The sky is blue, a few clouds float leisurely, and the air is filled with a warm flavor that does not belong to winter.
Different from the slow pace of City H, City A is busy and noisy in the early morning. The people going to work rush between the tall buildings, passing each other on the same road, and then walking towards each other inexplicably.
It had been two days since she came back from City H, but she hadn't gone to work. She seemed to be still immersed in those memories and refused to wake up.
And now, on the third day, I am sitting in a cafe, the first ray of sunshine in the morning falls through the clouds, shining brightly.
I turned my head and looked at the crowds everywhere. The flow was endless, just like any other time, but something seemed different. What was it?
She raised her hand and placed her palm against the glass window, wrapping it in the sunlight. She looked at the starry rays of light coming from the gaps between her fingertips, which warmed some of the emotions in her heart.
Three years have passed, and it has been another three years in the blink of an eye. She still remembers that at this time three years ago, she was as helpless as if she had lost the whole world. At that time, she might not have thought about it, even without him.
The sun will still rise around you, and the air can be so fresh...
She picked up the coffee and took a sip. It was a bit bitter, but she just raised her head and drank it.
If there is really any difference, this is one...
Coffee was bitter. She would never try it in the past, but now, she has become accustomed to it.
Habit is such a terrible thing.
"jingle--"
She was thinking this, but her train of thought was interrupted by a sudden phone ringing: "Sister Qiao, are you back? The director asked me to inform you that a big shot is coming to the company today, so don't be late!"
When the phone was answered, a laughing voice came into his ears. Cen Zhiqiao was stunned for a moment, then he grabbed his bag and went to the door to check out.
"Thirty-six yuan, thank you for coming!"
After paying the money, he held the phone under his shoulder and asked into the phone: "Who is that big shot?"
The other end chuckled: "Don't you know? Mr. He of our Dong Group, he entered Dong Group two years ago, and with lightning speed saved Dong Group, which was originally in a deficit state, and soared all the way.
So far, it has directly sent Dong Group into the Fortune Global 500."
Tong Ling was talking happily to herself, but Cen Zhiqiao was a little confused: "Mr. He? Is there such a leader? Why don't I know?"
"Of course you don't know. All your thoughts are on your handsome little lemon boy. How can you care about other men? But it's not my fault. This Mr. He is really a talented person. Those eyes,
That tall nose, and that small mouth, tsk tsk..."
Across the phone, Cen Zhiqiao could hear the drooling voice on the other end. Unknowingly, the corner of his mouth twitched: "Don't be a nymphomaniac. I'm near the company now. I'll be there in ten minutes. Please take my sketches from before the vacation."
Get ready, I'll take a look when I get there."
"Ah, Sister Qiao, you are so inhumane. You sent me to hell early in the morning!" Cen Zhiqiao ignored the sound of ghosts crying and howling. He took out the car key from his bag and pressed it, then smiled: "I don't want to go to hell.
Just do it quickly and save it later..."
The sound suddenly stopped there, because she seemed to see a familiar figure on the other side of the car window. The lights in the parking lot were a little dim, and she couldn't see clearly. She squinted to find out.
The car was already moving unsteadily.
Tong Ling's urgent voice came from the phone, "Sister Qiao, what's wrong with you??"
Only then did Cen Zhiqiao come back to her senses. The car had disappeared from sight. She stared for a while, but the outline was still in her mind, and she was a little confused.
Is she dazzled? That person is obviously no longer here.
*
Ten minutes later, the Dong Group Design Department.
"Hey, Sister Qiao, what happened to you on the phone just now?" As soon as we sat down, a cup of steaming coffee was delivered to us. Assistant Tong Ling crossed her arms and leaned on Cen Zhiqiao's desk, asking with a smile.
This girl was Dong who just joined half a year ago as a design assistant, but her skills with her words are much better than her skills with her hands.
But Cen Zhiqiao didn't criticize her harshly, and even pampered her, because she could always see the shadow of Mei Zi in her youth in that girl.
He loves to laugh and make fun, but he is not annoying.
"Thank you. I've had it. This cup is for you." Cen Zhiqiao pursed his lips, pushed the coffee back to Tong Ling's hand, and deliberately ignored her question.
