After confirming this point, Zheng Shuyi felt a throbbing joy in his heart.
Holding the teacup in her hand, her gaze slowly shifted from Shi Yan's face to the cup.
The bright yellow tea reflected her smiling eyes.
Zheng Shuyi pursed his smile, in order not to make a sound, he could only take a sip.
She didn't appreciate the beauty of good tea, but with Shi Yan's words, Zheng Shuyi felt that drinking this tea was quite comfortable.
"Well, it's delicious." Zheng Shuyi lowered his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly, "It smells like snow, I like it very much."
At this moment, Shi Yan's expression was dull. After drinking a cup, he got up and said, "You guys talk, I'll go to the balcony."
"Uh-huh."
Zheng Shuyi nodded, "Got it."
Shi Yan glanced at the top of her head lightly, said nothing, and walked quickly towards the balcony.
He found a reclining chair, sat down slowly, relaxed and straightened his legs, and watched the fallen leaves outside the window.
Next to the ear, the woman's voice was soft and flexible, stirring the vitality that had not sounded in the empty old house for a long time.
In the morning, the sun is abundant, and through the five-color glass of the old bungalow, the dust becomes lovely, jumping in the colorful light.
—
Guan Xiangcheng said that he was chatting casually, and the topic was not limited to a certain range. Sometimes he pointed out the current market changes accurately, and sometimes he talked about the mistakes caused by his inability to see the situation clearly when he was young.
Time passed quietly in the chatting between the two, sometimes mixed with laughter and laughter, unaware that the sun at noon had already reached the roof.
Shi Yan's shirt was warm in the sun, and when he glanced back, Zheng Shuyi pulled his hair back casually at some point, revealing his entire face, looking at Guan Xiangcheng with bright eyes.
The nanny came over softly and saw that the two were chatting happily, so she had to look at Shi Yan.
Shi Yan nodded to the nanny, put down the phone, got up and walked towards the living room.
"That's right, my first pot of gold was the four hundred and thirty-five yuan. Who would have thought that it has doubled into today's Guan's capital."
Zheng Shuyi was very supportive, and clapped vigorously with a "snap", accompanied by a "Wow!", his emotions were high and his tone was high.
——Suddenly frightened Shi Yan who passed by her a little.
Shi Yan stopped in his tracks, rubbed his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice, "Zheng Shuyi, enough is enough."
Zheng Shuyi's expression froze for an instant, and when he looked up, he saw Shi Yan's slightly disgusted eyes.
"It's time to eat." Shi Yan's voice swept over her head, looking at Guan Xiangcheng.
"Hiss, I forgot the time." Guan Xiangcheng sat up slowly with his knees propped up, "It's okay if I don't talk about it, but I'm really hungry when I talk about it."
"Yeah." Zheng Shuyi turned off the recorder, packed up his things and got up, "I had a great chat with you today, and I will sort out the manuscript for you to review as soon as possible."
She picked up her bag, "Then I won't bother you for now."
"Hey, the food is already on the table, let's go after eating." Guan Xiangcheng pointed to Shi Yan, "He's not in a hurry."
Zheng Shuyi looked towards Shi Yan, he was already in the dining room, standing at the table with his head bowed, slowly intervening with a towel.
Didn't look this way, didn't say anything.
Guan Xiangcheng's family has few people all the year round, so a small table was added in the dining room, only enough for four or five people to sit.
So after he sat opposite Shi Yan, Zheng Shuyi naturally sat next to Shi Yan.
There were four or five dishes on the table, all of which were bland in taste. Guan Xiangcheng didn't have the habit of not eating or sleeping, so he wiped his hands, peeled the boiled shrimp, and said, "Shuyi, how old are you?"
"Twenty-five." Zheng Shuyi said, "What's wrong?"
"Well, it's about the same as I imagined." Guan Xiangcheng nodded, "It fits well with Shi Yan's zodiac sign."
Zheng Shuyi blinked, and subconsciously looked at Shi Yan.
He lowered his head and held the vegetables in his hands, without saying a word, as if he didn't hear.
"Hmm..." Zheng Shuyi whispered, "I think so too."
From Guan Xiangcheng's occasional conversations at the dinner table, Zheng Shuyi understood that he still thought he had that kind of relationship with Shi Yan.
But Guan Xiangcheng is not a person who is keen to use the relationship of the younger generation as a source of ridicule, and occasionally speaks a few words, but does not directly point it out.
