Fu Xizhou and Xu Yin flew to Australia.

It's almost the New Year, and He Xuanyi, who lives in the Fu family, also went back to his home in Europe for the New Year, and the Fu family's mansion suddenly became deserted.

Fu Jinghuai's itinerary Mingjiang knows best, come back and quietly bite his ears with his wife Tang Weiru, the boss now has two homes, the main room is not in the country, just can be warm with the little wife who has not seen him for many years, and now he stays in a suburban villa at night, and will take his little son to the course to play golf on weekends and enjoy the joy of family.

"Madame is confused, so she shouldn't go."

Tang Weiru was not taboo at the dinner table, discussing the rights and wrongs of the host's family in front of the children, "Isn't this the little wife's hand?" When she left, she pushed her husband into the arms of other women. ”

Xia Xinyu poked his chopsticks and interjected: "What if you don't leave, can a man still be honest and not steal?" If you want me to say that Mrs. is walking well, out of sight is clean, it's already like this, and the little wife is a little wife no matter how much she tosses, except for Mrs. Diaphragm, who seizes the man's energy and time, what new tricks can she have? Mrs. is no longer young, and the best card she can play in her hand is Fu Xizhou, but now she should take care of her son, isn't this the reason why mothers are expensive with their sons? ”

Mingsheng glanced at Xia Xinyu in surprise.

I have a mixed investment history in the social university, and I hit the nail on the head when I talk about it, which is quite impressive.

She is only now slow to find out that Xia Xinyu is the one who lives the most sober in the family.

The smell of the New Year is getting stronger, Mingjiang hopes that Mingsheng will live at home, but Mingsheng doesn't insist too much and moves back from the dormitory.

When my sister went home, Ming Kang was the happiest, learning the lessons of the last holiday, pestering my sister to write the ten most headache winter vacation essays first, and if it was delayed until the end of the holiday, I would have to stay up late to catch up with work.

A few days ago, Lin Song contacted her and said that the coffee could be booked.

Mingsheng didn't dare to slack off, and asked him to come to Sister Fei's perch, so that she could make him another cup of hand-poured coffee.

It's been a while since she left Daohe, and she said she wanted to invite her former boss to coffee, but the time has been delayed again and again.

It's just that Lin Song is too busy at the end of the year, and he often comes back from a business trip abroad, but he doesn't have time for jet lag, and the next day he is on his way to another city in China.

Mingsheng saw him again, he rarely wore a suit, a woolen black coat of moderate thickness, sitting in a leisurely position at the window basking in the sun, and slowly flipping through a book of English for readers to read in the store.

Maugham's Thepaintedveil (The Veil).

Of course, Mingsheng has read this book in English.

It's not a touching love story, but it really makes people afraid of human nature.

The heroine never fell in love with the silent and introverted Walter, and Walter never forgave his wife who betrayed him until his death.

Putting down a cup of hot coffee at Lin Song's table, she sat down peacefully across from him.

Lin Song closed the book, pointed to the beautiful and romantic cover, and asked gentlemanly, "Some people say that love always bursts out in danger and gets eternity between life and death, what do you think?" ”

Mingsheng thought for a moment and said very realistically: "For us girls, love that can make people experience danger and life and death is not so worthwhile, vigorous means turbulence, it's better not to." ”

"Only the ordinary can get closer to eternity."

Her eyes are warm, and her tone still carries the innocence of the world, but she can easily win the favor of others.

The smile on the corner of Lin Song's mouth deepened, he admired her transparency and cleverness at some times, and her temperament was between a girl and a woman, not so mature and sophisticated, but also not so innocent and silly.

"So love is just touching the heartstrings in it, but in reality, what can move you more?" He asked.

Before working in Daohe, such an emotional discussion was completely impossible to appear between her and Lin Song, but now that she is out of the identity of her boss and subordinate, the topics that can be talked about are wider and more in-depth.

Mingsheng looked out the window and thought quietly.

What could impress her at this stage?

It must no longer be the bowl of sweet stewed beef brisket soup, nor the hidden aroma of the late-night flower room, because her heart is no longer satisfied with this, she wants more-

You want to be famous, you want to be evenly matched, and you want to have your own little house.

It doesn't need to be too big, but you can have the final say on everything, and a home that is completely your own.

"A chance."

The corners of her lips curled, and her expression was full of real ambition, "An opportunity that can be very close to success." ”

Maybe the skincare product advertisement that will start shooting after the year will be a good opportunity.

