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Chapter 5 Black History

Yan Youwei spent the whole afternoon in the office in a daze, and did not accomplish a few useful things.

When she was about to get off work, Ren Tingting walked to her desk and patted her on the shoulder: "Aren't you going to pick up the child?" The kindergarten closes before five o'clock, and Yan Youwei usually leaves a little earlier in order to pick up the child on time.

"No, my mother will go."

"That's right, you have to go to guard it earlier. I guess your dad will go with him too."

Yan Youwei threw the pen away and was about to pack up, when Ren Tingting asked again, "Did you call?"

"What? Oh, Zeng Zimu, not yet."

"Why don't you call? Could it be that you lost your phone number?"

Yan Youwei secretly regretted it.Why didn't she think of such a good excuse just now.The only blame is that Ren Tingting's attack power is too high, she was caught off guard, so there is no way to think about countermeasures when she is only focusing on defense.

"I'd rather lose it."

"Oh baby, don't be like this. Isn't it just a call to your ex-husband, why are you so entangled?" Ren Tingting yelled loudly in the office, and everyone else heard it.Yan Youwei thought it was lucky she didn't announce her ex-husband was Zeng Zimu through the loudspeaker, otherwise, with the gossip spirit of these people, she would definitely have to ask her what color underwear he was wearing at night.

Yan Youwei hurriedly packed up her things, took her bag and ran out: "Just hit me, I'll hit me tomorrow."

"You have to remember."

Yan Youwei pretended not to hear, ran out of the newspaper office like a gust of wind, stopped a taxi and went up.Sometimes she really can't stand Ren Tingting's coercion and temptation, but whatever this woman wants to do, there is nothing she can't do.Lou Haiping was probably forced by her, so he couldn't think about running away.

Sitting in the back of the taxi thinking about these things, she couldn't help being a little funny.She secretly told herself, forget about Yan Youwei, your own affairs are still a mess, what right do you have to laugh at others.

As soon as she arrived at the newspaper office early the next morning, the door of Ren Tingting's office opened.The witch stood at the door and smiled at her, Yan Youwei raised her hand in surrender.Really, you still need to take a breath to kill people. Is it necessary to push so hard?

Yan Youwei waved the phone in his hand at her, and the other party blew a kiss to her through the air with satisfaction, and then closed the door.Yan Youwei looked around, there were quite a few colleagues in the office, she walked out silently with her mobile phone, picked a secluded corridor, walked to the glass window at the end and started making calls.

Although the number had been stored in her mobile phone for three years, it was the first time she dug it out and called the other party.Even when she was dying of pain, she never thought of calling Zeng Zimu.He didn't care about this child at all, if he told him, he would probably just sneer and let it go.

The man had ice in his veins instead of blood.Yan Youwei had already seen this fact clearly three years ago.

Calling him now always makes her feel weird. She squeezed the phone back and forth a few times, and finally closed her eyes and pressed it down.

The phone rang several times, so long that Yan Youwei wanted to give up.It would be fine if Zeng Zimu didn't answer, and she would just tell Ren Tingting to ignore her when she turned around.But just when she was about to hang up, the phone went through.

"Hello." It was Zeng Zimu's magnetic voice.

Yan Youwei always felt that although Zeng Zimu was good-looking, listening to his voice with eyes closed was even more intoxicating.His voice has a fatal attraction, people can't help but want to listen to it more, even if the content of the other party's speech is not pleasant.

"It's me." Yan Youwei was surprised to find that her voice was trembling.

"Well, what can I do for you?"

"kind of."

"Do you want to invite me to dinner?"

"Oh?" Yan Youwei was taken aback for a moment, she had long forgotten the bad check she wrote the day before yesterday, "No, I have other things to think about..."

"Oh, hang up then." Before Yan Youwei could finish speaking, Zeng Zimu hung up the phone.

Yan Youwei stood at the end of the corridor blankly holding his mobile phone, his expression seemed to have encountered the most ridiculous thing in the world.She only spoke fourteen words to Zeng Zimu before the other party forcibly hung up the phone.I haven't seen this man for three years, he really hasn't changed at all, he is still arbitrarily domineering to the point of domineering.

Based on the way Yan Youwei treated him, she could imagine how the people in the newspaper office, including Ren Tingting, would be treated if they called and asked for an interview. She probably couldn't even hear his own voice, so she just handed it over to the secretary.

Yan Youwei was stunned for 5 minutes before recovering.Although she was quite annoyed at being rejected, she also got a taste from this short half-minute conversation.So when she called Zeng Zimu for the second time, she said, "I want to treat you to dinner."

"When?"

"At your own time."

Listening to the other party's tone, Yan Youwei felt that there was something going on this time.She held the phone and waited hopefully, but after waiting for a long time, Zeng Zimu said coldly: "I'm sorry, I don't have time."

