Zheng Shuyi admitted that when she sat up, she deliberately depressed her posture, managed her expression, and even adjusted her legs in a calm manner.
She doesn't know how far Shiyan's eyes are and whether she can discover her inner beauty, so the outer beauty must always be plainly placed in front of him.
But at the moment the car windows were open, and the cold wind that was about to enter the winter was pouring into the car desperately like no money.
Zheng Shuyi's thoughts were gone, he closed his legs calmly, wrapped his coat tightly, took out the recording pen, cleared his throat, and said, "Shi Zong, then I have the recording pen now?"
Shi Yan leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes, his mouth didn't grow a bit, and he answered Zheng Shuyi's words with an "um".
I'm afraid it's not going to fall asleep in the next second.
Do I look so unattractive?
Zheng Shuyi cursed in his heart, and his mouth was clever, "I will record the whole process, and I will check it with you when the final draft comes out."
After speaking, Shi Yan didn't answer, still keeping his eyes closed and meditation.
Zheng Shuyi turned out the outline.
"The theme of this interview is mainly around the role of the renminbi as a pillar currency in Asian currency cooperation and the role of the renminbi in East Asia. First of all, I would like to ask you to talk about it. As a large commercial bank in the process of advancing the internationalization of the renminbi, you What preparation do you think you need to do?"
After listening to Zheng Shuyi's words, Shi Yan turned his head and pressed his chin, and glanced at Zheng Shuyi lightly.
Zheng Shuyi didn't know what this meant, so he had to look back too.
Unexpectedly, Shi Yan didn't look away. She didn't know what expression she was making when she looked at each other, so she had to blink her eyes.
Putting aside other factors, she has been preparing for this work for a long time, and naturally she will be more nervous about how much she expects.
After a while, Shi Yan didn't know what he thought of, and he snorted in his nasal cavity almost inaudibly, and then retracted his gaze.
Zheng Shuyi:?
If it wasn't for my ulterior motives for you, I would have to ask you today to talk about what your micro-emoji mean.
When Zheng Shuyi was slandering, Shi Yan raised his hand to loosen his bow tie, and then began to answer Zheng Shuyi's questions.
When he uttered the first sentence, Zheng Shuyi hadn't recovered yet, he was taken aback, and immediately lowered his head to start recording.
What Shi Yan said was very logical and intertwined, and he answered sentence by sentence. Although there were not many words, the amount of information was very full. Zheng Shuyi didn't dare to miss a sentence and listened carefully.
The car has been moving forward at high speed, up the mountain road, into the tunnel, and around the overpass. Zheng Shuyi never looked up and noticed the changes outside the window.
She threw out the topics one by one, and there was almost no free time to think about where the car would go.
When she finished asking the content of the outline, the recorder indicated that one hour and fifty-six minutes had passed.
It's actually very difficult to catch up with his thoughts. The demand for attention is almost up to the test level. During the period, he has to analyze what he said so that he will not ask repeated questions to make him laugh, so Zheng Shuyi recorded the final points. At that time, the palm of the hand was already sweating.
Zheng Shuyi raised her head, glanced at Shi Yan, and saw that the other person's expression was calm, but she was not as nervous as her.
Her eyes gradually stayed on his eyes.
Viewed from the side, the lenses coated his eyelashes with a faint light, and he couldn't see the emotions, but it was difficult to look away.
"Are you finished?" Shi Yan suddenly turned to look at her.
Zheng Shuyi suddenly retracted his gaze: "I'm finished."
Next second.
Zheng Shuyi: "..."
The already quiet car seems to be quieter.
She closed the pen cover, pretended that nothing happened, and turned over the notebook with her face down, trying to conceal her embarrassment of peeking at his captured bag.
After a moment of silence, Zheng Shuyi began to feel a little nervous, quietly raising his eyes to look at Shi Yan.
It happened to meet Shi Yan's gaze.
He slowly straightened his upper body, raised his hand to adjust his tie, and the expression in his eyes looking at her became gloomy.
The car stopped slowly at this time.
Zheng Shuyi secretly squeezed a sweat.
Mouth scooped up.
It should be wretched.
The interior of the car is constantly quiet. A cold wind blew in, and Zheng Shuyi shuddered suddenly.
It was in this gap that Shi Yan looked away, opened the door, bowed and got out of the car, and dropped a word.
"Two hours are here."
Zheng Shuyi: "..."
His series of movements were too fast, and Zheng Shuyi was in a daze before waking up from the tension in the confrontation just now.
She immediately raised her head and looked out of the car window.
Large tracts of grass, rows of wooden fences, a few horses grazing sporadically in the middle, the woods at the end are withered, and the sky is gray and dark clouds are accumulating, and I feel that it will be pressed on that piece of wood in the next second. .
? ? ?
What kind of ghost place is this where birds don't lay eggs?
