Yin is love: the reversal of women chasing men

Chapter 27
The purple Oxford box finally appeared on the conveyor belt, Cheng Yin squeezed over and carefully lifted it off, turned around and hurried towards the airport exit.

This trip made her physically and mentally exhausted, and it was the first time she met such a difficult client, but fortunately everything was over, but she didn't have time to experience the feeling of victory, and the tiredness all over her body made her feel that even if she was walking, she would always possibility of falling asleep.

It was nearly dusk, but she had to go back to the company first, and take care of an expensive instrument handed over by a client before going home. Thinking that there was delicious food and a comfortable soft bed waiting for her at home, Cheng Yin couldn't help but walk faster and faster.

Not far in front of her, a man in a black T-shirt walked in the same hurry as her. His tall and handsome figure was always blocking her in front of her like a wall, which made her feel a little oppressed, and her pace quickened.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she adjusted her speed, a black ticket clip suddenly appeared on the ground in front of her like a magic trick. Judging from the distance of the pedestrians around, this ticket clip should have fallen from the man who "blocked the way" Yes, he walked forward without realizing it, and soon distanced himself from Cheng Yin.

Cheng Yin leaned over to pick up the wallet, opened it and saw that there were two rows of colorful cards inside. This person is a complete card fanatic.

She excitedly chased after him, "Sir, you dropped something!"

After calling several times, the man turned his head cautiously, "Did you call me?"

Cheng Yin quickly handed him the wallet, "Is this yours?"

Only then did his vigilant expression change, and relief flashed in his eyes, "Oh, yes, thank you!"

"You're welcome!" Cheng Yin smiled and waved to him, taking the opportunity to overtake him.

It was only when I walked out of the airport that I realized that it was raining today. Although it was not heavy, it was very troublesome. As long as it rains in this city, there will definitely not be enough taxis.

Cheng Yin waited on the side of the road for a while, and the cars passing by occasionally were carrying guests.The clothes got wet quickly, and she couldn't continue to wait needlessly. Fortunately, there was a station opposite, so she could take a bus to the city first, and then take a taxi to the company.

But there were quite a lot of people at the station, and the bus didn't show up for a long time. She was carrying her bag in her left hand and the box in her right hand, and began to feel anxious. How long would it take to get home?
A black car suddenly stopped in front of Cheng Yin, the body covered with raindrops shone brightly under the street lights.The window glass of the rear seat fell down quickly, revealing a somewhat familiar face. After she was slightly startled, she immediately remembered that it was the card control she had just met.

"Are you going back to the city?" His face was serious but friendly.

"That's right!" Cheng Yin stomped the water on her feet, thinking that he had stopped to say hello because of her reluctance to pick up money just now.

"Then get in the car, I'll go back to the city too."

"Ah?" Cheng Yin was taken aback for a moment, then elated, "That's great!"

He got into the car without being too polite to him. His car came in time, and good deeds are really rewarded.

"Thank you! It's a headache to wait for the taxi in this terrible weather, and the bus is always not on time."

"I should thank you!" His tone was so solemn that Cheng Yin was embarrassed.

"Ah, that's nothing! There's no cash in it, so it's useless for me to take it!" Cheng Yin would be nonsensical whenever she felt embarrassed.

He laughed when he heard the words, and the lines on his face suddenly softened a lot. He should not be too old. He looks like he is nodding at the age of 30. He looks quite upright, but when he is not smiling, his whole body reveals a cold arrogance. Make people have no desire to be close.

"I believe that even if there was cash in it, you wouldn't take it."

"If you put it that way, I will definitely not dare to take it when I pick it up in the future. But it's hard to say before, because I haven't encountered it before."

He smiled deeper, "You don't know, I can't even stay in a hotel after losing those cards, it's just hard for me to move a single step."

"Are you here on a business trip?" Cheng Yin was a little curious.

"Not exactly." He stopped talking and asked her instead, "Where are you going?"

"Do you take Zhongyang Road? If you go that way, just drop me off near Jiade Square."

"Jade? Exactly, I'm going there too."

This is nothing unusual, there are many office buildings around Guardian Plaza, and there are countless companies in it.But judging from his posture, he should not be regarded as an ordinary migrant worker. He is either the boss or an executive of some company.

The rain slowly invaded Cheng Yin's skin through the clothes. She was very uncomfortable, so she took out two paper towels and wiped them off, while listening to him talking on the phone slowly.

