"Ren Zhouyuan! You are finally back, we all miss you! Don't say anything, come out tonight and have a good drink!"
Ren Zhouyuan held the phone in a daze for a moment, and then smiled after recovering, "Fatty? Why haven't you changed a bit for so many years, you only know how to drink all day long." Hearing the voice of his old classmate, his tone was much more relaxed, "How's everyone doing lately?"
The person called Fatty clicked his tongue twice on the other end of the phone, nagging endlessly. Ren Zhouyuan held the phone and listened quietly for a long time, with a smile on his lips all the time.
Since leaving this place five years ago, this was the first time he set foot in this city again. The familiar scenery, the long-lost sweltering air, and the chattering words of old friends all made him feel very cordial.
The voice on the phone continued, and it was said over and over tirelessly, "You guys don't want to run away this time, buddies haven't seen each other for so long, no matter what reason you have tonight, our group of brothers won't let go You have to be mentally prepared for it!"
Hearing this, Ren Zhouyuan smiled wryly, looked down, and stared at him eagerly with a pair of round eyes, which made it impossible for him to say "yes" to the person on the phone.
As if aware of his thoughts, the owner of the eyes shook his hand and called softly, "Dad?"
Ren Zhouyuan: "..." He sighed silently in his heart. Looking at his son's golden-brown hair, fair complexion, and high nose, except for a pair of black shiny black jewel-like eyes, there is nothing about his body that is not what a foreign child should look like. After thinking about it for a while, he could almost imagine the surprised expression of his old classmate when he saw him with the child. He didn't want this kind of visiting gaze to appear on his son.
Squeezing Ren Juan's little hand, and smiling at him, Ren Zhouyuan replied to the person on the phone: "I'm sorry, fat man, I really can't leave today, but next time I have a chance, I will definitely treat everyone to dinner."
"You bastard!" The fat man was obviously upset. "It's an excuse every time." He paused for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Is my sister-in-law taking care of me? It's okay, let's let my sister-in-law come together. Everyone understands that you are married. Besides, no matter how good-looking my sister-in-law is, she won’t take you to hide like this, right?”
Ren Zhouyuan was a little helpless when he heard this, and looked at his son's nervous little eyes, feeling a little complicated in his heart. If there is really a sister-in-law, he wouldn't mind showing it to everyone. I'm afraid that if he tells his son's background, everyone will look at them as if they were aliens.
On the other end of the phone, he added a few more words of apology, and it was with great difficulty that Ren Zhouyuan declined Fatty's invitation.
"Father?" Ren Juan had been listening to him silently, and when he hung up the phone, his eyes lit up uncontrollably, "Are we going to a new home now?"
"Yeah." He rubbed his son's soft hair, his eyes softened a lot, and he grinned at him and said, "Move!"
The father and son returned to this place early this morning from the West City. The two of them held hands, talking and laughing along the way, and soon arrived at the newly rented place.
The new house was found by my friend Fan Wenfeng. As soon as the door was opened, the small house had been tidied up. Although the house was small, Fan Wenfeng tidied it up very neatly. There was a small vase on the coffee table not far away, with a few flowers in it. The layout of the new house made him feel less anxious about returning to the old place.
Ren Ju'an is obviously the same as him, since he stepped into this house, his eyes are bright, his small face can't hide his joy, his face is full of anticipation and he wants to look around, but he doesn't dare to move around at will, his tangled eyes look so bright. Ren Juan was a little funny.
He patted Ren Juan's head lightly, moved his chin into the house, and encouraged him: "Let's go, go and see our new home."
Ren Ju'an got the order, and ran in with his legs spread. Ren Zhouyuan looked at his back and shook his head with a smile. Just as he put the things on the fabric sofa, the phone rang. He looked at the number on the display screen and answered with a smile.
"Wen Feng, um, I just arrived." Ren Zhouyuan clamped the phone on his shoulder, unpacking the box while talking on the phone, "It's good, thank you, and helped us clean up the house."
Fan Wenfeng said on the other end of the phone: "You don't have to be so polite with me." There was a bit of regret in his tone, "I just have something to do today, otherwise I can help you move." Feng changed the subject, "Have you read all the information I sent you before?"