Standing by the car, Shi Yan looked up into the distance, as if he had forgotten the existence of Zheng Shuyi.
Zheng Shuyi held the car window with his hands in a panic.
But Shi Yan's back seemed to have the words "indifferent" written in bold.
When she was about to speak, Shi Yan turned her head and raised her eyes, "You can go now."
Zheng Shuyi:?
How can I walk in this barren mountain?
Riding a horse?
Seeing that Shi Yan was really going to leave, Zheng Shuyi quickly got out of the car to catch up.
"Shi, there is one last question."
She pursed the corners of her lips, "Why don't you talk about other topics."
Shi Yan focused on the phone, not looking at Zheng Shuyi.
"Say."
Zheng Shuyi stood behind him and asked, "Do you have a girlfriend?"
Shi Yan paused at his fingertips and looked over.
Zheng Shuyi looked at Shiyan with a smile, and it seemed that he had no other meaning. After all, many reporters would use such questions at the end of the interview to animate the atmosphere.
In fact, her hand on the side of her leg had already made a fist.
Shi Yan's gaze shifted down, and she looked a few inches across her face with a sense of inquiry.
When he was about to speak, a male voice came not far away.
"Shiyan!"
Shi Yan immediately raised his head, and a white-haired old man in an equestrian uniform walked towards them quickly.
At first, Zheng Shuyi just followed Shi Yan to look over, and felt that the old man's voice was familiar.
As he got closer and his face became clear, Zheng Shuyi suddenly realized that he really knew him.
To be precise, it should be a unilateral acquaintance with this well-known bigwig in the financial industry.
Zheng Shuyi studied journalism majoring in finance and economics as an undergraduate, and the teacher mentioned this person-Guan Xiangcheng during the first professional course he enrolled.
Since then, the name "Guan Xiangcheng" has run through Zheng Shuyi's entire college years, and it has been mentioned frequently after work. TV, magazines, and newspapers are everywhere filled with his voice.
Although Guan Xiangcheng has retired and rarely appears in public, his prestige is still as high as Mount Tai.
Of course, Zheng Shuyi also heard that Guan Xiangcheng's greatest hobby is horsemanship.
So where she is now, it should be Guan Xiangcheng's private racecourse.
Guan Xiangcheng held a leather riding whip in his hand and walked leisurely toward this side, slowly paying attention to Zheng Shuyi on the side.
Suddenly seeing a strange woman, Guan Xiangcheng's pace unconsciously slowed down, and he looked a little more.
But then I thought about it, it seemed that it was not unusual for a man to show up with a woman, and the first sentence of his mouth became: "This is?"
He pointed to Zheng Shuyi.
Without waiting for the banquet to speak, Zheng Shuyi took the lead and said: "Hello, Mr. Guan, I am Zheng Shuyi, a reporter from Caijing Weekly."
"Finance Weekly..." Guan Xiangcheng nodded, "I have an impression of you. I have read a few of your articles. They are well written and in-depth. I didn't expect that I was still a young girl."
I don't know if this compliment is a feast for the time, but Zheng Shuyi still accepts it calmly.
She raised her head and smiled: "You've been rewarded."
After a brief introduction, Guan Xiangcheng looked at his guests today and said cheerfully: "I thought you were here alone and didn't prepare anything. There are very few girls in my shabby place."
Hearing the meaning of this, Zheng Shuyi knew that he had misunderstood that he had come with Shi Yan, and probably thought they had an unusual relationship.
Zheng Shuyi lowered his head, rubbed his cuff lightly with his fingers, and quickly calculated his mind.
"Uncle Guan—"
"OMG!"
Just as Shi Yan spoke, the woman next to her gave a small exclamation.
Shi Yan turned her head and saw her looking up, looking at the racetrack ahead, her face was full of surprises, "It's so beautiful here!"
While speaking, she turned her head and glanced around, her long hair was blown by the wind, her eyes lit up, "These horses are also so beautiful!"
It seemed to be an innocent girl who was attracted by the scenery.
Zheng Shuyi feels that this wave of acting skills is simply an Oscar in China.
When he stopped what he was about to say, Shi Yan frowned and looked at Zheng Shuyi thoughtfully.
"This is not my best horse." Guan Xiangcheng continued, no matter how many people with status and status, at this age, they can't help but show off their treasures. "The real BMW is in it."
"There's more?!"
Zheng Shuyi looked curious and expectant. How could Guan Xiangcheng fail to see it? He took the whip in his hand and waved to the two of them, "Go, come in."
After Guan Xiangcheng finished speaking, he turned and walked inward, leaving Zheng Shuyi and Shi Yan behind.
In an open place, the wind is always very strong, coming from across the woods, whirring.
The people beside him did not speak, but Zheng Shuyi could feel him looking at himself.
What kind of identity Guan Xiangcheng is, she just dared to do so because she insisted on banquets and would not explain more in front of him, and put these few children on the stage.