"Thank you for giving me the opportunity."

She lowered her eyelids embarrassedly and blinked shyly, "During my time in Daohe, I have gained a lot of knowledge, and I know what qualities successful people should have, and I have gained a lot. ”

Lin Song smiled: "So what qualities should successful people have?" ”

His questions are always reminiscent of those serious interviews, which need to be dealt with with with twelve times more spirit, Mingsheng still maintains the respect for his boss when he went to work in Daohe, and sits upright: "Focused, very sharp, curious about everything, and energetic enough to work overtime for a long time." ”

The final "can work overtime" successfully amused Lin Song, his face was relaxed, and he smiled a lot more than when he was in the company.

"The big guy who has already embarked on the road to freedom doesn't need to work overtime anymore."

"Therefore, you and I have not yet succeeded in the revolution, and comrades still need to work hard."

Mingsheng blurted out: "So you have to work more overtime?" ”

Lin Song's original smile turned into laughter, and he waved his hand again and again: "It's crazy enough to work overtime this year, don't mention these two words again." ”

"But your colleagues think you're a workaholic."

"Spiritually." Lin Song elegantly pointed to his head, "But □□ is not a machine, and it also needs to be recharged during the holidays." ”

This chat was relaxed and cheerful, perhaps Lin Song deliberately lowered his posture, and the two seemed to be friends who talked about everything.

Talking about those successful women in the circle, he changed his words abruptly: "Successful women have one thing in common, that is, they are not restricted, in essence, only free souls can stretch willfully and find more possibilities in life." ”

"Mingsheng, what about you?"

He sat comfortably back in his chair, handsome and gentlemanly, and looked at her with a leisurely smile, "Have you been restricted?" ”

Mingsheng was choked by this question, and raised his glass to take a sip of coffee, hiding the stiffness and unnaturalness of his expression.

I can only talk about coping with some sideways, "My major, my limited ability, and almost blank social experience are all there."

Limit me. ”

"These are secondary." Lin Song pointed to his head again, "Here, first of all, you can't limit yourself, otherwise you will become a tamer, a pet of the breeder, and when you hand over food, you will reflexively open your mouth, and you will gradually learn the action of begging." ”

"As long as you are brave enough, you can break out of the cage, and no one can control your future."

"The only one who can determine your future is yourself."

Ming Sheng's expression was furious, embarrassed and uneasy, and he vaguely felt that when Lin Song said this, there was a dark light in his eyes, and there was a little imperceptible bewitchment in his tone.

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He seemed to know something.

And she succeeded in being seduced.

When she was silent, the cup of coffee in Lin Song's hand had bottomed out, he put down the cup elegantly, pretended not to see her sneering face, and said with a friendly face: "You said just now that a chance can impress you, so Mingsheng, how about I give you another chance?" ”

Mingsheng was horrified.

No matter how sluggish she was, she could already hear Lin Song's off-string sound.

Why should a successful man go to the trouble of repeatedly giving a woman the opportunity to impress him?

The answer is clear.

Her heart was shocking, so that her words were not so neat: "Mr. Lin, you, you misunderstood, I didn't want to ask for a chance, I just, just when your friend felt it, I ......"

"Mingsheng, don't be nervous."

Lin Song said slowly, "Although it sounds like an opportunity, in fact, it is more about asking you to help, I have a friend who is the women's clothing director of a luxury brand abroad, a very elegant and talkative French lady, who will come to China next spring to participate in the spring show conference, she needs a translator who is equally fluent in French and English, to be patient and delicate, to be able to accompany the whole process for half a month, I think, you will be a more suitable candidate." ”

Mingsheng had another sense of surprise that he was hit by a pie falling from the sky.

The mood is fluctuating, she can't get to the ground, and she is hesitating, can she really seize this opportunity to meet fashion bosses?

A free delicious lunch that really doesn't have to pay any price?

"However, I'm not a professional translator, I haven't had this kind of work experience before, and I don't even know anything about fashion."

In the face of such a big temptation, she still chose to seek truth from facts, and no matter how much temptation there is in the job that she doesn't deserve, she must honestly tell herself that she may not be able to.

"Thank you Mr. Lin for your support, I am very grateful."

