The biggest feature of Western food is that it is slow and exquisite, listening to music, drinking red wine, serving dishes one by one, drinking soup can not make a sound, cutting meat can not make a sound, eating and chewing should not be too large, and at the same time to control the speed of eating...... Even Qiao Yiyu couldn't do all these details perfectly, and after eating for 20 minutes, she felt that her stomach was not too full, but her shoulders, neck and hands were a little sore.

The whole western restaurant is shrouded in the quiet atmosphere created by the music, and in the sound of such music, Qiao Yiyu will always have a very ironic feeling of slowly dismembering the food with a knife - it seems that she is performing some kind of performance, rather than enjoying the pleasure of eating, of course, maybe the ancients enjoyed the pleasure of this kind of performance, that is another matter.

In the past 20 minutes, Zhou Hai has not been involved in the topic, just talking about some investment matters - from the current point of view, this is also the biggest common language between him and Qiao Yiyu, talking and talking, talking about Qiao Yiyu's current job, Zhou Hai straightened his body, and felt that this would be a good entry point.

"You should only be temporary," Zhou Hai guessed, "Your boss has a good career, but he is too anxious...... There is an opportunity to exercise his ability under him, but I'm afraid it won't be long-term, of course, don't go back and tell your boss. ”

Qiao Yiyu smiled, but didn't speak, which was a tacit acquiescence to Zhou Hai's words.

"Do you have any plans for the future?" Zhou Hai guessed again, and then suggested, "What major are you going to study in college?" ”

Qiao Yiyu shook his head and frowned unconsciously: "I still plan to work for a few years first." "When she learned that the identity problem could not be bypassed, she gave up on the matter of going to college, after all, she had just arrived, and she would talk about it in a low-key manner for a few years.

Zhou Hai keenly caught her expression, remembering that the last time he ate, Qiao Yiyu said that he was going to go to college, and now that he has changed his words, he must have encountered some difficulties, so he carefully asked: "Is there any difficulty at home?" ”

Qiao Yiyu still shook his head: "It's okay with this......" Then he looked around, feeling that he had been sitting in this position, and his waist was a little uncomfortable, thinking about whether he should end this meal early, but he couldn't find a suitable reason - I can't say that you hurry up and say that you like me, and then I quickly refuse to go home and read.

Qiao Yiyu understands Zhou Hai's intention today, which is nothing more than to choose a suitable place and atmosphere, so that she can know more about his excellence, so as to obtain a greater success rate in pursuit, but Zhou Hai doesn't understand Qiao Yiyu's opinion of him - maybe in the eyes of the ancients, as long as they are normal young men and women of the right age, they must be eager to fall in love subconsciously, it is nothing more than the standard level, but this universal law obviously does not include Qiao Yiyu, Zhou Hai in Qiao Yiyu's eyes is actually no different from Han Le, It's just two kinds of people living in the same era.

So this is also doomed to the tragedy of Zhou Hai.

"For a beautiful girl like you, there should be a lot of people in the company who pursue you." Zhou Hai cautiously tried step by step.

Qiao Yiyu remembered that Zhou Hai asked this question last time he had dinner, maybe the ancients had a poor memory...... So she shook her head patiently: "Not yet." ”

"That's a short time...... It will be in a while. ”

Qiao Yiyu frowned, how could it be something that had been said.

"Do you have any criteria for finding a boyfriend?"

Qiao Yiyu didn't use the vague belt of going to college this time like last time, because she firmly stated her position: "I don't want to fall in love at all!"

Zhou Hai smiled: "Many little girls of your age say that...... But this kind of thing is not something you want to decide or not, sometimes you don't even notice it, and suddenly you have a crush on someone. ”

Qiao Yiyu was silent now, she waited for Zhou Hai to say something fresh.

When the freshness came, Zhou Hai's face stiffened slightly, and he followed the previous sentence: "I used to have the same idea as you, and I don't think I would consider falling in love or ......even getting married before I was 40 years old" When he said this, Zhou Hai paused slightly, and his eyes stared at Qiao Yiyu seriously, "But now I feel that I was wrong before." ”

Qiao Yiyu knew that the important part was coming, so she cheered up and waited for Zhou Hai to continue.

