The next afternoon.

Liang Zhaoyue was chatting with her roommate Song Yue about makeup on WeChat, when she received a message from Lu Ping on her computer.

Let her leave work early and prepare for her part-time job in the evening.

She was embarrassed and replied: [It's seven o'clock in the evening, I'll leave after work.] 】

Lu Ping: [Mr. Xu and Zhou are always our big customers in the future, it's always right to have a good relationship in advance, you go back from work now.] 】

At this point, Liang Zhaoyue stopped refusing, turned off the computer, picked up the tote bag and took the elevator from the staff passage on the other side to leave.

Back in the dormitory, roommate Song Yue was eating instant noodles, and when she saw her back, she said, "It's rare to get off work early." ”

She put down her bag, went to the closet to get her pajamas, and said, "I'm going to go out again." ”

Twenty minutes later, she quickly came out of the bathroom.

Song Yue laughed at her: "It's still early, so there's no need to race against time so much." ”

Liang Zhaoyue took a dry towel to wipe her hair and said, "I'm nervous. ”

"Nervous about what? Just a temporary job, do a good job with a clear conscience and take the money, and if you don't do it well, you can directly pull it down. ”

Song Yue is a typical personality that does not consume internal friction and never finds shortcomings in herself.

The word introspection and she is a natural passerby.

Liang Zhaoyue admires and envies her for having this heart.

After wiping her hair for a while, she took a hair dryer to dry it, stood in front of the electric fan and blew it for a while, and when the heat of her body faded, she changed into clothes.

A white shirt top with a black skirt is a very commuting outfit.

At this time, Song Yue also ate, washed her hands and began to help her put on makeup.

"You've got a really good skin."

Liang Zhaoyue said: "You are not bad. ”

Song Yue smiled: "However, when I think that your skin is good because of abstaining from oil and spiciness, and being raised by a light diet, I don't envy it." ”

This is the truth, Liang Zhaoyue has always had three regular meals, mainly a light diet, and basically does not eat other meals in addition to the main meal.

Snacks, milk tea, barbecue and the like, she never touches them.

As a result, there is also a lot less leisure fun.

Liang Zhaoyue said: "It's all caused by lack of money, and I don't dare to let go of eating, otherwise I will have to spend money on my skin." ”

Song Yue sighed at her honesty: "Isn't there a good errand waiting for you tonight?" ”

"If it goes well and you get the money, I'll treat you to dinner."

Song Yue only put on a layer of light makeup for her.

With good makeup, Liang Zhaoyue stared at the cabinet for a long time, and after a long time, she took out a painting from it. After checking that there is no problem, roll it up and put it in the drawing tube, and take a brown paper bag and put it on.

Seeing this, Song Yue couldn't help laughing: "Still bring gifts?" ”

Liang Zhaoyue said: "I heard that customers like Chinese paintings, and when they met for the first time, they tried what they liked, but I didn't know if people could see it." ”

Liang Zhaoyue's grandfather's two major hobbies in life are winemaking and painting.

After his death, Liang Mingkai wanted to vacate his study room and use it as a piano room for his youngest daughter. Faced with a room of paintings, Liang Mingkai's plan was to sell them as scrap, Liang Zhaoyue was reluctant, and argued that some of them were sorted out by her and put in her room, and some were taken to school by her.

She went out with two brown paper bags.

Song Yue asked, "What's the other paper bag?" ”

She was silent for a long time, and said ambiguously: "A coat." ”

Song Yue didn't think much about it: "I haven't been working the night shift recently, if you come back late and make a call, I'll pick you up." ”

"Okay."

Liang Zhaoyue went downstairs.

As I walked out of the dormitory, my phone rang.

picked it up and found that it was Zhou Yunchuan calling, she suddenly felt distracted, hurriedly took the two bags in her left hand, and answered the phone with one free hand.

As soon as it was connected, Zhou Yunchuan's faint voice came from the earpiece: "Going out?" ”

She hummed and said, "I haven't left the school gate yet." ”

After speaking, I always felt that something was missing.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard his detached voice sound again: "Which door do you come out of easily?" ”

She was stunned for a moment, guessed what he was going to do, and said, "North Gate." ”

After hanging up the phone, Liang Zhaoyue still had some palpitations in her heart, and the feeling of being indescribable became stronger and stronger.

But the call just now couldn't be brief, and after a moment of self-disturbance, she shook her head to stop herself from thinking nonsense, and walked towards the north gate in the afterglow of dusk.

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When she was about to reach the north gate, she deliberately slowed down her pace while looking around from time to time, and after a while, she saw a black Bentley in the temporary lane to the left of the north gate.

The license plate number is the same as the one that picked up Xu Mingheng that night.

At this time, the car is tightly closed.

