As April approached, spring came early in Jiangcheng. The temperature had once soared to 17 degrees in the past few days. Wen Yu got up and opened the curtains, and the room was filled with sunlight.
Continuous good weather is also constantly healing her mood.
It has been almost a month since Wen Yu returned to Jiangcheng.
The day after she got wet in the rain, she developed a high fever when she came back from the Huatian Night Market. You Xin was afraid that something might happen, so she had no choice but to contact Wen Qingyou.
Wen Qingyou rushed to Beijing on the earliest flight, this time he never let Wen Yu's temper go, and brought him back to Jiangcheng overnight.
Afterwards, Wen Yu was banned from walking by her brother, and she was not allowed to go anywhere.
In fact, they are not allowed to have the idea of returning to Beijing.
Wen Qingyou had expected this day for Wen Yu a long time ago, so he stayed in the country and never left.
Fortunately, all of this was hidden from Wen Yi'an, the old father didn't know anything, and thought that his daughter was working hard in Beijing and was brought home by her brother.
At eight o'clock, Zhou Yue called: "Are you up?"
Wen Yu replied to him while changing her clothes: "Get up, I'll come to the meeting after I have something to eat."
"Well, slow down on the road, it's foggy today."
After hanging up the phone, Wen Yu quickly washed up, and after the end, two slices of toast were out of the oven. She poured the milk, and quickly browsed the news of the entertainment and investment circles during the meal.
At half past eight in the morning, Wen Yu went out.
It was still her Ferrari red laferrar.
Twenty minutes later, Wen Yu arrived at the parking lot of a high-end office building in Jiangcheng, and then went straight to the 12th floor of this building.
1201, an office just arrived in Baiping.
The company name is written on the back of the wall at the entrance reception desk - "Pisces Entertainment"
"All our information has been sent to the organizer. It is said that we are the smallest one among all the participating investors."
"It doesn't matter if they are small, don't they also have many small IPs, we start from small and develop slowly." Wen Yu pointed to a document on the table, "Hey, this "Pretty Woman in the Harem" is not bad, I have read the original book , the characters have tension, and the plot is also very humorous, suitable for low-cost online dramas. Don't worry, we don't compete with others for popularity, no problem."
Zhou Yue nodded, "It's fine if you think it's good, after all, I've been following him for so long."
"..."
The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.
Wen Yu hummed, without any emotion on her face, but her heart was already disturbed by this light and fluffy word.
She pretended not to care and went to pour water, Zhou Yue asked behind her again:
"Will he come tomorrow?"
"..."
The water slowly flowed into the cup, Wen Yu was silent for a while,
"Won't."
"At that time, the copyright auction meeting was held in their company, and the person in charge of the copyright department would come directly."
Otherwise, she would not dare to sign up.
The time was neither long nor short, and the two hadn't seen each other for almost a month.
In the first few days, I felt dizzy with fever, and I was crying and saying sorry to him in my dream, but then I got better, woke up, and found myself in Jiangcheng, and I always felt that the past three months were unreal.
It seemed that it was just a dream after three months of sleep.
And that person never appeared again.
Wen Yu's thoughts were distracted, and she was brought back by a phone call.
Zhou Yue helped her pick up the phone: "Your father is calling."
"Yuyu, are you busy at the company? Your Uncle Liu invited us to dinner tonight. He said that he would introduce you to a senior in this industry, which will also help your career."
Wen Yu sighed: "No need, Dad, Brother Yue and I are still sorting out the materials for tomorrow's auction, and there is still a lot of work to prepare."
"Yuyu, although Dad has never been involved in the entertainment industry, every industry is the same. Personal connections are very important. Your small company has just been established. It is only good for you to know more people, let alone your Uncle Liu. Introduced, be obedient, Xingsheng Restaurant, at seven o’clock in the evening, come with A Yue.”
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yue also persuaded Wen Yu: "Uncle is right, connections are very important."
Of course Wen Yu knew this truth, but tomorrow was the auction, she was a little nervous and wanted to do all the work properly.
"Don't be so nervous," Zhou Yue comforted her, "It's just a bidding project, you are not familiar with it, but I am."
The Huadu Group went bankrupt, but Zhou Yue did not leave. After finishing all the finishing work in about three months, he happened to meet Wen Yu who was recovering from illness and wanted to start his own company.
Anyway, we have to recruit people. Of course, Wen Yi'an strongly recommends this excellent man who has been with him for many years to continue to assist his daughter—
"Ah Yue will help me rest assured."
