Volume 8, The Gate of the Past, Section 455, Keeping the Festival
Near noon, the scorching weather became cooler, and dark clouds shrouded the sky above Jianghai City, making it look like it was about to rain.
"Lingjing is right. Sister Yahan has been waiting for you for so many years. Not many people know the pain she is feeling with a child. You should go see her first, meet Taotao... while you are away.
I just wanted to see you again, and when I saw you, I felt so much trouble. I don’t know how to solve it in the future, what will everyone do in the future... Don’t run away with Sister Yahan just because of a headache..."
After coming out of Dongfang's villa, he separated from Shasha at the corner of the street and walked along the road. When he arrived at a place where no one was around, he took something out of his pocket and threw it down the iron fence of the sewer next to him.
The small bottle of sand was rolling in the air. The moment it was about to hit the ground, Jiaming pressed his hand and it suddenly floated in the air. He stood there and thought for a while, then swiped the bottle and the bottle of empty dust flew back to his hand again.
inside, stuffed into his trouser pocket.
After yesterday's matter was resolved, Natalie and others came to visit Yanhuang Awakening. This may also symbolize that the relationship between the two parties, which had started to cool down after Yu Shoucang's death four years ago, has begun to heat up again. For Jiaming, today
Naturally, I killed two birds with one stone and met everyone I needed to meet, and talked about the past four years. Ignoring the few old classmates who came to send invitations, in fact, the chat with other people was not too long. When I met Xiao Meng,
Thank you, ask about your future plans, and make an appointment to go to your home for dinner at some time in the future. Say hello to Dongfang Lu, Fang Zhitian and others, say peace, and Nathalie also feels a sense of strength for Jiaming.
Of course, it was impossible to just discuss things with him here and chat with him like ordinary friends. What really made Jiaming spend some time was Dongfang Ruo's illness.
It's very helpless to say that some things happened by mistake. Yanhuang Awakening has been trying his best to find the whereabouts of Kongjian Chen in the past few years. It originated from the information about Kongjianchen that Jiaming once gave. In fact, Kongjianchen has special powers.
Research is certainly helpful. However, Jia Ming doesn’t know much, and he is even more perfunctory about whether Dongfang Ruo can be cured. When things have developed to this point, it is naturally impossible for him to come out and confess to others. Dongfang Ruo has been there since he woke up last night.
After one time, she fell into a deep sleep again, and Yanhuang was still in a state of complete confusion after receiving the dust of Kong Jian. Jia Ming spent more than an hour to give her appropriate treatment.
There is no way to treat people with the dust of Kong Jian, but Dongfang Ruo's current state is very similar to the state he has experienced before. The huge mental power also puts a huge load on the body. His illness is severe and urgent, and all at once
It is fatal, but after she survives it, the world will be brighter. Dongfang Ruo is equivalent to a chronic disease, and the years of torture have pushed her body to the brink of collapse. For Jiaming, who now has huge powers, it is impossible to be a doctor.
Competent, he really knew a lot about this disease, so he was just pretending. After tricking Kong Jianzhichen, he also consumed seven or eighty-eight percent of the supernatural power in the girl's body, causing her body to stabilize and wake up.
After that, it is estimated that part of the vision will be restored, and at least for a certain period of time, the wheelchair will no longer be needed.
The entire treatment process will not be that simple. It will probably take several years or even more than ten years. After all, it took Jiaming four years to solve his own problems. The problems with the girl are due to mistakes made by people in their independent exploration.
, it has lasted for such a long time, and of course it will not be solved in a day or two. According to Jiaming's estimation, it will take about one month per year for stabilization and observation. After the cure, the ability to clearly see the future will also be affected.
There are restrictions, and I can only have a vague premonition. But at least the girl can survive, and after she recovers, she should be able to experience life like ordinary people, get married and have children.
This is not a manipulation or restriction made by Jia Mingming or secretly. After all, similar to him, similar to Natalie, and similar to Victoria, he can also have a vague sense of things he is interested in. This is why he is sure that Victoria and others have left.
The reasons for Jiang Hai. But if you want to clearly deduce the future, it really belongs to the realm of God. After explaining this matter to Fang Zhitian and others, although he was a little regretful, he was finally glad that his niece's life could be saved, and even more
What's more, being able to have a vague judgment about the future can already be of considerable help to decision-makers like him, and it can be satisfying.
Jiaming has not yet figured out how to deal with the dust of emptiness. In order to produce results for this kind of thing, various human experiments are indispensable. Naturally, he has no compassion, but the most direct result of a technological advancement will be
It was the turmoil of various forces, and I was afraid that he would be involved again. It didn't matter if he threw it away, but considering that those vampires were still active outside, he kept this thing as insurance and killed him himself.