But this kind of scrutiny seems to be tormented, and one second will be stretched infinitely.
Zheng Shuyi's breathing was a little unbalanced, with the back of her hand behind her waist, and her index finger disturbing everything. After waiting for a few seconds, before the other party could speak, she was heartbroken and raised her head to look at Shi Yan.
Sure enough, he ran into his eyes.
Zheng Shuyi blinked, looking innocent, as if saying: "Guan Xiangcheng invited me, what's wrong? Is there any problem?"
Zheng Shuyi didn't know if Shi Yan had any problems, anyway, he just showed an unexplained chuckle, and then stopped paying attention to her, stepping up to follow Guan Xiangcheng's footsteps.
Entering the racecourse, Guan Xiangcheng stood outside the locker room.
Shi Yan walked directly to the dressing room and stepped into the door. Only when he remembered something, he turned his head to look at Zheng Shuyi from the place with his back facing Guan Xiangcheng.
He pressed his eyelids, "I'll go in and change my clothes."
Although the voice was calm, it carried a warning.
Zheng Shuyi smiled brightly with a sweet voice, "Well! I'll wait obediently."
Shiyan: "..."
He stopped talking, and went straight into the locker room. Only Guan Xiangcheng and Zheng Shuyi were left outside.
——
If it is a stranger, Guan Xiangcheng holds his own identity and is the least talkative type of person.
But today he obviously regarded Zheng Shuyi as the person who brought him to Shiyan. He just heard the conversation between these two people, and he had a good idea about Zheng Shuyi, and his attitude towards her was almost the same as that of Shiyan. .
He brought a horse over and chatted with Zheng Shuyi casually while following Mao.
After chatting for a few industry-related words, he changed his mind: "How long have you known Shiyan?"
Zheng Shuyi was stunned for a moment before realizing what he meant.
She lowered her eyes, her face shy, "I have known each other soon."
Just met today.
Guan Xiangcheng knew in his heart, smiled and nodded, patted the baby horse in front of him, "Can you ride a horse?"
Zheng Shuyi said no.
Guan Xiangcheng turned and pointed towards the locker room, "There are my wife's old clothes inside. If you don't dislike it, you can wear them. You can learn it if you come here."
"really?!"
Horse riding is a long way from daily life. Even if it is not because of Shiyan, Zheng Shuyi still has this curiosity, so the surprise at this moment is not acting at all, and a little happily followed Guan Xiangcheng into the dressing room.
Although it is a private racecourse, the dressing room is really not small, with four compartments on each side.
She walked behind Guan Xiangcheng, and when she passed a compartment, she turned her head and saw Shiyan behind the curtain.
The door curtain was able to block his chest to ankles, and Shi Yan turned around to meet Zheng Shuyi's vision.
He took off his glasses, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Although the lights in the dressing room were brightly lit, Shi Yan's eyes were somewhat cool.
Zheng Shuyi, who had a ghost in his heart, was a little guilty when he saw him, and his eyes flickered and turned away.
Feeling that gaze chasing her back, she frowned and quickened her pace.
——
Guan Xiangcheng took her to a cabinet, opened the door, and a faint fragrance filled her nose.
There is a set of red equestrian uniforms hanging in the cabinet. The color of the buttons should be a few years old, but the materials are very high-end and the tailoring is also very neat.
"You can change it. My wife is about the same shape as you. It should be suitable."
Guan Xiangcheng finished speaking and walked out.
There was silence in the dressing room.
Zheng Shuyi took out the suit, and when he chose the compartment, he could look at Shiyan.
It was a pity that there was a tall locker in between. She couldn't see the situation there, and she didn't know that Shi Yan was still there.
I haven't moved for so long, so I should have gone out.
Zheng Shuyi turned and entered the compartment.
She took off her clothes and changed into this equestrian uniform carefully, and when the last button of her neckline was not buttoned, she suddenly heard the sound of footsteps.
Zheng Shuyi paused with his fingertips and stopped, carefully identifying if the footsteps were coming towards her.
Unfortunately not.
The footsteps are getting farther and farther, and it is probably about to go out.
Zheng Shuyi touched his belt with his fingers, and suddenly said, "Shi always!"
The footsteps outside stopped.
Standing in the compartment, Zheng Shuyi smiled unscrupulously.
"How do you tie this belt? Can you teach me?"
After waiting a few seconds, the footsteps sounded again.
The wooden floor in the dressing room suppresses the sound very heavily.
he came.
Zheng Shuyi released his hand and quickly began to trim his hair.
But a few seconds later, she realized that something was wrong.
The sound of footsteps seems to be getting farther and farther?
Just after thinking about it, there was a "bang", the sound of closing the door sounded, and a gust of wind lifted the door curtain in front of Zheng Shuyi.
His voice echoed clearly in the dressing room.
"Don't ride if you can't tie it."