34. Mask
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The flame at the tip of the silver rectangular lighter glowed a faint blue. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
With a faint smile on his face, Zhong Xian stared at the flame that was as quiet and tranquil as he was at this timeβthe center of the flame was a beautiful dazzling blue, surrounded by a ring of pale yellow to golden gradients. In just one second of viewing, the temperature of the lighter's platen had risen rapidly on his fingers.
Zhong Xian knew the flame as well as he knew himself - the outer golden part of the flame could reach 200 degrees Celsius, but the blue part of the center was only about 40 degrees.
Zhong Xian burned the flame close to a square ceiling-coated template for a few seconds, and then easily placed the template on the table top in the conference room.
Several representatives of Party A who came to visit leaned over to take a look.
"Sure enough......"
"Really didn't burn any traces?"
"Good material."
"Experiments speak for themselves." Zhong Xian said lightly, as if it were just after-lunch chit-chat. "The quality of the material does not need to look at the promotional materials and advertisements. Just do an experiment. β
"If you're not afraid of fire, what about water?" One person asked.
As soon as Zhong Xian raised his left hand, Dake immediately handed him a small and delicate blue transparent watering can. The watering can contains a small amount of water. Zhong Xian shook the watering can, picked up the lighter-burned model again, and sprayed the watering can twice with the nozzle of the watering can, which was always more than 20 centimeters away from the sample. The mist of water shrouded the model like fireworks, and at the same time enveloped half of the bell's arm. The sleeves of the bell string were wet, and the wet water that fell on the surface of the model was quickly sucked in by the coating on the surface of the sample.
"If you spray this water on the surface of an ordinary material, a watermark will definitely appear. And our model, if you look closely, it can quickly absorb water when it encounters water, and when it is dry, it can release the attracted moisture into the air. β
"Not bad."
"It's good."
"Good material."
After sending off Party A's survey visitors, the marketing director looked at Zhong Xian with a somewhat unnatural gaze.
"How did you do that?" The design director couldn't help but ask. "It's like magic."
Dake laughed. "Take it."
The design director picked up the sample that had been sprayed with boiling water again: "This is really just an ordinary model for us." Curious, he picked up the lighter and burned it, and soon a black stain was burned. Zhong is not born in magic. He joked.
"Hahahaha." European Airlines, who had been watching from the corner of the conference room, burst out laughing. It attracted a lot of people's attention.
Dake looked at him with disgust. Questioning, 'Why are you still here?' with his eyes.
European Airlines stood up and said with a smile: "Zhong is always younger than you, but he can be your boss." Don't be convinced. The customers he can handle, you can't. That's what it's capable of. β
Back in Zhong Xian's office, Dake closed the door and said disgruntled to European Airlines: "You don't work here. What are you doing here? Still talking nonsense in the conference room, as if it has something to do with you. β
"Those guys, at first glance, are not convinced by the bell. Let me say a few words, what's wrong with you, you follow him all day long, what can you help him settle down?"
Dake pointed to his temple: "I use my brain, not a vulgar and offending method." β
The bell strings ignored them. He looked at his watch. There are still four hours left before the end of work.
Two hours ago, when Deng Yi left his office, he squeaked the name of a restaurant. It was a western restaurant not far from the bell string apartment. As dinner time approached, Zhong Xian's heartbeat became more and more difficult to steady.
It's not just an invitation to a date.
They had both concealed too much from each other before, and they both wore heavy masks at the beginning of their acquaintance. Now Deng Yi took the lead in choosing honesty, and it was Zhong Xian's turn next. But Zhong Xian's mask is not as simple as Deng Yi's. It's not like you just pick it off.
Zhong Xian's heart is filled with a complex mixture of emotion and worry.
He had misunderstood Deng Yi and refused to approach him. Now it suddenly dawned on me that Deng Yi didn't want to approach in a false way. Unless they are honest with each other.
Deng Yi's previous hesitation came from seriousness. And he is so unambiguous that he can decisively uncover his mask and give them a good start - starting with sincerity and truthfulness.
But what can the bell strings give?
Zhong Xian didn't have the courage, he couldn't and didn't dare to expose his true self completely.
There are things that need to be hidden, and they can't see the light in the first place. They have to be as if they don't exist forever in order for everything to develop for the better.
But this way is far from Deng Yi's original intention of looking forward to each other's sincerity.
To continue to perform or to hide means to live in falsehood all the time. Choose to be real, but you may lose all possibilities.
Zhong Xian's heart was beating faster and faster.
It's not just because I'm afraid to dissect my own falsehood. It's that he even wants to choose the truth.
He had to sit down in his chair.
"Are you uncomfortable?" European Airlines was the first to notice his strangeness, walked over quickly, walked around the desk, and put his hand on his shoulder.