Wen Qingyou also agreed with his father's arrangement. Originally, he wanted to sponsor his sister's business with his own money, but Wen Yu was stubborn and didn't want anyone's money. She mortgaged the car and house under her name to open Pisces Entertainment.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, a private plane landed slowly at Jiangcheng Airport.
Inside the cabin, a long-haired woman looked out the window and said with emotion: "Jiangcheng is much warmer than Beijing. No wonder people say it's like spring all year round. I like this city the most. It's suitable for holding hands and dating."
Jiang Yuhe glanced at her speechlessly: "You say that in every city you go to."
"So what~" Jiang Lingwei glanced at her younger brother: "At least I maintain my enthusiasm for love, unlike you, when my mother gave birth to you, did you stop thinking about the world or something, have you ever liked a woman?" ah?"
Jiang Yuhe was asked this question almost all the way,
He sighed, thinking that he shouldn't have agreed to let Jiang Lingwei come with him on this business trip.
Two weeks ago, Jiang Lingwei and her grandma came back from the United States, and the house suddenly became more lively.
Finally, Jiang Yuhe was pulled out of the inextricable suffocation and dullness.
"Little boy, do you want to have a social event later in the evening, so I won't go?" Jiang Lingwei said.
Jiang Yuhe frowned, "I told you a few times, don't call me that."
"What's wrong with calling you that? My sister has been calling you that since she was a child. Don't you understand that your elder sister is like your mother? You're not married." After a pause, Jiang Lingwei looked at him in a leisurely way: "You get married if you have the ability, Jiang Yuhe."
"..."
Jiang Yuhe has been restrained by Jiang Lingwei as an older sister since he was a child. There is a two-year age difference between the two. Jiang Lingwei is proficient in five languages and is quite strong. She is also one of the top executives of Yasheng. It's just that I prefer freedom by nature, and my mind is not entirely on the family business.
The car came to pick up the two siblings, Jiang Lingwei said: "I'll go to the bar in Jiangcheng to sit at night, you don't need to worry about me."
Who wants to control you.
Jiang Yuhe glanced at her lightly: "Take it easy, don't get angry."
Jiang Lingwei snorted, and said with disdain: "Your sister and I are high-end players, so I have high vision, okay?"
After a pause, he looked out of the window and said with emotion: "It's been a long time since I fell in love with one."
It was rare for Jiang Yuhe to see something different in his sister's eyes, "Seriously?"
Jiang Lingwei immediately sat upright, put on sunglasses, noble and glamorous: "Impossible, I'm not married."
The car quickly sent the two to the hotel, and after a short rest, it was time for dinner.
Jiang Yuhe changed his clothes and prepared to go to the appointment.
After getting in the car, Li Bai handed Jiang Yuhe a piece of paper: "The address has been found."
Jiang Yuhe glanced at it, said nothing, folded it and put it in his pocket.
Li Bai asked worriedly: "Do you have to go to this dinner tonight? You haven't had a good rest this month. I'm afraid you won't be able to survive."
"Uncle Liu and my dad have a little friendship, he opened his mouth, I'll go over and have a drink to save face and leave." Jiang Yuhe was indeed very tired, and his voice was very flat.
"Then..." Li Bai hesitated for a long time before asking, "When will I go find her?"
However, the man in the back seat did not reply for a long time.
Li Bai turned his head quietly, and found that he had closed his eyes to rest his mind, so he didn't bother him any more, he just told the driver to drive lightly and stop slowly, so that Jiang Yuhe could take a rest as much as possible.
Although Jiang Yuhe didn't speak, Li Bai also knew that Jiang Cheng's trip was for Wen Yu.
The Copyright Auction Conference was originally held in Rongcheng this month. Unexpectedly, there were some problems between the organizer and the local Political Propaganda Department. After seeking Jiang Yuhe's opinion, they wanted to change the event to Jiangcheng or Huacheng.
He chose Jiangcheng.
Even, come over in person.
Others may not know the reason, but Li Bai is very aware of the knot in Jiang Yuhe's heart, and he has never let go of it.
After driving quietly like this for ten minutes, the car drove into the main street next to the Jiaoyue River. It was the evening rush hour, and the surrounding traffic was coming and going.
Suddenly, there was an engine sound from far and near behind.
The roar was so arrogant that it woke up Jiang Yuhe directly.
He looked sideways, and saw a red Ferrari LaFerrar passing by the commercial vehicle he was riding in, and passed by like a gust of wind.
Li Bai shook his head straight: "I will definitely not be able to bear to sit in that car."