Zhou Hai didn't get the slightest flustery and shyness from Qiao Yiyu's eyes, which made him feel a little bottomless, no matter how rich a man is, as long as he really wants to pursue a woman, the mentality at this time is the same, the difference is just how much it shows, Zhou Hai obviously belongs to the kind of people who don't show it: "I think people still talk about fate between people, even if some people are like bodhisattvas who offer you every day, you won't feel comfortable, some people can have a happy day as long as they can have breakfast with her, I think I'm kind of liking you. ”

After saying this, Zhou Hai himself was a little surprised, to be honest, he didn't plan to confess so early, or in his opinion, as long as he maintained this attitude towards Qiao Yiyu, and then privately understood Qiao Yiyu more and provided reasonable help, the two would soon be able to develop naturally, but Qiao Yiyu's impatient attitude when eating made him a little worried, and this worry even became out of control in an instant - but Zhou Hai did not regret it, The loss of emotional control is even a good thing for him, which shows that he is not as sophisticated as he imagined.

Qiao Yiyu let out a dark breath, and finally waited, with the experience of the last time, Qiao Yiyu tried her best to be more tactful this time than the previous time, she first took a sip of wine, swallowed it slowly, and after making sure that Zhou Hai was mentally prepared, she replied in a voice as calm as possible: "Thank you, I'm honored...... But I really haven't thought about it now. ”

"I didn't let you accept it right away," Zhou Hai hurriedly said, "I understand that this kind of thing can't be rushed...... I can wait. ”

You can't afford to wait! Qiao Yiyu replied in her heart, still shaking her head on the surface: "I don't think it's necessary...... I know what you're trying to say, I'm not against you liking me, and of course I don't have the right to object, I just hope you don't use this as a starting point to do anything for me...... For example, the convenience of work. Qiao Yiyu now understands that this contract is actually an accident, and his normal work will definitely not be as leisurely as it is now - if the work in this era is as good as his work in Quanfeng for a few days, then there will not be so many complaints on the Internet.

When Qiao Yiyu was planning, Zhou Hai said that he still wanted to stay and have a few more drinks, and it could be seen that his mood was much worse than when he came in, Qiao Yiyu wanted to comfort him a few words, but he was afraid that it would be understood as a euphemism, so he gave up.

The days in the future should be calmer, on the way back on a bicycle alone, Qiao Yiyu thought.

……

Early the next morning, Zheng Di, who went to pick up Zhou Hai, saw the boss's gloomy face, and shouted in his heart that it was bad - it seems that last night was not very ideal.

Zhou Hai is not interested in riding a bicycle to work today, and even the routine outing exercise is changed to be carried out at home, and on the way to the company, he met a novice grinding in the front block, and Zhou Hai, who was sitting in the co-pilot, impatiently honked the horn.

At a red-light intersection, Zhou Hai opened the window and lit a cigarette, and asked his assistant: "How is the information I asked you to check?" ”

Zheng Di knew that it was not suitable to talk about this now, so he said euphemistically: "I have already put the information on your desk, and I will ...... it when I get to the company."

"Say it now." Zhou Hai seemed to have lost all his patience overnight.

Zheng Di looked at the red light opposite, and secretly hated his bad luck in his heart, but he still said it head-on: "Miss Qiao's information...... Something may be wrong. ”

Zhou Hai glared at him and motioned for him to continue.

"I can't say a word or two." The assistant said vaguely, at this time, the red light turned green, and he hurriedly pretended to drive to the gear and stepped on the clutch, but his action was roughly cut off by Zhou Hai - he directly pulled out the key and said to Zheng Di word by word: "Either say it now, or get out of the car now!" ”

The assistant was frightened by Zhou Hai's unprecedented movements, the Zhou Hai in front of him was very different from the Zhou Dong in his impression, and his voice trembled a little: "That's the case...... My uncle said that he could not find Miss Qiao's information, and he said that Miss Qiao's ID card was most likely fake. ”

At this time, the car waiting behind was already impatiently honking, Zhou Hai held the key in his hand but ignored it, and it took a few seconds to react, return the key to the assistant, and then throw the cigarette in his mouth out of the window, and began to think about the meaning of the news.

