In the small and cozy dining room, Zheng Shuyi only turned on a floor lamp.
She sat at the table, staring at the steaming prawn noodles in front of her, for a while.
Afterwards, she burst out laughing.
The depression of meeting Yue Xingzhou was swept away, followed by an uncontrollable whisper.
Is this noodles?
This! Yes! Time! Home! small! feast! of! heart!
Of course, it would be perfect without adding green onions.
Zheng Shuyi's stomach groaned, but he still held back his hunger and picked out the onions one by one.
But after taking two bites, she gave her finger a finger and almost forgot the most important thing.
So he immediately put down his chopsticks, took a picture with his mobile phone and sent it to Shi Yan.
Zheng Shuyi: Thank you boss for your love.
At the moment it was sent out, Zheng Shuyi suddenly thought of something, and immediately withdrew it and re-edited it.
Zheng Shuyi: Thank you boss for pitying me.
Zheng Shuyi: I'm going to start.
Zheng Shuyi:
It was late at night, and even the wind had rested, and the study was as quiet as the flow of time had stopped.
――If it's not for the phone's constant vibrating.
Shi Yan leaned against the table, took off his glasses, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and glanced down at his phone.
On the lock screen, Zheng Shuyi's news popped up continuously.
He picked up the phone and opened the picture.
Under the dim light, there was a checkered tablecloth under the bowl, and a bunch of flowers beside it.
Ordinary, girl's home dress.
Shi Yan: Don't eat green onions?
Zheng Shuyi was stunned for a moment, and asked how he knew.
Looking at the photo again, it turns out that she picked in the green onions from the toilet paper next to her when she took the photo.
So there was another burst of joy.
Shi Yan is still very careful and caring.
Zheng Shuyi: I hate eating green onions.
Zheng Shuyi: I said when I ordered, didn't you hear me?
The other side was silent for a while, and "The other party is typing" was displayed on the top, but no news came.
Zheng Shuyi's heart thumped, with a bad feeling.
Wouldn't Shi Yan suddenly think of her own boss, and then force her to eat green onions?
Zheng Shuyi was amused by his sudden thought.
Seeing the news of Shi Yan's return, she smiled even more.
Shiyan: picky eaters.
Zheng Shuyi: What's wrong with picky eaters?
She thought for a while, and instead of typing, she spoke.
"My parents don't care about me, you care so wide."
The other party didn't reply, she sent another one.
"Do you care about your ex-girlfriends the same way?"
Shi Yan held the mobile phone in one hand and looked down for a long time. The neon lights outside the window flickered under his eyes, like a faint and constantly changing emotion flowing in his heart.
He held down the talk button.
"Why, your ex-boyfriend doesn't care?"
His voice was as deep as ever, and he couldn't hear any emotions.
But the smile on Zheng Shuyi's face instantly collapsed, and the bowl of noodles suddenly stopped fragrant.
Tube, of course.
Yue Xingzhou remembered these little details clearly, otherwise how could he be chased by him in the first place.
Mentioning things that upset Zheng Shuyi, she twitched the corners of her mouth, and then made a coquettish voice again in no mood, typing coldly: It's only the end of December. What are you talking about?
Shi Yan: Huh?
Zheng Shuyi sneered twice.
Zheng Shuyi: It's not yet Ching Ming Festival.
after a long time.
Shi Yan: Go to sleep.
The crescent moon hangs high and the leaves are mottled.
Zheng Shuyi lay on the bed, opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling. He did not fall asleep for a while, but instead thought of Shi Yan's words.
She asked him if he cared about his ex-girlfriends the same way, but he didn't answer directly.
That is also an answer.
Inexplicably, Zheng Shuyi was a little jealous.
What are you jealous of?
She asked herself.
Probably because he is jealous of his ex-girlfriends, they can eat Jiuwei's delivery.
——
Tossing a bit late at night, the next morning, Zheng Shuyi almost stepped on the company that was spotted.
Too late to buy coffee, she sat down and searched around. She didn't see the instant coffee she had put on the table before, so she asked Kong Nan: "Do you still have coffee?"
"Nothing." Kong Nan said, "I haven't had instant drink for a long time."