Her tone was calm, rational and honest, "But because I am your friend, I can't accept it even more, you are such a powerful friend, you deserve a better translator, I am too junior and will mess up." ”

Lin Song folded his hands and looked at her for a long time: "Do you want it in your heart?" ”

"Of course." Mingsheng didn't hesitate, but he was determined, "But reason tells me that I can't ask for it." ”

"But women are sensual, Mingsheng, it's better to be sensual."

Mingsheng shook his head: "It is precisely because I am too easy to be emotional, so I need to be rational more." ”

Her gaze looked thoughtfully through the glass, and the sky was full of falling snow, and there were people in a hurry, on their way home or shopping.

Too many people in this world live small and ordinary lives.

All the lucky gifts, come early

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She can't afford it.

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At the end of the meeting, Ming Sheng declined Lin Song's kindness to send her home and took the bus home, since she already knew that Lin Song's mind for her was not simple, and she couldn't easily accept the kindness of others.

Approaching the Chinese New Year's Eve, Fu Jinghuai's private jet flew to Australia and the family was reunited.

Naturally, it also has the meaning of melting the deadlock between husband and wife.

Ming Jiang said that Mr. spent a lot of money to photograph a Sotheby's oil painting of tens of millions of dollars, and he was a painter that Mrs. loved very much.

If there is a similar dirty thing in the wealthy circle, the ending will be nothing more than that, the husband spends money to buy the main room and forbearance, and then hugs left and right, and it is a group of harmony.

Fu Xizhou and Mingsheng contact every day, although the two have passed the period of love, but reporting their daily life has become a habit, just like people need to eat and sleep, if they don't do it for a day, life will be short, so that they will completely mess up their mood.

Mingsheng is in Fu Xizhou, which is the same existence as eating and sleeping.

"What have you been busy with these two days?"

He asked lightly on the other end of the phone, chatting in a homely tone, without the usual tension.

"I went to see Mr. Lin today and invited him to drink coffee in Qimu."

Mingsheng knew that his face must have sunk, so he didn't hurry to continue, "Don't think about it." When I joined the company before, I said that I wanted to ask for coffee and other kind words, and the promise I said must always be fulfilled, Mr. Lin was on a business trip during this time, and he was only free to go to the appointment in the past two days. ”

"I didn't think much of it." Fu Xizhou's tone was dull, "I admit that I manage too much, and I don't have to report everything to me." ”

Mingsheng stood in the huge back garden, taking a breath of hot air, there was a snowman that Mingkang had built at his feet, which had melted half.

She was in a good mood, squatted down and picked up a pile of residual snow, and kneaded it into a snowball in her hand.

"You got sick once, how did you become a different person?"

"How's it going?"

"Become a good Buddha, hey, are you still the Fu Xizhou I know?"

There is no one in the back garden, the owners are not at home, the housekeepers and chefs have returned to their hometowns for the New Year, and only the Mingjiang family and the gardener's family live and guard here.

Mingsheng can finally be unscrupulous.

"Guess what's in my hand?"

Fu Xizhou said he didn't know, but he wanted to see it.

"There's nothing to see, it's dark in the garden, and I'm a ghost when I turn on the camera."

Her laughter was very crisp and good, "New Year's Day, do you want to watch ghost movies?" ”

"If you are in this ghost movie, I can never get tired of watching it."

Fu Xizhou's voice was low, and it sounded rustling in the empty garden.

Mingsheng listened to the itching of his ears, rubbed them uncomfortably, and turned on the camera.

"See?"

She was really a black shadow in the camera, barely able to see the outline of her face, only a pair of bright and clean eyes, and a row of white and neat teeth, proving that it was indeed her.

And on her mobile phone screen, the screen is full of Fu Xizhou's handsome and suffocating face, his hair and face are wet, behind him is a huge blue sky, and a blue swimming pool.

It's a hot summer in Australia right now.

"Look at the snowball in my hand."

She said playfully to the screen, then pulled the camera up and faced the window of Fu Xizhou's dark room.

"Guess if I hit that window with this snowball, will someone open the window and yell at me?"

She did what she said, aiming at the target, throwing the snowball in her hand with all her might, and then smoothly heard a "bang".

Snowflakes break and scatter.

The window was still silent, nothing had happened.

Ming Sheng smiled evilly at the mobile phone screen: "See, the second ancestor of the Fu family is not here." ”

The man on Mingsheng's screen grinded his teeth, and his jaw was straight: "Mingsheng, don't force this second ancestor to come back and kiss you." ”！

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