Ruo Chun and Jing Ming

chapter64

In the stairwell, high heels rang.

Du Ruo ran to the next floor and stopped suddenly.

What to do after catching up? What should I say when we meet? He saw her just now, but he ...

She froze her scattered hair, calmed her chaotic heartbeat, walked slowly to the elevator, leaned against the wall, and waited silently for the next elevator.

...

Underground parking lot, specially assisted Chen Xian to quickly move forward and open the back door of a Mercedes-Benz car. Jing Ming sat in and closed the door.

There was long silence in the compartment.

In front, the driver waited for a while and turned back: "Mr. Jing, can you drive?"

Jing Ming didn't respond, as if he didn't hear.

Du Ruochun, it looks pretty.

In the gloomy carriage, Jing Ming's face was slightly frozen.

He clenched his jaw slightly, his chest accelerating inadvertently, his hands clenched into fists, and he reached the edge of his lips and teeth and restrained his return.

The sound of high heels approached, Yang Ye was wearing a Chanel dress with exquisite makeup. He smoked half of the cigarettes behind him, walked to the side of the car and knocked on the cab window.

The driver dropped the window.

Yang Yan tilted his head and looked at Jing Ming in the back seat of the car: "All right?"

Jing Ming didn't answer.

Yang Yan's large eyes with mascara froze slightly, and found that he was deliberate.

She was a little surprised: "Less King?"

Jing Ming's eyes turned quickly, staring at her, but looking through the distance as if through her.

She was puzzled: "What's wrong with you?"

His eyes gradually focused: "What?"

"what happened?"

"It's okay." Jing Ming took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "A little tired."

"It's almost six o'clock," Yang Yan glanced at his watch. "Let the driver take you home to rest?"

"Back to the company," he said. "The acquisition is settled as soon as possible. I don't like to delay time."

"Okay." Yang Yan got up and walked away a few meters away, turning back.

The car remained stationary. She wondered.

Several other vice presidents had already boarded the car behind, leaving only Chen Xian outside. Yang Yan took a cigarette and walked over.

Chen Xian: "Sister Yang Yan."

Yang Yan's chin pointed at the Mercedes in front of him: "What's wrong with your little master? The things above are not going well?"

"It's going well." Chen Xian was puzzled, "but I don't know what happened, and the face of the elevator changed."

Yang Yan raised an eyebrow.

She slowly finished smoking a cigarette. The car in front was still not moving, and she didn't know what to wait for: "Is this going or not?"

Chen Xian: "Sister, why don't you go up to urge?"

"Hurrying to be scolded? I just saw that he looked very pale, and he was probably in a bad mood."

She put out the smoke and got into the car behind.

The parking lot was quiet.

For five minutes, Chen Xian was thinking whether to step forward to remind him that the Mercedes in front was started. Yang Yan and several other vice presidents also followed.

When they were gone, Chen Xian got into her car and drove around a bend. The sound of high heels rushing from her side came.

He inadvertently looked out the window. Du Ruo was wearing a white shirt and black wide-leg pants, and quickly walked past his shoulders.

Chen Xian hesitated, why is she here?

Think about Jingming's blushing face just now, and then I understand.

Still thinking, the thin shadow disappeared as soon as the car turned.

Du Ruo returned to his car, leaned on the driver's seat, and looked at the void in a daze.

She had thought of him many times before seeing Jingming, and none of them were right.

Memories of him still linger six years ago-he was deeply injured, his faith was destroyed, and his spirit fell down.

But just now, the man was young, noble, calm, and there was no trace of tenderness from head to toe.

Not the scene in her memory.

What has happened in these six years.

...

There was a traffic jam on the way home, and it was already over seven in the evening when I got home.

He Huanhuan sent a message early that she had gone on a date with Zeng Kefan and came back later.

Du Ruo took off her high heels and sat on the carpet for a while.

There was no noise in the small rental house, and it was so alarmingly quiet.

She was restless and called softly, "Wale?"

The little robot woke up, opened its eyes, squinted and smiled happily, hurriedly ran to her side, and the little white hand touched her leg.

She hugged herself and tilted her head to look at him: "You said, how has he been in these six years?"

"Woo ~~" Wally opened his eyes wide and made a cute voice.

He doesn't speak yet.

She touched his head, suddenly remembered something, climbed to the bedside table to open the cabinet, and took out the gift box racing model one by one. There is a box hidden at the bottom.