She couldn't guess if knocking on the window at this time would disturb Zhou Yunchuan.

After hesitation, the driver's window was lowered, revealing a cold and indifferent face.

Zhou Yunchuan turned his face sideways, looked at her, and said, "Get in the car." ”

She didn't expect him to drive the car himself, thinking it was an assistant or something.

When she got to the car, she was in a dilemma, should she sit in the front or the back?

For the opposite sex, the co-pilot is a very sophisticated position; But if she chooses the rear seat, she is suspected of taking him as a driver.

Seeing that she didn't get in the car for a long time, Zhou Yunchuan glanced at her and said, "Sit in front." ”

Liang Zhaoyue breathed a sigh of relief, nodded at him, and opened the co-pilot's door.

After getting into the car and fastening his seat belt, Liang Zhaoyue turned his face and said, "Mr. Zhou, I'm fine." ”

Zhou Yunchuan didn't make a sound, just turned the direction of the car with the steering wheel in his hand and drove onto the main road.

It's as bland and alienated as ever.

But because of that maturity and stability, this sense of alienation is natural.

The car compartment was unusually quiet, and the air conditioning was turned on sufficiently, under the action of the two phases, Liang Zhaoyue felt as if he was in a cold and snowy environment. She sat for a while, her face slightly sideways, and her gaze inadvertently crossed over Zhou Yunchuan.

His lips were slightly flat, his expression was indifferent, his hands were on the steering wheel, and the sleeves of his shirt were slightly receded, revealing a beautiful wrist bone, rugged but elegant.

There is a different kind of power hidden in the bones.

All in all fascinating.

Liang Zhaoyue watched the meeting, afraid that staying too long would make him aware of it, which would only increase the offense and embarrassment, so he hurriedly withdrew his gaze.

Forty minutes later, the car drove into a Wutong avenue, turned two corners, and finally stopped in front of a small western-style building.

Zhou Yunchuan parked the car, unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car.

Seeing this, Liang Zhaoyue also hurriedly took two paper bags and opened the car door.

After getting out of the car, he found that Zhou Yunchuan had an extra black blazer in his hand, he shook it open and put it on, buttoned it, and lowered his head to tidy up the cuffs.

Liang Zhaoyue stepped forward at the right time, handed out one of the brown paper bags, and said, "This is the coat you didn't have time to take away in the lecture hall last night, and Mr. Xu asked me to hand it over to you." ”

Zhou Yunchuan lifted his eyelids and glanced at her.

His gaze was cold, and he couldn't tell what it meant.

Liang Zhaoyue's hand stopped in mid-air, and her heart was flustered.

After a while, Zhou Yunchuan straightened out his cuffs, reached out and took the bag in her hand, walked to the back seat, opened the car door and threw it in.

When he returned, his eyes fell on her left hand and he said, "What's that?" ”

She looked down and explained, "It's a painting, and the information from your assistant says that Mr. Philip likes morning glories, and I happen to have one here." ”

Hearing this, he looked at her again, and just when she thought it was an extra move, he heard him say, "Can I take a look?" ”

"Yes," she said in a hurry, taking out the tube from her bag, unfolding it, "This painting is my grandfather's previous work, imitating the morning glory painting of the Qing Dynasty painter Li Yi." ”

The scenery of this painting is simple, but the clever place is concerned with coloring, which is fresh, simple and elegant, and very chic.

Zhou Yunchuan lowered his eyes and looked at it for a long time, but he was speechless. Liang Zhaoyue was uneasy and glanced at him, his face was calm, and he couldn't tell any thoughts just from his expression.

She pursed her lips, regretting that she had brought the painting with her.

Suddenly, Zhou Yunchuan's slow and logical tone sounded in his ears: "Only this one? ”

She didn't react at once.

He asked again: "This is the only painting?" ”

She came back to her senses and said, "There is another one, but it is a defective piece, and it was stained with some paint. ”

Zhou Yunchuan asked, "Now in your hands?" ”

She nodded.

He raised his eyebrows, thoughtful.

I couldn't figure out what the purpose of his sudden question was, Liang Zhaoyue saw that he didn't look at the painting anymore, so he rolled the painting up and put it into the painting tube and put it in a brown paper bag.

She waited quietly to the side, but Zhou Yunchuan didn't say anything for a long time. After a while, he raised his wrist, glanced at the time, and said to her, "You don't need to talk about anything work-related when you go in later, just treat it as a normal chat." ”

Before she could answer, he had already walked towards the small western-style building.

Liang Zhaoyue was surprised, last night his assistant sent three materials to let her familiarize herself, but now he said that he couldn't use it, which was really strange.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse that he was far away, and she didn't have time to think about it, so she hurriedly followed.

Although the Philips are over 50 years old, they are better than they are properly maintained, and they are calm and bright, and they look a few years younger than their actual age.

