Accidental Love

Jiangcheng, late autumn, five thirty in the afternoon.

The sun was blocked by clouds at some point, and the sun was trapped in the thick clouds, struggling to show a few afterglows.

Zheng Shuyi lay on the table for a long time, cold sweat on his forehead bursting out.

The crisp phone bell was particularly awake in the mechanical and dense keyboard sound, pulling Zheng Shuyi's consciousness out of the chaos.

"Hello, are you Zheng Shuyi Zheng reporter of Caijing Weekly?"

Zheng Shuyi lay on the table to answer the phone, and said with a strong spirit: "It's me, may I ask you?"

"I'm Chen Sheng, assistant to the President's Office of Mingyu Bank. A month ago, your magazine and Shiyanshi always booked an interview. The original date is tomorrow. Do you remember?"

Zheng Shuyi instantly became sober and straightened his back subconsciously.

Of course she remembered it.

She has heard the name Shiyan too many times in this period of time.

At the beginning, he became well-known in the industry because he suddenly appeared in the financial industry as the son of Mingyu Group Shi Wenguang.

After studying in Europe, he took over Mingyu Bank, the private commercial bank of Mingyu Group.

In the eyes of industry insiders at the time, this was not a good thing. After all, the bank’s operating status was already in jeopardy. Some financial commentators even changed their serious words, thinking that this was Shi Wenguang’s use of a half-waste and non-waste subsidiary to play with his son. ticket.

However, after Shiyan took the lead in Mingyu Bank, Ruili solved the problems of the bank's over-reliance on deposit and loan business and the highlighting of risks. It pointed to the risk management and control mechanism, and resolutely turned things around.

The banquet on the 27th year of the year attracted the attention of the entire financial industry, and various honors came in. The invitation for interviews naturally also exploded the hotline of the president of Mingyu Bank.

Although his fame has risen at first, there are very few interviews and reports about him.

Even the most mainstream media can hardly get interview opportunities. If they can get only a few words, they will be enough to publish on the most eye-catching page.

And this time, this is the interview that the editor-in-chief of the magazine has made an appointment for after spending a lot of effort to get through the relationship between all parties.

When the editor-in-chief gave this task to Zheng Shuyi, the entire magazine was envious.

How much attention the name "Shiyan" can attract in the media also represents how much attention the reporter who interviewed him can get.

But now the call made Zheng Shuyi's heart hang up, and he asked carefully, "Is there any change?"

"That's it." Chen Sheng said, "The interview was originally scheduled for nine o'clock tomorrow morning, but due to Shi Zong's personal work, there will be no time for tomorrow."

Zheng Shuyi: "After that..."

"Maybe there is no time to squeeze in the next few days." Chen Sheng said, "So if it is convenient for you, can the interview time be postponed to a week later?"

Can't.

The financial interview pays attention to timeliness. After waiting for the interview a week later, the manuscript was returned for verification and then published. The day lily was cold.

"It really won't work in a week. See if you can spare some time? Telephone interviews are also okay!"

Chen Sheng: "I'm afraid this really won't work. I can't disclose the specific work to you, but it really takes a week to spare time at the earliest."

"What about tonight!" Zheng Shuyi asked anxiously, "Are you free tonight? Only three hours, or two hours."

Before Chen Sheng could answer, Zheng Shuyi gritted his teeth and said: "One hour will do! You will be accommodating and accommodating."

She has prepared for this interview for nearly a month, and has thoroughly understood the public financial dynamics in Shi Yan's hands, and hopes to earn fame with this manuscript this year.

After Chen Sheng was silent for a moment, he lowered his voice and said, "There is always a more important banquet tonight. Maybe, I just said maybe, maybe I might spare some time in the middle, you see..."

"I'll wait!" Zheng Shuyi agreed without saying a word, "You give me the address, I can come and wait."

Before hanging up the phone, Chen Sheng emphasized again: "Ms. Zheng, I can arrange a place for you, but I can't make sure that there will always be time. You may run away."

——

There was only a mechanical "beep" in the earpiece. After lingering in his ears for a long time, Zheng Shuyi "boomed" back to the table. The tension in his mind slowly dissipated, but what followed was a hollow heart. Melancholy.

