"Shen Qiang," Song Boli called her name, and said with a straight face: "No matter what the relationship between us is, whether it is an ex or a friend, as long as you need me, just open your mouth, I will always be there." ”

Shen Qiang's hand holding the sample paused, lowered her eyes, her curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and she said softly but firmly: "Thank you, but I don't think I will need you anywhere." ”

She put an end to his soft courtesy.

The door of the dust-free workshop was pushed open again, Yu Jian walked in with the same dust jacket, saw Song Boli, stepped forward and was surprised, and said, "Song Dong, why are you here too?" ”

Dust clothing is the same color, the same style, but worn on different people, even if it covers the face, you can still feel a huge difference.

Shen Qiang was afraid that Song Boli would say something that shouldn't be said, so she replied first: "Song Dong said to see how our finished product is." ”

Yu Jian glanced at Song Boli, very enthusiastic, and said: "These are all designed by Qiang Qiang herself, how does Song Dong feel, is it good-looking?" ”

Song Boli's gaze fell on Shen Qiang's back.

After a few seconds of silence, he said, "It's beautiful." ”

When he speaks, the taste of Cantonese is strong, the speed of speech is even, the volume is not high or low, adding a trace of elegance that is difficult for others to imitate, especially the word good-looking, which comes out of his mouth, lingering and warm, sounding like a love story attached to his ear.

He said it was good-looking, but he didn't know if he said that the jewelry was good-looking or the people were good-looking.

I always felt that the sight behind me was scorching and seductive, and the dust jacket couldn't separate the long gaze, Shen Qiang's eyes trembled slightly, and her back stiffened slightly. After a few seconds, she didn't move away, her delicate brow furrowed.

Afraid that it was an illusion, she suddenly looked back, but it hit his eyes.

It was him, she guessed correctly.

The gaze is indeed hot.

In those deep eyes, there were emotions that she couldn't understand.

When the four eyes met, his eyes retracted, and he said softly: "Miss Shen, there will be a period later." In his farewell words, he made a wish to see him again.

Shen Qiang didn't answer and withdrew her gaze.

He didn't want an answer, so he turned around and pushed open the door of the dust-free workshop, pacing out, even if he was wearing a dustproof suit, he couldn't hide the nobility in his bones.

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When he came out of the workshop again, Song Boli had already left.

The factory director took the confirmation letter and signed it for Shen Qiang, and confirmed that three million pieces of products would be shipped within a month.

Shen Qiang and Yu Jian's business trip came to an end, and at half past five in the evening, they boarded the plane back to Shanghai.

The scenery outside the window is picturesque, with yellow-orange skies and white clouds intertwined.

Shen Qiang withdrew her gaze, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the two landed in Shanghai and went back to their respective homes.

I returned to my 20-square-meter dwelling again. Shen Qiang couldn't help but think of the rent, if she left her job, it would mean that the rent was a problem.

At the same time, Zhuang Fangjie suddenly made a video call to her.

Shen Qiang put away her tiredness, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, connected to the video, and shouted obediently: "Mom." ”

Zhuang Fangjie is used to saving money, living alone, and the lights are not turned on much.

At eight or nine o'clock in the evening, only a small lamp in the living room was turned on, and the light and shadow shone on her, and the shadow was attached to the wall.

Although she lives in the community and the environment is much better than the previous houses, Shen Qiang can always feel that Zhuang Fangjie is more lonely than before. Maybe there are at least a few aunts chatting in the house, and there are fresh faces in the community, and there are very few who can speak.

Zhuang Fangjie said: "When are you going to take annual leave?" I'm going to buy some New Year's goods in the near future, and if you come back early, I'll wait for you to buy them together, and I'll go by myself if it's late. ”

Shen Qiang thought of the train and high-speed rail without tickets, hesitated for a moment, still didn't want to watch Zhuang Fangjie celebrate the New Year alone, and said: "There will be a holiday in three days, I'll see which day I will go back." ”

Zhuang Fangjie nodded, and said happily with the naked eye: "Then I'll wait for you at home." ”

Shen Qiang smiled lightly.

