The lights are bright, and the clothes are fragrant.
The bustling night of the city is reflected in the background outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. In Xu Xu's music, most of the people present are successful men. Of course there are also women, older female bosses who seem more powerful and wiser than men, or young and lovely female secretaries brought in by the bosses.
Mu Hanxia wore a black evening dress, but neither her back nor her thighs were exposed, and the cut was smooth and close to the body. The long hair was simply coiled up and tied with a crystal hairpin. She stood by the small bar deep in the hall, eating some snacks casually.
A man noticed her, came over with red wine, and touched her lightly: "What's your name?"
Mu Hanxia smiled: "Fang Yi Group, Mu Hanxia."
The two briefly exchanged a few words, and Mu Hanxia said, "I'll go there for a walk."
The man nodded and said goodbye to her.
Mu Hanxia walked to an unoccupied corner and leaned against the window, feeling a little bored. The dinner party hasn't started yet. Looking around, on the sofa, in the corridor, and at the round table, everyone is smiling and talking. They are all the same kind of people, the most successful kind of people in this society measured by economic value. Every time she attends such a gathering, she will see that some people are particularly enthusiastic and dedicated. Some people seem jerky and try to fit in. But more people are calm.
But in fact, she has always been less interested in such occasions that require long sleeves and good dancing. Before... When I used to follow Lin Mochen, I was new to these occasions. I had to work hard, laugh hard, adapt hard, and work hard to contribute even a little bit of business value to Feng Chen. But in fact, it is boring. It might be better to let her hang out with the workers in the factory, or devote herself to designing a marketing plan in the office.
She thought so self-deprecatingly, and looked down at her watch again. The dinner is about to start, and Lu Zhang hasn't arrived yet. This young master, do you have to let her dove
This afternoon, she also called him specifically to confirm: "Mr. Lu, the dinner is at 8 pm, and I will attend the formal dress. We want to promote the transformation of the business unit, and we also need the help of many departments and partners. This kind of occasion is very important. You must come."
At that time, Lu Zhang replied lazily, "I know. I'm dead."
I don't know if he went out or not. But Mu Hanxia didn't intend to force it.
The banquet hall is on the first floor. She leaned against the window, with a large garden outside, and a clear view of the entrance to the conference center. She stood idly for a while, and saw a row of black cars driving into the conference center.
Someone was talking next to him: "I heard that someone from Fengchen Group has arrived."
"Will their ceo come?" another said.
Mu Hanxia kept looking at the door.
No wonder people are paying attention. In recent years, the domestic economic situation has not been good, and the most powerful and outstanding performer is Feng Chen. Therefore, every move of Feng Chen, a giant commercial crocodile, has attracted the attention of the business community.
In first place is a black Audi. The waiter trotted over to open the door of the back seat, and saw a man in his thirties in a neat suit getting out of the car. He has a square face and thick eyebrows, a deep face, and a dignified air. Mu Hanxia has seen his photos, and the current CEO of Fengchen Group, Zhou Zhisu. He is a hard-boiled, enterprising, and very well-known figure in the business world.
At this time, the person next to him said, "Isn't Zhou Zhisu's car a Bentley? Why did you downgrade today and take an Audi?"
His companion said, "Hey, didn't you see, there's a car behind him."
Mu Hanxia watched for an instant.
After Zhou Zhisu got off the car, he did not go inside immediately, but stood there and waited. A young man got in and out of another car behind, walked over quickly, did not let the doorman step forward, but opened the rear door of the second Cayenne himself.
Cheng Hei's car door opened slowly, and the figure sitting in the back seat was vaguely visible.
Mu Hanxia turned and left the window.
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The spring night in Beijing is still a bit chilly. Mu Hanxia had walked to the other side of the banquet hall and opened the door. Outside the door is a quiet garden.
She walked down the steps, and the cool wind blew over, as if to dispel the cluttered emotions in people's hearts. She lifted the hem of her skirt and sat down on the steps, even though it was a very inappropriate gesture. Then he raised his head and looked at the dark and quiet flowers and plants in front of him, as well as the cloudy sky and the faint moon.
With a "squeak" sound, the door behind him was pushed open. Mu Hanxia was so tight that he couldn't turn back.
But I heard Lu Zhang's sloppy voice: "Hey, you want me to come here like a ghost, and run here to get a haircut yourself?"
Mu Hanxia was relieved, smiled, and looked up at him.
Lu Zhang was stunned for a moment. First, I didn't expect her to look good in such a dress, and second, she suddenly smiled at him so brilliantly, she didn't look like that strong woman.
"What are you doing here?" He put his hands in his trouser pockets and stood beside her.
"It's nothing, let's breathe." Mu Hanxia stood up and patted the dust on the skirt. Lu Zhang looked at her carefree movements very unexpectedly, and then heard her calmly say, "Let's go in."
Lu Zhang snorted softly and followed her in.
I don't know if it was Mu Hanxia's illusion, but the atmosphere in the hall seemed to be a little warmer with the arrival of Feng Chen's people. She and Lu Zhang stood at a small bar. She took a glass of white water and drank it slowly. Lu Zhang picked out a glass of red wine and drank it very boringly. Diagonally opposite the two of them, at the corner of the hall, in a relatively quiet place, there were also a few long sofas. There were a lot of people there at this time.
