Zheng Shuyi immediately called Wang Meiru back.
Although it was late at night, Wang Meiru obviously couldn't sleep peacefully for a while, and the phrase "I am Shiyan" still lingered in her ears.
So when she picked up the phone, she didn't know how to speak, so she could only ask, "Finally finished taking a shower?"
Zheng Shuyi: "Why are you calling late at night?"
"You're not too annoying." Wang Meiru snorted coldly, "I'll just ask if you're going home on May 1st."
Zheng Shuyi clutched her phone, glanced at Shi Yan beside her secretly, and said in a low voice, "I know what you want to do."
Qing'an is a tourist city, and it is very difficult to buy tickets for the National Day every year, and the roads are crowded, so Zheng Shuyi and his family have basically reached a consensus not to go home during this holiday.
For Wang Meiru to ask this question, it is natural that the drunkard's intention is not to drink.
Wang Meiru: "Don't worry about what I want to do, just tell me if I want to go home or not."
Zheng Shuyi didn't answer her, but covered the phone again, and took a few glances at Shi Yan.
Shi Yan was leaning against the head of the bed, flipping through the magazine in his hand, and took a moment to look up at her.
"What's wrong?"
In order to cover up his embarrassment, Zheng Shuyi lifted his chin and cleared his throat, "Are you free on May Day?"
"No time.,"
The sound of turning the pages of the book engulfed Shi Yan's short answer, "I have to be free."
Zheng Shuyi couldn't hold back and kicked him, "Can you finish speaking in one breath next time?"
Then he turned his back to him and let go of his hand covering the phone, "Got it, let me take a look, there are a lot of things going on recently, come back when you're not busy, I'll let you know when the time comes."
It is probably a prophecy, a week before May 1st, things came like a flood.
Zheng Shuyi is so incapable of splitting up, even Qin Shiyue, who goes to work and fishes every day, was caught by her to help.
When Wang Meiru called to inquire, Zheng Shuyi didn't even have time to wear earphones. He clamped the phone with his shoulder and said while sorting out the documents in his hand: "I really won't be back. I've been very busy recently, and I'm going to have a mid-year assessment soon. Really. No time."
Wang Meiru said impatiently: "Okay, that's okay, then you go to work, the female university will not be retained."
After hanging up the phone, Zheng Shuyi quickly put the matter behind him.
—
The last day of the May Day holiday.
This was Zheng Shuyi's only rest day during this holiday, and Shi Yan was still on a business trip abroad and came back in the evening. She didn't want to go anywhere, she lay at home for half an afternoon, and suddenly ran to the kitchen on a whim to prepare for cooking.
Although the two of them usually don't start a fire, the aunt who cooks comes to feed them on time every day, so there are always fresh ingredients in the refrigerator.
But it is one thing to have all the ingredients and pots.
Whether it can be turned into a complete dinner in Zheng Shuyi's hands is another matter.
Two hours later, the refrigerator was more than half empty, but only three dishes were cooked successfully.
"Okay."
Zheng Shuyi took off her apron, and said to herself, "It's pretty good looking and fragrant, Shi Yan, how many lifetimes of blessings have you cultivated?"
Edison's light bulb experiment failed more than 1,600 times, and Zheng Shuyi failed five or six times, so it was nothing.
It's just that she doesn't bother to tell the world about the sweat behind it.
While arranging the dishes, footsteps came from the entrance.
Zheng Shuyi was overjoyed, wiped his hands casually and ran outside.
"you're back?!"
The tone of the sentence suddenly changed at the last word, as if it had changed from surprise to fright.
Because it wasn't just Shi Yan who appeared at the door.
And her own mother, Wang Meiru.
Zheng Shuyi didn't even close his mouth, he was stunned for three seconds before speaking.
"mom?"
"Why," Wang Meiru pulled the suitcase and took two steps forward, "I haven't seen you for a few months, don't you know me?"