She opened it carefully, and the white gold diamond bracelet exuded a dazzling light in the light.

What he said that year is still in his ear: "One day I can wear it."

She put the bracelet on, just right.

Wally saw the boxes piled up and happily stepped up to clear the dust.

She turned her wrists and the diamonds shone.

"Walli, does it look good?" She asked.

"Woo ~~" Wally bent his eyes and waved his little hand happily.

"I also think it looks good. I like it very much." She whispered, turning her bracelet unconsciously, and brought the computer over again. Hesitated for a moment, opened the webpage, and searched for Jingming.

I thought I could see his current situation, but it was still news from many years ago, and there was no follow-up.

She glanced at the screen of the car crash and quickly turned off the computer. Clasping the notebook with both hands, the man held it for a while.

If nothing had happened then, how good it is ...

If nothing had happened, what would they look like now?

Prime must have grown and developed, and she and Li Weiwanzi Ang He hoped that they laughed and struggled happily. And she and he should be male and female friends, and they will definitely quarrel, but they will always be reconciled. Maybe you are pregnant or married.

At least it won't be like this, and at night it will be full of loneliness. Countless lonely people who walked back to work in the quiet alley late at night.

She took a breath and calmed her emotions.

In August, the room was still stuffy.

After showering, she put on her pajamas and lay on the bed, blowing in the air conditioner.

Near ten o'clock, He Huanhuan returned and knocked on her door: "Little grass?"

"Eh!"

The door opened.

Du Ruo: "Dating is over?"

"Well." He Huanhuan was about to say something, and Du Ruo sat up. "Lend me your cell phone and I'll make a call."

He Huanhuan pulled out his phone: "Why? God is mysterious."

"You leave it alone."

"Well? You're wearing this bracelet again, damn, blind my eyes."

Du Ruo had no time to answer, took her mobile phone and entered Jingming's phone number, and dialed a little uneasily. In the first two seconds of blank tone, she twisted her fingers over the sheet, and heard the female voice heard over and over again: "Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable."

Released his finger from the bed sheet, hung up the phone, deleted the record, and returned the phone to He Huanhuan.

Also, how could he still use his previous cell phone number.

He Huanhuan asked, "What do you eat at night?"

"Ah?" She looked up. "What?"

"Are you stupid today?" Huanhuan poked her head.

"forget."

"Du Xiaocao, I really convinced you. Can you eat well! Do you want a stomach ?!"

"I want it." She looked for slippers on her feet. "I'll cook the noodles right away."

"Don't be busy. I packed roast duck and pine kernel corn, as well as mara cakes. I'm afraid you haven't eaten your dinner, you haven't put it in the refrigerator, and you'll eat it in the kitchen."

"okay."

"Eat it all!"

"Observe!"

Du Ruo and Huan Huan watched the variety show together. After dinner, it was almost eleven o'clock.

After washing, go back to bed to sleep.

I do n’t know if it ’s too full or something else. Du Ruo had some insomnia. After returning to China for two years, I have spent the night, grabbed customers, and worked on projects.

Even the most difficult nights will be confused. Wake up the next day and everything is as usual.

Du Ruo went to work on time as usual.

When she arrived at the company, she went to Yi Kun to discuss Wanxiang's acquisition. Yi Kun has also found the news.

"The company that bought Wanxiang, Chunhe Technology."

"Spring and technology?" Du Ruo was surprised.

She had heard it.

Chunhe Technology was established three years ago with a new name and old experience. The legal representative is Yang Yan. A person who has never heard of it is considered to have been born. The company has not done anything externally and has not released any products. But I heard that their internal R & D level has reached the top of their foreign counterparts. Occasionally do business with other companies, but the boss never shows up.

Until six months ago, Chunhe Technology began to make big moves in the market. The methods are extremely popular, and it is very clear that it has acquired a few practical companies for research and development and research. With strength, funds, and vision, fame has risen for a while, but outsiders cannot really see the depth.

Du Ruo thought for a while and said, "Nothing has affected us, right? Chunhe Technology seems to be doing big things. It seems that we are not on a competitive platform with us."

Yi Kun glanced at her quietly.

Du Ruo was embarrassed: "I didn't mean that. We are small and fine." After a while, he suddenly asked, "Brother, I think of a question, can you accept Yuan Qian being acquired?"

