In fact, Zheng Shuyi left the bathroom on the front foot, and Xu Yuling followed behind.
The two walked back towards the office area of the financial group one after the other, with a distance of less than three meters.
If on weekdays, people from the same group came out one after the other, not to mention being so close arm in arm, they would have to talk side by side.
But at that time, the two of them were like strangers, one with happy brows and the other with earthy face, self-evident gossip diffused from their bodies silently.
Zheng Shuyi looked at the phone calmly under the obvious or inconspicuous stares of colleagues around him, then got up and walked towards Tang Yi's office.
The matter has been settled, and Tang Yi doesn't have to worry about dealing with the subordinate disputes she hates the most. The annoyance and entanglement of receiving Xu Yuling's manuscript in the morning has disappeared, and now she is lazily sitting on the swivel chair, turning the pen in hand, laughing Yingying looked at Zheng Shuyi sitting in front of him.
"Xu Yuling is really unkind in this matter. I warned her just now and wrote her a note. The performance and year-end evaluation are all put behind. I will definitely put an end to this situation in the future."
Seeing Zheng Shuyi's unmoved expression, she added, "They're all in the same group. If you don't look up and look down, it's impossible to fire her because of this, right?"
After working under Tang Yi for all these years, Zheng Shuyi already knew that she would deal with these matters with a gentle attitude, and she didn't expect her to give a clear and clear explanation.
It's just that the dumb loss that was almost calculated by others, even if he didn't eat it in the end, the anger still couldn't dissipate by himself.
Zheng Shuyi looked down at his nails and didn't speak.
From Tang Yi's perspective, Zheng Shuyi lowered her eyes, her curled eyelashes covered her eyes, but her pouting lips still showed her dissatisfaction.
Tang Yi suddenly felt a little helpless, she couldn't stand Zheng Shuyi's expression like this, she was a little bit of a natural coquettish, like acting like a baby, and like being emotional, making it impossible to refuse cruelly.
As soon as her thoughts diverged, she thought of Zheng Shuyi's ex-boyfriend again.
After all, what kind of stunning beauty did he fall in love with, so that he would be willing not to have such a beauty
Or is it that the bad roots of men are so deep-rooted
There was an odd silence in the office.
Tang Yi was deeply involved in that puzzling philosophical question. She didn't come back to her senses until an invitation reminder came up on the software. While reading the news, she said, "Can this matter stop here? It’s useless, your side must be the key column layout of this year’s Q4.”
Zheng Shuyi lazily said "um", and when she stood up, Tang Yi coaxed her again: "This is not to compensate you, but your content is indeed much more valuable than hers. The same interviewee, similar outline, people There is still a gap between people and people.”
"Oh." Zheng Shuyi raised his eyebrows, his eyes tinged with complacency, "That can't be helped, I prefer to ask for a banquet."
"Okay." Tang Yi glanced at her while sorting out the meeting materials.
Her glance seemed to say, "Have you drank fake wine, are you talking or writing something whimsical?"
"Knowing that you are the strongest in our group in terms of deep digging, you don't have to be humble."
Zheng Shuyi: "..."
Not even modesty.
Why can't I be a person who depends on my appearance
—
"What does the editor-in-chief say?"
There was a summit forum in the financial center in the afternoon, and the company arranged for Zheng Shuyi and Kong Nan to go there together. On the way, the conversation between the two naturally revolved around Xu Yuling's matter.
Kong Nan saw that Zheng Shuyi's expression was good, and knew that she should not suffer from this matter, "Should it be dealt with?"
"What can be done?" Zheng Shuyi held a small mirror to touch up her makeup, and said without saying a word, "It's not like you don't know Editor Tang, if big things are turned into small things, it's possible that Xu Yuling can still be under the national flag review?"
"Tsk..."
Kong Nan made a gesture of vomiting, "This happened to me when I joined the campus news agency when I was a student. That person is still the head reporter of the TV station, and he is doing well. Let's take this kind of person There is no way, despicableness is the passport of villains."
Although Zheng Shuyi didn't answer the conversation, he pressed the powder puff hard.
She held grudges and couldn't swallow this breath easily.
Twenty minutes later, the taxi arrived at the destination and was pulling over.
Zheng Shuyi was sitting on the right and got out of the car first. Kong Nan was sitting inside, bent over with her bag to get out, when Zheng Shuyi from outside suddenly squeezed in and pushed her inside, then closed the car door.
"What are you doing?!" Kong Nan almost collapsed in the car, leaning half of his body on the seat, looking at Zheng Shuyi in horror, "Is the ground outside burning your feet?"
"Shh!" Zheng Shuyi compared her with a "shut up" gesture, sitting up and taking a breath.
Hell, she actually saw Yue Xingzhou just now.
