Zheng Shuyi admitted that when she sat up, she deliberately bent her posture, managed her expression, and even calmly adjusted how to position her legs for the best look.
She doesn't know how good Shi Yan's eyes are, and whether she can discover her inner beauty, so the outer beauty must always be clearly displayed in front of him.
But at this moment, the car windows were open, and the cold wind that was about to enter the winter was pouring into the car as if it didn't cost money.
Zheng Shuyi lost all thoughts, put his legs back calmly, wrapped his coat tightly, took out the recorder, cleared his throat, and said, "Mr. Shi, shall I turn on the recorder now?"
Shi Yan leaned back on the back chair, closed his eyes, and without opening his mouth, he said "um" in response to Zheng Shuyi's words.
I'm afraid I'm going to fall asleep in the next second.
Do I look so unattractive
Zheng Shuyi was cursing in his heart, but his mouth was obedient, "I will record the whole process, and I will check it with you after the final draft is out."
After finishing speaking, Shi Yan didn't respond, and still kept his eyes closed.
Zheng Shuyi dug out the outline.
"The topic of this interview mainly revolves around the role of the RMB as a pillar currency in Asian currency cooperation and the role of the RMB in East Asia. First, I would like to ask you to talk about the role of a large commercial bank in promoting the internationalization of the RMB. What preparations do you think you need to make?"
After hearing Zheng Shuyi's words, Shi Yan turned his head to the side, pressed his chin, and gave Zheng Shuyi a casual look.
Zheng Shuyi didn't know what this meant, so he had to look back.
Unexpectedly, Shi Yan didn't look away, she didn't know what expression to put on when they looked at each other, so she could only blink her eyes.
Putting aside other factors, she has been preparing for this job for a long time, and naturally she has as much anxiety as she has anticipation.
After a while, Shi Yan didn't know what to think of, let out a little snort in his nose, and then looked away.
Zheng Shuyi:
If it wasn't for my ulterior motives for you, I would have to let you talk about what your micro-expression means today.
When Zheng Shuyi was slandering, Shi Yan raised his hand and loosened the tie, and then began to answer Zheng Shuyi's question.
When he uttered the first sentence, Zheng Shuyi hadn't recovered yet, was taken aback for a moment, and immediately lowered his head and began to record.
What Shi Yan said was very logical and interlocking, and he answered sentence by sentence. Although there were not many words, the amount of information was full. Zheng Shuyi did not dare to miss a sentence, and listened carefully.
The car kept moving forward at high speed, went up the mountain road, entered the tunnel, and circled the overpass. Zheng Shuyi never raised his head to notice the changes outside the window.
She threw out topics one by one, and had little free time to think about where the car would go.
When she finished asking about the content of the outline, the recording pen showed that one hour and fifty-six minutes had passed.
It is actually very difficult to catch up with his train of thought, the requirements for attention are almost at the level of the exam, and during the period, he has to analyze what he said so that he will not ask repeated questions to make him laugh, so Zheng Shuyi recorded the last points At that time, there was already a fine layer of sweat on the palms of the hands.
Zheng Shuyi raised her head, glanced at Shi Yan, and saw that his expression was calm, but not as nervous as her.
Her gaze gradually rested on his eyes.
Viewed from the side, the lenses coated his eyelashes with a layer of light, showing no emotion, but it was hard to look away.
"Have you finished asking?" Shi Yan suddenly turned to look at her.
Zheng Shuyi suddenly looked away: "It's over."
next second.
Zheng Shuyi: "..."
The already quiet car seemed even quieter.
She closed the pen cap, pretended nothing happened, flipped through the notebook with a downcast face, trying to hide her embarrassment of peeking at him being caught.
After a moment of silence, Zheng Shuyi began to feel a little uneasy, and quietly raised his eyes to look at Shiyan.
Just met Shi Yan's eyes.
He slowly sat up straight, raised his hand to straighten his tie, and looked at her with dim eyes.
The car stopped slowly at this time.
Zheng Shuyi secretly sweated.
Mouth it.
It should be developed obscenely.
The interior of the car continued to be silent. A gust of cold wind blew in, and Zheng Shuyi shivered suddenly.
At this gap, Shi Yan averted his eyes, opened the car door, got out of the car with a bow, and left a word.
"Two hours are up."
Zheng Shuyi: "..."
His series of movements were too fast, and Zheng Shuyi was in a daze for a while before waking up from the tension in the stare at each other just now.
She immediately raised her head and looked out the car window.
There are large expanses of grass, rows of wooden stake fences, and a few horses grazing sporadically in the middle. The woods at the end are withered and yellow, and the sky is gray and dark clouds are piled up. It feels like the woods will be crushed in the next second. .
?
What kind of ghostly place is this
Shi Yan stood beside the car, looked up into the distance, and seemed to have forgotten the existence of Zheng Shuyi.
