And in that compartment, Kwon Ye, who was meditating in the elevator, suddenly said to the assistant who was silent next to him like a quail: "Have you ever tried very hard to achieve your goal, but was completely rejected?" ”

"Huh?" The assistant who was in a daze heard Quan Ye suddenly ask him a question, or this kind of question that was not easy to answer, he was really stunned, and only replied with a monophonic word to express the confusion in his heart, and the elite who usually followed Quan Ye's side was categorically gone.

Seeing his assistant's bewildered face, Quan Ye shook his head, as if to calm the fluctuations in his heart, he lightly spit out two words "It's okay", as if the sentence just now was just a whim, and after speaking, he stepped out of the elevator and continued to walk towards the president's office.

The assistant was stunned for a moment, and quickly kept up with Kwonye's pace.

The empty aisle was dark and unknown, and the luster refracted by light and shadow was true or false, and only the sound of the two walking could be heard.

Quan Ye walked very fast, his steps were rapid and steady, every step out, would cause a little ripple on the ground, as if he was not stepping on the ground, but stepping on someone else's heart, he had the domineering and alienation of a person who had been in a high position for a long time, and his momentum seemed to be a warrior who would never admit defeat.

The assistant looked at such a general manager and couldn't help but be full of admiration and respect.

This kind of Quan Zong is really amazing, but why would Quan Zong ask me such a question? Is it really weird? Forget it, don't think about it, let's finish what Mr. Quan ordered first, and contact Li first. The master's assistant, don't think too much about the rest.

Walking into the president's office, Quan Ye hung the black suit on the hanger, revealing the white shirt inside, and a good smell belonging to mature men permeated the office, with a little cologne smell, which seemed to be the smell of aftershave.

After a while, the assistant knocked on the door, and Quan Ye said lightly: "Come in." ”

As soon as he walked in, the assistant found that Quan Zong was still facing away from him, Quan Ye's hair was black and thick, his shoulders were broad, and he was slowly arranging his sleeves, as if he was quite dissatisfied with the buttons at the cuffs.

The assistant's heart froze instantly, he knew that when Quan Ye was not in a good mood, he would be more critical of the things around him. The master is going back to China", and his gloomy mood has not yet returned.

But Lee. Isn't the master the teacher of Mr. Kwon? Why did he not feel good when he heard that his teacher had returned to China, could it be that Mr. Quan hadn't seen his teacher for too long, so he was timid? No way?!

In the assistant's cranky stall, Quan Ye was slowly tidying up his sleeves, it seemed that the sleeves were a little tight, he leisurely unbuttoned the cuffs, rolled up the sleeves, the original cold and domineering aura disappeared with this action, becoming a little casual and chic, like a lion on the grassland who was satisfied with his prey and lazy and ambiguous, but the power implied by it could not be ignored.

After a while, he saw that the assistant didn't speak, so he took the initiative to speak, and asked calmly and slightly coldly, "How did I do what I asked you to do?" ”

This was obviously talking to him, and when he heard Quan Ye's slightly cold question, the assistant suddenly came to his senses and realized that he was distracted in front of Quan Ye, and his mind was spinning rapidly.

Without hesitation, he hummed, and then replied quickly and businesslikely: "Mr. Quan, I have already done the things you explained. The master's assistant got in touch, but it said that Lee. The maestro is just rehearsing for the show, so I'll get back to you later. ”

Quan Ye nodded noncommittally, took a few steps forward, picked up a piece of paper on the desk, and there was a sense of oppression in his tone: "Well, I know, you go down, don't knock on the door and come in without my orders." ”

The assistant nodded and retired.

In the office, Quan Ye stood at his desk, staring indifferently at the document in his hand, as if he wanted to see it as a flower. After a while, he pinched his brows, as if to calm his fluctuating heart.

How long has it been since you saw your teacher again?

It seems that since I practiced hard that year and wanted to get praise from the teacher, but the teacher evaluated that you just have a good memory, but when you play the piano, you don't bring your own feelings at all, you can't be called my disciple at all, you are not suitable for playing the piano, and you have never seen it again.

In fact, for Lee. As far as the master is concerned, this is not a criticism, because his words are very clear: You Quan Ye is indeed good at playing the piano, but you still don't deserve to be said to be my Li Si's disciple.

Thinking of this, Quan Ye clenched his fists stiffly, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes, but there was more frustration in his eyes.

Kwon Ye has always been a master with a high eye, and there is nothing he can't do what he wants and wants to achieve since he was a child.

He is not a person who only talks about it, he will do his best to achieve the goals he wants to achieve, of course, this is inseparable from his ingenuity and hard work.