For one of them, conflicts in the future are inevitable. Even if they don't want to cause trouble at all, this problem will have to be resolved sooner or later.
Thinking about this, and then thinking about Yahan, Lingjing, and Shasha, when he got on the bus and went to the address of Yahan's company, the heavy rain also fell quickly.
When a sudden heavy rain in summer, mixed with roaring thunder and lightning, came to the city, Yahan was sitting in a room on the 23rd floor of the building, drinking a cup of green tea, relaxing her tense spirit all morning.
Today is a busy day. The reason is that two senior executives of the company were injured and hospitalized due to some accidents that happened in the city last night. It happens that a cooperation project they are responsible for is officially negotiated and signed today. When things come to a close, they can only make up for it in a hurry.
Under this temporary situation of changing generals, the two sides talked pretty well in the morning. Now it depends on the progress in the afternoon. But I think I can already finalize everything.
She had originally thought that she would never let things at work affect her and Taotao's life. But this time things happened too suddenly. The cooperation project was also of great significance to the company. It was not easy to find time to follow up.
Taotao postponed her plan to go shopping today because of this. This was one of the few times she broke her promise in front of Taotao. Fortunately, although Taotao is young, she is very sensible. She just asked to follow her mother to the company. Mother is here
During the negotiations below, she watched cartoons with her assistant in the office above. At noon, the mother and daughter had dinner in the company cafeteria. Taotao took a nap in the lounge next to the office. After Yahan coaxed her daughter to fall asleep.
I just came out and used the little free time to clear my mind.
She has had nephrotic syndrome since she was a child. In fact, it has not been eliminated in the past few years. It is just that in the more than three years since Jia Ming passed away, with Taotao by her side, she has been more attentive to maintaining her body than before. She often does some gentle things.
I exercise regularly and my condition has not recurred. The only thing I can feel is that I am slightly more fatigued than the average person on weekdays. Of course, as long as I don’t stay up late like a workaholic, it’s not a big problem.
It was past one o'clock. The office was quiet. She sat by the window. She looked at the dark sky outside and the stormy streets. She occasionally took a sip of tea. The central air conditioner worked well and kept her cool in the summer.
The ground has a constant temperature, but it also isolates nature. It makes people unable to feel the real atmosphere of thunderstorms raging under the scorching heat. She sat for a while, got up and wanted to go to the top floor to take a look. But after catching a glimpse of the clock on the desk, she did so.
That’s it.
At half past one, it's time to review the things we will talk about in the afternoon.
"Jia Ming. I've been a little tired recently..." Things are not easy at the moment. Mainly because his father still has the idea of training himself as his successor. In fact, his father is definitely more tired than himself. He
I have tried my best to take care of my condition, my sick body, and my Taotao. If I were a healthy man, I would have been trained like a cow by now. I also have some contradictions here. It’s not necessary.
It is not possible to be a strong woman. But her father accepted Taotao, and she had to fulfill his wish. It was a tacit understanding shared by father and daughter. After complaining briefly about the image that existed in her imagination, she turned on the computer and put on low-density clothes.
Wearing tortoiseshell glasses, he began to review the information. After a moment, he pressed the phone on his desk.
"Alan, bring me the information you mentioned this morning, as well as last year's annual report for the East China region. I want to see it now."
"OK."
After releasing the intercom button and hearing the assistant's answer, she immersed herself in the world of thinking again. She picked up a ball pen and wrote on the scratch paper for a while, then subconsciously put the pen on her left ear.
The movement gave her figure an indescribable sense of intellectual beauty. The man who walked in after knocking on the door also happened to see this scene. He stood by the door for a while. Just then he came over, and Yahan stretched out his hand to receive the information. For a moment,
Just then he raised his head in surprise and reached out to smooth his hair that was a little messy when he was alone: "Oh, Jiajun, are you here?"
"Alan said you wanted information. I knew you had probably had enough rest, so I helped bring it in and talk about what happened in the afternoon."
The man at the desk smiled and put down the information. He is one of the company's deputy managers, named Fu Jiajun. He is a very capable man. This time, things happened unexpectedly and were more difficult. He was the one who partnered with Yahan in the morning.
, to continue the matter, seeing him come in, Yahan nodded: "Sit down."
"Taotao nap?"
"Hmm. Let's talk about things... Actually, Director Wu and the others have done a good job in this cooperation case. Most of them were negotiated in the morning, but I think the key point is still what time to discuss in the afternoon. The profit distribution between the two parties has been discussed before.
From the morning, it seems that they will not be satisfied with the 35%. I compared the sales situation in East China in the past few years and the shares of various companies in the same field. This aspect is likely to become a breakthrough..."
Not willing to talk about unnecessary things, Yahan took a pen and drew a comparison curve on the draft paper, and began to discuss the highlights of the afternoon with the other party. Fu Jiajun nodded and took out a few pieces of paper from his pocket. What he had done was exactly what he had done.