In such a small space, it was difficult not to eavesdrop, but Cheng Yin quickly lost interest, not because she lacked the spirit of gossip, but because the Cantonese he spoke was so fast, it was like a heavenly book to her.

The phone call was long, and it didn't take long for her to realize that it was supposed to be a meeting, because most of the time he was listening with his eyes closed, with occasional comments.

Cheng Yin guessed with great interest what exactly he was doing, and also killed a lot of boredom along the way.

When they came near Jiade, the card-controlled conference call was not over yet, the driver asked Cheng Yin where to get off, and she pointed to a fork not far from AST.

When the car stopped, Cheng Yin gestured to Card Control to get off the car, and he also waved to her and smiled as farewell.

Maybe it was because he was in a good mood, but Cheng Yin found that his smile was very charming. When she got out of the car, she regretted that she didn't even know his name. Such a handsome, calm and elite man is definitely a catastrophe for Xie Mei.

After answering the phone, Yang Fan stood in front of the window and thought.

It was raining mistyly outside the window, pattering.The raindrops floated on the glass, winding all the way down, and condensed into a fuzzy ball, a bit similar to his state of mind at the moment, sticky.

A storm may follow.

Gao Xiang told him on the phone that the new recruits transferred from the headquarters are already on their way, and the arrival is not good, and it is not optimistic what measures they will take after they take office; the two projects that Yingrui and AST cooperated with were reported a month ago. The delay is not a good sign, I'm afraid it's not a good sign - in the past, you only need to go to Robert's place to go through the motions, and you can start work in a week at most.

However, Yang Fan is not overly worried. After a lot of experience, he will find that work is like sailing a ship on the sea. It is gratifying to have a calm sea, but storms are also inevitable. Sometimes, instead of a disaster, it may be a potential opportunity. Whether it is good or bad, since it is here, just accept it calmly.

The only thing I didn't expect was that when he joined Yingrui, he overestimated the partner he was about to cooperate with.

In many cases, what hinders the smooth development of work is often not the difficulties from customers, but the irreconcilable contradictions in the company's concepts, which accumulate over time and eventually become hard to return.

Now those few high-level executives should not immediately attack him, but according to the situation, it probably won't be too long, especially, once his cooperation with AST is completely cut off, it is not difficult for him to imagine what they will do to him Attitude.

Most of the original work in his hands has been completed, and new projects cannot be approved, and he does not need to personally handle small orders, so he suddenly has a lot of free time.In addition to holding meetings with his subordinates every day to give some guidance, he gets off work when the time comes, and he also lives a nine-to-five life.

"You have to know how to work, but you also have to know how to enjoy life." He thought of Tang Ye's catchphrase, and felt that it made sense, although that guy was obviously someone whose life was far more important than work.

He picked up his bag and walked out of the room. When he passed President Qi's office, he heard Shu Yan's laughter coming from inside. He paused for a while, then quickly returned to his original frequency, and walked briskly.

Shu Yan is a smart and practical girl, and she is even more dexterous in dealing with people, so although she followed her as soon as she joined the company, the bosses liked her very much, and they often asked her to go with them when there were harmless dinners.Yang Fan sometimes speculates that she may know more about the inside story than herself, but she seldom speaks out in front of him.

He didn't mean to blame her. In the Jianghu, everyone is a little bit helpless, not to mention that he has never had the idea of ​​asking anyone to show his loyalty to him. Everyone's choice must be decided by himself. Don't regret it when the final result comes.

Braving the drizzle into the car, he was about to start the car when he glanced at the small purple box on the instrument panel out of the corner of his eye, and stretched out his hand as if possessed.

Open the lid, and it is the purple crystal bracelet lying inside.

When he bought it, it was purely because it looked good. He was not very good at choosing gifts, thinking that it might be useful in the future, but soon discovered that he had never actually thought of giving it to anyone else—except Cheng Yin.

Such a slender red chain is perfect for her to wear. In his memory, she has white and plump arms like lotus roots.

He suddenly felt hot and dry, quickly closed the box, put it away, and pinched his brows hard.

Recently, she seems to have run into a ghost, thinking of her when there is nothing to do, even one night, she jumped into his dream to make trouble, giggling to herself for a while, sticking out the tip of her tongue, like a snake letter full of temptation; Suddenly he started crying again, shrugging his shoulders, sobbing, feeling very wronged, the expression of shame and anxiety on his face made him feel pity, and wanted to take her into his arms and comfort her some.

When he woke up, he stared at the ceiling in a daze for a long time. He didn't understand why this happened. Could it be that he owed her?