"..."
This tone is her own mother's fault.
Zheng Shuyi finally regained his composure, glanced at Shi Yan resentfully, and obediently went up to help Wang Meiru carry the luggage.
"You, why did you come here together?"
"I met you at the airport."
Before Zheng Shuyi wondered why they met each other suddenly, Shi Yan reached out to take the suitcase from Zheng Shuyi's hand, smelled a smell, and turned around and asked, "Have you cooked?"
Zheng Shuyi nodded.
When Shi Yan pulled the suitcase and left, she asked in a low voice: "Mom, why didn't you say anything?!"
Wang Meiru: "Is it still called a surprise inspection?"
Zheng Shuyi: "..."
It's really a common problem of the class teacher.
She pointed to Shi Yan, "You haven't met, have you? Why did you come here together?"
Zheng Shuyi might not believe it, but her mother and her boyfriend met at the airport without any bridge.
Just relying on a face that is exactly the same as Zheng Shuyi, and another face that is no different from the photo.
"I haven't seen it before." Wang Meiru crossed her arms, looked at Zheng Shuyi's living environment silently, and said flatly, "I recognized him at the airport and said hello to him, so we came here together."
After finishing speaking, she turned her head and stared at Zheng Shuyi with squinted eyes: "It's good that you live in someone else's house and don't tell me."
"Oh, you didn't tell me when you went to Singapore with the group in the third year of high school." Zheng Shuyi muttered in a low voice, "You told me you went to Niupengpo."
"..."
—
As soon as the banquet came out, the conversation between the mother and daughter stopped immediately.
Wang Meiru became that kind Teacher Wang again.
Since the two of them came all the way from the airport, Zheng Shuyi didn't know how long they chatted. Anyway, there is no cold silence as she imagined.
But after all, it was the first time they met, Wang Meiru always looked at Shi Yan with a scrutiny attitude.
until the meal is served.
She took a few bites, and the scrutiny in her eyes seamlessly turned into love.
"Do you usually eat this?" Wang Meiru thought for a while, "Forget it, it's healthier than takeaway."
In a word, it extinguished the confidence that Little Cook Madam Zheng had found for herself compared to Edison.
"I don't eat much."
Shi Yan said calmly, "I usually do the cooking."
Wang Meiru nodded with satisfaction: "Thank you for your hard work."
Shiyan: "Sweetness is like sweetness."
Zheng Shuyi: "...?"
I've only eaten one meal made by you. Do you want some face
—
Although Zheng Shuyi was caught off guard by Wang Meiru's sudden appearance, after all, he hadn't seen her for several months, and Zheng Shuyi still missed her very much.
What's more, Zheng Shuyi was very moved to come over from such a long distance to meet her.
Even after dinner, Wang Meiru said that seeing her boyfriend felt good, so she felt relieved. She had to go back to Qing'an in the evening, and she had class tomorrow, so she wouldn't bother her.
Thinking of her mother being in such a hurry, Zheng Shuyi almost cried out with a sour nose.
Shi Yan looked at her from the side with a half-smile.
Is it a person who can still laugh on this occasion
People tend to lose their rationality when they are emotional.
When Wang Meiru was about to leave, Zheng Shuyi hugged her for a long time, and reluctantly sent her to the train station.
Until the person left, Zheng Shuyi still looked at the station sentimentally.
After a while, her emotions gradually calmed down and her rationality returned. She returned to the car, looked at Shi Yan belatedly, and asked, "But why did you meet at the airport?"
Good question.
Qing'an is a small city without an airport, so Wang Meiru should not have landed at Jiangcheng International Airport when she came to visit her.
Shi Yan held the steering wheel, pursed his lips tightly, but there was a smile in his eyes.
"Say it."
Zheng Shuyi shook his arm, "Didn't you come back from France? How did you meet at the airport?"