But Tong Ling was so easy to deal with. While taking a sip of coffee, she approached Cen Zhiqiao and said, "Hey, Sister Qiao, just tell me, what did you find just now?"
"I said it's okay, so I quickly drank coffee and went to work. Where is the design drawing I want?" Cen Zhiqiao knocked her hand off the table and rolled her eyes. He knew that the girl was addicted to gossip, so she
Pressure her with work.
Sure enough, the little face suddenly fell down: "You evil capitalists, I sacrificed my beauty sleep to come to work an hour early. Not only did no one of you praise me, but the first thing you said when we met was always to urge me to work,
Damn, dy gaga!”
He raised his head to the sky and roared. Before he could swallow the coffee in his mouth, he saw the door of the director's office being pushed open, and then a deep man's voice came: "Manager Cen, come to me with the design drawings for the new quarter.
Come to the office."
The voice was a little cold, which frightened Tong Ling's little heart. She hurriedly swallowed the coffee, then cautiously glanced at the director's office, and then mouthed to Cen Zhiqiao: "Not in a good mood?"
Cen Zhiqiao shook his head, "It sounds the same as usual."
Tong Ling curled her lips and said firmly: "You must be in a bad mood?"
Cen Zhiqiao paused while sorting out the sketches, raised his eyes and glanced at Tong Ling, a little puzzled: "Why?"
"Because Mr. He is here by air!" Tong Ling was a little excited. As she spoke, she held down Cen Zhiqiao's hand, her eyes shining: "Our director is the son of the boss, but the boss gave him the position of general manager.
Although my future son-in-law is not a foreigner, our director will definitely not feel comfortable in his heart, tsk tsk..."
Cen Zhiqiao had sorted out the information. When he heard what she said, he felt like he was acting in a business war movie. He couldn't help but smile: "Future son-in-law? Is that Mr. He you are talking about?"
"Yes!" Tong Ling shook her head wildly: "According to relevant sources, Mr. He and the eldest daughter of the Dong family returned to China just to get engaged. And judging from the current trend, maybe the entire Dong family will be in the future.
Maybe his too."
I really don't know where she got so much gossip.
Cen Zhiqiao smiled noncommittally, took the materials, stood up and left the office.
When passing the door, Tong Ling did not forget to give her a cheering gesture, couldn't help but smile, and then raised her hand to knock on the door.
"Director, this is the design drawing of the new season's spring clothing. Please take a look."
Dong Xi took it over and glanced at it but did not take a closer look. Instead, he pointed to the seat opposite and motioned for Cen Zhiqiao to sit down.
"Has everything at home been taken care of?" His tone was not as sharp as before.
Cen Zhiqiao nodded: "It has been done a long time ago, but I was too tired before the year, so I took the opportunity to rest for two more days this time."
"I know you're working hard, so I haven't bothered you with work these past two days, but now that you're back, you have to seize the time to get into work."
Cen Zhiqiao smiled and said, "The leader is the leader. His mind is full of work and he wants to squeeze the employees dry. Poor me, I thought I could be lazy for a few days when I came back, but it seems that I can't do that now."
Dong Xi understood the joking tone, and his smile gradually overflowed: "Let's wait for this period of time, wait until I see the spring clothing design drawings, and then follow it up. If there are no problems, I will give the design department a fake
.”
"The boss? Is this the new leader?" Cen Zhiqiao asked.
I have been working at Dong's for almost three years. Although Dong Xi is from the young master's family, he usually doesn't have any airs, so Cen Zhiqiao only treats him as his immediate superior and does not have too many restrictions.
Having said this, she asked casually.
Dong Xi was stunned for a moment, but nodded: "You have also heard that he is my sister's fiancé. He should come to the company today and introduce him to you then."
It didn't mean she was angry or annoyed as Tong Ling said. Cen Zhiqiao checked again before getting up: "Then I'll go out to work first."
"How's it going? Did I complain to you? Did you tell me about Mr. He who came by air? What kind of person is he?"
As soon as she left the house, Tong Ling started gossiping, but Cen Zhiqiao glared at her and said, "Go back to work quickly, or your bonus will be deducted."