How much can four years change a person?

Is it the makeup on the face? Is it the length of the hair? Is it the matching of clothes? Is it a change in personality or a whole new look?

Chen Mo glanced at Li Xiang, who was still staring at him, and shook his head helplessly, since Li Xiang passed the assessment and entered the company, this is a must-have performance every day. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info At the beginning, colleagues would also make fun of the two of them for their talents, but over time, anyone could see that a few of them were completely hot with shaved heads.

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Chen Mo slapped his chopsticks on the table heavily, got up and walked straight to Li Xiang's table, staring at him as well, and then kissed him on the lips in the surprised eyes of all his colleagues.

"That's what you want?" Chen Mo looked at Li Xiang playfully, and the corners of his mouth still had the rice grains that he accidentally touched when he kissed Li Xiang just now.

Li Xiang did not reply.

"But what does that mean?" Chen Mo asked again, took out one from the paper drawer on Li Xiang's desk, wiped his mouth, and threw it into the trash can beside him.

Li Xiang still didn't answer, because even he himself was not sure what his feelings for the woman in front of him were now, whether it was the lingering feelings of four years ago, the resentment after being dumped, or the fact that people said she was indispensable.

Liu Yan often said that Chen Mo is a good girl, but is the Chen Mo in Liu Yan's mouth really the Chen Mo he knows? Is that Chen Mo, who has never cherished words like gold, is emotionally stubborn, and seeks a result in everything? In four years, have you diluted your memories of her and only missed her? So what is this longing? And what?

Li Xiang didn't dare to continue thinking about it, he was afraid that he would regret it, regret coming back, regret seeing her, and even regret loving her.

Chen Mo looked at Li Xiang, who was still in a daze and didn't speak, snorted lightly, and turned to leave.

Liu Yan also saw this scene clearly through the glass of the office, frowned, lowered his head and continued to fiddle with the business card in his hand.

"You put it down." Li Xiang walked into the office and saw Liu Yan's small movements, and couldn't help frowning.

"You know what? When I first graduated, it wasn't easy. Liu Yan still pinched the business card between his two fingers and gently played with it to watch it rotate between his fingertips.

"I know, when you just graduated, you were originally hired by the company, and you didn't want to go home, so you just found a small copy shop to work, at that time we offered to help you, you still disagreed, saying what kind of small shop is good, and can take pictures, and can schedule shifts to retouch, just to practice. But you are also deceiving yourself, who of us friends does not know, your skills are completely enough for you to show your skills in a large and medium-sized studio. Li Xiang said in a low voice, and couldn't help but sigh a little.

"Do you know why I got out of there?"

"You didn't say that, but later, when we got in touch, you were already the director of a photography studio, and then you made your own studio."

"Because one day, I got a different kind of guest who insisted on putting her photo on her business card, and it was in the most conspicuous unknown."

"It's a very ingenious way, which can not only strengthen the first impression you leave on the customer, but also let the customer recognize yourself at a glance and understand your own value and role in the follow-up work."

"That's what I thought at first, but then she came back. She came back and forth three times in half a year, and each time her identity was different, not even the same department, the same company. ”

"So you decided to come out of that little shop?"

"Isn't that reason enough?"