Xiangguang meets you

Chapter 134
After Bai Cang made his own judgment in his mind, he only briefly looked at the ones in Dong Nai Industrial Zone, and then headed back to Saigon.

Ruan Mingheng was naturally very happy when he found out. His relationship in Saigon was not as good as that of his counterpart. To put it bluntly, the local government here didn't buy his face very much.

If Bai Cang is really interested in the industrial parks in Dong Nai and Saigon, he will have a big headache. After all, the conditions he can offer here are not as good as those of his counterparts, which may cause Bai Cang, a customer, to lose to his counterparts. home.

There were still a few days left after returning to Saigon, Bai Cang simply turned the room into an office, and several people worked hard to consolidate and organize all the collected information and prepare for the development project.

Bo Cang, who has entered the working state, is still the cold, rigorous, and efficient him. Apart from normal work communication, there are very few extra expressions between him and Wen Nianbai.

"Translate these materials."

"Okay, Vice President."

"Contact Ruan Mingheng, Vietnam Customs tax import and export policy, I want an accurate statement."

"Okay, I'll go now."

……

Ordinary conversations are limited to this.

The night before leaving Saigon, Wen Nianbai finished sorting out the documents in his hands, glanced at Jin Lu and Vincent who were busy, and then quietly looked at Bai Cang who was on the phone by the window.

He was wearing a black casual jacket and black slacks, with one hand in his pocket, and he was talking to people about official business in English with a cold expression.

The soft neon light paints his profile, and the slightly thin hair falls on the tip of his eyebrows, his delicate eyebrows appear deep and sharp.

She looked at it quietly for a while, and it was undeniable that a working man is charming, let alone a man like Bo Cang.

It's time to go back to Shencheng, and he probably won't be able to see Bai Cang like before.

In fact, for a man like Bai Cang, hospitality is not about money. What he lacks most is not necessarily money, but time and patience.

I just don't know, does he really have such patience for this year's appointment?
if there is not……

Wen Nianbai lowered his eyes, his eyelashes cast a dark shadow on his fair face.

It's a pity, but it's also good.

At least it proved that the trouble she was having because of him was actually the one who poured water into her head.

After all, the old saying goes well, because the tears that a man sheds are the water from the head.

She shook her head, as if trying to shake the water out of her head.

After that, he calmed down and continued to work.

Bo Cang is an extremely sensitive person, otherwise he would not have been able to transfer from the academic ivory tower to the shopping mall at a young age, all the way to today.

He naturally noticed Wen Nianbai's gaze.

Seeing her staring at her in a daze, her expression was reflected in the window glass, from dazed infatuation and then shaking her head, to working in a nonchalant manner.

Bo Cang has long been used to multitasking, seeing her like that, his mood has changed from a little complacency to boredom.

Afterwards, he glanced at his own face reflected in the glass and saw the turmoil in his eyes. He was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes became cloudy.

It's been a long time since he's let anger fluctuate so much.

Because all human anger is essentially anger at one's own incompetence.

He restrained his mind, looked at Saigon, a city full of charm, expressionlessly, and his thoughts settled down.

... * ... * ...

Holidays always make people feel that time flies by.

But for Wen Nianbai's National Day holiday, she felt that it had never been so long.

After getting off the plane and returning to Xianju No. [-], she was relieved after all.

She glanced calmly at the tall figure beside her from the corner of her eye, and saw that he looked at the phone calmly and didn't intend to talk to her.

She glanced at the number of words jumping in the elevator, hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Vice President, I'll go and put my salute first, and then I'll go and pack your things for you."

The elevator door opened with a "ding", Bai Cang dragged his hand to salute, and said indifferently: "No need, you will be tired after flying back."

After saying that, he dragged his hand to salute, without looking at her more, he went back to 1602.

Wen Nianbai was silent for a while, looking at his back, feeling a little suffocated and uncomfortable because of his indifference.

Wen Nianbai pursed the corner of his lower lip, and turned back to 1601 while saluting.

... * ... * ...

After 24 hours of rest, she still felt a little unrecovered when she came to work the next day.

This trip to Vietnam, a battle of wits and courage plus work, is simply terrible.

Getting up late in the morning, she hurriedly took a piece of bread she bought yesterday, and went out with her heels hooked up, when she happened to see 1602 open the door.

Bo Cang, who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes and gold-rimmed glasses, saw her and nodded slightly, with no abnormal expression on his face, just like seeing his ordinary subordinates.

Wen Nianbai hesitated for a second, but still greeted with a smile: "Vice President."

Bai Cang glanced at her and said calmly, "You're late."

Her tone of voice and demeanor were very normal, without the unpredictability and gloom that she sometimes felt before.

Wen Nianbai paused for a moment, of course he knew that what he meant by being late meant that she was going out at this time, and she would be late if she squeezed the subway.

On the first day of the holiday, it was difficult to get a taxi during the morning rush hour.

She hesitated for a moment, seeing that he was already walking towards the elevator, she followed him, hesitated for a moment, and said bravely, "Vice President, can I give you a ride?"

Bo Cang said without expression: "Yes."

That tone is the flatness between superiors and colleagues or colleagues, even the deliberate indifference before.

This feeling made Wen Nianbai suddenly have an illusion - as if what happened in Vietnam was just her dream.

She pulled the corners of her lips and smiled, and said softly, "Thank you, Vice President."

She laughed at herself and sighed secretly, this is what she asked for, just like quitting drugs, the discomfort in her heart now is considered a withdrawal reaction, right?
Thinking of this, she calmed down.

After entering the elevator, her cell phone rang suddenly.

She stared blankly at the call, and then answered the phone with some embarrassment and guilt: "Hello, Director Rong?"

It can't be... It can't be what she thinks.

Rong Feiyang said bluntly on the other end of the phone: "Nianbai, I'm at the gate of your community, come down, I also brought soy milk, fried dough sticks and buns."

Wen Nianbai was suddenly embarrassed: "Uh...."

Rong Feiyang has a refreshing personality, and he usually takes her for a ride in the morning when he is free, so after realizing that Bo Cang treats her strangely, she basically won't go to Bai Cang's car anymore.

But Rong Feiyang usually confirms with her in advance on WeChat whether she wants a ride the next day.

Last night, she did not receive Rong Feiyang's WeChat, and she was too embarrassed to ask Rong Feiyang if he could ride the car today, thinking he was busy.

But now, she just asked Bo Cang for a ride.

She quickly felt Bai Cang's cold gaze on the back of her head.

　No more today
　　
　
(End of this chapter)