Zheng Shuyi hit Hatch and said in a daze, "Forget it, hold on for a while."
When she said this, Xu Yuling happened to pass by her, holding a cup of hot American style just soaked in her hand.
Xu Yuling stopped suddenly.
Zheng Shuyi sensed it and looked up at her.
Xu Yuling seemed a little haggard today, and the thick foundation couldn't cover the dark circles under her eyes. At first glance, she didn't sleep well at night.
Zheng Shuyi didn't care about her either. The two tore their faces, and there was no need to say hello.
She silently retracted her gaze and reached out to turn on the computer.
At this moment, the cup of hot American was placed on her table.
Zheng Shuyi was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Xu Yuling again.
She raised her eyebrows and said, "I just bought it. I haven't drunk it. You can drink it."
The tone is calm, and the look is normal, as if the two are really colleagues who love each other.
Xu Yuling left without waiting for Zheng Shuyi's response.
Zheng Shuyi was still there, Kong Nan also turned around with a dazed expression, looked at the coffee, and then at Xu Yuling.
"What's up with her?"
Zheng Shuyi pointed to his nose with hollow eyes: "Do you look like I know it?"
Kong Nan went to see the coffee again, picked it up, examined it carefully, and sniffed it.
"You can't be poisoned...?"
Zheng Shuyi cooperated with her to continue her performance: "Gong Dou dramas are not performed like this anymore. In a modern legal society, shouldn't they?"
The two looked at each other, puzzled.
At this time, Qin Shiyue was late.
She has never concealed her sleepiness, and she walks as if she is going to fall asleep.
When passing by Zheng Shuyi's side, Qin Shiyue smelled a scent of coffee, so she stopped and asked, "Is there still coffee?"
Both Zheng Shuyi and Kong Nan looked up at her.
Zheng Shuyi shook his head: "No, just this cup."
Watching Qin Shiyue hit a hate, Kong Nan suddenly handed her coffee.
"You drink it and try the poison."
Zheng Shuyi:?
Qin Shiyue didn't think much, just carried it and left.
Sitting in position, she took a sip and frowned immediately.
Both Kong Nan and Zheng Shuyi were surprised.
Qin Shiyue took the cup, looked carefully, and said, "I didn't expect this instant coffee to taste good."
Zheng Shuyi: "..."
Kong Nan: "..."
This morning, Zheng Shuyi was immersed in the myth that Xu Yuling brought to her.
During the meeting in the group in the afternoon, Xu Yuling happened to be sitting opposite her.
She sat quietly and sorted out some printing papers in her hand, and it seemed nothing unusual.
"Okay, we have a meeting."
Tang Yi walked in and just sat down, feeling that the light was a little dim, so he said to Zheng Shuyi, who was closest to the switch, "Shuyi, turn on the light."
Zheng Shuyi was about to say yes, but Xu Yuling, who was opposite, stood up faster than her.
"Let me do it."
She put down the things in her hand, walked around the conference table in a big circle, walked behind Zheng Shuyi, and turned on the light.
At this moment, not only the others in the conference room, but even Tang Yi looked at Xu Yuling more.
And she watched her nose and nose, as if she couldn't feel everyone's strange eyes.
——
In the second half of the meeting, Tang also began to arrange the next work.
"Next week will be New Year's Day. There are not many things before. The most important thing is that Mingyu Yunchuang's IPO project needs follow-up reports."
She glanced around the office and hesitated a little.
Mingyu Yunchuang is a wholly-owned financial technology subsidiary of Mingyu Bank. The most authoritative evaluation company in the industry has given it a rating of AA. And because it is optimistic about it, it even raised the credit rating of its parent company.
Its IPO has naturally been eagerly anticipated in the industry, and its attention has remained high.
Who is unwilling to follow up and report events that have a high degree of concern?
Therefore, in addition to Zheng Shuyi's ready to move, everyone else in the group also showed hope to Tang Yi.
And Tang also looked around, weighed it in his heart for a while, and finally looked at Xu Yuling.
No matter what Xu Yuling did before, she was once the backbone of the magazine, and Tang did not want to marginalize her.
"Xu Yuling, go ahead."
As soon as this was said, everyone else could guess Tang Yi's consideration, and no one said anything.
