Sixty-five, the Lord
I opened my sleepy eyes, and the sunlight gently poured into the room, bright and shining. I stretched, and I slept so comfortably, so clearly, so well. Because of the jet lag, I haven't slept like this for days.
No, I sat up, yes, this is my room, next to Jiang Shuiyue's bed, but she is no longer on the bed, but her pajamas are thrown on the bed. Look at the watch, eleven o'clock in the morning. After a long sleep, my jet lag finally reversed.
The question is how did I turn it upside down? Last night...... Oh my God, I fell asleep watching Swan Lake in the theater! And Dang Han sat next to me on a cold night, he would definitely laugh at me for not knowing elegant music, it's too embarrassing!
I fell asleep in the theater and woke up in my own bed, how did I get back? My face is red, redder than an apple's ripe apples in autumn.
When I lifted the quilt, I had changed into my cute cartoon nightdress! I was taken aback, except for my mother who changed my clothes when I was not sensible, I never let people change my clothes. So was it Jiang Shuiyue or Dang Hanye who helped me change it last night? It should be Jiang Shuiyue, otherwise I wouldn't have slept in my room. I was afraid for a while, if Dang Hanye was not a humble gentleman, then what would I be like now...... I don't dare to think about it anymore.
The door opened, and Jiang Shuiyue walked in with a smile: "Did you sleep well?" Little darling. ”
I blushed and nodded.
She sat on the edge of my bed and smiled: "I didn't sleep well, Mr. Han knocked on the door in the middle of the night and woke me up, I couldn't sleep anymore." ”
How did he get me back? Like the male protagonist in the TV series hugging the heroine? Or carry me back like the male protagonist in "My Sassy Girlfriend"? is still like the heroes and heroes in "Water Margin", coming back with me under his armpit and throwing me on the bed?
"Where did you go last night? You can actually fall asleep! "Women have a lot of curiosity, even when it comes to the man who no longer chases her.
"Mr. Han first took me to play basketball, I was half tired to death, and then I went to watch the musical and dance drama "Swan Lake", and I fell asleep when I watched it...... "Now it seems that everything he did last night was to make me fall asleep and no longer suffer from jet lag."
"Mr. Han is very considerate of girls," Jiang Shuiyue said with a smile, "He told me that I had to change your pajamas, and I sweated a lot in order to change your clothes!" ”
I blushed and whispered thank you. Even though she was smiling, I caught a hint of loss in her eyes. I really want to say to her: I treat you as a sister, and I like Mr. Han as a brother-in-law very much. But I just thought about it in my heart, and I knew that she wouldn't run for the party. What's more, it is difficult to recover the water, even if she turns back, he may not be able to accept it, and the hurt heart will not leave any traces.
"It's time to eat, get up." She got up and went to the bathroom.
I stretched hard, got out of bed, and stood in front of the window to look out of the strange city of high-rise buildings. The jet lag is reversed, there is no longer a reason to be lazy, and here, a war without gunpowder is waiting for me to join.
When I arrived at the restaurant, Dang Hanye had already booked a place and was waiting there. Luckily, we weren't the latest to arrive, and there were two models who arrived 3 minutes later than us.
The waiter handed us the menu and asked us to order, and everyone wanted to order one on the cold night of the party to celebrate our smooth reversal of the jet lag.
Jiang Shuiyue said: "Jet lag is a matter of course, and it's not too late to celebrate after winning the game, so let's simply eat some today." ”
Dang Hanye said with a smile: "Of course you have to celebrate after the game, let's have a small celebration today to be at the bottom." ”
Everyone was amused by him, and the atmosphere was so harmonious that I felt like I was sitting at the dinner table at home.
Everyone ordered a dish they liked, but I didn't know it was good for a long time. Although I have also eaten with Jiang Shuiyue in a five-star restaurant a few times in China, I am a poor person after all, and I don't know how to match other people's dishes, nor do I know how to taste it.
Dang Hanye said: "Shui Yue, you can do it for Xiaoxue." "That's what solved my problem.
It's very easy to eat with the party on a cold night, he doesn't want us to scruple too much, too restrained, no etiquette, no toast, eat whatever we like, and want to drink whatever we want. As we ate, we forgot that we were eating with the boss. The meal was enjoyable, and everyone was very happy, but I don't know if Dang Hanye was really happy. The closer I get, the more I find that he is a difficult person to understand.
We didn't have a long break at noon, and we got to work. The next few days were full of intense preparations, and in addition to work, the party also took us to know the competition teams from some other countries that came to participate in the competition. Despite the fierce competition, we were able to find friends to communicate with.
One of the accidents, I met Park Chi-hsien again, who was participating in the competition group of a Taiwanese company. After returning from the last China-Japan-Korea Challenge, I tried my best to recommend him to Jiang Shuiyue, but Jiang Shuiyue never gave a clear answer, so it was difficult for me to contact him. Now to see him come to the competition, I am very happy for him, but at the same time a little sad, he is such a talented person playing for a competitor, and it will be more difficult for us to win. But when I think about it, he is someone I know, so there must be many talented opponents I don't know, and it seems that this competition must be extremely intense.
Mary, an American who used to wear makeup on the crew of "Oriental Dazzling", was invited to participate in our competition on the cold night of the party. Mary is a big sister who is very warm and friendly to me, and even invited me to her house after the competition. Although I really wanted to go, I didn't know how Jiang Shuiyue arranged our trip, so I could only vaguely agree first.
And I never thought that Dang Hanye would personally command this competition. His management style was an eye-opener for me, being methodical, relaxed, brainstorming, and not letting go of any of everyone's strengths and making the most of them. He gives people a very strong feeling, as if no matter what happens, he is on his side, and he can protect his subordinates; Make you willing to work with him, as if only by working with him can you have the opportunity to display your talents; You will see him as a confidant, and you think that only he knows how to appreciate your talents.
Working with him, I gradually gained a little bit of self-confidence, no, to be precise, Thaksin, I believed in myself because I believed in him, because he said I could do well.
In my previous life, I also met many leaders, most of whom were talentless, virtuous, and incompetent, and most of them had three good: good money, lust, and great success. Therefore, I have never believed that there is still a so-called wise leader and Bole in this world, until I encountered a cold night of the party in this life, and I was fortunate to work under him, and I was completely impressed. Even I have no doubt that many people would be willing to die on their workbenches for him if he wanted to. If in ancient times, he should be the so-called Ming Lord.
Therefore, the efficiency of our team can be imagined.
But there are mountains outside the mountains, and none of the participants in the competition are vegetarians. The world's most fashionable and avant-garde creators gather in New York, not to mention models, many makeup artists, stylists, and designers themselves are dressed in stunning ways. And I don't know the taste of the judges, there are all kinds of wonders in the world, maybe I will meet a few perverted judges, the beauty and ugliness will be reversed, and the party will have no place to cry when the party is cold and night, and it takes so much effort to cry that there is no place to cry.
As long as I have a free time, I try my best to reminisce, reminisce about my past life, find clues about the New York competition, and find out who provoked the post-production of "Oriental Dazzling" after the crash on a cold night.
But in the previous life, there was too little attention to these distant things, and the memory was just a snow-white.