On the day she met Su Ye, the vice president of Wei Xi Nuo Cosmetics Company, Wen Sheng finished her day's meetings and made an appointment with the other party to have dinner at Yeyu Mountain House.
It was not a formal meeting, but Su Ye happened to be in Jiangzhou on a business trip. After learning that Changjing Capital had investment intentions, he made an appointment to meet.
Wen Sheng thought that Su Ye was from Yuncheng and came from Yuncheng. It would be good to take her to try some local Jiangzhou cuisine. Yeyushanfang is an authentic Jiangzhou cuisine, famous for its spring water beef. It was once regarded as a poor literary talent.
Ms. Zhu wrote a 500-word essay to praise her in her circle of friends. Yeyu Shanfang has been rated as a black pearl restaurant for five consecutive years, and Jiangzhou locals also love to go there.
Because it was so popular, Wen Sheng didn't book a private room, only a window seat in the lobby.
When she arrived, Su Ye was already at her seat.
The two of them chatted about Yuncheng's food. A few years ago, Wen Sheng went to Yuncheng. At that time, she and Han Zhou were researching Senlu Coffee's new product. They drank arabica coffee until they vomited.
Now, it feels like a world away.
Su Ye lamented that Wen Sheng didn't look like an investor at all, but rather like a fairy who walked out of a painting and drank dew. But after listening to Wen Sheng's suggestions for the BP (Business Plan) submitted by Wei Xinuo,
Su Ye stood in awe, offered tea instead of wine, and toasted to Wen Sheng.
After eating and drinking, Wen Sheng sent Su Ye to the door to take a taxi, and gave the Dingsheng cake prepared in advance to Su Ye, wishing them a successful cooperation.
The moment he raised his head, Wen Sheng saw that familiar face under the sycamore tree across the street.
Wen Sheng never expected that meeting again would come so quickly.
The woman was crying profusely, wearing Fu Yanlin's suit jacket, holding his arm, her back was shaking, she was extremely aggrieved.
Fu Yanlin frowned, patted the woman's back gently, and said something as if to comfort her.
Su Ye got in the car and pressed the window, "Miss Wen, thank you for your hospitality. My team and I are waiting for your arrival in Yuncheng. Then I will treat you to the most authentic mushrooms and cured pork ribs in Yuncheng."
Hot pot, eat the freshest, most delicious and crispy flower cake——"
Wen Sheng withdrew his eyes and smiled at Su Ye. It took him a while to react, "Okay."
When Su Ye's car drove away, she looked across the street again, and the two of them still maintained the same posture as before.
Just one street away, Wen Sheng seemed to see clearly the gap in this life.
Wen Sheng turned around and left on foot.
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Fu Yanlin's tears of disdain for Gu Siyi were like a faucet. Once turned on, it could not be turned off.
He really couldn't understand that Gu Siyi, a famous miser like Grandet, who had never been able to get even a dime out of her since she was a child, could actually defraud half a million yuan out of her.
——I don’t know if she was a living donkey in her previous life or if she had brain damage.
But my love since childhood, I really couldn't bear to push her away when she was so heartbroken and couldn't find anyone to cry to, so I could only stand like a tree and patted her shoulder symbolically, "Gu Siyi, you
That's almost it - people passing by later will think I did something to you, my reputation is bad enough, please stop adding fuel and jealousy to me."
Gu Siyi burst into tears and couldn't help but accuse, "I am your sister anyway, so you can't persuade me that suffering is a blessing, and stupid people have stupid blessings."
"Well, stupid people have stupid blessings," Fu Yanlin paused and said, "Idiots don't."
Hearing this, Gu Siyi cried even harder.
It's not about the five hundred thousand, but the liar's voice is so much like that person——
But she couldn't tell anyone.
She would rather others call her a fool.
Fu Yanlin turned around irritably, and suddenly found a familiar figure on the other side of the street - the person he loved to the core, even if she turned into ashes, Fu Yanlin knew him, let alone a figure from behind.
His first reaction was to push Gu Siyi away to straighten himself.
Seeing Wen Sheng walking further and further away, Fu Yanlin subconsciously wanted to catch up, but at this moment Gu Siyi grabbed his arm and looked at him with tears on his face, "Do you still have any humanity left -"
Fu Yanlin felt mixed emotions in his heart. He didn't want to explain anything, so he lit a cigarette and asked Gu Siyi, "Are you done crying?"
Before Gu Siyi could finish speaking, Fu Yanlin said coldly, "Go home as soon as you finish crying. I have something else to do."
After saying that, Fu Yanlin turned around and left.
Gu Siyi had tears hanging on his cheeks and looked confused.
Sure enough, no man can be trusted, even his own brother.
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In Jiangzhou in early autumn, the sycamore trees are in full bloom. In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun is so beautiful, and at night, the street lights are so warm and yellow that it makes people love it.
Wen Sheng was walking under the sycamore tree, facing the gentle and pleasant night breeze, and suddenly gave up completely.
The walk from Yeyu Shanfang back to the community took nearly forty minutes - these forty minutes were enough for Wen Sheng to think clearly about many things.
After arriving downstairs in the community, she took out her mobile phone and called Zhu Qingjia.
Zhu Qingjia quickly picked up and called out sweetly, "Sheng Bao'er."
Wen Sheng stepped up the stairs and said, "Jiajia, I want to start over."
The man at the stairs of the unit building simply didn't have the courage to follow him.
He leaned against the mottled and peeling wall, letting the cigarette in his hand burn out, while Wen Sheng's voice faded into the boundless night.
At this time, the phone vibrated.
Fu Yanlin lost his cigarette butt and walked out of the unit building for a while before picking it up.
Song Yuen's cheerful voice sounded, "Fu Laogou, Louis sent me an invitation letter and said it was also given to you?"
"Um."
"I think you shouldn't go. I heard from people in the circle that Zhu Qingjia will also go. Last time she didn't beat you to a cripple at the door of the bar because you were just lucky. Don't do it at the banquet then.
Being laughed at."
Fu Yanlin just said a faint hum and then hung up the phone.
Louis sent him an invitation letter, but he was indeed not interested, so he threw it in the drawer of his office.
Zhu Qingjia is going, will she... also go?
Fu Yanlin raised his head and glanced at the floor where Wen Sheng's family was located. His eyes were deep and dark.