This is what Yahan is saying: "In fact, our ideas really coincide with each other..."
This is not the first time that the two have partnered in the past few years. They already have a certain tacit understanding. Fu Jiajun's ability is enough to enable him to achieve outstanding results anywhere. It is a great thing to have such a powerful partner at work.
It's a very good thing, and in this matter, Fu Jiajun used the homework he did last night to obviously go deeper than her. He explained on the draft paper while drawing more detailed and convincing curves, and then came over to do it on the computer.
Adjusting, his expression seemed to be meticulous, but after a moment, Yahan still frowned slightly and moved his body to the side, because seemingly unintentionally, Fu Jiajun was already standing beside her, supporting her with one hand.
She was sitting at the desk, with one hand on the back of her work chair, which seemed to be a very intimate attitude.
If anything, Fu Jiajun's actions actually had a rather cautious and probing meaning.
"Haha...you have always been so sensitive..."
Sensing Yahan's evasive action, Fu Jiajun laughed. Yahan shook his head lightly: "I'm sorry, if my misunderstanding caused you trouble. I apologize."
"It's not a misunderstanding." Fu Jiajun took a step back and smiled sincerely, "You know, it's not a misunderstanding. I did fail...a little setback..."
Although she has given birth to a three-year-old daughter, Yahan has never lacked suitors based on her conditions. With a family background of hundreds of millions, a beautiful face, a figure maintained through long-term exercise, an intellectual and elegant temperament, and the maturity of a mother,
The fragility caused by the disease is combined with the inner strength, coupled with the strong woman-like courage shown in the mall in recent years, any one of them can form a huge attraction, combined together
Later, it became even more of a fatal temptation.
There are many people who have thoughts about her, and many who dare to pursue her. Among them are the most favored people in the eyes of outsiders. Xu Mo, who has always maintained his infatuation, is naturally one of them, and so is Fu Jiajun. Compared to the gentle and elegant Xu Mo,
Fu Jiajun, who has climbed to high positions step by step with his own ability, actually has more potential strength. Within the company, although he has no longer expressed any opinions in front of Yahan, Zhang Jingan seems to be interested in creating opportunities for this pair. Fu Jiajun is his right-hand man
, from a low background, Yahan is his only daughter. In his opinion, maybe the combination of this pair can make everything better. He has the hope of having a grandson. Taotao has a father, and Yahan can
Out of the shadow of the past, the company also has a future.
This tacit attitude has been manifested in some extremely subtle and seemingly logical places in the past two years. For example, just now Fu Jiajun came in with documents, but his assistant Alan did not give any reminder - Yahan is not easy-going in this regard.
Taotao. Jiaming is not around anymore, so she attaches great importance to private space. If Zhang Jing'an hadn't spoken to her, Alan, who has been with her for several years, would never have had such a thing. For example, this time he would arrange for her and Fu Jiajun
Although they seemed to be the logical result of coordination among various departments, most of them were also arranged by Zhang Jing'an.
Being able to react immediately after last night's accident and then arrange a chance for the two of them. My father's ability is really worthy of admiration.
Yahan probably understands these things, but has never been able to react too violently. On the one hand, these things do come from the needs of work, and on the other hand, since he showed his intentions two years ago, he has been
After Yahan clearly refused, although Fu Jiajun did not give up, he still maintained a very measured temptation. Yahan had a high position and rarely arranged things that the two parties needed to contact on weekdays. If there was something that had to be done like today
, everything is business--after all, he is a capable person. As long as he doesn't go too far, no matter how closed-minded Yahan's character is, it is impossible for everyone who has a good impression of him to get out, let alone at this stage.
It is Fu Jiajun's father's right to make arrangements. If he insists on doing something, he is really acting immaturely. If he cannot handle this kind of thing, how will he be able to master the work and deal with all kinds of people in the future.
Of course, no matter how restrained he is, every once in a while, Fu Jiajun will use the opportunity to get along with him to make such a test or expression as a reminder. His behavior is very gentlemanly. Even if ordinary women do not accept it, they may only be happy in their hearts. Ya
Han closed his eyes, frowned, and opened his eyes after taking a breath, his eyes a little impatient: "I think I have made it very clear, Manager Fu, if you do this again, I can only ask you out."
Fu Jiajun nodded and retreated to the other side of the desk: "I mean no offense, does Taotao's father really impress you so much? Even after so long, can he make you so sensitive to other men? Naturally
The ground produces repulsion...I believe you were very engaged in reading the information just now."
"This is my private matter and I don't want to discuss it with irrelevant people."
Fu Jiajun sat down and looked at her. After a while: "Even if he has been dead for several years?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean...that Gu Jiaming in the cemetery? Your former student? He is Taotao's father?"