The driver in the front row said out of habit: "Hey, you don't know, this is a famous sports car player in our Jiangcheng, a girl, not to mention beautiful, she is better at cars than many men."
Jiang Yuhe was about to keep closing his eyes, but the driver in the front seat added another sentence - "It's a pity, the family went bankrupt, and now I'm starting my own business, so I'm quite resilient."
The word bankruptcy successfully drew back Jiang Yuhe's attention.
Li Bai also noticed the subtle key words.
He saw Jiang Yuhe's eyes, and immediately asked the driver, "What's the name of the girl you're talking about?"
The driver smiled, "The former Miss Huadu Group, everyone in Jiangcheng doesn't know her, Wen Yu, does the boss know her?"
Li Bai: "..."
Jiang Yuhe: "..."
At this moment, the car stopped at a red light, and Wen Yu's conspicuous red car stopped first.
After a while, Jiang Yuhe said calmly, "Follow."
The driver was taken aback: "Huh?"
Li Bai pointed to the front: "Follow if you are told."
Good guy, this makes it difficult for an old driver who is nearly fifty years old.
Wen Yu drove extremely wildly, nimble as a snake, following the old driver until he was sweating, and tried his best not to lose track.
Jiang Yuhe remembered the first time when he brought her home from the nursing home, he deliberately drove very fast, but what was her reaction at that time
Jiang Yuhe still remembers her pitiful look at that time—
Grabbing the handrail, "Brother, I'm afraid."
Looking at the well-known sports car player in Jiangcheng in front of him, Jiang Yuhe didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.
Coincidentally, Wen Yu's car also stopped at the entrance of Xingsheng Restaurant.
The old driver stopped the car and wiped his sweat quietly beside him, panting.
Jiang Yuhe didn't move, looking at the red car in front of him.
After a while, a man came out first from the side co-pilot.
White shirt, gold-rimmed glasses, a bit familiar.
After a pause, someone came out from the driver's seat.
The door opened, and the first thing I saw was a pair of long legs wrapped in high boots, followed by a very short black skirt, and a head of long curly hair that slid down the shoulders.
The figure stepped out of the car and stood up straight.
Her face, her person.
her body.
Gradually focus and concentrate in Jiang Yuhe's eyes.
The man took a windbreaker from the back of the car and handed it to Wen Yu. He didn't know what to say, unfolded the coat and forcibly put it on her body.
The two walked into the restaurant side by side.
Each of these actions has a huge amount of information, and it is all information that can make the person behind explode. Li Bai's heart jumped in his throat, and he looked in the rearview mirror silently.
Jiang Yuhe's eyes were as dark as the sky at this moment, covered with residual clouds, bottomless.
The driver had long since dared not make a sound, so Li Bai could only try to relieve himself, "Maybe, it's just a friend."
Jiang Yuhe didn't answer his words, and looked away lightly, as if he didn't see anything, his eyes were very calm.
But Li Bai knew that the more peaceful he was, the more terrifying those who were suppressed by deposition would be.
When going upstairs, Wen Yu said to Zhou Yue while buttoning her windbreaker: "Can you stop treating me like a child like my brother?"
"That can't be done," Zhou Yue replied as he walked, "Before your brother left, I told you that I can't let you freeze anymore. You got pneumonia last time. It's cold at night, so it won't hurt to keep warm."
"... Whatever you do, you have the final say."
Wen Qingyou went to City B for business, Zhou Yue directly became the second Wen Qingyou, taking care of everything like his own brother.
While Wen Yu buttoned up her windbreaker, she also found the box, pushed open the door, and Wen Yi'an had already arrived.
Sitting next to him was the old acquaintance Uncle Liu.
"Yu'er is here, hurry up, this is Uncle Liu, do you still recognize him?" Wen Yi'an beckoned to introduce him.
Wen Yu stepped forward respectfully: "Hello, Uncle Liu."
Liu Zhengming used to be neighbors with the Wen family, and later his family immigrated abroad. When he came back to visit relatives this time, he learned that his old neighbor's business was not going well. Fortunately, his daughter is smart and active, and now she is working hard to start a business. Of course, he has to help out.
"Yu'er is already so old, and now is a big girl, sit down." Liu Zhengming said, "It's a coincidence that my neighbors in the United States are in this business. It's top-notch, but the couple are now focusing on the two-person world, and the business is handed over to their son, who happens to be in Jiangcheng tonight, so I just wanted to let you meet, so that it will help Yu'er's career in the future. good."