The next day, Zhou Hao unexpectedly looked for her.

As soon as Shen Qiang entered the office, Zhou Hao got straight to the point and said: "Irene, what are you thinking about, this is about to be the New Year, do you want to continue to stay in Urna?" ”

Without waiting for her to speak, she said: "If you want, I need to open a separate department for you, these have to be applied in advance, if you don't want to, you may have to work hard to do the handover with Yu Jian in Urna during the New Year, I'm afraid I won't be able to find your people after the New Year." ”

What can be handed over during the New Year is just a threat.

Now she understands that sleek people can live better in society, and those who are bullied are honest people.

What Yu Jian said to her that day, how could she not understand, there was no good result in a hard encounter with Zhou Hao, looking at Yu Jian's heel, how could Shen Qiang carry the same time.

"Mr. Zhou, I won't be able to reply to you until the end of the year."

Shen Qiang politely kicked the ball back to Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao suffered a verbal loss, and said with a chuckle: "Irene, no matter how good you are, I will pay you to hire you." You're just a part-time worker. But you are too rigid and don't know how to be tactful, and people like you will suffer from you in society in the future. ”

Shen Qiang came out of Zhou Hao's office, returned to his seat, and clicked on the ticket-grabbing software to check the information. Still all without tickets. Suddenly remembered that Yu Jian mentioned that there was a ticket-grabbing software that day, and Shen Qiang made a call to Yu Jian.

After the processing plant is confirmed, Yu Jian, as the sales director, needs to go to the Song Group to check the order quantity with the salesman again, and book to estimate the approximate amount needed next time after the sale.

When he received a call from Shen Qiang, Yu Jian just finished the order in his hand and walked to the door.

At the same time, a port 1 stopped at the gate, and the doorman respectfully opened the door to welcome the man in the car down.

The Song's gate is magnificent, the license plate of Hong Kong 1 is even more dazzling, the man steps on the ground with long legs, bends over and comes out, while fastening the buckle, the action is smooth and smooth, the line of sight is swiped, and it stops on the side of the gate.

Yu Jian turned his back to the door, answered the phone, and said, "Qiangqiang, what are you looking for me?" ”

"I'll ask my friend about that computer ticket-grabbing software."

"That's pretty good at grabbing tickets, I guess I'll be able to grab them tonight. But I can't say for sure. ”

"You don't need to invite you to dinner, it's just a matter of hanging on the computer."

"Then let's do it first, I'm going to go back, go back and talk to you."

Yu Jian hung up the phone, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Song Boli standing behind him.

Yu Jian was taken aback, and then said politely: "Song Dong, why are you here." ”

Song Boli's eyebrows and eyes were lowered, his temperament was calm, and the gentleman said gently: "Mr. Yu, no offense, I heard you talk about grabbing tickets just now, did Miss Irene not grab the ticket home?" ”

"Yes, she is now asking me to find someone to help her grab the ticket," Yu Jian chuckled and said, "I thank Song Dong for her concern." ”

Song Boli lowered his eyes and looked at Yu Jian quietly.

He thanked him for Qiang Qiang?

He lowered his eyes and sneered in his heart.

Who is he, and what qualifications does he have to thank him instead of Shen Qiang.

Song Boli looked at Yu Jian and said lightly: "It's hard for Mr. Yu to bother so much for Miss Irene." ”

Yu Jian felt that there was something in Song Boli's words, but he didn't know what he meant by this.

"Qiang Qiang and I are colleagues and friends, and it is right to do this," Yu Jian smiled: "There is no need to bother without bothering, friends are originally used to make trouble." ”

Song Boli returned to the office without saying a word, and the moment he leaned back in the chair, he pinched his eyebrows.

She didn't want to be friends with him, but she was willing to be friends with Yu Jian.

And that's not the worst of it.

When she was with him, she rarely bothered him, or took the initiative to find her to solve things for her, but now she is willing to take the initiative to trouble Yu Jian, she puts her affection for him far away, and she is not even willing to give him the opportunity to be friends.