It was supposed to be happy to be able to have a banquet during the interview.

However, the psychological sensitivity of the menstrual period was brought to the extreme by the loss of this moment. Zheng Shuyi's mood was definitely not good, and even a little sad.

Today is the birthday of her boyfriend Yue Xingzhou.

It was their first birthday after they were together.

Yue Xingzhou also specially prepared a restaurant, booked movie tickets, and waited for her to celebrate together after get off work.

Not only can she not accompany Yue Xingzhou on her birthday, but she also drags her sick body to work, and may even run away.

Zheng Shuyi turned his face over, closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, and immediately turned off the computer and started packing things up.

Kong Nan was originally immersed in writing. Hearing the movement of the opposite table, he raised his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zheng Shuyi stood on the table for a while, and waited for the colic in his lower abdomen to pass, then said: "The interview is ahead of schedule, I have to go tonight."

"Huh?" Kong Nan only noticed Zheng Shuyi's face.

Although her skin is white, there is no trace of bloodshot eyes at this moment, and it is almost transparent, and her morbidity is clearly written on her face, and her usual sense of agility is completely lost.

"Are you okay?"

"If it doesn't work, I have to do it, otherwise what can I do."

Zheng Shuyi walked to the printer, holding a stack of documents, and staring at the ground with drooping brows for a while.

The printer moved silently, and the paper piled up in front of it in an orderly manner.

I don't know whose cell phone rang, Zheng Shuyi suddenly raised his head, blinked, and took out his cell phone.

She should have called Yue Xingzhou a bit, but just as soon as she turned out the address book, the other party called as if she was inductive.

"Baby, when do you get off work? I'll pick you up?"

Zheng Shuyi leaned on the printer and circled the layout with his fingers: "I'm sorry, I'm going to interview temporarily. It may take about two hours. I shouldn't be able to eat with you."

She thought for a while, and then said: "I am not feeling well today, and maybe I can't go to the movies at night."

Yue Xingzhou sighed when he heard the words, and said, "Well then, I'll find a friend to make do with it."

"Well, I'm sorry." Zheng Shuyi pursed his lips, his voice getting smaller, "Will I make it up for you next time?"

——

Kong Nan waited for Zheng Shuyi to hung up the phone, turned his pen, propped his chin with the other hand, and said with a smile, "Dove your boyfriend?"

"Otherwise?" Zheng Shuyi asked back, "If you don't pigeon boyfriend, is it a pigeon feast?"

"Oh, pitiful, your boyfriend was robbed of the opportunity to celebrate his birthday with you by a man who had never been masked."

"It's as if I'm going to accompany Shiyan for his birthday." Zheng Shuyi picked up the information and went aside to bind it, "I am speechless myself. I don't even know what Shiyan looks like, but I want to kill my boy for him friend."

Kong Nan felt a little unbelievable: "But having said that, does your boyfriend have no objection?"

"What's your opinion on this kind of thing?" Zheng Shu thought for a while and said, "He didn't say anything, he understood it."

"Tsk, your boyfriend is too reasonable." Kong Nan said while turning off the computer, "Unlike my boyfriend, he is clingy to death. If I dove him, he will definitely be angry with me for whatever reason. ."

In a daze, Zheng Shuyi lost consciousness for a moment.

With a "click", there was a tingling pain in her fingers, and she reflexively pulled her hand away to avoid being punctured by the stapler.

But the sharp pain in the fingertips did not dissipate for a long time, and gradually spread to my heart.

Zheng Shuyi held the documents in one hand and the mobile phone in the other, and he was in front of the printer for a while.

"I'm off work." Kong Nan got up with the bag and handed over a box of medicine. "I think you have finished your painkillers. Take this and take some in advance. Don't faint during the interview."

After speaking, she leaned closer and said in a low voice, "If you screw up, some people who look forward to it will be so happy."

Zheng Shuyi unintentionally responded to Kong Nan's reminder at this time. She was full of the words "reasonable".

Is Yue Xingzhou too "reasonable"?

