He is tall and long, and when he appears and stands still, the people around him immediately feel a sense of coercion.
Nie Changhuan glanced at Chang Nian with her shoulders down and her head down: "Miss Chang, are you still going?"
Chang Nian, who was named, trembled and had to look up at Fu Xingye. When she was struggling to explain why she was here, she found that Fu Xingye was not looking at her at all.
Those beautiful and dangerous peach eyes were turning towards Nie Changhuan.
The clothes Nie Changhuan wears today outlines her beautiful curves too perfect.
Chang Nian gritted his teeth and was about to cling to Fu Xingye's arm. Fu Xingye asked Nie Changhuan, "Is you looking for me?"
Nie Changhuan had to raise his face slightly to look at him: "Mr. Fu, your people ran to our place to make trouble. We didn't dare to move this lady who claimed to be your wife, so I had to ask you to pick it up in person. "
When the wife came out, Chang Nian almost bit her tongue, especially when she noticed that Fu Xingye was looking at her, she wanted to find a place to sew in.
Looking at Chang Nian with his head down, Fu Xingye smiled vaguely: "Oh?"
No one knew what he said this question was aimed at Nie Changhuan.
But Nie Changhuan had no intention of wasting time with him, and said: "By the way, since Mr. Fu is here, in view of your cooperative relationship with my previous company, there is something I would like to make a final report with you."
She glanced sideways at her carton that was held in her arms by Manager Zhou: "I have officially resigned from this company, and it is no longer related to your business with the company, so the request you made earlier , I’m afraid I can’t continue to work. However, I believe Teacher Sha Rong will arrange more suitable staff for you to meet your needs."
After speaking, she held her box from Manager Zhou's arms sideways, and pressed the elevator down button with one hand.
Seeing the elevator floor approaching gradually, Fu Xingye pulled his lips: "Miss Nie is so chic, it seems that she has prepared enough liquidated damages?"
"Liquidated damages?" Nie Changhuan glanced at him and then went to look at the numbers on the elevator display, "Why did you breach the contract? Since this business has signed the contract, of course it will continue."
When she said this, Fu Xingye frowned slightly.
Sure enough, I saw Nie Changhuan lowering his eyes and chuckling: "However, the contract only stated that Leiyunqi should sell the paintings according to your requirements, but it did not clearly specify that I, Nie Changhuan, the staff member should follow up the whole process, let alone just a few words. I need to meet you with Mr. Fu alone."
After a pause, she turned her head to look at Fu Xingye, with the same smile on her face: "Mr. Fu, do you think so?"
Fu Xingye silently stared at Nie Changhuan's face, which had not changed at all, and was even more attractive except for his makeup, and loosened his unconsciously clenched fist. Then he looked at Nie Changhuan and smiled.
The elevator clinked, and Nie Changhuan took a step forward, only to realize that Fu Xingye's suit jacket was still on her arm, so she held the box in one hand and handed the suit jacket to Fu Xingye: "President Fu, your clothes ."
Fu Xingye didn't even look at the dress, just stared at Nie Changhuan's face.
He tilted his head slightly, the corner of his mouth kept pursing that smile, and it seemed so disgusting and disgusting.
At that time, the elevator doors were already open.
Seeing that he had no intention of picking it up, Nie Changhuan narrowed his eyebrows, then raised his hand and threw the clothes directly on the trash can at the elevator entrance.
Then she left without looking back.
This act of her stunned everyone standing in the corridor.
This area of office buildings can be regarded as the gathering place of office buildings in the most luxurious area of Beijing. As long as people work in this area, there is no one who does not know Fu Xingye, and there are too many who want to sharpen their heads and squeeze into Fu Xingye’s office. People in the building.
Therefore, even if it is not Fu Xingye's employees, all of them respect him in awe and flattery.
Under normal circumstances, with ordinary status, you can only nod and bow when you see Fu Xingye. No one dares or even dare to imagine that someone would treat Fu Xingye this way.