"The city leaders have arrived." Someone said next to him, "I'm talking to Chairman Feng Chen there."
"Their chairman is here too? It's strange. Didn't he show up for a few years?"
…
Mu Hanxia's brows did not move. Lu Zhang raised his eyebrows and looked up.
After a while of silence, Mu Hanxia also looked up.
The lighting is very quiet, and the intricately woven sofa shows grace and luxury. In the two sofas where the stars hold the moon, she first saw Zhou Zhisu, talking with a smile on his face. Opposite him, sitting should be a city leader, dressed simply and amiably.
He is also sitting there.
Dark black suit, white shirt, dark grey tie. Clean short hair, fair face. As if nothing had changed in six years.
But on closer inspection, it has changed. He is already thirty-three, and his eyebrows and cheekbones are a bit tougher than when he was twenty-six. The man's outline is deeper. But those eyes have not changed, they are deep and dark, like the reefs on the bottom of the sea. In this prosperous room, there seems to be his unique quietness and depth.
Mu Hanxia imagined the scene of reuniting with him thousands of times. However, when this moment really came, it turned out that everything was so quiet. She stood behind the crowd and stared at him quietly.
The bottom of his eyes suddenly became wet uncontrollably. She breathed slowly, pressing down calmly.
Like, if you feel it. With a faint smile still on the corner of his mouth, he raised his head and looked straight in her direction.
The eyes of the two were silently facing each other.
In this hustle and bustle hall, in this maddened meme, no one noticed, their eyes met.
Mu Hanxia looked at his handsome face as before. The smile on the corner of his mouth had not faded, but she could clearly see that there was no smile in his eyes. It was very quiet, so quiet that it seemed like she was only looking at her, and it seemed like she didn't see her at all.
Then he slowly looked away. As if she did not exist outside the sea of people.
Mu Hanxia also looked away, she picked up the cup and kept drinking. But the entrance of Baishui turned out to be bitter.
Lu Zhang, who had been silent beside Leng Ding, suddenly said, "Hey, Carol, did you notice just now that Lin Mochen was looking at me? What was he looking at me for? Provocative?"
Mu Hanxia was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at him, laughed and said, "Don't worry, he doesn't need to provoke you at all."
Lu Zhang gave her a white look.
At this time, all the conversations and laughter around him were somewhat vague in Lin Mochen's ears. He lowered his eyes, not allowing himself to look in her direction in the crowd.
She finally returned to the direction of his vision.
Zhou Zhisu said at this moment, "Is that the prince of Fangyi Group over there?"
Lin Mochen was silent.
Someone next to him replied, "Yes, Lu Zhang. Next to them seems to be their new vice president of the business department, named Mu Hanxia. He is a returnee."
The city leader on the opposite side also looked back and said with a smile: "Old Lu is bold, and he does not stick to one pattern to downgrade his talents. Both his son and the vice president invited back are so young. Mo Chen, are you about the same age as you when you started your business? Young and promising."
"Yes." Lin Mochen replied, "Younger and more promising than me."
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The scale of this banquet was not small, so Mu Hanxia pulled Lu Zhang and sat down at the last table. Lu Zhang was naturally happy. Naturally, Lin Mochen sat at the first table at the front, and could hardly be seen from the back. So until the end of the banquet, the two never met again.
The night wind was blowing slowly, and Mu Hanxia took a taxi and returned to the downstairs of the apartment.
In the end, his mood was a little ups and downs, remembering the pair of eyes he had just now, remembering that he looked away indifferently. Mu Hanxia was a little lost, walking slowly along the gravel path downstairs in the apartment.
At the door of the building, take out the door card, swipe the door, and walk in.
This high-end apartment has a lobby on the first floor, which is not large in size, but is exquisitely decorated, with crystal lamps hanging, sofas and coffee tables for temporary rest.
Mu Hanxia walked in and saw a person sitting on the sofa.
He didn't take off his black coat, he just sat there. The long legs are crossed, and the black suit is exposed at the cuffs of the coat. He lowered his head, holding a magazine and reading. Hearing footsteps, he put down the magazine and looked up.
Mu Hanxia was stunned.
In a trance, she felt that this scene seemed familiar.
When is it
Oh yes. It was in Lin City, the days when they stayed in the hotel together, the days when they were just together. The day I met Chen Sijin and her boyfriend. He was the same, sitting in front of the convenience store of the hotel, holding a magazine and reading, waiting for her.
It wasn't a memory she wanted to look back on. Because it was that night that they stepped into the opponent's trap. But seeing him tonight, she suddenly remembered that night. It had nothing to do with conspiracy, nothing to do with remorse, just the way he waited patiently for her at the time.
Thoughts just flashed by. After a moment, Mu Hanxia regained her composure, looked at him and stared at her, and then stood up.
She was silent for a moment, then smiled: "Lin Dong, long time no see."
He was also silent for a moment, then smiled: "Long time no see... summer."