The car was driving slowly in the rain, with the wipers shaking frequently in front of his eyes, monotonous and boring, Yang Fan raised his hand and pressed the radio.

During the rush hour, the traffic station's "Travel with the Car" program is talking about the highlights. He often listens to this program when he returns home early. The hosts are two men with a bit of a playful style, and most of the talks are short stories from parents. Trivia, full of interesting life.

After talking about the latest developments in inflation, the host changed the subject and once again turned the focus to various trivial matters in the city.

"At 26:[-] this evening, a pressure cooker explosion occurred in the home of Uncle Zhou, a resident of XX Community. ..."

The question and answer between the reporter at the scene and the old man Zhou who was involved soon came over the airwaves, which was nothing more than an extension and supplement of the brief news.

The old man Zhou spoke in a very angry and excited tone, as if meeting a great happy event, "My daughter just came back from a business trip today, and when she entered the house and saw this situation, she was terribly frightened, thinking what happened to her mother and me! Then I told her it was all right..."

After finishing the description vividly and vividly, old man Zhou was still not satisfied, and suddenly whispered to someone beside him: "Yinyin, tell me a few words!"

The name "Yin Yin" made Yang Fan stunned for a moment. Before he could think about it, Cheng Yin's familiar voice came out through the radio waves with a twist and dissatisfaction, "I think we should contact the production of the pressure cooker immediately when this kind of thing happens. Manufacturers, if it is true that their products have quality problems, they should stop selling them immediately and stop using them to harm others! Fortunately, my parents are fine this time, and if something bad or bad happens, it will be useless to pay for it!"

Listening to Cheng Yin's sonorous and forceful condemnation, Yang Fan couldn't stop smiling.

At this moment, the voice of the reporter changed again on the radio, "We have found the contact information of the manufacturer, and I will ask the director to help connect the manufacturer's phone..."

After the report was over, Yang Fan parked his car on the side of the road, hesitated for a moment, and finally wanted to do something, so he called Cheng Yin's cell phone.

Soon, Cheng Yin's absent-minded reply sounded beside her ear, she seemed to be in a hurry.

"I just listened to the radio and heard that something exploded in your house."

"Ah? Ah! That's right!" Cheng Yin's voice was full of annoyance, "Even you know it? My dad is serious. He doesn't report to the police when something happens, he doesn't go to the manufacturer, he goes to report some radio service car, and at home What is the interview about..."

Father Zhou heard that his daughter was still complaining about him on the phone, and immediately raised his voice to defend himself unhappily, "Of course it is most convenient to ask the radio station for help. Now many manufacturers are afraid of being exposed. If the radio station calls, they will I'll fix it for you right away..."

Cheng Yin turned her head and scolded her father, speaking fast, the father and daughter went back and forth like a tongue twister, and Yang Fan chuckled from this side, this is the most interesting father and daughter pair he has ever seen.

Soon, Cheng Yin ended the meaningless verbal dispute, turned her head and continued to talk to Yang Fan, "I'm so sorry, I made you laugh—what can I do for you?"

"It's nothing, I just want to ask how your situation is, isn't it serious?"

Cheng Yin was standing at the door of the kitchen, looking at the messy kitchen and said: "The kitchen is very messy, my dad is used to cooking in a pressure cooker, and now there are rice grains everywhere on the wall and on the floor; It was smashed, I don’t have dinner today, my parents are cleaning up! I won’t tell you, I have to go out and buy something to eat..."

"You're tired just after you came back from a business trip, so don't run around." Yang Fan blurted out, "How about this, I'll help you buy what you want to eat, and then deliver it to you, I'll drive, it's very convenient. "

After finishing speaking, he was also a little dazed, why did the series of words just flow out of his mouth so naturally, without even having time to go through his brain.

Cheng Yin was stunned for five or six seconds without realizing it, Yang Fan wants to help buy food for their family?

"Cheng Yin, you, cough, are you listening?"

Cheng Yin woke up suddenly, and hurriedly declined, "No, this is not suitable, you are also very busy, there is takeaway outside our community, I will run over quickly."

As soon as she refused, for some reason, Yang Fan suddenly became motivated.

"I'm not busy recently, and I don't have anything to do tonight. Tell me what you want to eat, and I'll make a note."

The two pushed back and forth on the phone to be polite, but in the end Cheng Yin was no match for his enthusiasm, thinking about being respectful would be better than obedience, anyway, he didn't force him to do it himself, he was willing, what can you do.