Xu Yuling opened her mouth and glanced at Zheng Shuyi calmly.
——Mingyu Yunchuang, the legal representative is also a banquet.
After a while, Xu Yuling looked down and said calmly: "I am not very familiar with Mingyu, so let's go with Zheng Shuyi."
Zheng Shuyi:?
She raised her head suddenly and looked at Xu Yuling puzzled.
Even Tang thought he had heard it wrong, "What did you say?"
Xu Yuling said again: "This project may be more suitable for Zheng Shuyi."
——
After leaving the meeting room, Kong Nan's pupils were still in an earthquake state, and he took Zheng Shuyi to the tea room.
"Has Xu Yuling been worn by the soul?"
She turned her head one step at a time, trying to see some clues from Xu Yuling's expression, "Mingyu Yunchuang's project, she didn't want it? Is she crazy?"
"Who knows."
Zheng Shuyi is also full of question marks, but since the task has been arranged, she has no time to understand Xu Yuling's thoughts.
For this follow-up report, the main target is Qiu Fu, the financial director of Mingyu Yunchuang. Zheng Shuyi returned to the work station and sent an email there. After the connection was completed, Zheng Shuyi took the phone and thought about it, and sent it to Shiyan. Messages.
Zheng Shuyi: The day after tomorrow I'm going to work at Mingyu Yunchuang, will you be there?
After a long while, Shi Yan returned two words: not here.
Fine.
Zheng Shu also thought that he could not be in the subsidiary company all the time.
In the afternoon, Zheng Shuyi went to Mingyu Yunchuang.
After explaining her intention with the front desk, she went to the hospitality area and waited.
On the front desk, the insider called to the chief financial officer's office.
"Sister Lele, the reporter from Caijing Weekly has made an appointment to see Mr. Qiu this afternoon. People have already arrived."
"Finance Weekly?"
These four words hit a sensitive memory point of Qin Lezhi.
She held the phone and glanced out the window, "Which reporter?"
The front desk flipped through the visit record sheet and said, "It seems to be called... Zheng Shuyi?"
"Oh, I see."
After hanging up the phone, Qin Lezhi looked at the lighted door of the conference room and wrote a note on the post-it note.
——
Zheng Shuyi sat in the reception area for a long time, but no one came to notify her.
I drank a lot of coffee here.
When it was almost five o'clock, she couldn't help looking for someone to ask about the situation again. The front desk couldn't, so she had to call and ask again.
"That's the case. Today, President Qiu is busy here and there are many meetings. Maybe he is not free for the time being."
Zheng Shuyi had to go back to the reception area.
After the fifth cup of coffee, Zheng Shuyi looked at the setting sun outside the window, raised the paper cup, and took a picture of the sun.
Then send it to Shiyan.
Zheng Shuyi: The coffee here is pretty good.
Zheng Shuyi: I just drink five more cups, I'm going to throw up.
Shi Yan:?
Zheng Shuyi: Your Mingyu style always likes to make people wait for a while?
Zheng Shuyi: Of course I don't mean you, I'm just too boring TVT
Shi Yan did not reply to her again.
Zheng Shuyi put down the cup, stood up and took two steps to move around. Looking back at the front desk, there was still no movement.
"Why don't you check for me again, if there is really no time today, I can come again tomorrow."
She walked over and said.
Yiyan, the young lady at the front desk, made the call again to the chief financial officer's office.
A few seconds later, the front desk glanced at Zheng Shuyi, but it was difficult to speak.
"That... Mr. Qiu has something wrong. He already left half an hour ago."
Zheng Shuyi: "..."
She sighed, and when she was about to turn around, a woman walked out of the elevator, looked around, and asked, "Who is Miss Zheng Shuyi, please?"
Zheng Shuyi immediately stopped and waved his hand, "I am."
The woman walked towards her: "Sorry, you have been waiting for a long time, please follow me upstairs, President Qiu will be there soon."
Eh? Zheng Shuyi asked, "Isn't Mr. Qiu gone already?"
The woman nodded, did not deny, took a meaningful look at Zheng Shuyi, and pursed her lips a little nervously.
"Yeah, but President Qiu rushed back right away, fifteen minutes at most."