When the other party saw this stunning face, his face turned red.
"Handsome guy, I, I already have a wife, I'm not interested in men."
Jiang Beiyuan: "I am Jiang Ting."
The other party was stunned.
The next second, he let out a long "Ah", "You are Jiang Ting! Hello, hello, I am Wang Er! Ten years ago, we met on the bulletin board next to the trash can in Ningcheng! "
Ten years.
Ten years have passed by like a fleeting cloud.
A flash of sadness flashed across Jiang Beiyuan's eyes, and it disappeared quickly, and then he reached out to Wang Er.
"A letter my girlfriend wrote to me ten years ago."
"Ah...here he is!"
Wang Er stared at the slender white hand in front of him, and quickly took out the only letter from his pocket and handed it over.
"Today is such a coincidence. I met your girlfriend at the Blue Mountain Cafe in the morning, and I met you again here at noon. It has been ten years since I attended the event, but now you are the only one whose letter has not been delivered."
Hearing this, Jiang Beiyuan frowned like a river, which could kill several flies.
"Has she received my letter?"
"Yes, Yan Nian, right? I should have delivered it correctly!"
“…”
Jiang Beiyuan's long, frowning eyebrows relaxed slightly.
No wonder, the good Yan Nian suddenly went to find Xu Kuangjie.
Although she is very thoughtful, she is not someone who is willing to take advantage of other people's weaknesses.
"Thanks."
Jiang Beiyuan signed his vigorous and uninhibited name in the lower right corner of the form, writing the word "Jiang Ting", and then strode into the company.
Song Yikai had been waiting at the door for a long time.
Seeing Jiang Beiyuan, he rushed to greet him.
"Boss, boss, the press conference has been arranged for you. The press conference will be at 1:30 in the afternoon, after the regular meeting."
It is now one o'clock in the afternoon. The Jiang Group holds a regular work meeting for senior managers every week. The heads of various departments are responsible for reporting to Jiang Beiyuan.
"…kindness."
Jiang Beiyuan walked straight towards the direction of the CEO's elevator, without squinting his eyes. He had long eyebrows and starry eyes, and his thin lips were pursed. Although there was no big expression on his face, he still attracted the attention of many female employees. look.
He entered the elevator.
The deep peach blossom eyes suddenly became a little distracted.
Ten years ago, he was dragged by Yan Nian to participate in an activity to "write to the person you miss the most in ten years."
At that time, Yan Nian smiled narrowly and said, "Teacher Jiang, let's not write anything disgusting this time, let's write something funny!"
"funny?"
"Yes, it's funny. We both write funny things. You write it for me ten years from now, and I write it for you ten years from now!"
"…kindness."
He used to sneer at such activities, but it was after having her that he became willing to indulge in some ordinary people's fun.
However, he has always been lazy and unwilling to write more, just like if he can write 800 words in an essay, he will never write 1,000 words.
On a huge piece of A4 paper, he wasted a huge amount of space and only wrote one sentence in the middle -
"I call you wife, do you dare to agree?"
As I was writing this, I couldn't help but laugh.
She will definitely be his wife in ten years.
He thought so confidently.
When he finished writing, he saw the little girl beside him writing furiously.
He leaned over to see what she was writing, but Yan Nian took the first step and blocked the paper in his hand.
"Don't look at it! Look at it again in ten years!"
"good."
Ten years.
Jiang Beiyuan's thoughts returned from ten years ago.
The few joys are really all related to her.
(End of chapter)