Moreover, she just said that she was not feeling well, and Yue Xingzhou didn't even ask her what was wrong.

Once a certain idea is born, it will sprout in the heart uncontrollably.

Zheng Shuyi sat down at the desk in a daze, and after hesitating for a while with his mobile phone, he sent a message to Yue Xingzhou.

Zheng Shuyi: Are you unhappy?

Yue Xingzhou:?

Yue Xingzhou: No, understanding, work is important, there will be many birthdays together in the future.

Yue Xingzhou: By the way, you said you were not feeling well, what's wrong? Are you sick?

Zheng Shuyi exhaled.

It seems that the menstrual period is easy to be sensitive and I think too much.

Zheng Shuyi: Nothing, just the period is uncomfortable TAT

Yue Xingzhou: I love my baby.

Yue Xingzhou: Where did you interview? I'll pick you up after it's over.

——

The address given by Chen Sheng was Warner Manor in the western suburbs.

It was during the rush hour and there was a traffic jam on the road. Zheng Shuyi suffered from abdominal pain. He transferred to the subway bus and took a taxi along the way. It took an hour to reach his destination.

It is false to say that she is not upset in her heart. Along the way, she doesn't know how many times she silently scolded Shi Yan.

The place Chen Sheng arranged for her was the rest area upstairs in the banquet hall. It is spacious, gorgeous, but empty, enough to magnify the loneliness of a stranger a hundredfold.

Zheng Shuyi sat on the sofa, his legs dangling with the sound of the wall clock ticking, and he looked around over and over again to try to keep himself from falling asleep.

However, the waiting time was too long. She drooped her head like a chicken pecking rice several times and almost fell asleep, until there was a movement of pushing the door, Zheng Shuyi sat upright, raised her head and looked at the door.

Under the direct light, a man drove up, as the light got brighter and brighter.

Zheng Shuyi looked at the factually, and became discouraged again.

It was not Shiyan who came here, but his brother-in-law Qin Xiaoming, now the second in command of the Mingyu Group.

This person has been interviewed by Zheng Shuyi several times, so the two can be regarded as acquaintances.

Qin Xiaoming also caught a glimpse of Zheng Shuyi when he came in.

At first she straightened her back sharply, and her bright eyes could see the excitement in the dark.

But the moment he stared at him, it dimmed again, and even the whole person was a little bit depressed.

Qin Xiaoming paused, took the phone aside and held it aside, "Why are you here?"

Zheng Shuyi answered truthfully: "Let's wait for Shi, there is an interview today."

Qin Xiaoming looked at her up and down a few more times, then looked at her pale face for a few more seconds, did not say much, just muttered "it's so late" and left.

Zheng Shuyi sat for another two hours, which was like two long nights.

Outside the window, I don't know when the rain started to fall, and the leaves were slapped, making a cold "rustle" sound.

Occasionally, there will be movement from the banquet downstairs, although it is fine, but it can also be expected to be lively.

In such a comparison, Zheng Shuyi felt that he was even worse.

Just when she couldn't help her sleepiness, her eyelids were fighting up and down, the phone's ringtone finally rang.

The crisp bell gave birth to an ominous premonition in this empty house.

"Miss Zheng, sorry, the banquet here is over, Shi always has other things next, so..."

really.

Zheng Shuyi was silent for several seconds before he said: "I know, thank you."

This interview is still too late.

The moment Zheng Shuyi stood up, his mind was dizzy, he held the sofa to relax for a while before he stepped on high heels into the elevator.

When she got outside the gate of Warner Manor, the rain had already sealed the door unsurprisingly.

The rain was caught in the cold wind of autumn leaves, and it blew Zheng Shuyi's legs like a knife.

She never thought that she would stay outdoors for a long time today. She wore a daily OL suit and skirt. She looked serious and serious, but the thin layer of transparent stockings was just a courtesy and was not worthwhile at all.

The legs under the coat are bare, and the skirt can cover the knees. In this cold wind, they become more eye-catching than the luxury car at the door.

Gradually someone came out, Zheng Shuyi stepped aside, and when he turned his head to look, she found that she had interviewed many people.