Hearing that, Ren Zhouyuan stopped the movement of his hands, sat back on the sofa, "Looked at it." There was a little imperceptible tension in his tone, "It's a technology company, is it a bit difficult for me to get in?"
Fan Wenfeng chuckled, "How many times have I told you that your strength is absolutely excellent, and the ones they want to recruit match your major, there is absolutely no problem."
"but I… "
Before he could say anything, Fan Wenfeng already knew what he wanted to say. He comforted him: "Your diploma is not enough to show your strength. Besides, you are still an undergraduate, not as bad as you think. These years you The published articles have already proved your ability, unless the person interviewing you is blind, otherwise, with your level, there is absolutely no problem.”
He paused, and then said: "Don't worry too much. This company seems to have been established for a short time, but it is developing extremely fast. I have friends who work in it and told me about this company. They The boss is a very forward-looking person, and his patents are enough to support the entire company, if you can stay, your future is boundless."
Ren Zhouyuan was very moved by what he said. He also heard a little about this company called "Vitch". The company's headquarters is located in the United States, and it has just been established in China. Those who can work in it are the elite among the elite. . But looking at himself, with a bachelor's degree and a master's dropout certificate, no matter what Fan Wenfeng said, he didn't have much confidence.
Ren Zhouyuan originally had the idea of giving it a try, it was rare that Fan Wenfeng was so enthusiastic about helping him, and he didn't want to let others down. After writing down everything the other party said, Ren Zhouyuan smiled again and said, "Okay, I'll treat you to a meal when I'm free, and it will be much more convenient to come back here later."
The two exchanged a few more pleasantries before hanging up the phone. Ren Zhouyuan wrote what the other party said just now into the notebook of the mobile phone. After finishing, he realized that his son hadn't spoken for a long time. Looking back, he saw Ren Juan standing at the door of the room and looking at him.
Ren Zhouyuan was taken aback, and waved at him, "An'an? Why are you standing there?" He patted the sofa, "Come and sit by Dad."
Ren Juan ran over obediently and sat down next to him. He lowered his head and grabbed his clothes, then raised his head again, "Father, how long are we going to stay here this time?"
Ren Zhouyuan paused while touching his head, then ran along his hair and said, "Don't An An like this place?"
Ren Juan shook his head, "No." As if he was afraid that he would not believe it, he nodded and added, "I like it."
"Well... think about it, Dad," Ren Zhouyuan pretended to be thinking, but of course he knew what his son was thinking. They have been wandering all these years, for their livelihood, and to avoid other people's visits or pitiful eyes. They have rarely lived in the same place for a long time, so that he has figured out his son's routine, "Uncle Wenfeng Helped Dad find a new job here, if Dad gets this job, we may have to live here for three to five years."
"Then how about we go to the next house?" Ren Ju'an asked, it was the place where they lived for the longest time, and they stayed for nearly two years, and a trace of reluctance could be heard from his tone.
Ren Zhouyuan thought back on the days when he stayed in Xicheng. The father and son stayed at home every day, and they could count dozens of times they went out in a month. Given his son's clingy temperament, it's no wonder his son liked it.
But this city is the place Ren Zhouyuan is most familiar with. If it hadn't happened five years ago, he wouldn't have left for five years. Now that he has been wandering outside for so long, not to mention his son, even he himself is tired of that kind of life. It happened that Fan Wenfeng helped him find this job opportunity. Taking this as an opportunity, he just happened to be able to get rid of his previous living habits, and Ren Zhouyuan was born again. The idea of re-rooting here.
In order to reassure his son, he pretended to be hesitant, "Our last house has been rented out to someone else, doesn't An An like it? But what to do, Dad has promised Uncle Wen Feng that he will live here for a long time. For a while."
Sure enough, as soon as he heard what he said, Ren Juan immediately took his arm and said nervously: "I like it, An An likes it!" As if afraid of his repentance, Ren Juan said again: "Dad, please work hard, An An will be obedient. "
"Okay," Ren Zhouyuan kissed his forehead, a little distressed and helpless, "Dad works hard, and An An will also cheer for Dad."