"because,"
Shi Yan said the most hurtful words in a gentle tone, "Auntie just came back from a tour group in Malaysia and needs to transfer to the high-speed rail in Jiangcheng to return to Qing'an."
Zheng Shuyi: "..."
After all, it was a wrong payment.
She took a sharp breath, holding back all the tears.
"go home."
—
There has never been spring in Jiangcheng. After a few days of coolness in May, the temperature rose sharply to 35 degrees, and lasted until June, with a tendency to climb.
The air conditioner in the office building was turned on very low, and many girls covered themselves with blankets during their lunch break.
In the silence, Qin Shiyue heard a sound of keyboard, raised her head in a daze and asked, "Aren't you resting?"
Zheng Shuyi typed quickly: "Let me adjust the PPT."
Qin Shiyue: "What PPT?"
Zheng Shuyi looked around and whispered, "Report on work."
Regarding the promotion, although his colleagues were well aware of it, Zheng Shuyi still adhered to the principle of not making it public beforehand.
Otherwise, hope is easily dashed.
Qin Shiyue became a little interested, sat aside and watched for a while, then sighed nervously.
Zheng Shuyi asked her: "What's wrong with you?"
Qin Shiyue supported her head and said weakly, "I think Yu You's ideal type should be a girl like you."
"Hush." Zheng Shuyi motioned her to shut up, "Don't say this in front of your little uncle, it will kill me."
Qin Shiyue smiled and said, "That's right, he's so stingy."
Entering the final stage, Zheng Shuyi adjusted the format and asked, "Why did you say that?"
"Well, last time I had a car accident, didn't he come to the hospital?"
Qin Shiyue changed his posture, held his face in his hands, and stared at the computer blankly, "I was so ashamed at that time, wasn't I?"
Thinking of how Qin Shiyue yelled at the driver who caused the accident that day, Zheng Shuyi couldn't help laughing.
"Actually, it's not embarrassing. I think you're doing the right thing. No matter who you are or why, you should always be responsible for your actions."
"exactly!"
Qin Shiyue patted the table excitedly, "I asked him if he thought I was fussy, and he said the same thing."
Zheng Shuyi took a sip of coffee, but didn't answer.
"I just read your job report, and I think you are the one who is responsible for yourself. I'm just a salted fish."
Xian Yuyue drooped her eyebrows and lost hope for the future, "But the more I can't get it, the more motivated I am, what should I do?"
Zheng Shuyi: "Is he very indifferent to you?"
Qin Shiyue froze for a moment, blushed suddenly, and silently lowered her head.
"It's, it's not very cold."
Once she was partying with friends and met Yu You at the bar.
With the ambiguous dim light, Qin Shiyue looked at Yu You blatantly.
However, he left within a few minutes and never came back.
Qin Shiyue drank a lot of wine in depression, and it was almost early morning when he left.
But when he got to the door of the bar, he found Yu You sitting in the car and not leaving.
That night, he was the one who took her home.
Although more than a month had passed, Qin Shiyue still clearly remembered that when he was helping her take off her high heels, she kicked him wildly while drinking, and accidentally kicked him.
Then, her ankle was held by him.
The warmth and roughness of the palm came at the same time, and Qin Shiyue suddenly became like a puppet.
But she seemed to be the only one who was stiff, Yu You put her legs on the sofa, and asked politely as usual: "Is there anything else I need help with?"
Looking back now, Qin Shiyue still wants to slap herself.
She didn't know why her brain was convulsed, and she said, "The underwear is too tight and uncomfortable."
Why didn't she learn the ability to fragment after drinking.
Qin Shiyue pondered over her embarrassment quietly like a chicken, but Zheng Shuyi had already revised the PPT, pulled out the USB flash drive, and patted her on the shoulder.
"I won't tell you anymore, I'll go to the conference room to debug."
Qin Shiyue: "Oh, come on."
There are still twenty minutes before the debriefing report begins.
In addition to Zheng Shuyi, another colleague who had a job change was also preparing in the meeting room.