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Yu Jian's computer grabbed the ticket software, but he couldn't help Shen Qiang grab it for a day.

When I was in Port City, I was so busy that I forgot that there was a hitchhiker.

It takes five and a half hours to drive from Shanghai to Shen Qiang's hometown of Sioux City, but the delay is expected to take eight hours to start when there is a traffic jam on the highway during the Chinese New Year.

She clicked on the hitchhiking app and planned to go back to her hometown to find a hitchhiking.

But unexpectedly, the order for hitchhiking was also full.

Unless she can grab a ticket, Shen Qiang will definitely not be able to go back to Sioux City this time.

The day after tomorrow is the twenty-ninth day of the Lunar New Year, if she can't grab a ticket, then she can only tell Zhuang Fangjie that she can't go back...

No surprise, Shen Qiang still didn't grab the ticket the next day.

She came home from work, washed up, ate dinner, and made a video call to Zhuang Fangjie, ready to talk to Zhuang Fangjie.

Before he could speak, he heard Zhuang Fangjie say happily: "When are you going to come back?" I just wanted to call you, it's snowing in the county, you can build a snowman when you come back, I plan to go back to my hometown in Sioux County this year, although it's a little cold, but it's crowded. ”

Shen Qiang's words were blocked in her mouth, and I couldn't get these four words back and couldn't say anything.

Seeing that she wanted to speak again, Zhuang Fangjie asked, "What's wrong?" Is there something on your mind? ”

Shen Qiang pursed her lips and said, "Mom, I didn't-"

"Oh, this is your daughter?" A strange middle-aged woman suddenly appeared next to Zhuang Fangjie, with a warm and kind face.

Zhuang Fangjie said: "This is your Aunt Luo, the right door." ”

Shen Qiang felt a little relieved, it seemed that her mother had found a playmate in the new community.

In the next second, Aunt Luo snatched the phone and said: "Your mother's thigh was cut a few days ago, and now it is still bandaged, if you can come back early, come back early, remember to change your mother's medicine more diligently, your mother won't let me tell you, I'm afraid you're worried, anyway, I can't hide it, and I'll feel at ease when I tell you." ”

Outside the video was Zhuang Fangjie's ouching voice, smiling and blaming Aunt Luo, "Don't make trouble for the child, save her from worrying." After that, Zhuang Fangjie took the phone back, looked at Shen Qiang in the video, and said, "Nannan, you listen to your mother, don't worry, it's not a big deal." ”

Shen Qiang didn't believe it, and said softly: "Show me." ”

Zhuang Fangjie couldn't resist Shen Qiang, and lifted her trouser leg to show her, Zhuang Fangjie is not thin, but she is not fat by eating and drinking, but she is middle-aged, and on the calf of some meat, there is a long scar, and there is medicine powder on it, but the scar is very deep, and it looks like it is not shallow.

Shen Qiang endured the sourness in her eyes, frowned to prevent tears from falling, and said, "How did you get this?" When did you get it, why didn't you tell me earlier. ”

Zhuang Fangjie: "Two days ago, when the knife slipped down when cutting vegetables, I accidentally scratched it, what is there to say, I'm afraid you're worried, and there are so many people during the Spring Festival, it's one thing to grab the ticket or not, what if you can't come back, what if you're worried about Shanghai?" ”

Shen Qiang's eyes were red with grievances, and she felt sorry for Zhuang Fangjie, at this moment, she thought, if she had a car of her own, wouldn't she be able to drive back directly without grabbing tickets or taking a ride.

But she has been busy with her studies and love during college, and she has an internship in her senior year, and she hasn't even taken a driver's license yet.

She didn't want to disappoint Zhuang Fangjie.

If he said at the beginning that he would definitely be able to go back, if he couldn't go back, Zhuang Fangjie would only be more disappointed.

"I haven't grabbed a ticket in the past few days," Shen Qiang still said: "Look at tomorrow, if it still doesn't, I'll wait until the New Year to go back, if there is, I'll go back tomorrow night." ”

I don't know if this sentence is for Zhuang Fangjie to hear, or to comfort myself.