"Then, Sheng Xiyuan's Xiaolongbao and Preserved Egg and Lean Pork Congee each have a catty." Cheng Yin said, swallowing her saliva, and did not forget to add, "Oh, my parents like it very much."

"No problem." Yang Fan recorded the address, hung up the phone and turned the car to Sheng Xiyuan on Lixin Road.

Before Yang Fan came, Cheng Yin had already briefly reported to her parents, and without allowing them to question her, she went to her room to pack her things.

Mother Zhou was full of suspicion, so she could only ask her wife, "Yang Fan? Which Yang Fan?"

"It's Li Hui's cousin." Father still has a good memory.

"Oh-oh." Mother Zhou came back to her senses.

The old man told her secretly again, "When someone comes, don't talk nonsense!"

"When did I talk nonsense, just pay attention to your mouth." Mother Zhou retorted unhappily, and paused, curious and excited, "So, he hasn't given up on us Yinyin yet?"

It only took more than 40 minutes to go back and forth. Yang Fan appeared at the door of Zhou's house with a steamed bun in his left hand and rice porridge in his right.

He and the two elders of the Zhou family had met each other at some relatives' banquets, but they were not familiar with each other. This time they reunited, they had to greet each other warmly.

After saying hello, he put the family's dinner on the dining table and piled it up into two piles.

Cheng Yin came over to give him money, but Yang Fan was not willing to accept it. He stared at her half-jokingly and said, "If you have a chance in the future, just come back."

Father Zhou came in cheerfully, "Don't do it anymore, Xiao Yang, you can stay and eat together, you buy so much, we can't finish a meal."

Zhou's mother also echoed: "Yes, Xiao Yang, you haven't eaten dinner yet, let's eat together, we are all relatives!"

Yang Fan smiled, readily agreed and stayed.

When helping her father to get the dishes from the kitchen, Cheng Yin secretly whispered to him, "Dad, you two are really smart! You took something from someone else and said you were asking him to stay and eat."

"You can invite others if you want, and I didn't stop you!" The old man actually joked with her.

In the living room, Yang Fan, who had washed his hands, was chatting enthusiastically with Zhou's mother.

"So, your parents seldom come back, and it's hard for you to live alone!"

Yang Fan lowered his head and smiled, "It's easy to talk about my life alone. My mother is not in good health. She has been recuperating well in Australia for the past two years."

"Then find a girlfriend and get married early!" Mom said loudly like a matchmaker, "Xiao Yang, you are not young! Would you like Auntie to help you pay attention, there is a suitable..."

"Cough, cough!" The father and daughter coughed at the same time.

"Mom! Do you want the steamed buns to be hotter? Didn't you say that eating hot is the best way to enjoy it?"

Mother Zhou stopped her mouth resentfully, and turned her attention to eating.

The old man warmly greeted Yang Fan to take the first seat, but he refused to do so, and after some humility, he sat opposite Cheng Yin.

The four people occupied the four sides of the dining table, and the father made a few cold dishes, together with the saucer dipped in vinegar, etc., filling the table was considered full.

Cheng Yin took a bite of the steamed buns, and the sweet and fragrant juice quickly filled her mouth, she sighed with enjoyment, "Sheng Xiyuan's steamed buns are the most authentic, I will buy the ingredients and make them someday Try it."

"You, you have a good eye and a low hand. You know you are daydreaming all day long. Look at Xiao Yang, who has already become a director at a young age..."

"How long have I only been in the industry! Brother Yang Fan has been doing it for a few years..." Cheng Yin immediately bit her mother with a blush again.

Father Zhou shook his head, and waved his chopsticks at Yang Fan, who was watching the show with a smile, "Eat, Xiao Yang! They're like this, I'm used to it, I'll just treat them as singing, um, singing."

It was a lively dinner.After the meal, Cheng Yin cleaned up the dishes, and her mother took the opportunity to enter the kitchen to interrogate her, with a sneaky look, like a clumsy spy.

"Yinyin, Xiao Yang is really chasing you?"

"Nothing!"

"It's okay, why did he run back and forth for you?"

"I still want to know what's going on!"

Mother Zhou acted as if she couldn't hide anything from me, "It's almost like a bald man with lice on his head, and you still deny it to me!"

Cheng Yin said angrily: "In this case, why did you talk about introducing it to others just now?"

Mother Zhou laughed, "I was just trying him."

Cheng Yin rolled her eyes towards the sky.

(End of this chapter)