Seeing her come in, the male colleague stopped what he was doing and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Deputy Editor Zheng."
Zheng Shuyi was not familiar with this person, and felt a little embarrassed when he heard his congratulations.
"The process hasn't finished yet, so please don't call it that. Someone will laugh at me if you hear it later."
"Oh, what's wrong with this, the ironclad matter is settled by Deputy Editor-in-Chief Zheng."
The male colleague said so, but when he turned his head, he sneered like a changed face.
He joined Caijing Weekly a year earlier than Zheng Shuyi, and he is still working hard for the position of team leader, while Zheng Shuyi has already marched towards the deputy editor.
When a person thinks that his talents are underappreciated, the efforts of others are all turned into clouds in the eyes.
He only knew that the difference between himself and Zheng Shuyi was that he didn't have a great lover.
"Deputy editor" is just the beginning, and Zheng Shuyi will no longer be at the same level as those who are struggling to find information resources.
He has a boyfriend who stands at the top of the pyramid in the industry, so it's not easy to see which big boss he wants to meet in the future.
It's not like they have to go through ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties in ordering an interview, and they often suffer from cold eyes. Now Zheng Shuyi only needs to open his mouth, let alone an interview, even if he wants to make an appointment for dinner, his boyfriend can arrange it immediately.
"Editor Zheng, don't forget us old colleagues when you get rich in the future."
As soon as he turned his head, the colleague put on a smiling face again, "Don't refuse if you need help."
These words sounded a bit sour, Zheng Shuyi could only deal with them casually.
After a while, various leaders came in one after another.
When Tang Yi passed by Zheng Shuyi, he patted her on the shoulder.
"Don't be nervous, you can do as usual, no problem."
It has to be said that Tang Yi's words gave Zheng Shuyi a lot of confidence.
With her sitting below, Zheng Shuyi finished the whole process without any jamming, his eyes were shining, and the PPT behind him was completely reduced to the background.
The moment she put down the infrared pen, there was thunderous applause in the conference room.
—
"Is it over?"
As soon as Zheng Shuyi came out, Kong Nan and Qin Shiyue couldn't wait to come over, "How is it?"
The cold wind in the office was chilly. She blew on the air conditioner for a while, suppressed her excitement, and said calmly, "It's okay, play steadily."
Kong Nan and Qin Shiyue said in unison: "Please."
Zheng Shuyi said "OK", "Tomorrow night, you choose the place."
Back at her work station, Zheng Shuyi picked up a pen to write a weekly work report, but she didn't do it for a long time.
Looking sideways at the bright sun outside the window, she lost her mind for a while.
By the time she looked away, ten minutes had passed.
With a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he even wrote the weekly work report that he usually hates most very quickly.
Two hours later, Zheng Shuyi raised his head, leaned on the chair relaxedly, with a calm expression, but sent three exclamation marks to Shi Yan.
Zheng Shuyi: I will treat guests to dinner tonight!
Zheng Shuyi: The place is up to you!
Zheng Shuyi: Don't be polite to Editor-in-Chief Zheng!
After a while, Shi Yan only had the empty-eyed cell phone.
He sent a voice message directly.
"Bo Cuiyunwan, is it okay?"
Zheng Shuyi bent the corners of her lips: Alright, editor Zheng will cook for you personally.
At the same time as the message was sent, an email came up on the computer.
Zheng Shuyi clicked on it immediately, and the moment she saw the content clearly, her eyes froze on the screen.
Thinking that she had read it wrong, she blinked her eyes and read out word by word silently.
As if falling from a high altitude, Zheng Shuyi's whole body sank into a sense of weightlessness, and even the sunlight by the window suddenly disappeared with her mood changes.
subsequently.
The message sent to Shi Yan was immediately withdrawn.
Zheng Shuyi: No more food.
Zheng Shuyi: Your girlfriend is also autistic.