At 3:00 p.m., a sigh of relief echoed in the algorithm trading area.

“It’s closed.”

"It's closing."

But Xie Lan did not get off work immediately. He watched Zhongchen next door grab several colleagues and enter the conference room, glance at the clock on the wall.

Continue to lower your head and write your internship summary report and farewell letter.

The pure English-language habits of foreign investment banks liberated his brain to a large extent, but despite this, he sat firmly in front of the computer for another few hours.

Until Dou Sheng's news rang, he just sent the email, put his laptop into his schoolbag, and finally glanced at the empty desk - the desk was empty after the delivery in the afternoon.

Before graduating from undergraduate and graduate school, the first internship in his life ended.

The elevator opened in the first floor lobby. Xie Lan came out of the gate and looked up and saw his boyfriend sitting in the hospitality area.

The suit was thrown next to him, the cuffs of the shirt were folded a few times, and Dou Sheng was leaning on his knees and playing games intently.

Xie Lan approached with breath, trying to scare him, but was stunned after seeing the screen.

Candy is eliminated?

"You've changed?" he wondered, "Why have you started playing this kind of game?"

Dou Sheng instantly cleared customs and exited the procedure, and said with a smile: "Just unzip it. Congratulations, Xie Lan, the internship is over!"

Xie Lan nodded, and the two walked through the revolving door together, and he asked, "Did your boss win the trial today?"

Dou Sheng looked proud and said, "I lost!"

“…?”

Xie Lanshuai's face began to be confused.

"Xie Lan! Wait a minute!"

A shout suddenly came from behind, and Zhongchen chased after him panting.

He held his cell phone in his hand, "I just saw your email. What does it mean? He voluntarily exited the selection for formal selection?"

"Yes." Xie Lan just nodded.

"Why? It's rare that you, an off-cycle intern, have been qualified for admission, or are you an offer in two years? Is it not good to have multiple choices in your hands?" Zhongchen was incredible, "You are the only one undergraduate intern in this class, and you have a slim chance of winning, so you still give up on your own initiative?"

Dou Sheng yawned, "He thought your job was annoying."

Xie Lan: "..."

Zhongchen was stunned. Before he could react, Dou Sheng explained intimately: "You algorithm traders' job is to spend the chaos model and self-regret."

Zhongchen raised his eyebrows and looked at Xie Lan, "Want to hear about it?"

After knowing each other for so many years, they have become close friends.

Therefore, Xie Lan smiled gently at him, but spoke without any mercy. "I summarized your work, which is about eight words: confusion during the trading session, regret after the trading session."

Zhongchen's face suddenly became wonderful, "I... this... am I... entangled in the plate?"

"It's very entangled." Xie Lan nodded seriously. "One-third of your daily working hours are spent on the market and one-third are spent on whether to interfere in the math, and one-third are spent after the closing. Why did you intervene incorrectly or why you didn't seize the opportunity to intervene in time."

Zhongchen: "...Although I already know there is nothing good about it, I want to ask if there is still one-third left?"

Xie Lan laughed, "Catching her colleagues into the conference room, learning about the misery of others, and coming to comfort herself."

Zhongchen: "…"

Zhongchen covered his heart, "Lanlan, I know that it is easy for you in the mathematics department to look down on us traders, but... there is no good things for me to listen to?"

"Yes." Xie Lan nodded seriously again, "Among your traders, most of the people's work focus is regret after the market, while your work focus is in the mid-term. All your intervention decisions are significantly higher than those of your peers."

One sentence instantly made Zhongchen laugh, and he tickled a few times, "Yes, little brother Xie Lan, it's really good to suppress it if you want to promote it."

He raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "I have a review meeting to open. I'll withdraw first. I'll take the game to find you two on the weekend."

Xie Lan um, raised his hand to say goodbye to him, and watched him run into the building in a cool suit.

Lively and with the young pride of top investment bank traders.

In fact, this job has extremely high challenges for IQ, calmness and on-the-spot decisions. Even if you are a top-level university major in finance, you may not be able to have a chair in the office area upstairs. And Zhongchen, who graduated from undergraduate and became a regular employee and rated S for two consecutive years, is even rarer.

But Xie Lan is not interested in this personally.

This internship was applied for before he went abroad. He was a major in mathematics, did not engage in scientific research, nor was he a professor. Everyone advised him to try the financial industry, and Zhongchen strongly recommended it, so he came.

Two months later, he also resolutely closed the door for himself.

Dou Sheng rubbed his head with a low smile, "I don't like it so much?"

"Not..." Xie Lan hesitated for a while, "The actual transaction may be very exciting. I am just an intern watching, with limited perspective."

Dou Sheng couldn't help but be happy when he heard this, "Ermao, the wording is very accurate."

Xie Lan immediately squinted him, "How many years have you been? You still joke like this and look down on others?"