*？ To be honest, before letting Zheng Di investigate, Zhou Hai never expected to find out such a result, his original intention was to clearly understand Qiao Yiyu's family background, if the family was as difficult as he imagined, it would be much easier, of course, even if it was average or well-off, it was good news for him, but* ...... This is a bit too unexpected.

Who would use a fake identity? The first thing Zhou Hai thought of was a liar, but if Qiao Yiyu was really a liar, what could she deceive in Quanfeng Company with this*? Besides, she even let go of such a good goal as herself, if she is really a liar, she will inevitably be too disrespectful.

In addition to the liar, there is another possibility, that is, Qiao Yiyu is an illegal black household - but this is Huaxia, not the Anglo-American, and German-German law, and then there is a more serious situation, maybe it is a fugitive, or ...... Zhou Hai soon found that the more he thought about it in this direction, the more mysterious it became, and those inferences and imaginations were too different from the Qiao Yiyu he saw - of course, he couldn't have imagined it, and the truth was actually thousands of times more incredible than what he thought.

"Xiao Zheng", in the office, Zhou Hai, who had been thinking for a long time and didn't have a clue, called his assistant in and explained, "You help me pay attention to what regular private detective companies there are...... Yes, it's a private investigator, do you think I'm joking? ”

……

Qiao Yiyu didn't know that the peaceful life she imagined was on the verge of collapse, at the gate of the community, she happened to meet Xie Yongqing, who had just come back from a date, seeing Qiao Yiyu riding a bicycle alone, Xie Yongqing naturally asked: "Han Le is not with you." ”

"He came back alone," Qiao Yiyu said, "I ate outside." ”

"And Zhou Hai?" Xie Yongqing guessed it.

Qiao Yiyu nodded: "Yes." "But I didn't say much.

Xie Yongqing smelled the faint taste of wine on Qiao Yiyu's body, and could only mourn for Han Le in his heart, maybe a year is too much, and at the same time, he was glad for his wisdom.

There was nothing to say all the way, after arriving home, Xie Yongqing saw that the table was empty at a glance, and hurriedly went to the room to care about his information, Qiao Yiyu was still surfing the Internet in the living room, and after opening QQ, Qiao Yiyu noticed that Han Le's QQ signature had changed, from "empty" to "I give up".

At this time, Han Le was coming out of the room, still holding a copy paper in his hand, and the moment he saw Qiao Yiyu, he hesitated for a moment, but finally made up his mind: "Qiao Yiyu, do me a favor tomorrow." ”

"What?"

"Just help me give this to Mr. Shen." Han Le said and handed over the paper in his hand, Qiao Yiyu took it and looked at it, and in the middle of the top of the paper were three big characters with crab bodies - resignation letter.

"You're resigning?" Qiao Yiyu was a little surprised at first, and then asked, "Is it just a matter of writing a letter to resign?" "So convenient?

"Almost," Han Le nodded, "Anyway, I've only been doing it for half a month." ”

Qiao Yiyu heard something meaningful, but she was not very sure: "What about the salary?" Can I help you bring it back? ”

Han Le smiled: "Do you still need a salary if you leave in half a month like me?" If he gives it to you, bring it back for me. ”

Qiao Yiyu was surprised: "Will you still not give it?" ”

"It's not impossible."

"But wasn't the salary said at the beginning?" Qiao Yiyu still didn't quite understand.

Han Le didn't continue to pursue this issue: "Anyway, you can just help me hand it over tomorrow...... If he gives me something to bring it back, I'll treat you to dinner. ”

"Okay." It's a trivial matter, Qiao Yiyu said and took the letter and sandwiched it in a book next to the computer.

Han Le didn't stay for a long time, he knew very well what kind of person he was, and he was afraid that he would change his mind as he said it during the day, so after saying this, he immediately went back to his room,

As soon as he sat down, Han Le saw Xie Yongqing's avatar on QQ beating, Han Le guessed with his ass that it must be sarcastic, and as soon as he opened it, he said: "Disarm and surrender so quickly, I still expect to see you cheer up." ”

Han Le smiled at the screen, but didn't type.