Wen Yu didn't pay attention to these things, she was almost late and hurried over, now she was very thirsty.
There was ready-made tea in front of her, and Wen Yu took a few sips of it when she heard the door open behind her, and then Liu Zhengming stood up and said, "Hey, the guests are here."
Wen Yu quickly swallowed the water in her mouth, but when she turned around, she bumped into a familiar black figure.
And that indifferent look in his eyes that would be messed up at a glance.
Wen Yu felt that the water he just drank boiled instantly.
The heat made her feel hot and numb from her heels to her scalp.
She was sitting at the round table in a daze, watching Liu Zhengming greet people enthusiastically and saying some polite words, the atmosphere couldn't be more normal.
But she didn't seem to hear anything.
Everything around her seemed to disappear in an instant, and the people around her also blurred. She only had eyes for the figure standing in front of her.
Wen Yu couldn't believe it, but was at a loss.
How could it be him…
"Yuyu?" Wen Yi'an's voice pulled her back, prompting: "Your Uncle Liu introduced you, why are you in a daze, this is Mr. Jiang."
Wen Yu looked closely at Jiang Yuhe, feeling inexplicably as if her throat was blocked by something, and she couldn't make a sound.
But she stood up mechanically and stretched out her hand: "Jiang, Mr. Jiang."
"Hello, Miss Wen." Jiang Yuhe's tone could not hear the slightest fluctuation, it was really as calm as greeting a stranger.
Before Liu Zhengming got to know Zhou Yue, he hurriedly asked Wen Yi'an beside him, Wen Yi'an smiled, and said something in his ear, Liu Zhengming laughed loudly, "Understood, understood!"
Then he introduced to Jiang Yuhe meaningfully: "This is Zhou Yue, Xiaoyu's right-hand man, and my old neighbor's future son-in-law, you understand."
"..."
What son-in-law
Wen Yu's eyebrows twitched, she immediately distanced herself from Zhou Yue, and solemnly declared, "Uncle Liu, no, absolutely not."
However, her weak voice was quickly drowned out by the laughter of the two old neighbors. Everyone was immersed in the joy of being together, and no one cared for this explanation.
"Come on, Yuhe, sit here."
"Okay." Jiang Yuhe was still calm.
He walked past Wen Yu expressionlessly, as if passing someone he didn't know at all.
After everyone was seated, Zhou Yue leaned against the dazed Wen Yu's ear and reminded her: "Sit down first, we'll talk about the rest later."
Only then did Wen Yu wake up, and sat down in her seat.
But she ate this meal without taste and absent-mindedness, but Wen Yi'an, who didn't know anything about it, used her strong social skills to keep Wen Yu and Jiang Yuhe clinking glasses to show their friendship.
Wen Yu was like a thorn on her back, obviously she had participated in similar business entertainments before, and she was not able to speak with ease, but she would not be completely led by Wen Yi'an like a puppet like now.
After finally reaching the midfield, Jiang Yuhe's cell phone rang, and he didn't know who was looking for him, so he lightly reported the box number.
The two old neighbors probably drank too much and went to the bathroom together.
Wen Yu, Jiang Yuhe, and Zhou Yue were left in the box immediately.
Those who don't know have left, and the rest have no need to put on airs.
Holding the wine glass in his hand, Jiang Yuhe glanced coldly at Zhou Yue twice, then smiled suddenly, "It's you."
His smile is very deep, there is not only a kind of self-mockery of sudden realization, but also a kind of dismissiveness after seeing through it.
Jiang Yuhe has an amazing memory, and he quickly recognized that this was the "good-hearted man" Wen Yu called him when he got lost that day.
It is conceivable how many scenes this woman has acted in front of him, and it is such a blatant deception.
Zhou Yue took the initiative to extend his hand: "Long time no see, Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Yuhe's eyes fell on his hands, he concentrated for a moment and then retracted, took a sip of wine, without any intention of responding.
His eyes were full of contempt, and Zhou Yue was left aside in embarrassment.
Wen Yu guessed that Jiang Yuhe must be annoyed that Zhou Yue was also an actor arranged by herself, so she opened her mouth and tried to say something: "Mr. Jiang, actually—"
The box door was suddenly pushed open, and a beautiful woman stood outside the door, and asked Jiang Yuhe, "Is it over?"
Wen Yu: "..."
Jiang Yuhe didn't look back, just looked at Wen Yu, "Actually what."
The aura around him was so cold that every time Wen Yu wanted to get closer to him, she was scared back. Now that she saw a woman coming to him, she shut her mouth tightly.