And Shi Yan couldn't refute clearly.
Just like the day at the racecourse, if Shi Yan said it right now, it would embarrass Guan Xiangcheng instead.
Zheng Shuyi wanted to laugh every time he saw Shi Yan unable to answer the conversation.
Since she provoked this scene, let her continue acting.
"I have also been in contact with a lot of journalists." Guan Xiangcheng mentioned in a sentence, "Old friends I used to know have worked for many years, and finally changed careers one after another."
"Especially in this era, with the decline of paper media and journalists no longer being the mouthpiece of society as before, it is not easy for girls to persevere."
Zheng Shuyi answered, "Actually, most of the reporters in our magazine are girls."
She glanced at Shi Yan, and pointed, "And they're all pretty."
"Well, this is the same." Shi Yan didn't speak, Guan Xiangcheng didn't know the purpose of Zheng Shuyi's words, so he said, "Good appearance is also an unspoken rule, who doesn't like to look at beautiful girls during interviews?" .”
Zheng Shuyi poked the ribs with chopsticks, "Well, Mr. Shi really likes good-looking female reporters."
Shi Yan finally stopped being silent, and turned to glance at Zheng Shuyi.
The meaning of the warning is self-evident.
"Isn't it?" Zheng Shuyi looked up at him, "The intern who attended the press conference with me last time, didn't you stare at him for a long time?"
"Oh?" Guan Xiangcheng said slowly, "Is there such a thing?"
Shi Yan stared at Zheng Shuyi closely, and when the two looked at each other, Zheng Shuyi was inexplicably guilty, his momentum gradually weakened, and he lowered his head and bit his ribs.
Only then did Shi Yan look away, and said flatly, "No."
"Yes." Zheng Shuyi answered with her head buried, "You still ask me where I'm going, and I say I'm not feeling well and I went home, and you still ask me what's wrong."
Guan Xiangcheng's eyes gradually took on a sense of exploration, and he wandered between the two of them.
Zheng Shuyi didn't look up, but could feel Shi Yan's gaze on her.
She doesn't look up.
As long as you don't look at him, your momentum will not be weak.
After a while, Shi Yan touched the back molars with the tip of his tongue, and said word by word: "I'm kidding you."
"real?"
At this time, Zheng Shuyi really didn't know whether he was perfecting his image in front of Guan Xiangcheng, or telling the truth.
He looked at him with burning eyes.
Looking into her eyes, they looked at each other for a moment, put down the chopsticks in their hands, and raised their eyelids, "Then how do you believe it?"
With your attitude, only ghosts will believe it.
Zheng Shuyi quietly looked away and stopped talking.
I thought this topic would just go around like this.
Suddenly, Zheng Shuyi pointed to the boiled shrimp on the table and said, "Then I want to eat this."
When Shi Yan just picked up the chopsticks, he paused and turned his head to look at her again.
Zheng Shuyi blinked, with a naive look on his face, and repeated again: "I want to eat shrimp."
The two staring at each other at this moment is like a silent game in front of Guan Xiangcheng.
Girls, on the other hand, naturally have some advantages.
Shi Yan stared at her closely, retreating step by step in the sudden light of her pupils.
A bright red shrimp appeared in the bowl.
Zheng Shuyi took an inch and said, "If you don't peel it off for me..."
Seeing Shi Yan's gaze suddenly, Zheng Shuyi stopped talking.
He lowered his head, wiped his hands clean again with a towel, and carefully peeled off the shell of the shrimp.
But he didn't put it into his own mouth, but put it in the banquet bowl.
"Give."
—
After the meal, Zheng Shuyi really couldn't stay any longer.
She simply packed up her things and left with Shi Yan.
The driver had already pulled the car to the door and waited.
Shi Yan walked quickly, opened the car door in two or three steps, and then turned around impatiently.
"boarding."
Zheng Shuyi originally wanted to get in the car safely and leave, but when he heard his tone, his steps stopped moving.
She looked at Shi Yan with her hands behind her back, and she didn't realize that her voice was a bit artificial.
"The weather is fine today, the sun is so big, it makes people feel very comfortable in the sun."
"I don't want to take a car, I want to take a walk."
She took a step forward slowly, "Why don't you walk with me."
A gust of wind blew, and a few dead leaves fell down again.