Zheng Shuyi clasped the car window with both hands, flustered.
And Shi Yan's back seemed to have the word "indifference" written in bold.
Just when she was about to speak, Shi Yan turned her head and rolled her eyelids, "You can go."
Zheng Shuyi:
How can I get out of this barren mountain
go on horseback
Seeing that Shi Yan was really about to leave, Zheng Shuyi hurriedly got out of the car and chased after him.
"Mr. Shi, there is one last question."
She pursed her lips, "Why don't we talk about other topics."
Shi Yan focused on his phone and didn't look at Zheng Shuyi.
"Say."
Zheng Shuyi stood behind him and asked, "Do you have a girlfriend?"
Shi Yan paused with his fingertips, and turned his head to look over.
Zheng Shuyi looked at Shi Yan with a smile, and it seemed that there was no other meaning. After all, many reporters would use such questions at the end of the interview to liven up the atmosphere.
In fact, her hand on the side of her leg has already clenched into a fist.
Shi Yan's eyes moved down, and he sized her face a few inches with a sense of probing.
When he was about to speak, a male voice came from not far away.
"Time Banquet!"
Immediately, Shi Yan raised his head, and a white-haired old man in equestrian clothes walked towards them quickly.
At first Zheng Shuyi just followed Shi Yan to look at the past, and felt that the old man's voice sounded familiar.
When he got closer and his face became clear, Zheng Shuyi suddenly realized that he really knew him.
To be precise, it should be a unilateral acquaintance with this well-known bigwig in the financial world.
Zheng Shuyi majored in journalism at a college of finance and economics, and the teacher mentioned this person—Guan Xiangcheng—in the first professional class.
Since then, the name "Guan Xiangcheng" has been used throughout Zheng Shuyi's entire college years, and it has been mentioned frequently after work. His voice and appearance are everywhere in TV, magazines, and newspapers.
Although Guan Xiangcheng has retired now and rarely appears in front of the public, his prestige is still as high as Mount Tai.
Of course, Zheng Shuyi has also heard that Guan Xiangcheng's greatest hobby is equestrianism.
So where she is now, it should be Guan Xiangcheng's private racecourse.
Holding a leather horsewhip in his hand, Guan Xiangcheng walked leisurely in this direction, and slowly noticed Zheng Shuyi beside him.
Seeing a strange woman suddenly, Guan Xiangcheng unconsciously slowed down his steps and looked at her a little more.
But after thinking about it, it seems that it is not uncommon for a man to bring a woman to appear, and the first sentence he spoke became: "Who is this?"
He pointed at Zheng Shuyi.
Before Shi Yan could speak, Zheng Shuyi took the lead and said, "Mr. Guan, I am Zheng Shuyi, a reporter from Caijing Weekly."
""Financial Weekly"..." Guan Xiangcheng nodded, "I have an impression of you. I have read a few of your articles. The writing is good and in-depth. I didn't expect that I was still a young girl."
I don't know if this compliment was just to save face, but Zheng Shuyi accepted it calmly.
She looked up and smiled: "You are too much."
After a short introduction, Guan Xiangcheng immediately looked at his guest today, and said cheerfully, "I thought you came alone, and you didn't prepare anything. There are very few girls in my poor place."
Hearing the meaning of this, Zheng Shuyi knew that he had misunderstood that he came with Shi Yan, and probably thought that they had an unusual relationship.
Zheng Shuyi lowered her head, rubbed her cuffs lightly with her fingers, thinking quickly in her mind.
"Uncle Guan—"
"Gosh!"
Just as Shi Yan opened his mouth, the woman beside him let out a small exclamation.
Shi Yan turned her head and saw her looking up at the racetrack in front of her, her face was full of surprise, "This place is so beautiful!"
While speaking, she turned her head and glanced around, her long hair was blown by the wind, and her eyes were shining, "These horses are so beautiful!"
It seems that she is really an innocent girl who is attracted by the scenery.
Zheng Shuyi felt that this wave of acting skills of hers was like an Oscar for China.
Putting aside what he was about to say, Shi Yan frowned and looked at Zheng Shuyi thoughtfully.
"It's not my best horse yet." Guan Xiangcheng immediately added the words. No matter how high-ranked a person is, at this age, he can't help showing off his treasures. "The real BMW is inside."
"There's more?!"
Zheng Shuyi looked curious and expectant, Guan Xiangcheng couldn't see it, he put away the whip in his hand, and waved to the two, "Come on, come in."
After Guan Xiangcheng finished speaking, he turned around and walked in, leaving behind Zheng Shuyi and Shi Yan.
In open places, the wind is always particularly strong, blowing through the woods, whistling.
The people around him didn't speak, but Zheng Shuyi could feel that he was looking at her.
Regardless of Guan Xiangcheng's status, she was sure that she would not explain more in front of him during the banquet, and put these children's fights on the table, so she dared to do so.
