A month passed quickly, as if a lot had happened and nothing had happened. In the days since, Fu Chen has really never been to the company again, and most of the time he stays in the study, day and night.

Approaching the end of the month, Shen Huaitian also had to go to the magazine to make goals and plans for the next month, and simply cleaned up, and put a light layer of foundation on his face, making the originally fair skin more smooth and delicate, and the nude lipstick with light makeup was more temperamental.

When she arrived at the conference room, the directors had already sat neatly, Shen Huaitian naturally sat in the middle, and Yu Yunxi sat on her right hand, nodding slightly to everyone.

The heads of each department report the month's revenue and changes in the customer group in an orderly manner, and give readers feedback information in real time. It is worthy of the team that has been able to rank among the first-line magazines in Nancheng in just a few years, and everyone's dedication and efforts are obvious to all.

"Very good, this is the first time I have a formal meeting with you, and I have communicated with Editor-in-Chief Yu in one way before. I think you know who I am, but please don't look at me with colored glasses, I really want to lead you forward and make our magazine go to the next level, so we need to work together and hope that everyone can support me. Shen Huaitian sat upright, his tone was sincere, and he didn't hold a stand.

The people on both sides of the conference table nodded one after another, and Yu Yunxi's eyes when he looked at Shen Huaitian also added a hint of affirmation.

"Then let's get to the point, and if you have any comments on the topic and overall structure of the magazine next month, please feel free to put forward your opinions."

"Mr. Shen, in fact, we already have a prototype, about the general direction is ready to revolve around working women, next month and July is the graduation season of major universities, and the main audience of our magazine is women, so the outfits of working women will not have big problems, and with some articles, I believe it can sell well." Yu Yunxi said slowly.

Shen Huai pondered for a moment, and immediately decided to follow Yu Yunxi's plan to make next month's magazine.

Then the specific details were finalized, and Shen Huaitian was about to end the meeting, when suddenly the second-to-last employee spoke.

"Hello Mr. Shen, I'm from the Illustration Department, and I have a problem to report to you. Most of the illustrations in such magazines are created by our illustration department ourselves, and a small number of illustrations that are better on the Internet will be selected by us. But we just received a phone call, saying that it was an assistant to the Italian painter Miss Lin Yiqing, and she said that Miss Lin Yiqing wants to make an illustration for our next month's magazine, and we don't need to pay anything, we just need to email her the subject of our next month's magazine, this kind of thing is more special and you need to decide. The female staff member was obviously very young, about a short time after graduating, and she was clearly nervous in her voice, and there was a little tremor at the end of each word.

Shen Huai listened, and said briskly, "Since it is free and a famous painter, we have no reason to refuse, just do what she asks." Suspend the meeting today. ”

Shen Huai was full of worries, and as soon as he walked out of the conference room door, he bumped into a man's arms. scolded in my heart, it was really a disaster, and when I looked up, I saw a pair of familiar eyes.

"I'm sorry." Shen Huaitian didn't want to make any extraneous branches, and walked forward quickly, but suddenly his wrist hurt and he was dragged back.

"Sister Song Hui?" Mu Jinghuai's face was full of doubts, his good-looking brows were twisted, he remembered every detail of Song Hui, and he would not recognize the wrong person.

The moment the two words Song Hui came out of Mu Jinghuai's mouth, Shen Huaitian's body was like a ruin that had been shelled, a void, and she pretended to be calm.

"Little brother, I'm not Song Hui, I made it very clear in the last interview, and I am your boss in the company, please be respectful." Shen Huaitian shook off his hand, his tone was cold, and his eyes were full of impatience.

"Impossible." Mu Jinghuai's black pupils stared at Shen Huaitian's face, as if he was looking for some loopholes, but it was a pity that he couldn't see anything, he only saw a woman, and his fox-like eyes revealed disgust.

"If you're still going to be entangled here, then I'll call you a security guard, and I don't need you for this job." She didn't dare to meet Mu Jinghuai's eyes, she was afraid that she would be soft-hearted and that she would go the wrong way.

There can no longer be any deviation in her life, this is her only chance to turn the tables, she doesn't want this opportunity to be ruined by Mu Jinghuai.

Mu Jinghuai, you are like your name will always have hope, you are bathed in the sun, and I can only seek a way to survive in the damp and deteriorated soil, you and I are different, I have no way out, you still have.

So let's go, the farther away from me the better.

Mu Jinghuai seemed to hear Shen Huaitian's heart, and didn't speak anymore and took the initiative to leave, he actually came to the company today to sign a full-time model, he didn't expect to meet Shen Huaitian, and he didn't expect her to still firmly deny her identity, he didn't know what had happened to her over the years.

But he will always remember that rainy day.

"I don't have a dad anymore." The girl sat on the mossy stone steps, her long black hair drenched, her pure white socks covered with mud, and her face could not tell whether it was tears or rain.

The boy stood beside her with an umbrella for her, and sat with her on the stone steps, the narrow alley was empty, and the ground was covered with a shallow layer of rainwater, and the raindrops fell and smashed into circles, appearing and dissipating one after another, encircling the girl's miserable life.

"My dad is your dad." The boy's voice was immature, but it revealed firmness.

The girl turned her head slowly, not looking directly at the boy, staring down at her little red leather shoes, clenching her fists tightly, and shouting hysterically, "My father is dead!" I don't have a dad anymore! Do you know what it means to be dead? You don't know anything at all! ”

After saying that, the girl turned and ran away, and the boy stared at the girl running wildly in the rain, her ankle like a huge stone, and she couldn't move an inch.

After that, Song Hui moved out of that town with his mother.

That day, Song Hui sat in the back of a big truck, his small body huddled in a pile of furniture, and he had to support his mother.

Mu Jinghuai just wanted to go over and say goodbye to her, but his mother firmly grabbed his arm.

"You don't know how his dad died? It's so unlucky, what are you still doing? The middle-aged woman was still muttering something, but it was all mean words anyway, as if she was deliberately trying to say it to others.

Mu Jinghuai was very disgusted with his mother's words, at that time, he only knew that all this had nothing to do with Song Hui. He threw his arms and tried to break free from his mother's restraints, but as soon as he looked up, he saw Song Hui sitting facing him, his slender eyes showing a faint resentment.

Mu Jinghuai became even more anxious, and used all his strength to get rid of his mother and ran in the direction of the truck.

Just when he was about to arrive, the truck suddenly started, and the jet-black exhaust gas sprayed out, so that Mu Jinghuai couldn't open his eyes, and choked him to cough constantly.

When I opened my eyes again, the car had turned into a small black dot.