"No, no, I just want to ask if you are full."
…
I'm pretty damn full.
Jiang Yuhe was silent for a few seconds, then pulled away the napkin, got up and walked out.
Wen Yu was taken aback, "Are you leaving?"
Jiang Yuhe didn't respond to her any more, and left the box directly.
Wen Yu paused for a few seconds, but still couldn't hold back and chased after him. Seeing that beautiful woman hooking Jiang Yuhe's arm, talking and laughing, she didn't know what to say to him.
But he still had the same expression, flat and flat, without any ups and downs.
The dinner party came to an abrupt end.
Originally, Jiang Yuhe only wanted to come and have a drink before leaving, but he didn't expect that the "junior" he was going to meet was actually Wen Yu.
It turns out that there really is such a wonderful fate in the world.
When you are struggling and hesitating whether to go back or not, God will always meet each other again through various encounters.
But seeing each other again was like a joke.
"I made this trip in vain. The most famous bar in Jiangcheng is closed today for reorganization, and it will not open until the day after tomorrow. Let's not leave the day after tomorrow. How about we go together then." Jiang Lingwei said for a long time and saw that his brother didn't reply, and turned to look.
Jiang Yuhe's face was very dark, and most of his tie was pulled away, looking very upset.
Jiang Lingwei seldom saw his brother so irritable, so he paused, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Yuhe didn't want to talk, but said: "I'll take you back to the hotel now."
Jiang Lingwei felt bad: "Where are you going?"
where to go
Of course it's where it's supposed to go.
The dinner ended hastily, and Wen Yi'an and Liu Zhengming's old neighbors rarely met. They stayed in the restaurant and continued to drink and chat. Wen Yu had no intention of being company, and drove home by herself after the meeting.
She didn't know why the "senior" that Liu Zhengming recommended to meet was Jiang Yuhe.
If she had known it was him, she wouldn't have come if she was killed.
Come to experience the feeling of being treated indifferently like this again, isn't it looking for abuse
Wen Yu went back to her apartment sullenly, stayed in the parking lot for a while, and silently took out her phone.
Jiang Yuhe's WeChat is still at the top of the friend list, and Wen Yu will see him whenever he takes out his phone for a month.
But it won't open it.
I have been trying my best to forget the three months in Beijing, but he suddenly appeared again.
Disrupt all the Qingming that I have managed to maintain.
This nasty man.
Wen Yu lay on the steering wheel depressedly, watching the last conversation between the two on WeChat.
Jyh: [Thank you for the reminder, delete it now.]
Heartless man.
Delete it if you say it.
No matter what, I called you brother for three months.
Wen Yu sighed in frustration, got out of the car, and couldn't calm down after entering the elevator.
His mind was full of images of meeting Jiang Yuhe just now in the restaurant.
From the beginning to the end, he didn't seem to have looked at himself directly.
That feeling was so uncomfortable, Wen Yu would rather lie at home and get pneumonia again than look at him like that.
She stared at her phone distractedly, and when the elevator dinged, she stood up straight and walked out, but in a strange way, she typed a line in the dialog box while walking:
[I haven't seen you for a month. Do you treat me like this? Do you have any heart...]
Don't dare to complain about him face to face, but complaining about his WeChat account can relieve your depression a little bit.
Wen Yu made up his mind, and whenever he thinks of him, he will come to this WeChat and say, anyway, he can't see him even if he deletes himself.
The moment she pressed that paragraph to send, Wen Yu's desire to complain was greatly released, but she only experienced that relief for a second before she suddenly froze in place.
The whole person froze in a daze.
The green bar shows sending very normally.
The official did not pop up any non-friend prompts.
Wen Yu was stunned.
In just half a second, the brain fell into a strong and blank blank, whiter than a TV with no signal.
Didn't he "delete it now"!
Why didn't you delete it!
Ahhhhh!
Luckily, Wen Yu still had a sliver of reason, she frantically pressed the withdraw button, but just as she was about to operate, a ghostly new WeChat notification sounded clearly from the stairwell.
Wen Yu's apartment has two households on one elevator, and when she got out of the elevator, she turned left and walked two steps to her home.
So now the beep is...
Suddenly, driven by intuition, Wen Yu made an irrational but terrifying guess.
She raised her head slowly, and soon saw a pair of black leather shoes and black straight trouser legs, a casual but indifferent figure.
The man leaned against the door, looked away from the phone, and looked at her lightly:
"What attitude do you want from me?"
Wen Yu: "..."
"Open the door," he said commandingly.