It seems that this is a cocktail party in the financial industry.

Subconsciously, Zheng Shuyi wanted to see if he might encounter Shiyan.

But shocked, she didn't know what he looked like.

Shi Yan's style is very low-key, and he rarely appears in public. Zheng Shuyi searched the Internet when preparing materials, and only saw his unclear figure in some large panoramas, but no serious portraits.

——

After a while, a female CFO of an Internet finance company had a relationship with Zheng Shuyi. Seeing her standing here pitifully waiting for the bus, she offered to send her home, but Zheng Shuyi refused.

Just now Yue Xingzhou said that he would come to pick her up.

It is eleven o'clock exactly, one hour before his birthday.

She thought, no matter what, she still had to say "Happy Birthday" to him in person.

The parking gallery on the first floor was spacious and clean, and the guests' cars drove away one after another, leaving behind shadowy taillights.

In a short while, there are not many people left in the banquet hall.

"Reporter Zheng?" A man stepped forward.

Zheng Shuyi glanced back. He was an executive of a certain capital company who had only met once, but he always chatted with her on WeChat.

The man smiled and stepped forward, leaning very close, and he was drunk when he opened his mouth: "Are you alone? I'll take you home."

This person usually looks like a person in social situations, but now he doesn't even greet him, his thoughts are clear.

Zheng Shuyi: "Thank you, no need."

The man got closer and took her arm, "Let's go, it's not easy to take a taxi because of the rain."

Zheng Shuyi frowned and pulled away his hand, "Really no need, thank you, my boyfriend will be here soon."

Hearing the three words "boyfriend", the man looked at Zheng Shuyi, and when he met her, he knew that she was not evasive, so he turned around without saying a word.

Next, another young man issued the same invitation to her.

This is also a acquaintance, but Zheng Shuyi knows that he is really a rich second generation.

It seems that today this is not a serious financial cocktail party.

After dismissing the person with the same emphasis on "boyfriend", Zheng Shuyi stood by the wall.

Originally, she was caught by Shi Yan pigeon today, and she felt uncomfortable. After encountering such things one after another, there was an unknown fire in her chest.

The scene of her standing in the cold wind happened to fall in the eyes of Qin Xiaoming who walked out of the banquet hall.

Qin Xiaoming moved a heart of compassion, and said to Shi Yan sideways, "Isn't this Zheng Shuyi? The little girl is waiting for you very poorly at night. There are so many people here, it is inconvenient for me. You can find an opportunity to help give one away. Cheng."

When Shi Yan looked over, the woman's cashmere scarf was wrapped a few times, wrapped around her chin, so that the face above seemed to be as big as a slap.

Under the dazzling cold light, her face was a little pale, and the tip of her nose was red with cold, but her eyebrows and eyebrows were still delicate and delicate, with apricot eyes and red lips, bright and charming, standing there like a delicately carved porcelain doll. With a pitiful taste.

——

When Zheng Shuyi looked up from the phone, a black Bentley slowly stopped in front of her.

At the same time, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

Zheng Shuyi turned his head and met the man approaching for a moment.

The man's eyes stopped for a while, and the crystal chandelier above his head cast an icy light on his gold wire mirror frame, as the snow chains swayed slightly on his cheeks.

"Reporter Zheng?" He stopped, the arc of the arms outlined in the suit showed a bit of distance, "I will see you for a ride?"

Zheng Shuyi has never seen this man.

But she was thinking, why are the rich second generations so casual now.

"No thanks."

The eyes behind the lenses were dazzled with dazzling lights, and the tails of the eyes were lifted upwards, which clearly should have been frivolous, but revealed a sense of pressure that was hard to ignore.

So, under the biting cold wind, Zheng Shuyi met his gaze and added: "My boyfriend will pick me up right away."

Word by word, the three words "boyfriend" are emphasized. The subtext means: I am a person with a boyfriend.

"..."

The corners of Shi Yan's mouth made an icy arc almost impossible to find, he put his hand into the bag, and walked away.

The parker pulled the door, he bowed into the car, and Bentley galloped away.