After saying hello, Liang Zhaoyue gave them a meeting gift, and at the same time emphasized that this was an imitation painting, hoping that they would like it.

To her surprise, Mr. and Mrs. Philip were full of praise for the painting, and at the dinner table, they kept asking about the painting.

Liang Zhaoyue glanced at Zhou Yunchuan, who nodded at her, and she got his consent, so she spoke eloquently.

Later, Mrs. Philip learned that her grandfather loved to make wine in addition to painting, and she was even more joyful, which was quite a kind of hatred for each other.

In the second half, Mrs. Philip took her to sit in the living room to talk about domestic wine culture, while Zhou Yunchuan accompanied Mr. Philip into the study to talk about things.

Liang Zhaoyue chatted with Mrs. Philip while paying attention to the situation in the study.

Half an hour had passed, and when the two came out of the study, she could vaguely hear him say in German to Monsieur Philip that they had worked well together.

At around nine o'clock, she and Zhou Yunchuan said goodbye to Philip and his wife.

Walking out of the courtyard of the small western-style building, Zhou Yunchuan's mobile phone rang, and he picked it up.

Xu Mingheng asked, "It's over?" How's the talk? ”

Zhou Yunchuan glanced at Liang Zhaoyue and said, "The acquisition has been decided, and the specific details will be discussed between the two sides tomorrow." ”

"What's going on? Didn't the old man refuse to let go? ”

It was night, and there was silence all around, so Xu Mingheng's voice clearly reached Liang Zhaoyue's ears through the earpiece.

She looked over, but unexpectedly, she was colliding with the gaze that Zhou Yunchuan had seen.

It wasn't the first time they had looked at each other, but perhaps it was just her and him, and she breathed tightly.

An unconscious tension filled her body, and her breathing became much thinner.

At this moment, Zhou Yunchuan smiled faintly, his eyebrows and eyes stretched, quite comfortable.

This is the first time that Liang Zhaoyue has seen such a bright look on his face, not the previous unkindness.

She couldn't help but think that he could laugh.

Zhou Yunchuan said: "Keep your paintings and hang them at home." ”

Xu Mingheng wailed: "No, didn't the painting I spent 200,000 years of hard work buy come in handy?" ”

He hummed faintly.

Xu Mingheng asked again: "How was that solved?" ”

When the words fell, Liang Zhaoyue could definitely feel that Youdao's gaze fell on her.

It's a very strong existence, and it's hard for her to think it's an illusion.

Zhou Yunchuan said casually: "This is for yourself." ”

Xu Mingheng was confused: "Can you be happy, let me guess every time......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Yunchuan hung up the phone.

Liang Zhaoyue heard the meaning of his words.

Presumably her painting worked more or less tonight, but she didn't know how much or how little.

This is secondary though.

She thought it would be nice to help him.

As soon as this thought came out, she was suddenly startled, stopped, and looked at Zhou Yunchuan, who walked around the front of the car to the driver's seat, confused.

Zhou Yunchuan opened the car door, looked up inadvertently, and saw her standing not far away, looking at himself in a daze.

In the night, she looked dazed, as if she was trapped by some problem.

He waited for a while, saw that she didn't mean to move, and thought that tonight would go so smoothly thanks to the painting she had brought. After a moment's thought, he closed the door again and walked towards her.

When he was only one step away from her, he stopped and bowed his head.

A black shadow fell, blocking the faint street lights behind him, and Liang Zhaoyue raised his eyes.

One pitch and one tilt, the atmosphere is calm, and the undercurrent of affection is surging.

Zhou Yunchuan spoke at the right time and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

The voice was neither high nor low, just enough for her to hear.

Liang Zhaoyue thought, what's wrong with her?

Looking at his handsome face, she sighed silently in her heart.

Once upon a time, she didn't believe in love at first sight.

Now she knows it firsthand.

It's ridiculous, but it's also really exciting.

But so what?

The gap between her and him couldn't be more obvious, and it will be difficult for the two people who are different from each other to have contact in the future.

The short-lived heartbeat, in the face of real problems, is not worth mentioning.

What's more, what if Zhou Yunchuan already has a other half?

She forcefully pressed down the emotions that made her heart tremble, and reined in time to prevent herself from falling even worse.

Liang Zhaoyue said: "It's nothing. After a pause, he said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhou, for your concern." ”

Zhou Yunchuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and when he saw that her expression was as usual, he didn't continue to ask.

It was still silent all the way back.

Outside the window, the night was scarce, and the light reflected in her eyes like a glimpse.

Liang Zhaoyue retracted her gaze and took a quick look at Zhou Yunchuan's location.

He still has the same indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away.

She thought, it's just a momentary heartbeat, it's really nothing.

She comforted herself.