Xie Yongqing sent another avatar shaking, "I know you're here, talking." ”

"You're right," Han Le admitted, "I don't have anything to say, surrender." ”

"You can't be angry, right?" Xie Yongqing felt that Han Le's words were a little abnormal.

"No," Han Le felt that he had never been so calm and rational in the past half a month as he was now, "I just feel that I'm not good at chasing women, so I won't do it."

Xie Yongqing has nothing to say now, he knows that it must be Han Le's old problem again-depression has one of the biggest benefits, that is, it can allow a person to maintain a state of no desire and no desire and no attention to anything, as the old saying goes, no desire is strong, since there is nothing to want, then there is nothing to worry about losing, Han Le's current state can really be called soft and hard.

"I hope you don't regret it tomorrow."

Seeing this, Han Le smiled: "I regret it now." Originally, he and Qiao Yiyu still had some intersections in their lives, but as soon as this resignation letter was handed over, it was basically half a stranger. Thinking about the scene of working together with Qiao Yiyu in the afternoon...... But Han Le finally made this choice, and he felt that instead of going back and forth between hope and loss, it was better to return to the previous life of a pool of stagnant water—at least in this life, he was his own master.

Xie Yongqing sighed a few words, but he didn't say anything, and quickly went offline to sort out his table report. Han Le opened the drawer and took out more than a dozen paintings that Qiao Yiyu had painted, hesitating whether to return them to Qiao Yiyu or keep them, it would be too deliberate to want to go - Qiao Yiyu originally said that he would throw them away.

About an hour later, Han Le, who had just finished watching a movie, went to the living room to boil water, and saw that the kettle was already boiling and steaming, so he waited with a cup on the side, at this time Qiao Yiyu asked him: "Han Le, are you still ready to find a job again?" ”

Han Le shook his head: "I don't think I'm that material." "Even if it used to be, if you stay at home for too long, you will already be moldy and rotten, Han Le thinks so.

"And do you spend most of your time at home playing games?"

"Yes," Han Le nodded, then joked, "If you want to learn, I can teach you." ”

"I'll learn it later," Ms. Qiao said, adding that Ms. Han's lifestyle is also an important part of Ms. Qiao's experience, "but you have to make some money first." ”

Han Le felt that Qiao Yiyu was just polite, but in fact, he didn't hear from her mouth that he despised Han Le, and he was already very satisfied.

That night, Han Le played until half past two in the morning, until he saw the light in the living room go out, he turned off the computer and prepared to go to bed, the feeling of not having to go to work is really nostalgic, but it is also confusing - if he doesn't work, what can he do?

Han Le fell asleep unconsciously with this question, and when he woke up, it was almost noon the next day, and when he got up and saw that the sun on the balcony was suitable, he moved the sofa in the living room to the floor-to-ceiling window to enjoy, while drying in the sun, while imagining what the scene would be if he was working now-look at the time, it should be gobbling up chicken leg rice now,

I don't know if it's a good heart, Han Le just basked in the sun for a few minutes, his mobile phone rang, the caller ID was Shen Quanfeng, Han Le quickly answered the phone: "Hello Mr. Shen." ”

"Han Le," Shen Quanfeng's voice sounded a little depressed on the phone, "Where are you now?" ”

"At home." Han Le didn't feel anything wrong at this time.

"Can you come to the office now?" Although Shen Quanfeng's words seemed to be discussed, his tone was closer to an order.

"What's the matter?" Han Le didn't understand, I don't want the salary, I don't owe anything to the company, and I don't put anything in the company, what are I going to do? Let people take a look?

"Anyway, you come here," Shen Quanfeng's tone softened, but Han Le could hear the power in it, "It's about Xiaoyu." ”

"Qiao Yiyu? What does it have to do with her? Han Le didn't understand.

"Anyway, you just come, I'll wait for you in the company." After Shen Quanfeng finished speaking, he hung up the phone.