But this kind of scrutiny seems to be suffering, and a second will be stretched infinitely.
Zheng Shuyi's breathing was a little irregular, her hands were behind her waist, and her index finger was disturbing everything uneasily. She waited for a few seconds, but before the other party could speak, she was heartbroken and looked up at Shi Yan.
Sure enough, it ran into his gaze.
Zheng Shuyi blinked, looking innocent, as if to say: "Guan Xiangcheng invited me, what's wrong? Is there any problem?"
Zheng Shuyi didn't know if there was anything wrong with Shi Yan, anyway, he just showed a chuckle of unknown meaning, then stopped talking to her, and followed Guan Xiangcheng's footsteps.
Entering the racecourse, Guan Xiangcheng stood outside the dressing room.
Shi Yan went straight to the locker room, stepped through the door, and as if he remembered something, turned to look at Zheng Shuyi where his back was facing Guan Xiangcheng.
He pressed his eyelids, "I'll go in and change."
Although the voice was calm, it carried a warning tone.
Zheng Shuyi smiled brightly, and said in a sweet voice, "Yes! I will wait obediently."
Time Banquet: "..."
He stopped talking and went straight into the dressing room, only Guan Xiangcheng and Zheng Shuyi were left outside.
—
If it's a stranger, Guan Xiangcheng maintains his own identity and is the least talkative type of person.
But today he obviously regarded Zheng Shuyi as the person brought by Shiyan. He just heard the conversation between these two people back and forth. .
He brought a horse over, and chatted casually with Zheng Shuyi while stroking its hair.
After chatting a few words about the industry, he changed the subject: "How long have you known Shi Yan?"
Zheng Shuyi was stunned for a moment before realizing what he meant.
She lowered her eyes and looked shy, "I've known you not long ago."
I just met today.
Guan Xiangcheng had an idea, nodded with a smile, and patted the pony in front of him, "Can you ride a horse?"
Zheng Shuyi said no.
Guan Xiangcheng turned around and pointed to the dressing room, "There are my wife's old clothes in it. If you don't mind, you can wear them. You are here, you can learn."
"Really?!"
Riding a horse is far away from daily life. Even if it wasn't because of the banquet, Zheng Shuyi still had this bit of curiosity, so the surprise at this moment was not a show at all, and he followed Guan Xiangcheng into the dressing room with some joy.
Although it is a private racecourse, the dressing room is really not small, with four compartments on each side.
She was walking behind Guan Xiangcheng. When she passed a cubicle, she turned her head and saw Shi Yan behind the curtain.
The door curtain barely blocked the position from the chest to the ankle, Shi Yan turned around and met Zheng Shuyi's gaze.
He took off his glasses and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Although the locker room was brightly lit, Shi Yan's gaze was a bit chilly.
Zheng Shuyi, who had a ghost in his heart, felt a little guilty when he saw it, and turned his face away with twinkling eyes.
Feeling that gaze chasing her back, she frowned and quickened her pace.
—
Guan Xiangcheng led her to a cabinet, opened the door, and a faint scent of incense filled her nostrils.
There is a set of red equestrian clothes hanging in the cabinet. Judging from the color of the buttons, it should be some years old, but the material is very high-grade, and the tailoring is very neat.
"You can change it. My wife's figure is about the same as yours. It should be suitable."
After Guan Xiangcheng finished speaking, he walked out.
The locker room fell silent.
Zheng Shuyi took out the suit, and when choosing a compartment, he could look over at Shi Yan.
It's a pity that there is a tall locker in the middle, she can't see the situation on the other side, and doesn't know if Shi Yan is still there.
There's been no movement for so long, he should have gone out.
Zheng Shuyi turned and entered the compartment.
She took off her clothes and carefully changed into this equestrian suit. When she was about to unbutton the last button of the collar, she suddenly heard the sound of footsteps.
Zheng Shuyi paused with her fingertips, stopped her movements, and carefully identified whether the footsteps were coming towards her.
Unfortunately not.
The footsteps are getting farther and farther away, probably about to go out.
Zheng Shuyi touched the belt with his fingers, and suddenly said: "Mr. Shi!"
The footsteps outside stopped.
Standing in the cubicle, Zheng Shuyi smiled unscrupulously.
"How to tie this belt? Can you teach me?"
After waiting for a few seconds, footsteps sounded again.
The locker room is covered with wooden floors, suppressing the sound very muffled.
he came.
Zheng Shuyi let go of his hand and quickly began to cut his hair.
But after a few seconds, she realized something was wrong.
The footsteps seem to be getting farther and farther away
Just after thinking about it, there was a "bang", the sound of closing the door, and a gust of wind brought out a corner of the curtain in front of Zheng Shuyi.
His voice echoed clearly in the locker room.
"If you don't know how to tie it, don't ride it."