Chapter 3: It's not that enemies don't get together
Yi Yao had never seen her mother, Ling Suhua, like this. Her wet hair clung to her cheeks, her entire face was frighteningly white, and she seemed to have been drained of energy, as if her soul had been sucked away.
For so many years, Ling Suhua has been the pillar of the Yi family, but now, this pillar has suddenly collapsed.
"It's okay, it's okay. Let's start from the beginning. You must be hungry. I'm going to heat up the food first. Let's fill our stomachs first."
Unexpectedly, her father Yi Chengwen's comfort opened up the wound that Ling Suhua least wanted to face. She could fail, but she couldn't fail in front of Yi Chengwen.
She has always been the strong one in marriage and family, but she can't accept being comforted in return.
Ling Suhua smiled bitterly with sarcasm in her words: "Start all over again? Ha, Yi Chengwen, you said this so easily. Tell me how to start all over again? Do you have a chance to start all over again? Are you going to be evaluated as a full professor?"
Yi Yao knew that her mother Ling Suhua was disheartened by her father Yi Chengwen's failure in the competition for professorship.
My mother is such a proud person. She was once a rich lady, but she was reduced to doing clothing wholesale in order to make a living. Every day, she faced customers who were unwilling to give up for petty profits. Her arrogance and self-esteem had already been crushed to pieces by life.
But now, even in front of Yi Chengwen, she has become a complete loser. Ling Suhua cannot bear this gap.
Ling Suhua still sat at the dining table and ate the amphioxus made by Yi Chengwen, but she still didn't take a bite of the sweet and sour pork.
Yi Chengwen knew that Ling Suhua liked to eat sweet and sour pork, but even though Ling Suhua had not eaten a bite for more than a month, Yi Chengwen still brought this dish to the table every day, fearing that Ling Suhua would want to eat it again one day.
His overwhelming romance has become a torment in Ling Suhua's heart, an unbearable torment. If you like to eat, eat it every day, who can bear it?
After dinner, Ling Suhua returned to the bedroom and dragged her suitcase out the door not long after.
"Mom, what are you doing?" Yi Yao stood in front of Ling Suhua, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Ling Suhua smiled bitterly and said, "I'll go stay at your grandma's house for a few days and let me calm down."
Yi Yao did not continue to stop her. She was afraid that the matter would continue to intensify and the conflicts between her parents that had been accumulated for so many years would completely erupt.
Before leaving, Ling Suhua still said: "Yaoyao, don't imitate your father. When you grow up, this family will..."
After all, Ling Suhua didn't say the rest, turned around and left the Yi family.
The warehouse was flooded and hundreds of thousands of goods were destroyed. Ling Suhua was hit hard. Ling Suhua left in a hurry and didn't even have time to take a hot shower and change into dry clothes.
Half an hour later, Yi Chengwen still called his mother-in-law, and was relieved when he heard Ling Suhua's voice on the other end of the phone. His mother-in-law, Mo Ruomu, did not blame Yi Chengwen, but said helplessly that she should be here first.
Let’s talk about staying there for a few days.
Late at night, Yi Yao was not sleepy at all.
Maybe it was because things were so smooth before, but both work and family were suddenly facing a crisis, and Yi Yao was at a loss for a while.
On the sofa in the living room, the handmade Sichuan brocade that Ling Suhua bought for more than 10,000 yuan is still the same as before. The traditional Chinese costumes and cheongsams she has sewn in the closet over the years are also valuable.
For a middle-income family like the Yi family, these luxury goods seem a bit out of place, but Yi Yao knows that it is Ling Suhua's last persistence and stubbornness. She has experienced the decline of hand sewing, and is looking forward to the moment when traditional craftsmen are revived.
Even in the long years, Ling Suhua has already lost her identity as a lady.
However, her love for handmade tailoring and traditional Chinese clothing are engraved in her bones, and she always thinks that one day they can be carried forward in her hands.
only……
At half past twelve, Yi Chengwen was still preparing lessons in the study. Yi Yao brought him a glass of honey water to remind him to sleep.
Yi Chengwen was silent for a long time, and suddenly said: "Daughter, did dad do something wrong?"
Yi Yao shook his head silently, leaned on his father's shoulder, patted his back, and turned back to the bedroom.
During the day, Yi Yao was still prepared to reject Zhang Yunchang's "suggestion" that she would resign and find a new job, but just now, Yi Yao suddenly changed her mind. She knew that no more people in this family could fall.
