Di Cheng looked at the little girl in front of him steadily, his brows slowly furrowed: "Where is this?"
Fanfan tilted his little head: "My family."
"Who are you?"
"My name is Fanfan, lovely Fanfan, beautiful Fanfan."
Fanfan was innocent, cute, smart, and very lovable, but Di Cheng seemed unmoved at all. His eyes turned around in this room that exuded a classical atmosphere, his brows furrowed more tightly, and then he asked...
…"who I am?"
Fanfan suddenly flashed his big eyes and looked at Di Cheng curiously: "You are... uncle!"
"Where did I come from?" Di Cheng sat up, not moving much, but felt dizzy in his head, and his breathing became rapid.
"It was Fanfan who rescued you from the cemetery." Fanfan raised his little head proudly.
"Cemetery? Which cemetery?" Di Cheng rubbed his swollen and painful head, pulled out all the sockets and needles, lifted up the quilt and got off the bed.
"Back mountain, uncle, where are you going?" Fanfan got down from the bed and ran a few steps to follow.
Di Cheng felt dizzy and weak, as if he had been seriously ill. He felt like he was exhausted. The slightest movement would cause heavy breathing. He staggered a few steps and came to Shalang's window. He frowned and looked at it carefully, but
Apart from the tingling sensation in my head, I couldn't remember who the other person was, just like I couldn't remember who I was.
A very bad premonition grew in my mind, amnesia?
Di Cheng was groggy and weak, but his mind was still sharp. This phenomenon of being unable to remember anything, what else could it be if it wasn't amnesia?
Who am I? Where is this? What happened before? Why am I here? Why am I covered in needles?
Di Cheng staggered, holding on to the objects around him, and moved around with difficulty, trying to see where this place was and trying to recall some memories. In fact, he only thought it was temporary amnesia, perhaps due to a long coma.
It causes a sluggishness in consciousness. As long as you see familiar things, your memory may be restored in an instant.
"Uncle, don't be afraid, Fanfan will help you." Xiao Fanfan grabbed Di Cheng's trousers and supported him in a decent manner. He is only 82 centimeters tall. Compared with Di Cheng's height of 1.82 meters, it is really tall.
The difference is too far, not to mention that Fanfan herself is chubby, pink and tender, like a porcelain doll. She looks so cute and cute, and she doesn't look like she is taking care of someone.
Di Cheng was not in the mood to play with the children and pushed open the door. The rooms outside were all quiet and elegant, full of classical atmosphere, with willows, creeks, pavilions and pavilions. The scenery was beautiful and pleasant. It seemed like he had arrived in ancient society.
A certain luxurious courtyard. This is another big stimulus for Di Cheng's fragile spirit.
With a flutter, Di Cheng tripped over the door panel under his feet, fell heavily and rolled out. He subconsciously tried to hold on to his body. At this moment, his limbs reacted automatically, but the strong sense of weakness and exhaustion made all his movements difficult.
He became sluggish and finally fell to the ground.
"Where is this? Who am I?" Di Cheng struggled to push himself up, shook his head in pain, looked around blankly, and walked forward slowly.
Looking at the green willows all around, the classical courtyard, the winding stream, and the beautiful scenery, Di Cheng didn't feel the slightest bit happy. He frowned tightly and moved forward step by step.
Fanfan grabbed the hem of Di Cheng's trousers, jumping up and down happily and humming a tune, as if he didn't know how painful and confused Di Cheng was now.
The Wei Garden was already very large, not to mention that most of the family members had gathered in the front yard at this time. Di Cheng walked hard all the way and didn't even see a single person.
In the end, Di Cheng really didn't have the strength to walk any further. After all this struggle, his mood calmed down and his physical strength was exhausted, so he could only sit in the pavilion in the lake to catch his breath and rest.
Xiao Fanfan was lying on the stone table, her little head resting on her arms, her big bright eyes flickering at Di Cheng, she looked very cute.
Di Cheng took several deep breaths in succession to relieve the dizziness in his brain and the weakness in his body. He also looked at the little girl in front of him: "Kid, tell me, where is this?"
"Fan Fan's home."
"What I'm asking is, which province and city is this in?"
Fanfan tilted his little head, thought hard, and said honestly: "I don't understand."
"Am I originally living here, or am I from somewhere else?"
"Fanfan brought you back."
"Have you known me before? What is our relationship?"