Zeng Zimu hung up the phone again without waiting for Yan Youwei to answer.Then he sat alone in a room of more than [-] square meters, staring at the half glass of red wine in front of him in a daze.This phone hasn't rang for three years. In the first year, he still had some faint expectations, hoping that this woman, Yan Youwei, would come back to beg him if she couldn't get along anymore.

But slowly his anticipation disappeared.As time went by, he became more and more aware that it was impossible for him and Yan Youwei to have any more contact with each other.The time when Ke Jianzhong died should be the most vulnerable time in her life. At that time, she didn't come to find her, and it will be even more impossible in the future.

Unexpectedly, an unexpected accident made them meet again by chance, and made the mobile phone that had stopped ringing for a long time ring again.He knew in his heart why Yan Youwei was looking for him.The maiden voyage of the Hera is about to start. During the recent period, various media have tried their best to get close to him or Zhimei in order to get a pass for interviews on board.

In the past, the first voyage of such a luxury cruise ship would specially invite the media to participate, but this time Zeng Zimu decided to do the opposite.He has only prepared passes for three media outlets, and it depends on who has the ability to get them.The more intense the competition, the more interested the outside world will be in the Hera, and the more speculative publicity will be.

No matter what kind of top luxury service it is, it needs to create a mysterious atmosphere.Rich people like to cover up half-heartedly. They want to let people know that they are rich, but they can't let people see too clearly.They strive to construct a world that ordinary people cannot easily enter, so as to satisfy their psychological superiority.

Zeng Zimu is a businessman, and he doesn't mind using any legal means to maximize his own interests.Since those people like this set, he will satisfy them.Now it seems that whether his strategy can make money is secondary, the most important thing is that it hooked Yan Youwei out.Since the media group that the First Evening News belongs to wants to share the pie, it needs to show some sincerity.

Their boss probably wouldn't have imagined that the smartest thing he did in his life was to hire Yan Youwei, a little-known employee.

Zeng Zimu drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp, got up and walked to a cabinet in the room, opened the third to last drawer, and took out a thick photo album from it.This is a very old photo album. One can tell that it is from more than [-] years ago.Inside are all photos of Zeng Zimu when he was a child.

He has carefully sorted out the photos there, almost all of them are photos of him and Yan Youwei.He took it out and flipped through a few photos, from the silly look of the two of them hooking their shoulders and backs when they were little carrots, to the group photo of the two pretending to be aloof when they went to middle school, to the wedding photo of the two on the last page.

This photo is really ugly, Yan Youwei's makeup is too heavy, and his expression is too stiff.They were obviously a pair that was applauded by the photographer as a heavenly man, but the wedding photos they took were ugly as hell.

No way, they were forced to get married.Their marriage was a mistake. When Zeng Zimu divorced, he was most fortunate that they had no children.

After being hung up for the second time, Yan Youwei was no longer angry.She sneered twice in disdain, staring at the phone and rolling her eyes.Should it be she or Ren Tingting who is too naive, thinking that a divorced man will wait for her, and that his ex-wife will come up to him like a pug whenever he calls casually?

As it turns out, those men don't even look at you anymore.Lou Haiping is like this, and Zeng Zimu is no exception.

Yan You smiled self-deprecatingly, then turned and went back to the office.She sat at the desk for a while, and the anger gauge filled up as if she had been beaten.In the end, she still couldn't hold back, and directly pushed open the door of Ren Tingting's office, and said directly: "I have already called, and I have nothing to do if they don't give me face."

"How is it possible, you are his..."

"Ex-wife. Lou Haiping can act as if he doesn't know you on the main road. Why should he, Zeng Zimu, want to give me face? What is an ex-wife? An ex-wife is the past tense, black history, and the disgrace that all men want to erase. .I can't handle this matter, please ask someone else."

"Wei..." Ren Tingting let out a long sigh, and she seemed very powerless, "This matter is troublesome now. Now this matter has become more complicated. If it can't be resolved this time, not only you will leave, but I will also lose my job. .”

Yan Youwei was puzzled, and Ren Tingting continued to explain: "I don't know who is talking too much and went to the director of the group to complain. Now the director has talked to the editor-in-chief, and I will give you this task by name. Wei, let's not talk about it now. What about ex-wife and ex-husband, you just think about your own career and you should fight for it, right? What do we do? We are journalists. Journalists must have the spirit of being unbeatable. A phone call can make people refuse. Is it plausible to retreat? You have to show the spirit of Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death, and you don't believe that you can't chew on Zeng Zimu's hard bone."

Yan Youwei looked helpless: "Then what do you say?"

"Go to his company and stop him. You know where Zhimei's door opens, so go straight to the door. You're afraid that he won't be able to beat your ex-wife out."

(End of this chapter)