Chang Nian was also stunned.
In her sense, Nie Changhuan was a little secretary and assistant who would try his best to cling to Fu Xingye. She didn't expect that she would dared to throw Fu Xingye's clothes.
But she changed her mind and felt that Nie Changhuan was just trying to find another way.
After a pause, Chang Nian walked over in silence and took Fu Xingye's suit jacket from the trash can.
But at the moment she picked it up, she regretted it again: her original intention was to show her generosity and reasonableness, but for a person like Fu Xingye, the clothes from the trash can were picked up, not in a disguised way. Is his face
So for a while, Chang Nian held the clothes, and it didn't happen to throw it, and it didn't happen if it didn't.
There has never been a moment before when she hated that she was born in such a poor low-level family, which caused her to make a fool of herself because of her lack of knowledge and lack of agility on big occasions.
She secretly went to look at Fu Xingye, but Fu Xingye's sight didn't seem to leave Nie Changhuan, until long after the elevator door was closed, he withdrew his gaze and dropped a pair of gloomy eyes.
The surroundings were silent, and everyone else left silently. Only Chang Nian stood with his head up and stood beside him, staring at him without blinking, full of tears of humiliation and unwillingness.
After a while, Fu Xingye was about to turn his head, Chang Nian immediately squeezed the tears from his eyes, and was about to make a forbearing expression, but Fu Xingye looked at Manager Zhou's back and stopped him.
Manager Zhou hesitated, but due to this person's aura, he took a few steps back: "Mr. Fu?"
Fu Xingye clicked in the direction of the elevator with his chin: "Is she one of your vice presidents?"
When Chang Nian heard this, she was shocked: She always thought Nie Changhuan was just a little secretary. But it doesn't matter, she seems to have resigned now, is someone who doesn't even have a job, and she is still a top student at Whale City University.
Manager Zhou hesitated.
However, Fu Xingye accidentally saw Nie Changhuan's resignation application just now, but he already knew it, and he didn't intend to ask this.
So after a pause, he asked, "Why is she?"
Manager Zhou was stunned and didn't understand what Fu Xingye meant.
Fu Xingye smiled, lowered his head and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out and held it in his mouth, playing with the lighter in his hand but did not ignite it.
He seemed to think about it seriously, and then asked: "Is she young and beautiful? Or is she not knowing the sky and earth?"
At this point, Manager Zhou vaguely understood that Nie Changhuan slapped Fu Xingye in the face in public, and he was afraid that he was going to ask a crime.
So Manager Zhou raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and explained carefully: "Well, Vice President Nie has already resigned, and it is not convenient for us to talk about other things."
"Really?" Fu Xingye stared at him, but stopped asking, pushed the elevator and left.
From the beginning to the end, there was no constant thought that Fu Xingye had seen. By now, it was all understood.
But her spine only allowed her to stand in place for less than two seconds, and then hurriedly hugged Fu Xingye's clothes and followed the elevator.
…
Downstairs, when Lei Yunqi saw Nie Changhuan coming out, he hurried over and grabbed the cardboard box in Nie Changhuan's arms, smiling as if his white teeth were shining in the early winter sun.
But in order to confirm, he still asked bluntly: "Did it succeed?"
Before Nie Changhuan made this decision, he had communicated and discussed with Lei Yunqi in advance, so today Nie Changhuan came over to resign, and Lei Yunqi followed him and waited downstairs.
Nie Changhuan didn't stop in his footsteps, glanced at him, and asked instead, "Did you find Changnian?"
"..." Lei Yunqi laughed dryly, "Little Junior Sister, you know why I..."
Lei Yunqi wanted to say that you know why I like you so much and can’t let you go, but then I thought that I was warned by Nie Changhuan last night, so I quickly changed my words and said, “Do you know why you are so charming? It’s hard for a girl with a ceiling look like you, not to mention that you have countless advantages such as talent, intelligence and kindness!"
