"The girl who knows you want sugar for your coffee?"

"Don't make a fuss, you know who I'm talking about."

"She's making coffee in my kitchen."

"What."

If Berus's answer wasn't a joke, why would Foley really not know how to respond to him, bless him or hit him? He didn't know, but he felt that his head was buzzing like a singing fly after listening to Bellus's words. Fortunately, Bellus immediately said that it was just a joke and that he didn't know anything about Ephia like Foley.

"Why did you suddenly think of her, when did you finish?" Berus asked.

"The end?"

"yes, aren't you in love?"

When the call rang, he was not knowing how to answer Berus's question, a question he had never figured out himself. Forlì really wanted to tell Berus, the girl they all knew, had been interfering with his life every day these days, driving, eating, and even writing emails in meetings like a key to his consciousness, announcing his master's identity.

But he couldn't help it, he didn't say it, and the work matters forced the two to be separated temporarily, and Berus suggested that Foley go to his house on Sunday, and Foley agreed.