My mother didn't like me, you could even say, hate me.
She is the eldest daughter of the Lan family, a prominent member of the political arena. She was once the most beautiful lady in Tongcheng. When everyone mentions Lan Wan, they will always think about it at midnight.
However, at that time, the family was in that kind of situation, and marriage could not be escaped. Not only did my father dislike my mother, but my mother also disliked my father, but when they were young, they didn't have the ability to rebel against the family. That's why I was born after two years of marriage.
Lan Wan's heart is higher than the sky. Although she grew up according to the old Chinese tradition, she most wants to live a life as free as a Western woman. In my memory, they often quarreled at home, and a little thing could be from sunrise to sunset.
Regardless of my presence.
Lan Wan would complain that Lin Wangshu had ruined her freedom, while Lin Wangshu would complain that Lan Wan had prevented him from marrying the woman he loved. They only dared to yell at each other, but they did not dare to turn around and turn against the clan elders.
I heard that my birth was brought about by the elders who prescribed medicine. Although there is no evidence for this, I believe it.
I can even imagine how embarrassed, resentful, and wanting to tear each other apart after a night of confusion.
Without my presence, the tragedy of the marriage would have ended a little earlier, and if they were born 20 years later, they could be happy on their own. It's a pity that I just don't exist anymore.
No matter Lan Wan or Lin Wangshu, they have the most deeply ingrained concept from that era, even if they are not pleasing to each other, even if they are unwilling, but after all, it is no bigger than the word 'home'. Surrounding their throbbing hearts is the blood of traditional decay.
Because of me, they finally gave up, they finally resigned themselves to the shackles of each other, and the triangle of the Lin family was considered sound, so they trapped three people who didn't care about each other.
Gradually, they no longer quarreled. It takes strength to quarrel. They are not young anymore, but they still have anger in their hearts. Fortunately, they have an existence that they can raise and resent together - me.
Whenever he saw me, Lin Wangshu would think of the woman who had nothing to do with him, and then glared at me angrily;
Lan Wan, on the other hand, would grit her teeth and look at the photos of her when she was young, and then walk away.
They all feel that they are innocent, so am I not innocent
When I was seven years old, my fever reached 40 degrees, and I rolled on the ground in pain, crying from my father's door to my mother's door. But just after they quarreled, everyone vomited and thought I was a nonsense. If Aunt Fang hadn't rushed back from my hometown overnight, holding me and asking a doctor to hang the salt water, maybe I would have really died.
And Lan Wan put on a face mask the next morning, looked at Aunt Fang, who had not slept all night, and me, who was ill, and the first sentence she said was: "I've never seen a child cry like this!"
See, no one loves me, I am not needed by anyone.
God probably also knew that I was not likable, so I didn't look like Lin Wangshu or Lan Wan, but I looked like my grandma. Although I looked ordinary, I was very satisfied.
My name was given by my grandmother, and the Lin family is very strict with words, so everyone has small characters like the ancients, and only calls them at home. The small print is called 'Limu', which was also taken by my grandmother. One envy, one admiration, she hoped that my life would be an enviable beauty.
Grandma is the only person in the family who loves me, but she suffered from Alzheimer's disease in her early years, sometimes she is awake and sometimes confused. You, love you more than grandma."
I kept it in my mind, I kept waiting and waiting until Qin Lang appeared. But in the end I realized that I was overthinking it.
When I started to work on a new day, I first received a call from Fu Xiaoci: "Axian, Qin Lang is here again..."
"What does he want?"
"He asked me for your phone number and address."
"Dare you give one a try?"
Fu Xiaoci seemed to have a headache: "Of course I didn't dare to give it, he just stood there like a doorman, stunned to see that my business here would be out of business for a day. Later, I was really afraid of him, so I slipped through the back door and waited. When I went back, he was no longer there, and the person in the store said that he seemed to be looking for a street supervisor to monitor the road conditions."
Traffic monitoring? Could it be that he wanted to start with the taxi I left and follow the surveillance cameras all the way to check on me
I broke the pen in a fit of rage, and I was annoyed: "When he comes back next time, you can tell him that I won't pester him again, and he doesn't have to drive me away so unscrupulously."
Fu Xiaoci responded first, then hesitated for a while before slowly saying: "A-Xian, you probably don't like to hear me say that, but I really think he really wants to see you. You didn't say a word at first, then suddenly It disappears, and anyone will have doubts. No matter what his purpose is now, as long as you don't give him a chance, he will not hurt you again. Even if you want to end it completely, you should have a good face-to-face talk. What do you say?"
These words come from the bottom of my heart, not for anyone, but for me, I can hear it. It's not that what Fu Xiaoci said is unreasonable, but I'm really afraid of Qin Lang. Everyone handles things differently. Some people like to strip them until they are innocent, while some people like to bury them in soil and never open the seal. I am the latter.
"I'll think about it." Those were the last words before hanging up.
Just put down the phone, but Ya knocked on the door and came in: "Mr. Lin, the person in charge of Extreme Enterprise has already arrived downstairs. Do you want to go to the conference room first?"
"Okay, let's go." Shaking his head, he put aside his miscellaneous thoughts and entered the state of work.
As I walked to the conference room, I felt that my eyelids kept twitching so badly that I was only a few meters away from the elevator, so I took the information of the person in charge of the pole from Dan Ya, opened it, and the introduction and photos on the first page let me I stopped instantly.
"Ding----" The elevator opened.
I looked at the well-dressed person who came out of the elevator and looked exactly like the photo in the document I was holding standing in front of me, and my eyelids suddenly stopped twitching.
What is evil fate, this is it!
Is it possible to have a lot of fate to even work together? No wonder Dan Ya suddenly told me last night that the CEO of Extreme was going to come over in person, and I wondered what evil wind was blowing, but now I understand.
Personal grievances return to grievances, and work belongs to work. I will still stick to this attitude. So they politely invited them to take a seat, opened the slideshow, played PPT, and made detailed reports and predictions on the regions, points, exposure, etc. according to their business requirements.
No matter how deliberately I avoided it, I could still feel that Qin Lang's eyes were burning on me, and he was not on the PPT for a moment. He didn't have any questions the whole time, and even handed me a glass of water between my words.
After I finally explained all the plans, he nodded with interest: "Lin Xian, you are much bolder than before."
Everyone present was stunned, and a vice president asked, "Where are you two old acquaintances?"
"Classmates from high school," I said before Qin Lang, and added, "I haven't been in touch since graduation."
The vice-president laughed and said a lot of short and long brothers and sisters, and I also answered one after another. In the end, there was no problem. The two companies had a very good talk. This time, it was just a casual conversation.
Signing, taking pictures, shaking hands cleanly, it's finally over.
Originally planned to send them away like this, but Qin Lang suddenly looked at his watch and said, "This time is just right, let's go have a meal together, I'll treat you."
But Ya's face changed a bit, and she looked at me. Didn't they originally propose not to eat, but now they have changed their minds, but Ya feels that they are capricious, and I know that Qin Lang obviously has ulterior motives.
"I think I'm still..." I racked my brains for reasons to refuse.
"It's a simple meal, and there are no extra programs after eating. For this little face, Mr. Lin should not refuse." Qin Lang blocked my way back, not only the people from the other company were there, but also the subordinates of my own company. Look, if I don't give him steps, I just don't give myself steps, nod my head, and I can only go down. LC