The next day, it was still 7:40, it was still Yuzhi Road subway station, and it was still the subway line 8 that rushed into the city every day. Yi Yao met the young couple from yesterday again, and the two of them were sitting on their own
On the opposite side, although the eyes were full of love, they were much quieter than yesterday.
Yi Yao agreed to go to the new company to help. Zhang Yunchang seemed very satisfied. He even promised a lot of "blank checks" when he was excited. Yi Yao just smiled and didn't take it seriously.
Everyone in the company knew that Zhang Yunchuang's decision to ask Yi Yao to help in the new company was actually a harsh punishment.
It is obviously much easier to operate an account in an organization. After all, the resources, platform and even supply chain are right in front of you and can be used at any time. How should a new company, and a new company with only two polished commanders, do it? Reading accounts are now in full bloom.
The competition is fierce, and it is very difficult to operate a company, let alone this personal model.
"A new company has no projects and no team. Who among us in operations doesn't want to rely on resources to do things well? Yi Yao is really excited this time."
An operator shook his head and made sarcastic remarks. Yi Yao happened to pass by and gave the man a roll of his eyes.
Only Chen Lu came to comfort Yi Yao: "Don't listen to their nonsense, but... have you really decided to leave?"
Chen Lu has a weak temperament, especially in front of Yi Yao, and her voice becomes even louder when she speaks.
Yi Yao looked at the gray sky outside the window with a melancholy look on his face.
Chen Lu thought she had changed her temper, but Yi Yao held her chin and teased her: "I'm going to conquer the country. Don't worry, the position of queen will always be yours."
"You...you don't have integrity, I'm ignoring you!"
Zhang Yunchuang was also afraid of long nights and many dreams, so he used his connections to help his niece find an office near Dawang Road that day, and asked Qin Mo and Yi Yao to look at the house together in the afternoon.
Yi Yao is a person who has a beginning and an end. She sorted out the customer information and took it to her supervisor. When she asked who she wanted to contact, the supervisor didn't say clearly and just asked Yi Yao to keep the information.
Yi Yao guessed that the supervisor herself was also eyeing this big order, but she had laid the groundwork and ended up making a wedding dress for someone else, which made her feel a little disappointed.
At noon, Yi Yao had packed up his things and was waiting for Zhang Yunchang's niece to arrive.
"Let's go and have a casual meal." Li Xiang suddenly walked over.
Yi Yao looked up at Li Xiang with a look of helplessness on her face. She regretted whether she was really impulsive: "You see, I seem to be in the mood to eat now?"
Li Xiang frowned: "People are like iron rice or steel. You are about to go into battle to strike iron. How can you do it in this state? You have to eat enough before going to the execution ground!"
Yi Yao sighed, but then he became more energetic: "Let's just walk on."
Yi Yao was actually very grateful to Li Xiang. Li Xiang helped her figure out something she hadn't thought about for a long time. She gave up before she even started to fight. How is this Yi Yao's style?
No, blacksmithing? What kind of blacksmithing? This guy got around to it.
At the door, I happened to meet Chen Lu who was coming back from outside, and the three of them went to the restaurant downstairs together.
Yi Yao asked Chen Lu why she came back from outside. Chen Lu hesitated and couldn't explain clearly, so she covered it up with a smile.
At the buffet, Li wanted to order, and Yi Yao and Chen Lu started chatting.
"Yi Yao, you left the company and I was left alone. It's really boring. Why don't I go with you?" Chen Lu looked unhappy.
Yi Yao smiled and said: "Why, you don't have to be so disappointed if you can't get milk tea, right? I'll make one more trip."
Chen Lu rolled her eyes and then said: "They used to say that Beijingers love poverty. Now I have learned the lesson. You are still poor under such circumstances. You are so big-hearted."
Yi Yao shook his head and said solemnly: "This doesn't mean being poor or being optimistic. An old Beijinger said that there was a farmer who got angry when something went wrong and he stepped on dog shit when he went out. An old man next to him said to him with a smile.
'You're so lucky, you can even bring back two taels of fertilizer when you go out.' The man suddenly realized that I don't call this love shit, I call it shit luck."
Chen Lu felt that this story was not funny at all: "Isn't that still poverty?"
Li Xiang went back and forth a few times, and finally the dishes were all served. Seeing the shredded pork with Beijing sauce on the table, Chen Lu looked confused: "Is there still this in the buffet?"