It's nothing to see Yue Xingzhou here, after all, it's where he works.
But he actually got out of the driver's seat of a Mercedes-Benz.
You even got a new car so soon? ?
For a moment, Zheng Shuyi felt smoke rising from his head.
Normally, she would not be afraid of bumping into Yue Xingzhou.
It's just that in this situation, Yue Xingzhou was driving a Mercedes-Benz, while she was sitting in a taxi, which was too real in the world.
Seeing that Zheng Shuyi didn't speak, Kong Nan poked his head out a little, turned his eyes forward, and happened to see Yue Xingzhou too.
He went around to the trunk, moved something out, and then left.
Kong Nan blinked: "Isn't that your boyfriend?"
"..."
"I'll be careful to verify and make a bold guess. You broke up?"
"..."
"And you were the one who got dumped."
"..."
"If I'm not wrong, you were not only dumped, but also green."
"..."
"Okay, it seems that the other party's new girlfriend is still a rich man, and she has replaced it with a new car."
Zheng Shuyi sighed, and watched Yue Xingzhou go farther and farther before he heaved a sigh of relief, his whole shoulders collapsed, and he looked at Kong Nan desperately.
"Actually, you don't have to guess so accurately."
Kong Nan was not surprised that the result of his analysis was correct, and he was even a little proud: "If I don't even have this sensitivity to collect information under the current background, I will be a journalist, okay? "
Zheng Shuyi: "..."
It wasn't until Yue Xingzhou entered a coffee shop that Zheng Shuyi opened the car door and got out, followed by Kong Nan.
"Oh, it's actually okay." Seeing Zheng Shuyi walking so fast, Kong Nan trotted two steps to catch up, and still didn't forget to look back at the Mercedes-Benz parked by the side of the road, "It's just a Mercedes-Benz C, which costs more than 300,000 yuan. Well, it’s not a good car, even rich people don’t like it, and we can’t afford it if we work hard.”
Having said that - Zheng Shuyi also looked back at the car, but the figure of Shi Yan appeared in his mind.
I switch between Rolls Royce and Bentley for a while, but buy a Mercedes-Benz for more than 300,000 yuan for my niece.
This man is not only picky, but also vulgar.
Thinking of Shiyan, Zheng Shuyi stroked his empty earlobe thoughtfully.
—
In the evening, the first off-duty rush hour of Jiangcheng CBD came. Pedestrians were in a hurry and vehicles were in order.
A black Rolls Royce slowly merged into the traffic flow.
Shi Yan sat in the back row, took off his glasses, closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows, with a meeting minutes in hand.
The moment he opened his eyes, he seemed to see a small dazzling thing on the seat next to him.
He put on his glasses and looked carefully, it was a pearl earring.
Shi Yan picked it up, thinking about who left it behind, when Chen Sheng's cell phone rang in the front row.
After he connected, he said "um" twice, hesitated for a moment, then turned around and handed over the phone.
"Mr. Shi, reporter Zheng Shuyi from Caijing Weekly is looking for you."
Shi Yan lowered his eyes, clasped his palms together to hold the earrings in his palm, and took Chen Sheng's cell phone with his other hand.
He responded calmly, and the other side answered the call immediately.
He yelled "Shi Zong" with a downward sound at the end, which sounded a little flustered.
"I seem to have left the earring on your car. Did you see it? It's a pearl earring."
Shi Yan let go of his palm again.
Night was about to fall, and the sky turned from dim yellow to dark blue. Only the driver's searchlight was turned on in the car, and the peripheral light penetrated into the back row, illuminating the pearl in his palm.
"did not see it."
"..." Zheng Shuyi paused, then continued, "Can I trouble you to take another look? This earring is really important to me."
"How important is it?"
"..." Zheng Shuyi paused again.
Is that the point
never mind.
"It was... my grandmother gave it to my mom, and my mom gave it to me."
There was no sound on the other side of the phone.
Zheng Shuyi choked up a bit: "It is a family heirloom of our family."
There was still no answer on the other side.
Zheng Shuyi took a deep breath, and her voice was filled with tears: "It...is my dowry, and I will bring it to the wedding in the future. Whenever I see it, I will think of my grandma. I haven't seen it for a long, long time. her."
This part of the performance is affectionate and pitiful.
There was a moment of silence on the phone, and Shi Yan's usually cold voice was a little hoarse.
"Well, now I see."
Zheng Shuyi squinted his eyes and smiled, stretched his whole body, and turned half a circle with his toes on the ground.
Use the earrings to get a chance to meet and plan to pass.
"That… "
Zheng Shuyi didn't finish his sentence, waiting to see Shi Yan's attitude.
The voice on the other side sounded calmly.
"Your dowry is plastic."
Zheng Shuyi: "..."