Shi Yan leaned against the car door, turned his head to look at Zheng Shuyi for a long time, and then slowly said: "Zheng Shuyi, can't everything satisfy you?"
Zheng Shuyi: "..."
Perhaps it was the great victory at the dinner table that gave her great courage. She stared at Shi Yan and said, "I not only make heaven and earth, but I also compose poems."
Shi Yan remained silent, looking at her with a little frivolity in his eyes.
Zheng Shuyi said word by word: "Shuyi doesn't know that Jiangcheng is far away, and Xiaoyan of the Shi family is jealous of Xue."
"..."
The fallen leaves of the big tree didn't seem to dare to fall anymore, hanging on the treetops as if they were about to fall.
When Zheng Shuyi spoke, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
After a long silence, Shi Yan narrowed his eyes, slowly lowered his hands, and walked towards her step by step.
Seeing his aura, as if he was going to eat people, Zheng Shuyi was timid, and took a step back silently.
But she had no way to retreat, and was easily grabbed by his wrist.
Then dragged to the car.
"boarding."
Zheng Shuyi's heart was pounding, he didn't dare to struggle, and sat on it politely.
Then, the door was slammed shut.
Shi Yan stood outside, looking at her coldly.
Through the window, his eyes looked particularly terrifying, and Zheng Shuyi shrank his neck unconsciously.
After a long time, he finally stopped looking closely at Zheng Shuyi, raised his hand and knocked on the front window.
The car drove away slowly under his captivating gaze.
Zheng Shuyi lay on the car window, watching Shi Yan's figure gradually shrinking.
And that aura seemed to hang around her all the time.
If Sister Liang Jingru gave her another chance, she vowed that she would never waste courage like this again.
—
This afternoon, Zheng Shuyi was sorting out the manuscript at home peacefully.
There was a conversation between her and Guan Xiangcheng in the recorder. Although the content was not compact, it contained a lot of information, and she quickly sank into it.
The hour hand went round and round, and the sky darkened.
Clouds covered the sun, revealing only a few glimmers of cloudy light.
The room was so quiet that the ticking of seconds could be heard.
A voice that did not belong to Zheng Shuyi and Guan Xiangcheng suddenly appeared in the recorder.
—— "Zheng Shuyi, enough is enough for you."
Zheng Shuyi came back to his senses quickly, raised his head and rubbed his eyes, sighed heavily, and then lay down on the table. If I knew it earlier, I would have listened to the persuasion, and enough is enough.
Ugh.
Now it's all right, probably playing off again.
Early the next morning, Zheng Shuyi took his first draft to the magazine office.
She wrote the manuscript very late last night, and she didn't feel very refreshed in the morning. She walked all the way to the work station with Hache, and poured herself a cup of coffee as soon as she sat down.
"Monday Syndrome, tsk tsk." Kong Nan was infected by Zheng Shuyi and yawned together, his face was full of sleepiness, "I stayed up late last night to watch a drama, went to bed at three o'clock, almost couldn't wake up in the morning, and didn't even wash my hair. What about you, what are you doing, why do you look like you have a serious lack of sleep?"
Zheng Shuyi stared at the computer for a while, before saying, "Write a manuscript."
"Did the interview go well?" Kong Nan whispered, "Nothing happened this time, right?"
"..."
Zheng Shuyi lowered her eyes and snorted softly, "It went well, the manuscript was sent to the editor-in-chief last night."
It's only Monday, and the office is already busy, surrounded by the sound of typing.
Zheng Shuyi was still a little sleepy, turned his neck and looked to the other side.
At the other end of the office area, Xu Yuling came early, holding a cup of coffee, chatting with her intern there.
Unlike Zheng Shuyi, she looked very energetic today. She was wearing a light yellow chiffon shirt, and the tassels were blown up by the air conditioner.
The four words "spring breeze is proud" are clearly written on the face.
Just in time, Xu Yuling also took a look there, and happened to meet Zheng Shuyi's eyes.
Xu Yuling's eyes were big, with eyelashes planted, and when the eyelids were lifted and closed, the eyes that looked at him seemed to be without kindness, which made the person being looked at very uncomfortable.
Zheng Shuyi didn't know what she was proud of, turned her head away, picked up the cup and walked towards the tea room.
She didn't have much appetite in the morning and couldn't eat much, so she decided to make herself a cup of cereal.