However, although Ren Zhouyuan boasted a lot about his son, he couldn't help but feel apprehensive when he thought of the information about the company named "Vitch" that Fan Wenfeng showed him.
On the day of the interview, Ren Zhouyuan got up early in the morning, dressed himself up in a decent way, and then went to the new company in a suit of formal clothes.
Looking at the building in front of him, Ren Zhouyuan couldn't help swallowing.
Ren Zhouyuan is a liberal arts student through and through. When he was young, he had no relatives or friends. The only thing he could do was to practice calligraphy. How did he know that he fell in love with Chinese? He studied Chinese at university and studied philology as a graduate student. Ten years old, all dealing with words. This time, if it wasn't because the company wanted to attack the Chinese market and needed to hire a post dedicated to drafting documents, it is estimated that this job opportunity would not have fallen on him.
Although he has always been very apprehensive about being able to apply for a new job, when HR asked about his professional knowledge, Ren Zhouyuan seemed to forget his nervousness in an instant, and talked about his major without any stuttering as expected.
He has an outstanding appearance, and since he became a father, his every move has exuded a strange maturity. He has been buried in books for a long time, which makes him have a different kind of book smell in his gestures, and makes people talk to him. I ignored his lack of self-confidence, and only noticed his calmness.
After several rounds in a row, because he had done his homework beforehand, almost all the questions asked by the other party were within his expectations. Throughout the whole process, Ren Zhouyuan was quite confident in his performance, except that the other party's HR saw that he was single and had a child. There was a moment of surprise on Shi Shi's face, and this interview was almost perfect.
But anyway, after more than two hours of interviews, Ren Zhouyuan felt much more relaxed.
Walking out of the gate of the office building, Ren Zhouyuan heaved a sigh of relief. He took out his mobile phone and saw Fan Wenfeng asking him a few words on WeChat. After thinking about it, he called him, and the call was connected quickly. The other party couldn't wait to ask him how the interview was going.
Ren Zhouyuan walked out and recounted the process to him just now. Just as he walked down the stone steps, an oncoming car stopped in front of him. The person who opened the door froze and pushed him aside.
Reluctantly, Ren Zhouyuan was forced to move a place, thinking that he didn't know who it was, so he took a step back after standing still, and continued to say to the person on the phone: "Well, go back and wait for news now. I heard that the boss is a foreigner. But I’m not here today, if it’s done, maybe I’ll come over again.”
As soon as he finished saying this sentence, Ren Zhouyuan noticed that there was a circle of people around him at some point, and the dark suits set off the already tall people even more upright. Ren Zhouyuan only took one look and was about to leave when he suddenly heard the other party talking in Russian in a low voice. He couldn't see clearly the face of the man surrounded by the crowd, but only saw a head of golden brown hair.
Fan Wenfeng on the other end of the phone said "Hello" several times, drawing Ren Zhouyuan's attention back.
However, the long-lost Russian language lingered in his mind, as well as the familiar hair color, which made him feel many inexplicable emotions in his heart. Ren Zhouyuan stood still on the last step. He could no longer hear Fan Wenfeng's voice on the phone. He turned around again unwillingly, put his feet on his feet and looked inside. In the gap between the crowd, he finally saw the other's face—
A face that he wanted to forget so much, but it awakened his memory every day.
The author has something to say:
Woohoo~ After a long delay, I finally started writing! It was originally planned to be released in November, but the new job is too busy, so it has been delayed for so long without knowing it_(:3」∠)_
The new article already has an outline of the full text, and there are some manuscripts saved. If there is no accident, it should be updated as usual =w= There may be more foreshadowing in the front, you little angels can save it for a while~ All the settings are in the copywriting, I wish you Enjoy everyone and Merry Christmas to everyone =3=
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*Kawen Small Theater*
Leonid: I have been on the hard drive for so long, and finally I have the opportunity to appear Ren Zhouyuan: I am sorry, sir, you don’t have many roles, let’s let Leonid first: I, I, I... I have appeared? !
Ren Zhouyuan: Well, just look at your own back and be happy Leonid: ... It’s okay, I still have a face that is 99% similar to mine Ren Juan (glaring): I am Chinese!
Leonid: ... as long as you are happy