In his words: "I can't control others, but since it's the goal I want to achieve, what I like, even if I have enough hardship and sweat to get it, I won't give up." Every day I shout and want, make a wish a hundred times, I don't think it's touching, what I want, I will definitely do. ”

So when he began to learn the piano, he also put in a lot of hard work, from the beginning of the unskilled to the skilled, in the middle of which the hard sweat is unimaginable to ordinary people.

So when he was rejected by the teacher in his mind, he was very painful in his heart, and after working hard for so long, he could also see his results, but he was obviously full of confidence, but he was suddenly knocked down by his own teacher, and the psychological process was something he didn't want to think about again.

He felt that his self-esteem had suffered an unprecedented blow, like a battle-hardened general who suddenly lost a battle, painful and helpless, but not depressed.

This should be one of the few failures in his life.

Thinking of this, Quan Ye frowned.

"Mr. Quan." Hearing the assistant's knock on the door, Quan Ye immediately reined in his mind and answered coldly, "Come in." ”

The assistant stepped forward with the mobile phone that had been vibrating in his hand, and said respectfully to Quan Ye: "Just now. The master's assistant called to say Lee. The Master has something to tell you. ”

Quan Ye was stunned, the teacher has something to say to him?

He quietly took the phone and said to the assistant: You go out first.

After the assistant disappeared outside the door, Quan Ye answered the call.

A calm old man's voice came from inside: "Quan Ye, I heard my assistant say that you want to ask me to meet." The sound of music came faintly in the background, and it seemed that it was still at the rehearsal site.

Quan Ye heard the familiar voice of the old man he hadn't seen for many years, and he was in a trance, he was stunned for a moment, and then stabilized his mind and replied: "Yes, I heard that the teacher is going back to China, and I want to ask the teacher to meet, but I haven't seen the teacher for many years." ”

The old man on the other side of the microphone sighed with emotion, and then said, "Yes, I haven't seen you for many years." ”

Quan Ye listened quietly, and suddenly said, "Is the teacher free?" ”

The old man replied: "I called you just to tell you about it, I have something temporary here, and I shouldn't be able to return to China." At this point, he paused and spoke again.

"But I'm going to hold a music exchange meeting in country A, and I want to invite you to participate." Speaking of which, Lee. The master's voice already had a hint of a smile on it.

"Teacher, why did you suddenly remember to ask me to go to a concert?" Kwon Ye frowned.

"That's right, there are a lot of talented musicians from the world in this concert, but there are also a lot of rising stars, you are fully qualified to participate, and I heard that you are married, even have children, you can bring your wife to this exchange meeting, I am very welcome."

Hearing this, Quan Ye was stunned for a moment, until the teacher's laughter came from the other side of the microphone, and he seemed to have reacted.

He clenched his fists tightly, and only after a while did he reply in a calm tone, "I know, I'll go, teacher." ”

"You, since you were a child, you have a strong character, I haven't seen you for so many years, I want to see what you look like now, I heard that you have inherited the family business now, and now you are developing your own business very well, last time I happened to see your cover in a business magazine in country A, haha, I still have something to do here, you are also busy, then see you at the exchange meeting."

Li Si is not a deep character, and now he has not been taught, and his natural personality is much more lively than before.

Li Si instructed the staff and asked them to modify the position of the piano, and then when he was done, he smiled and walked out with his hands behind his back.

Looking at the blue sky outside, Li Si murmured, "Quan Ye, it's really unwilling to say it, it's obviously such a good apprentice, but the result is that he doesn't open his mind, alas, it's a pity...... I don't know if I will open my mind now that I have a wife. ”

Hung up the phone, Quan Ye seemed to be a little unable to react, and after a while, his thick dark brows stretched, and this long-term heart knot seemed to be untied, and his mood also became stretched, and the corners of his lips overflowed with a little smile.

He decided to take Zheng Xichen to the teacher's exchange meeting.

I'm afraid Zheng Xichen hasn't been to country A yet, he will be very happy then, Quan Ye remembers that Zheng Xichen said once before that he wants to go on vacation abroad with the person he likes, although this is not a vacation, but it doesn't matter if you play for a few days.

Quan Ye imagined Zheng Xichen's eyes shining, and his smile became more obvious.

Quan Ye, who decided to take Zheng Xichen abroad to participate in the teacher's music exchange meeting that afternoon, had already instructed the assistant to arrange the work that should have been completed during the concert in advance, and at the same time, the general manager was appointed to participate in the cocktail party and dinner that could not be attended at another time.