Zhong Xian asked European Airlines: "You said that your wife deceived you into getting married with a fake pregnancy. β
European Airlines was stunned for a moment and said, "Yes." What's wrong?"
"She lied to you...... Don't you care if you start your marriage in such an insincere way?"
"What can I do if I get married." European Airlines sighed. "Who made Grandpa Ben too handsome and made her crazy."
"Can you die if you don't blow it?" Dake said on the other side of the table. "What else do you have but a face? The women who have taken a fancy to you are stupid, and now your wife regrets dying. β
"She died without regrets." European Airlines said. Turning to Zhong Xian again, "She lied to me, how could I not know." She really loves me too, and I think it's all over. Don't care. β
"Even if it's lying to you, you feel like it's okay."
"Not all lies are okay. I don't think it's a big lie because you love me. If it's for betrayal or something, it's unforgivable. European Airlines thought about it when he said this, and suddenly his eyes widened, "Don't you have a girlfriend?"
The marketing director knocked on the door and came in. "In the evening, I made an appointment with the customers of the HQC project for dinner, Mr. Zhong, which hotel do you want to book?"
Without waiting for Zhong Xian to react, Dake said, "Do you still need Mr. Zhong to go?" Does every customer want Zhong Xin to come forward? Isn't it too easy for your marketing department? β
"Dong Hong has explained that after Mr. Zhong takes office, we will let him go through all customers." The marketing director said with a smile on his face. "Let's learn from Mr. Zhong how to deal with customers. So tonight, I'm going to bring all the young children in the department with me, put some pressure on them, and let them see why there is such a big gap between the fledgling ages who are also the same as Mr. Zhong! β
"Your clocks are always uncomfortable." European Airlines spoke at this point.
"It's not good to be so young?" The marketing director said with exaggerated concern, "Take care of it, don't splurge too much." So I cancel the cooperation with HQC?"
Naturally, project cooperation cannot be cancelled.
Fortunately, Dake and European Airlines escorted the whole process, and Zhong Xian didn't drink much, also because he was really uncomfortable. There was a crampy pain in the front chest and back.
He couldn't go to dinner with Deng Yi as promised.
Maybe subconsciously, he still wants to escape.
Originally, he wanted to try to meet Deng Yi at a later date. But the guy's cell phone hasn't been working since he left his office and has been turned off.
Halfway through the dinner with the client, Zhong Xian left under the pretext of leaving the rest (taking the client to the 'entertainment' after the dinner) to Dake to do.
Zhong Xian rushed to the Western restaurant that Deng Yi mentioned.
The restaurant was empty, and Deng Yi couldn't be there. Four hours have also passed since the agreed time.
Zhong Xian turned and walked towards the parking lot.
He paused for a moment at a pillar, clutching his chest and hanging his head.
When he raised his head again, he saw Deng Yi standing in front of him.
The light in the parking lot was dim like a stage with the lights turned off on purpose, except for a beam of light, shining through a gap and shining on the pillars around the bellstrings. Deng Yi stood outside the light, as if falling from the sky.
Zhong Xian was determined that the person in front of him was him based on his feelings.
"Are you a ghost?" Zhong Xian said slowly, "It's still mine...... Fantasy. β
Deng Yi took a step forward and stretched out an arm and supported Zhong Xian's shoulder with his right hand. "You'll go to the hospital tomorrow for a check-up."
"I'm just having a stomach ache. It could also be a cardiac ...... I checked it many times before and there was no problem with my heart. Zhong Xian clutched his chest again, trying to stabilize his restless mind. In the darkness, he couldn't see Deng Yi's face clearly, so he moved forward a little closer. "Hug me." He was suddenly startled by what he had said, as if the voice was not coming from his mouth, and that this weak request seemed to come from someone else who lived in his body. He froze there for a moment, at a loss.
Deng Yi stepped forward to hold his shoulders and hugged him a little awkwardly. He said, "It's not like you can't stand still." β
"I just want to make sure you're not real." Zhong Xian said. "Is it ......?"
"I don't understand what you mean."
"Are you real? The appointed time has long passed. You shouldn't be here. It shouldn't have been when I wanted you to show up. β
"You think it's a hallucination? Do you often hallucinate?"
"If it's not a hallucination, you prove it."
"How do you prove it?"
"I don't know. If you're not. There should always be something a little different. β
Deng Yi was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly hugged Zhong Xian with both arms. Feeling his legs suddenly hanging in the air, he didn't have to support his heavy shell, and at this time, everything and the weight of his soul depended on the arm of another person. When he was surprised, Zhong Xian suddenly had a strong sense of support, and he could relax, even if it was just for a second. He exhaled, subconsciously closed his eyes, and the moment he relaxed, drowsiness struck.
"I wasn't really sick, I didn't look good because I hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time. The last time was in the hospital. Zhong Xian buried his head in the shoulder of the person in front of him. You help me. β