I don’t think I’m idle. Although the influence of our magazine in China is not as good as that of the United States, it is still famous. It is very good for Wen Yang’s company to promote the brand. It’s not because of how beautiful my articles are, nor our magazine. How many people watch it, but this is a recognized sign and a high-level advertisement.
Since I have this convenience, I will naturally use public affairs for personal gain.
"The writing is not bad, but you should stop being an art consultant. Is your art consultant in charge of you? Come and write for me." Editor-in-Chief Qi said with a half-smile.
I didn't care if he was sarcastic or not, and said, "That's a good relationship. You can write a recommendation for me. My previous application has been called back by Brother Ma."
Editor-in-Chief Qi laughed a few times and stopped talking about it. My work these days has not been on the right track. In addition to implementing the tasks assigned by the headquarters to the China region, I am also in charge of this TV program in cooperation with the official media. Because it is an imported American model, I need someone with experience in our magazine to follow up and guide , Manager Ma can agree with me to write the manuscript, that's a ghost.
The chance encounter with Wen Yang really worried me for a while, but it was fine when the publication was published. Obviously, I didn’t take me seriously. While I was relieved, I was also a little disappointed. I never thought that one day I would be with this man. People are truly strangers.
Of course, this is just a hypocritical idea of a crush who can't ask for it. It's very boring to think about it.
"Mr. Shi, I have ordered lunch for you. The front desk is on leave today. You may need to go to the door to pick it up later."
I said "um", raised my head and said, "Got it, you can go down to eat." There is no canteen in the company, and I either order food or go out to eat by myself. The atmosphere is not very harmonious, and bullying is very serious. I am a member of the leadership, and my new assistant has been working hard to integrate into the company, such as going to dinner with the team.
Many companies talk about corporate culture, which seems to be false, but it cannot be said that there is no such thing. It is a kind of cultural atmosphere, just like some companies are intriguing. If you cannot adapt, you will feel depressed and will not stay for long; If you are in harmony, if you speculate everywhere, you will naturally not be liked.
In the past, I never cared about these things, but people can’t always live in their own world. The only two work experiences have taught me some ways of life. It’s rare that I can grow without relying on Wen Yang.
When I took the food and returned to the office, the phone of the editorial department happened to be ringing, and I answered the phone: "Hi, editorial department of ge magazine, may I help you?"
There was no movement on the other side of the phone.
I frowned while holding the phone, and tried to communicate again: "Hello?"
"San'er..."
With a jump in my heart, I resisted the urge to hang up the phone, maybe it's time to go out and buy a lottery ticket.
In the evening, when I arrived at the appointed teahouse, Wen Yang was already waiting there.
I sat down and said, "Long time no see."
Wen Yang looked at me silently, without any expression on his handsome face. He was dressed in a black silk shirt, which made him look even more stern.
"I've never been here, do you have any recommendations?" I looked down at the refreshment list.
"When did you return to China?" Wen Yang asked.
My body froze, and I murmured: "Just... a month ago.".
Wen Yang slowly tightened his fingers, stared at me for a moment, and said, "Why?"
I was caught off guard by Wen Yang's simplicity and directness, I held the menu and lowered my head, silent.
Wen Yang only asked why, without any specific questions, but I can roughly guess what he meant, why there was no news after he left three years ago, why I didn't come back after he got married, and why didn't I contact him after returning to China? After all, we were such good friends, but I can't answer which one.
The silence in the air was suffocating. I wanted to say something, but I couldn't make a sound when I opened my mouth several times. All my emotions were occupied by shame and timidity.
Finally Wen Yang broke the silence: "I called today to apologize to Editor-in-Chief Qi."
I said "oh", I couldn't tell if it was disappointment or something else, so Wen Yang didn't come to find me on purpose, "I'll talk to him for you, or I'll make an appointment for you?"
"No need." Wen Yang looked at me and said calmly: "In the middle of the interview that day, I saw a person with a similar figure to yours, and then I threw your editor-in-chief Qi in the cafe."
... I choked up for a moment. I didn't expect it to be like this. In the end, Editor-in-Chief Qi was able to accept my manuscript.
"I thought I had made a mistake, or I was hallucinating in a daze."
... I don't know how to interface at the moment.
"Thank you for that article." Wen Yang said.
"Ah? Oh...it's nothing, you're welcome!" I felt blood welling up on my face, and I had the illusion of being caught doing something bad. Although I didn't sign my name at the time, Wen Yang naturally understood when he saw me up.
Wen Yang raised his hand and poured tea into my cup: "Of course I want to thank you, not only this, I also want to thank you for helping me buy back my mother's villa."
I was nervous and my mouth was dry, so I picked up the cup and took a sip of water. Seeing Wen Yang's relaxed attitude, I also felt relieved: "The money was cheated from Wen He... You deserve it."
"I deserve it?"
Wen Yang looked up at me, and said with a half-smile, "That's not what you said at the beginning. You said you wanted to take the money and go out to be chic, but no one would give it to you, but in the end you bought me a villa. I always wanted to Ask, how can I, Wen Yang, let you do this for me?" After finishing speaking, he stared at me firmly, not giving me the slightest possibility to hide it.