Li Xiang replied casually: "I bought it nearby, how can I find it here?"
Chen Lu felt disappointed for a moment. Of course she knew that this dish was Yi Yao's favorite. After a moment of pause, Chen Lu still forced a smile and asked: "Li Xiang, how did you know that our Yi Yao likes to eat Beijing sauce pork?"
Silk?"
It was natural for Li to think: "Every time someone eats this dish, it falls to the ground. Who can't see the two-foot-long dish?"
Yi Yao didn't think much about it. It wasn't the first time she knew about Li Xiang's love for poverty, but she still retorted: "If you say that again, be careful I will sue you for slander."
While eating and chatting, Chen Lu felt more and more something was wrong. It seemed that Li Xiang was seeing Yi Yao off, but he was concerned about Yi Yao's future development.
Li Xiang asked Yi Yao how much start-up capital Zhang Yunchuang gave to the project. Yi Yao said he didn't know. Li Xiang half-joked and half-remindedly said: "There is a start-up capital of 200,000 to 300,000 yuan for a project like this. Zhang Yunchuang has
Not short of money."
The implication is also to remind Yi Yao not to be too unrestrained in starting capital.
When the meal was almost finished, Li Xiang added: "If you need any help in the future, please feel free to contact me. You are not resigning, at best you are being assigned as an expatriate. If I help you, it is not considered taking a private job. It's not a violation of the rules."
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Yi Yao said jokingly: "Let's wait until your cool motorcycle gets out of the ICU."
At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Yunchuang's niece arrived belatedly. When they met for the first time, they were stunned by each other.
Yi Yao never thought that Zhang Yunchuang's niece was the mushroom head who was the first to complain in the morning. No wonder everyone in the company said that this person was a devil and dare to love.
Of course, Qin Mo didn't expect that the talent his uncle talked about was such a thin and fragile girl with half-length broken hair, which didn't match her style at all.
"Did you really do Mr. Wang's project?" Qin Mo was obviously a little doubtful.
Yi Yao was not a vegetarian either, so he simply replied: "It's too late for you to regret it now, I wish you could change someone else."
Qin Mo looked Yi Yao up and down, looked at Yi Yao for a long time and took Yi Yao outside. He opened the car door neatly and threw the box in Yi Yao's hand into the back seat. Then he looked at Yi Yao with a dull look on his face and said:
"What are you stunned for? Get in the car."
Yi Yao reluctantly got into the car, and her fighting spirit yesterday had turned into despair now. She never thought that Zhang Yunchuang, who was also a high-ranking figure, could have such a generous niece.
Qin Mo drove the car very hard on purpose, as if he wanted to give Yi Yao a showdown. Yi Yao was already suffering from motion sickness, and this moment made his stomach churn, but Yi Yao managed to make it all the way to the destination, so he made an excuse to go
I vomited in the bathroom.
The phone rang, and it was a text message from Chen Lu: "Are you okay? I think she was driving as if she was risking her life. She didn't bully you, right?"
Yi Yao gritted her teeth. Her best friend's concern gave her more fighting spirit, and she simply replied: "It's okay, don't worry. Jiangshan and I are both here."
The house is not far from Dawang Road subway station. It is a two-story apartment with a total of less than 50 square meters. It is very messy. It looks like someone has just moved out. Junk files are scattered all over the floor. Compared with Yunchuang's office building, this place is simply a mess.
Levels of refugee camps in Africa.
"Normally, you pay once for half a year. My friend also told you about your situation. So, if you pay $15,000 a month for three months, I won't charge you a deposit. Who will pay?"
The two of them stared at each other for a long time, both thinking that the money was in the other's hands.
At this moment, Xiao Zhang, Yunchuang's financial officer, chased in. Before he could catch his breath, he handed the bank card to Yi Yao as he entered the door: "Here's the money. You guys ran too fast. I had a good run this way."
Xiao Zhang said that the boss was busy and forgot to pay, but after paying the money and seeing that there was still fifty-five thousand left in the card, Yi Yao's heart instantly dropped.
Is it a joke to invest 100,000 yuan in start-up capital for a reading project?
There are no computers, no live broadcast equipment, no office supplies, no anchors, no cameramen... This does not include water and electricity property fees and the deposit for opening a store on the Reading Platform, half of which is used for rent alone.
In an instant, Yi Yao's fighting spirit disappeared.
Of course, Yi Yao didn't expect at all that greater difficulties were yet to come.