Misunderstanding the unspoken rules of the president

Qingyou is very grateful to Boss Gu, and she is willing to help if she has never met her in her life, but Boss Gu just smiled and said, because the year she inquired about was the year when her father founded Xiaocao Photo Studio, which had a special meaning to him. I also want to see if my old father can remember something.At that time, my father kept a lot of photos at home, which might be helpful.

It was only when she came to Boss Gu's house that Qingyou knew what a family of photographers is. Photography and painting have similarities. She knew that Boss Gu and his father are both very good photographers.

Mr. Gu, who was over seventy years old, was taking a nap in the rocking chair, and the nanny signaled not to disturb him.Boss Gu invited Qingyou to the small room where his father kept the photos. This place is simply the epitome of an era, Qingyou was dumbfounded.

"Miss Xia, the photos you mentioned 36 years ago should be in..." Boss Gu slid his fingers over the albums covered with thin dust, "This one!" He has always been very sensitive to photos, so he took out one and said confidently , "It should be here, you can look for it to see if there is any deposit."

Qingyou took over the thick photo album, "Thank you, but...it's useless even if you have a deposit. I've seen the photos, and I want to know the specific things..."

"Actually... I was sixteen or seventeen years old at that time, and I spent all day studying cameras by my father's side. I think my memory should be much deeper than my father's."

Qingyou nodded excitedly, and turned her attention back to the photo album, "The photo I'm looking for was taken in October 1974..."

"The photo studio opened in October!" Boss Gu was also excited, and he quickly flipped to the October album.

Qingyou's eyes lit up, and he pointed to the first picture on the top of the current page, "This is it!"

Boss Gu took out the photos from the album, rubbed his chin to think carefully, Qingyou watched him pacing up and down the room expectantly, not daring to make a sound to interrupt him. "Well... I really don't have any impression!" In the end, Boss Gu finally gave up, and the long stream of time mercilessly erased the memory of 36 years ago.

Qingyou lowered her head in disappointment, but inadvertently saw that there seemed to be words on the back of the photo that Boss Gu was holding, she immediately took it over to have a look, and there was a row of densely packed small words neatly written in the lower right corner of the photo—May lovers get married eventually, Taken on October 1974, 10.This typesetting confirmed her original guess that her mother Xiarou and Zhang Zhekai were indeed lovers.

"Miss Xia, are you alright?" Boss Gu asked worriedly when he saw that Qingyou was in a daze, his face turned pale immediately.

Qingyou waved her hand lightly, "I'm fine..." She raised her head, "Boss Gu, thank you, I think I already know... I have other things to go first, can you try to continue to recall what happened back then, It's best to ask Mr. Gu, because this matter is really important to me!"

"it is good!"

Qingyou took out her business card and handed it to him, "This is my business card, if you have any news, please call me immediately."

"Um…"

Leaving Boss Gu's house, Qingyou wandered around again as if she had lost her soul.Does Zhang Zhekai know that she is Xiarou's daughter?Does he know that Xia Rou was kidnapped and raped by Jiang Hua?What would he do to himself if he found out?

While she was thinking hard, a car honked its horn, and the ear-piercing sound pierced her eardrums. She woke up suddenly. It turned out that she had run a red light unknowingly, and she hurried back to the side of the road.

"You're looking for death!" The driver of the car yelled at Qing You, but Qing You just stood there blankly, she felt that this scene was very familiar, and she had taken that step foolishly before.But now, she doesn't dare anymore, it's not that she is timid, it's just that a person is not afraid of death, so is she afraid of living? !

Zhang Zhekai, who was in the hospital, was anxiously waiting for Qingyou to bring the medical record card. He called several times in a row but couldn't get through. Just when he wanted to leave the hospital and go home, Qingyou came in a hurry.

"Why is it so late?! Don't you know I'm waiting?" Zhang Zhekai rarely had a scolding tone.

Qingyou wiped his sweat, and softened his tone, "Isn't it the art exhibition in Pudong? It said that a child accidentally scribbled a few times on a painting, and it couldn't be repaired. He asked me to send another copy over there quickly."

Zhang Zhekai was dubious, "If there is such a thing, the staff of the art exhibition will be so careless?"

Qingyou stepped forward to help the bloated man sitting on the hospital bed, "Yeah, that's why I came so late, otherwise I will definitely put your affairs first." She knew that Zhang Zhekai was a suspicious person, and she only had Only by being cautious in words and deeds can we not miss clues.

"Your phone..."

"Oh, maybe it's out of battery and turned off the phone." Qingyou reached into the bag with one hand, and pressed the power button in front of Zhang Zhekai. After the phone turned on for a while, it showed that the battery was low and then turned off automatically.Only then did Zhang Zhekai believe it, and followed Qingyou out of the ward with peace of mind.

It was already evening when I got home, Qingyou started cooking as usual.Although Zhang Zhekai is the boss of a medium-sized company, his life is very simple. Before Qingyou, he did all the housework by himself, but Qingyou is used to being independent and doesn't care about being served by others. Doing it by himself is more fulfilling.

Zhang Zhekai walked into the study room, took out a bunch of keys from the pen holder, carefully opened the small lock on the third drawer on the right side of the bookcase, took out the box inside and put it on the desk.He sat down slowly, and touched the box as if touching a treasure in the world. The things inside were his lifetime treasures.This is the same as Lin Meihong's collection of marriage certificates. People of that age will always put their most precious things somewhere, which means to keep happiness.

Tremblingly, he unlocked the small lock on the box. The photo in the box was still lying there quietly, and the beloved girl in the photo was still smiling brightly.Wait... No!Zhang Zhekai narrowed his eyes, he obviously put one of the photos on the box, why are all of them in the box now?Someone moved... Could it be Xia Qingyou? !

Suddenly there was movement outside the door, "Who?!" Zhang Zhekai looked keenly at the door.

Qingyou, who was wearing an apron, opened the door and came in, "It's time to eat..."

"Got it..." Zhang Zhekai closed the box calmly, "Go out, I'll be back soon!"

"Okay!" Qingyou backed out and closed the door. She saw Zhang Zhekai walk into the study just now, peeking carefully through the crack of the door, and saw that he really took out the box to nostalgia, but she accidentally touched the door.

Zhang Zhekai retracted the box back into the drawer. The thick and rough fat layer on his face showed no expression. He walked out of the study and saw a virtuous woman shuttling back and forth between the kitchen and the dining table. .

Qingyou gave him a bowl of rice, "You have a bad stomach, so the cooking is relatively watery today. I wanted to cook porridge, but I was afraid that you would not be full, and you would get sick again if you were hungry in the middle of the night... Eat quickly, take medicine after eating , and rest early!"

He pulled out the chair beside the dining table and sat down without making a sound, picked up the meal and started to eat.Qingyou peeked at the man opposite from the corner of her eye, feeling uneasy and lingering in her heart.