Yi Kun thought for a moment: "Of course I want to be my own company, but Yuan Qian is not me alone. It depends on the ideas of other shareholders. But you can rest assured that you have absolute right to speak for your project, and I guarantee that. "

"Thank you."

He leaned into the boss' chair and thought, "If you retire now and go to the beach to bask in the sun, it doesn't seem to be bad."

Du Ruo sighed: "I want to take a vacation too. I'm almost exhausted." Just finished talking and renewed, "Forget it, wait until you're busy."

Yi Kun looked at her for a while, and said, "Recent vacations are not possible. It's okay to relax."

"How to relax?"

"Someone gave me two tickets for the piano concert. Would you like to see it?"

"who?"

"Maxim." He took out the ticket. "If I don't go, I'll make peace to Li Qing."

"Go, I like Maxim."

"Hold the ticket, I'll look for you then."

"Okay." Du Ruo closed it. Seeing that the seats were in the first row was of great value. "You invited me to a concert, and I would invite dinner that day."

"Row."

Du Ruo had trouble finding the restaurant.

The fare is not low, so you have to go back, so I chose a high-end French restaurant in the courtyard.

On the weekend, Yi Kun walked into the restaurant with her, and glanced at the surrounding environment, which was not very useful, and said, "The ticket was sent to me by others, so there is no cost."

"No," Du Ruo explained. "I heard that this place is delicious. It's not good to come alone. I want to eat it myself."

Yi Kun didn't say more.

The two sat down by the window and ordered a meal.

The handsome waiter in a suit poured water into the glasses for two of them, and handed them to Du Ruo, his voice was low and politely praised: "Miss, your lipstick color is very beautiful."

Du Ruo hesitated, then smiled sweetly: "Thank you."

Yi Kun glanced at her. In weekday work, she is so beautiful, she is so beautiful from head to toe, and when she was judged in college, she became the company's signature. He has been discussing business many times, and he will be praised by his beautiful vice president.

"Your pre-dinner is champagne." The handsome man said softly, poured champagne for the two, and allocated the table.

Yi Kun was about to take a sip, and Du Ruo said, "Should I touch the cup?"

Yi Kun stopped, handed over and touched her, and the glass rang softly: "What do you wish?"

"I wish everything well," Du Ruo said seriously.

Yi Kun: "Too greedy."

Du Ruo: "Then make more money."

Yi Kun Dandao said: "Meaning to process capital?"

Du Ruoxiao smiled: "Can you add it?"

"Yes. Double it."

"Really? Then I have to work harder."

"You don't have to do things, just dream."

"..." Du Ruo said, "Brother, this joke is so cold ..."

Yi Kun smiled very lightly and said, "The bonus won't be less for you. Processing funds will wait for the end of the year."

"I am grateful for the bonus." Du Ruo raised a narrow eyebrow and raised his glass for champagne.

The pale golden liquid flowed into her mouth along the crimson lips.

He glanced at her again.

At this time, the waiter served the dishes, the appetizers were fried foie gras and smoked salmon.

Du Ruo quickly took a bite and nodded: "Well, yes. I've come to the right place today."

Yi Kun tasted it, but also rarely felt delicious.

After the appetizer, come with asparagus soup and pea soup. After drinking the soup, the waiter removed the previous plate and cutlery, set the knife and fork again, and served the main course: fried sea bass with truffle sauce, cheese mashed duck breast.

The food on the plate is exceptionally exquisite, which makes the appetite more. Du Ruo picked up the knife and fork, but glanced at his plate.

He noticed: "What?"

"Want to try my fried sea bass?" She asked.

He knew to himself: "Okay."

The corners of her mouth were slightly curved, and she cut a piece of bass for him.

He also cut her duck breast into the dish from as good as a stream: "You try it too."

"Thank you." She enjoyed the food happily.

The corner of his mouth went up inadvertently.

After a meal, the two walked to the concert.

Because the dinner was a bit late, there were only two or three minutes left when the audience arrived. Most of the audience had already entered the venue, saving time in line.

Du Ruo followed Yi Kun into the field and found a seat in the first row of the first floor. As soon as he was about to sit down, he looked away at will, and people became rigid.

Across the aisle, Jingming sat.

She stared at him by mistake, too late to react, and the lights in the venue went out.

The concert started.