When Nie Changhuan didn’t hear these words, he stretched out his hand and opened the driver’s door. He was about to sit in, and suddenly remembered something: “When you come into contact with Fu Xingye, keep your temper a little bit lower and don’t let him hold it. You got bored, you know?"
In memory, Fu Xingye liked to do it directly. She was afraid that when Leiyunqi broke her mouth, she would cause trouble, and the hands she used to paint would be useless.
Lei Yunqi opened his mouth, then shaved his eyebrows with his thumb, his face was a little red: "Little Junior Sister, you suddenly care about me, I'm still a little uncomfortable."
"..." Nie Changhuan really wanted to roll his eyes at him, but she didn't. She bent down and got into the car, started the car and left.
Lei Yunqi had just been cared, and he was excited, and he chased Nie Changhuan's car for a few steps, and after the car had gone away, he stupidly waved to the rear of the car.
Fu Xingye came out from the gate, squinted his eyes and smiled like a foolish thundercloud stage, and followed his line of sight to see the white car that was about to leave the parking lot.
He stared at the license plate for two seconds, and when Nie Changhuan's car merged into the traffic when he retracted his gaze.
Although Chang Nian was particularly sad and angry, she didn't dare to get angry with Fu Xingye. She just looked at him eagerly, and her heart had reached this point. He should always tell herself something, even if it was to blame. what.
But after Fu Xingye retracted his gaze, he inserted his right hand into his trouser pocket and walked forward.
Looking at his tall and slender back, Chang Nian buzzed in his mind, and almost couldn't help but question his relationship with Nie Changhuan, but in the end she held it back, and instead ran after a few steps. Once he didn't hold Fu Xingye's arm again, but followed silently, keeping a distance of two or three steps behind.
…
After leaving his job, Nie Changhuan concentrated on his consulting work and began to carefully scrutinize every detail of every frame of the Guofeng animation film.
In the past, Nie Changhuan was always subject to being the soul of an ancient person, but after five years of hard work, she continued to expand her social circle and began to use her advantages to enter some fields related to history and antiquity, and With unique insights and creative ability in the field, they have become scarce talents, so in recent years, the days have passed the better.
Such days are the result of her struggle day after day, and she also enjoys this sense of independence, but at the same time, she does not have the extra time and energy to get tainted with some difficult entanglements. This is also the reason why she resigned decisively and left the circle of Whale City decisively.
Only about a week later, if Xia Guo at home hadn't been keen on social software, Nie Changhuan didn't know that Lei Yunqi was on the hot search.
When Nie Changhuan called Lei Yunqi, Lei Yunqi was nestling at home to feed the cat.
When the servant ran over from the manor with his mobile phone, he glanced lazily, but when he heard that the caller was Nie Changhuan, he immediately jumped up and grabbed his mobile phone. .
He guessed what Nie Changhuan was going to say, so he hung up directly.
But Nie Changhuan took the trouble to call, and Lei Yunqi had to take it.
"Did you discuss the solution with Teacher Sha about this matter?" Nie Changhuan seemed to never talk nonsense, just like she was cold.
Lei Yunqi screamed, rubbed his hair that was messy like a chicken coop, and lay down in the wicker chair in the sun room. After putting his overlapping legs on the table, he continued comfortably," Lao Sha said, since they shot, they must have touched the real hammer, and told me not to come out to thrash, lest I beg the hammer to get the hammer and it will end up badly. He was going to watch for two days first, and if there was no way to end it, he would come out. Kneel and apologize."
Hearing the word "kneel", Nie Changhuan knew that Lei Yunqi was joking, but he still had a heartbeat.
Her throat was inexplicably bitter, and after silence, she said in a low voice, "Thundercloud period, can you be more serious?"
Lei Yunqi rarely saw Nie Changhuan's extra emotions. At this moment, he heard Nie Changhuan's voice and thought he had heard it wrong. After a daze, he shouted, "Little Junior Sister?"
Nie Changhuan said nothing.