I panicked when I heard the words, the gaze on the other side made me unable to hide, I lowered my head, took a slow breath, and said, "Actually, I didn't think about it at first, it was a coincidence at the time, I met the person who bought your villa back then , I know that villa is very important to you, but it's just a matter of effort, it should be like this between friends, it's not as complicated as you think."
"Friend?" Wen Yang laughed to himself, but his voice was very sharp, "What kind of friend can buy me a villa for five million, what kind of friend, who will go away for three years and then disappear without a word?"
From the beginning to the present, Wen Yang's questions have become sharper and sharper, and each of them has been pointed at the vital point, making people unable to resist. I haven't seen Wen Yang for three years. The current Wen Yang is no longer what I can handle. I lower my head and remain silent. I regret it, or I shouldn't have come at all.
They were all unfulfilled lies. At that time, I thought we had no chance to meet again.
After a while, I heard Wen Yang on the opposite side sigh, his voice was a little hoarse: "I've always wanted to say sorry to you for what happened three years ago."
As soon as the voice fell, the cup in my hand almost flew out, my heart beat like a drum, one bomb after another, I felt like my soul was about to be blown away, how could Wen Yang say such an embarrassing thing so lightly.
It took me a long time to stabilize my emotions, and I pretended to be calm and said: "Drunken sex, to be honest, I was really scared at the time, but it was only after three years in the United States that I realized that I was making too much fuss. After getting drunk, this kind of thing is too normal, it's nothing, you don't have to worry about it, who doesn't have a black history."
Wen Yang's eyes immediately turned cold, and there was a hint of anger on his indifferent face: "Really? I remember you used to be very disgusted with this!"
I felt his scrutinizing gaze, and calmed my mind and said: "At that time, my vision was too narrow, and it was inevitable to make a fuss. You know that same-sex marriage in the United States is already legal. I often see some same-sex couples, and I have long been familiar with it." .”
Wen Yang looked at me for a while, and finally smiled faintly: "Since you said that, I'm relieved, and it's nothing on my mind, otherwise I thought you went abroad to avoid me and refused to come back , so that you can’t go home even if you have a home.” The ending sound was deliberately accentuated, which made people feel a little cold.
"Nah... well, you underestimate me too much. Why have you stayed in the United States for so long? How can you take this matter to heart." The American people were hacked by me, and the three-year hamburger was eaten in vain. But life-saving is the most important thing, so why bother with so much.
Wen Yang's face sank like water, and his complexion seemed to be even worse, but I didn't know what the problem was. In my previous life, I might have thought affectionately whether Wen Yang had feelings for me that were beyond friendship, so Only after listening to my words will I be angry, but if I still think this way now, it is purely a brain bag, and the lessons of my previous life are profound enough.
I couldn't resist Wen Yang's questioning, so I had to take the initiative, hesitated for a long time, and asked, "How have you been these few years?" How are you doing? Is everything going well? This is what I most want to ask Wen Yang when we meet again.
Wen Yang didn't answer my question, but looked at me and asked, "Have you found Jiang Ning?"
In any case, this topic is much less oppressive than before, I replied: "We are colleagues now, she is in the headquarters of EG in the United States, and she should have come back together, but she still has things to deal with, and she is busy in the next few days." I'll probably go back to China when it's over." I knew that Wen Yang had gone to Jiang Ning, but Jiang Ning didn't know that I was in the United States at that time, so Wen Yang asked this question.
Wen Yang's fingers holding the cup slowly tightened, and he said, "Then you have been better than me these past few years, I thought it was because of my affairs that you didn't go to Jiang Ning." Wen Yang looked at me and asked again, " Are you married?"
I froze for a moment, and said hurriedly, "No." I don't think there is any need to lie about this, Jiang Ning is going back to China, so is it possible that we have to pretend to be a couple to lie to him? I said honestly, "She has a boyfriend now."
I don't know if it's an illusion, but I saw that Wen Yang's face softened a lot, he curled his mouth slightly, and said in a gentle voice, "Did you read the email I sent you?"
My heart skipped a beat. If he asked me why I didn’t go back when he got married, I really didn’t know how to deal with it. I subconsciously touched the watch chain on my wrist and pretended to be stupid: “Ah, what mail? I’m going abroad After that, it’s useless, and now I’ve forgotten the password, sorry, is it an important email?” After three years abroad, it’s not like I’ve made no progress at all, and lying is more slippery than before.
Wen Yang looked at me, as if trying to tell the truth from what I said, and after a while, he said, "It's not important."
He remained silent for a few seconds, then asked again, "Are you going to go back to China this time?"
Without the aggressive feeling of oppression, I also relaxed: "Well, after the annual issue is over, I will listen to the news from the headquarters, and if I have nothing else to do, I will go back."
Bang - I heard the sound of the cup falling heavily.
I was startled, when did Wen Yang's temper become so volatile, I looked up at Wen Yang, just in time to catch a trace of pain in Wen Yang's gaze reaching the bottom of his eyes, but the next moment, he smiled calmly When he got up, he nodded and said, "Okay."