Behind the desk, Yahan suddenly raised her head, her eyes became stern, Fu Jiajun waved his hands: "Oh oh oh oh... don't get me wrong, I'm not following you, don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand..." He paused,
"It's useless to follow you. I know that the chairman has also sent people to follow you... In the past two years, you have had a pattern. You often disappear for an afternoon or a few hours every few days. You can't hide it from others in the company. A lot.
Sometimes... Taotao does something interesting, or there is something delicious. On meaningful days, you will always disappear for a few hours, and tracking is useless. I guess you must have hired someone very powerful.
By my side. The chairman also knows about this, but...you know, although tracking is useless, we are all in the same city after all. Last month, a friend of mine saw you at the cemetery and said that you were on the tombstone.
I squatted in front of me all afternoon, and then I confirmed it and confirmed this..."
"That Gu Jiaming is your former student. Some people who know you well know her. You and he are closer than siblings, but among others, his reputation doesn't seem to be very good... although it's hard to believe it.
, but with your current state of mind, I don’t think it is possible to sit with an unrelated person often. He should be Taotao’s father. He was imprisoned in 2000. To be honest, does it match the time of your pregnancy?
Yes, but the prison side is a little vague. I think you may have done something... I just don't understand why he is so nice. Let's just think of it as a petty thing between men..."
These words can be described as aboveboard. Fu Jiajun smiled and added after a moment: "Don't worry, I won't tell the chairman, this matter... only I know."
Yahan looked at him steadily, and after a long time, she finally spoke: "You are taller and more handsome than him. If you like, I can also say that you work harder, are more capable, and are more responsible than him. These things
He has never cared about evaluations. A little bit of his good qualities is enough. He is my only man. He is Taotao’s father..."
"……I love him."
"But he is already dead."
"I will keep the rules for him." Yahan said this without frowning, "Please go out now."
Fu Jiajun stared at the woman in front of him for a long time. Finally, he nodded and stood up, walking towards the door. When he was almost at the door, he turned around and said, "You are really a good woman, I will spend more time with you."
... I will still go all out in the afternoon. I don’t want our personal matters to affect my work. See you later.”
The office door closed. Yahan frowned. She continued to process the information on the computer and summarized in her mind what she wanted to say this afternoon. After more than ten minutes, she looked at the time, walked to the lounge inside, and slept
The little girl on the bed just woke up. At the same moment, on the street under the building where the rain was pouring, a bus stopped on the side of the road. People who got on the bus, people who got off, umbrellas on the street
Together they formed a beautiful scenery. Jiaming ran out of the car and ran to the eaves of the roadside, patting the water stains on his head, and then looked up at the company building not far away.
The sky was dark, the rain was falling, and many shops along the road had their lights on. He walked along the eaves towards that direction, and lightning suddenly lit up, followed by the roar of thunder. Jia Ming stopped at the roadside,
I walked into a gift shop and came out a few minutes later with a stuffed white bear nearly as tall as a person in my arms.
After a while, one person and one bear walked into the Zhang's Heavy Industry Building during working hours. Since there was an announcement for job interviews posted on the bulletin board outside, the lobby on the first floor seemed quite crowded at this time. The ground was full of water stains.
Jiaming, who was looking at the white bear, glanced left and right in the hall, and then walked towards the lively reception desk...
Regarding the recent update, I remember a professional writer told me not long ago that if you write based on your feelings and always stay at home and write like online articles, sooner or later your writing will be useless. I already have this kind of experience.
I had some clues. I wanted to finish writing Hidden Kill in one go and take a good rest for a month or two, but I didn't expect it would happen so soon.
To put it simply, it is a matter of not having a feeling. I have an idea in my mind, the hidden killing is in the final stage, and all the clues have been basically thought out. But many times I know what I want to write, but I just don’t have a feeling and can’t finish it in one go. After writing it, I do it.
Damn it, these recent drafts of mine have been divided into two parts: "main draft" and "supplementary". "Supplementary" is a lot of incomplete paragraphs. Unlike the previous scrapped drafts, where thousands of words were scrapped together, this
It was a waste of paragraphs. I wrote it out at the time, but later I felt that it was unnecessary, or I felt dryly, or I felt that it should not have appeared so early, and I was reluctant to delete it directly, so I moved it out. This is the current state.
So... To put it roughly, I'm really at a low ebb right now. I've been struggling to write and it feels very painful. I basically sit in front of the computer every day and can't write anything. There's no point in doing anything. I feel like the task has not been completed. This
The cycle has trapped me to death. I can't write anything, I can't relax, I can't relax, and I can't do anything about it... It will probably last for a while, I hope it won't be too long. In any case, I really hope to write more in one go.