Xiao Fanfan was a little confused: "What is a relationship?"
"Just... let's change the question, what is my name?"
"Do you have a name?"
Di Cheng looked at Fanfan and couldn't help but smile. This little girl is so cute. "Is your name Fanfan?"
"Well, lovely Fanfan, beautiful Fanfan." Fanfan chuckled, with two small dimples showing on her pink face.
"How old are you?"
Fanfan opened his little hand and stretched out five fingers: "Three and a half years old."
"Haha, it's so cute." Di Cheng stretched out his hand to pinch Fanfan's cheek.
But Fanfan quickly dodged and pouted, "Fanfan's face is so tender, you can't pinch it." Hesitating slightly, he moved forward again and reluctantly said, "Okay, you can pinch it, just once."
Di Cheng smiled, but did not pinch it. He looked at the beautiful scenery around him again. The boredom caused by losing his memory was diluted by Fanfan's cuteness. He slowly calmed down, closed his eyes, adjusted his emotions, and tried to let himself recall.
Something, even a little bit.
With his emotions calm and his thoughts stable, Di Cheng resisted dizziness and fatigue and allowed himself to immerse himself in memories.
He could feel that there were many fragments of scenes in his mind, but the strange thing was that no matter how hard Di Cheng tried, he just couldn't see the scenes clearly. It should feel clear, but in reality it was blurry and hazy, everything seemed like
It was broken, but also seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze, confused, hazy, blurred, and confused!
"Uncle, are you asleep?" Fanfan's childish voice brought Di Cheng back to reality from the depths of his memory.
"Fan Fan, can you do me a favor?"
"OK."
"Take me to meet your father and mother, okay?"
"Are there any prizes?"
"Haha, what do you want?"
Fanfan thought about it seriously: "Lollipop, Fanfan needs two hands."
"Okay, uncle promises you and will buy you lots and lots of lollipops."
"Hehe, uncle, you are a good person."
"Shall we leave now?"
"Yes." Fanfan nodded obediently, carefully moved down from the stone bench, and held Di Cheng's finger: "Uncle, be careful, Fanfan will lead you."
"Fan Fan is so well behaved, a good boy."
At this time, the negotiation in the reception room in the front yard was coming to an end. Since the main task today was just for the two parties to meet and express their respective intentions, it was not a formal negotiation, so the overall atmosphere was quite harmonious, and it did not last too long. Most of the time
They are all talking to each other, of course... this is by no means a commonplace chatter. As a shopping mall elite, the real purpose is to evaluate the person and character of the other party through conversation to see if it meets your cooperation requirements.
Mu Qiaoyun's temperament, wisdom, and agility were recognized by the Dongchen Shipping delegation, while Wei Yunhuan's loyalty and calmness made the other party feel at ease. At least the Wei family were not treacherous and sinister, and met the minimum requirements for cooperation.
Regarding Dongchen Shipping, Yang Yu's beauty amazed the Wei family, and the shrewdness and sophistication behind his smile made the other party secretly lurk, and even suspected that the information was wrong. Yang Yu's behavior was definitely not like that of a freshly graduated college student. Mu Qiao
Yun slowly put away his contempt, re-examined the other party, and reconsidered the position of the Wei family in this cooperation.
When they met for the first time, the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves. Wei Yunhuan warmly invited Yang Yu and others to visit the garden, hoping to use the beautiful environment to win Yang Yu's favor and then increase her favorability towards the company.
Yang Yu is also very satisfied with the performance of the Wei family. This is the first time she has negotiated with another company since she joined the company. Naturally, she needs to be cautious, so she accepted the other party's invitation without too much pretense. She also hopes to take this opportunity to get to know each other in depth.
Wei family, get to know the people in their family.
Things that seem insignificant can have a profound impact on future cooperation.
The status and attitude of a family are often related to the development and achievements of the company. This is what Yang Yu has always firmly believed!
Under the personal leadership of Mu Qiaoyun and Wei Yunhuan, Yang Yu and others walked along the corridor under the willow trees by the lake, admiring this classical garden that had hardly been modified in the later period. They occasionally talked and laughed, and observed secretly. No one forgot their original intention.
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All the way forward, turning left and right, we came to the central area of the garden amidst the joyful laughter. It just happened that at this moment...
Fanfan led Di Cheng around the corner in front and met Yang Yu and others unexpectedly!
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