"Don't be sad!" Lei Yunqi said indifferently, "If my reputation is rotten in the circle, it is a big deal for me to go home and inherit the family business. To be honest, inheriting the family business hasn't been so hard. In fact, I insisted on it a long time ago. Can't go on anymore."
Nie Changhuan lowered his eyes and immediately concealed his emotions.
She knows that Lei Yunqi has a good life, but Lei Yunqi loves painting more and often secretly study and practice alone. He is not so indifferent to painting and fame as he shows.
And even if the truth is finally revealed, Lei Yunqi's return to inherit the family business will require circles and connections. The upper class circle is not big, how can he be able to raise his head by then
So Nie Changhuan thought about it, and said to Lei Yunqi: "Once this incident is exposed, it will only destroy the reputation of the three of us. In the future, we will have no place to stand in this circle. This is not you. One person's business, this is the matter of the three of our masters and apprentices."
It's not that Lei Yunqi didn't take this into consideration, but his plan was to wait for the real hammer to explode, and to carry it by himself, no matter what the reason is, there are ways to discredit himself.
He would rather discredit himself than Nie Changhuan being forced to contact that Fu Xingye again.
But when Nie Changhuan saw that he didn't answer, he immediately poke his point and said: "I know what your idea is, but at Leiyunqi, do you think I will be with a man who everyone in the circle despise then? ?"
"Little Junior Sister..." Lei Yunqi choked out.
Nie Changhuan was taken aback, thinking that he was speaking too much.
In a blink of an eye, Lei Yunqi said, "I know that you have me in your heart! All previous rejections and alienation are tests, right? Little sister, do you know how long I have been waiting for you? ?"
"...?" Nie Changhuan understood in a flash. The sentence she had just said was misunderstood by Lei Yunqi, but she wanted to explain. Lei Yunqi didn't give her a chance at all. After talking about it, she just said it. The phone hung up, and finally turned off the phone.
Nie Changhuan stood silently and stared at the phone for two seconds, and couldn't help but whispered: naive ghost.
After talking on the phone with Lei Yunqi, Nie Changhuan called and chatted with Sha Rong for a while, and Sha Rong's attitude was exactly as Lei Yunqi had said, ready to lie down for the slaughter.
Nie Changhuan found it strange, after all, it was completely unlike the sly Sha Rong's style of acting.
So under Nie Changhuan’s repeated questioning, although Sha Rong didn’t say it directly, he asked her euphemistically: “Changhuan, did you know Mr. Fu from Dacheng Group before?”
Nie Changhuan originally had speculation, thinking that this time it was a ghost of a rival family or someone else in the circle, but he did not expect...
Nie Changhuan held his mobile phone and stood on the terrace on the second floor of his villa. Looking at the flowers and plants in the small garden downstairs that had been well taken care of by Aunt Su, his heart surged with uncontrollable boredom.
Downstairs, Xia Guo saw that she had not gone downstairs, so she went to the garage by herself and drove to pick up Liu Zheng.
Nie Changhuan kept staring at the car until the car completely disappeared from sight, and she still didn't move.
Now that she has lived again, then she will definitely never return to the state of being full of powerlessness and weakness and being able to be slaughtered at all times.
In this matter, she must be able to think of a way again.
Nie Changhuan stood there for a long time, and finally found a friend he had made in his seemingly endless communication.
She first greeted the other party skillfully, and quickly cut to the topic without a trace.
After chatting for about half an hour, Nie Changhuan ended the call with this friend and called another person instead.
This time, she did not greet her, and directly told the other party her request.
"Sister, you help me this time, I'll ask for your idol's To sign for you, how about?"
"I... rely on rely on rely on rely on... You actually know my idol! You didn't say it earlier!" Lu Tingsi roared over the phone, calmed down instantly after the roar, "but are you sure about these things? If you are sued for spreading rumors, Lao Tzu If you want to go in, I'm afraid that you will feel so distressed and worried that you can't sleep!"