"I dare not, spare my life." Dou Sheng smiled, "Or if you invest in some positions in the future and don't do transactions, maybe it will be better to study algorithms?"

Xie Lan nodded, "Maybe."

He looked up at the magnificent office building again.

"I just have a hard time imagining that I will become an employee here in the future." He whispered: "The more people tell me, your mind should do finance, and the more outrageous I feel."

Dou Sheng smiled and said nothing, and walked to the donut vending machine around the corner. He stopped and began to buy it seriously.

"I want to have a berry red velvet, do you still want hazelnut sea salt chocolate?"

Xie Lan nodded. "By the way, did you just say that your boss lost?"

Dou Sheng bent down and took out the fallen donut, "The final judgment should be in line with my boss's initial evaluation. However, from the perspective of the parties involved, he did lose. The conditions for commutation of sentence he advocated were really outrageous."

This is the first case after Dou Sheng joined a criminal lawsuit firm in the imperial capital. Xie Lan witnessed his two-month period of time organizing evidence and preparing materials. Although everything "meets expectations", the loss of the case still sounds heartbreaking.

Xie Lan took the donut and took a bite. He was thinking about how to speak, and Dou Sheng turned around.

The black eyes were full of brightness, "You don't know what my boss and the prosecutor were fighting in court today. My boss was about to turn the tables, but in the end the other party caught a point and pushed the whole logic down. Both of them were exhausted, and I felt so happy."

As he said, he fed his donut to Xie Lan's mouth and asked his boyfriend to taste the first bite first. "This is the joy of being a criminal defense. You can tear me and I stop you within the scope of law discussion. There will never be unexpected turnarounds that can be savored for a long time."

Dou Sheng said, and snapped his fingers crisply, "And do you know what the best mentality of a criminal defense lawyer is?"

Xie Lan swallowed the donut in her mouth and stared at him without blinking, "What is it?"

"You have to believe that regardless of whether the result is what the parties want, whether it can meet your performance expectations or not, the law is fair. Even if we are less capable, we have a clear conscience."

Dou Sheng was chewing the donut while walking. The solid sugar and oil mixture was sucked by him, as if he was drinking jelly. The Adam's apple swam happily, and he smiled and said, "I want to think about whether this case can be packaged and stuffed with a video. It's so exciting."

Xie Lan walked beside him, looking at the long traffic on the street, and after a long time he nodded, he lowered his head and continued to eat the donut.

The two walked together for a while, their hands hanging together naturally linked each other, and began to discuss the final preparations before going abroad.

*

The graduation ceremony seemed to be yesterday, but it was about to fly to the UK in another week.

Dinner was cold noodles near T-U. After eating, Xie Lan went back to school and chatted with his tutor for a while, and only came back in the evening.

Dou Sheng is broadcasting live.

The laptop is mounted in the living room, with a stack of suits piled up on the ground, all of which are hung in a garment cover.

"In fact, the law firm system must also be subdivided, whether it is a medium or an external firm, a comprehensive firm or a high-quality firm, or a litigation or non-litigation. For example, our criminal firms do not pay 100% attention to dressing. The most important thing is those who connect with financial market projects, such as iPos, mergers and acquisitions. But I'll tell you, when I couldn't figure out the direction before, I prepared according to the most particular set of preparations."

He said as he took out a set of suits to show the camera.

"In daily office outfits, I recommend choosing dark blue or light gray. Dark blue is not wrong, and it is also likely to be a common choice for everyone in law firms. Light gray is easier and brighter, and I personally recommend it. You can choose white, light linen, light blue, and it is better to match it harmoniously."

He put a few suits back, carefully pulled open the top cover, and shook out a pure black one.

"If it is a very formal occasion, such as an important client or an important trial, it is best to choose pure black. Black is the eternal protagonist, so I don't need to say more, right?"

The simple two buckles in his hand, without any patterns, have not worn them before.

However, only Xie Lan knew how perfect and appropriate this set of cut was. The trousers fitted with every inch of skin, outlining straight and slender legs and plump buttocks. There was no need for extra expression or words. Just standing there with one hand, the tension of the young man was already sprayed. It was about to come out.

The barrage of the screen exploded and suddenly it exploded.

-Damn, is this handsome set good?

- Nobleness without much sarcasm

-D brand haute couture, I'm sure!

-Did anyone notice that Lanzai Fei is coming?

-Did anyone notice that Xie Lan's eyes have changed?

-I've been laughing to death, what's the secret behind this suit?

Dou Sheng carefully put the suit back into the ready-made garment cover, and even the zipper was very cautious.

He tskated, "I know what you know, this set is really expensive. I didn't even want to wear it when I attended the only trial during my internship. And..."

He cleared his throat, glanced at the side quietly, and whispered: "Someone won't let it wear."
To be continued...