Hot water gushed out, and at the same time there was a sound of high-heeled shoes behind her.
Zheng Shuyi knew who it was without looking back.
"I heard you had an interview yesterday?" Xu Yuling asked casually.
Zheng Shuyi didn't look back: "Yes."
"You really are, it's the end of the year, and you're still working so hard."
Xu Yuling didn't leave after receiving the water, and leaned against the cabinet, "I don't have any good resources right now, and I can't get the important pages after doing interviews, so I might as well have a good rest."
Zheng Shuyi was stirring the oatmeal and was about to speak when Xu Yuling suddenly stood up straight and hurried out.
Zheng Shuyi looked back, and it turned out that Tang Yi had come.
Xu Yuling didn't even take the cup, called "editor-in-chief" from a distance, and followed her into the office.
—
There was a regular meeting at 9:30 on Monday morning. Before that, it was not easy to do anything in this fragmented time. Everyone was a little loose and got together in twos and threes.
Qin Shiyue was a few minutes late again, and when she entered the company, Zheng Shuyi, Kong Nan and some people from other groups were standing and chatting on the balcony.
She put down her bag and walked over with a box of chocolates to invite everyone to eat.
Everyone was sharing chocolates when there was a sudden movement from the editor's office, followed by a slamming door that alarmed everyone.
Seeing that it was Xu Yuling, Kong Nan coughed and muttered, "Why did you slam the door again? Will she pay for the editor's office being broken?"
Someone originally wanted to answer Kong Nan's words, but when they saw Xu Yuling walking towards them in a panic, they all shut up.
She stared fixedly at Zheng Shuyi, her high heels seemed to cut through the ground, and walked towards her step by step.
Everyone saw that her footsteps were a little unsteady, but they didn't know that she was already trembling with anger in Tang Yi's office just now.
At the end of the year, all walks of life are sprinting KPI.
The columnists were no exception. Xu Yuling didn't have any important pages this year. Fortunately, after crying to the editor-in-chief, she got the reprint of the last issue at the end of the year, which was the top priority.
She also paid a lot for this task, dredged up a lot of contacts, and even bought a brand-name bag for the middleman. Finally, she contacted the co-founders of the three commercial banks and conducted a concentrated interview.
Its gold content is so high, she is very confident that she can turn around in one fell swoop and get rid of the suppression of Zheng Shuyi in the past two years.
Unexpectedly, she went to Tang Yi with the manuscript confidently, but was told that the key pages at the end of the year were written by Zheng Shuyi.
She was not reconciled, not angry, and asked Tang Yi why he backed down.
On the contrary, Tang Yi was a little impatient and asked her to go to the editor-in-chief directly.
"I handed in Guan Xiangcheng's interview draft this morning. You say you are the editor-in-chief, how do you arrange it?"
Xu Yuling's mind suddenly buzzed, as if he was in an ice cellar.
This sentence broke Xu Yuling's intention of struggling, but it also aroused even more hostility.
She went straight to Zheng Shuyi, pushed open the balcony door forcefully, her chest heaved violently, and the door behind her shook and creaked.
Everyone looked at her.
Zheng Shuyi held a piece of chocolate in his hand, knowing that Xu Yuling was coming towards her, but he didn't speak, just looked at her.
"Yes, Zheng Shuyi." Xu Yuling tilted his head and sneered, "Even Guan Xiangcheng's contacts have been cleared."
Zheng Shuyi took a bite of the chocolate and nodded, "I'm lucky recently."
"Good luck?" Xu Yuling sneered, "Guan Xiangcheng hasn't appeared in front of the media for many years, you tell me this is luck?"
Zheng Shuyi raised his eyes and looked at her lightly, "Then what do you think?"
Xu Yuling crossed his arms and looked Zheng Shuyi up and down, "Who doesn't know that reporter Zheng Da is so beautiful, I'm afraid he has used his advantages to the extreme. No wonder he is dressed up recently, but he never sees anyone after get off work."
What he said was unambiguous, even vicious, not to mention that Kong Nan immediately turned black when he heard it, and even the people in other groups frowned slightly.
They are all colleagues, and it is too ugly to talk like this.
But the person involved, Zheng Shuyi, chewed the chocolate in his mouth, swallowed it slowly, and wiped his hands with the paper towel.
Then he said slowly: "If I rely on my beauty to do my job, do you think you can still stand in front of me and speak properly?"