As the end of the year approaches, Song Haiping also becomes busy. He has quite a lot of contacts in the city and needs to move around.
As usual, Song Haiping invited a few friends to dinner and prepared for the next stop, when he just walked out of the box, he saw a familiar face in the lobby.
Song Haiping was a poor boy when he was young, and the reason why he became rich so quickly, apart from his ex-wife's vicious eyes, was his own ability. He is very good at communication, in the words of his ex-wife, he talks to people when he meets people, he is talking nonsense, even though he is almost fifty years old, but he is still very sure about his memory, even if he only met once, he He also recognized that person as the driver of the Xie family prince.
"Hello, do you still remember me?" Song Haiping took the initiative to go up, he had a keen sense of smell, smelled smoke on the other party's body, and decisively smoked him, "Before, my child ran naughty on the road and almost caused trouble to you. After that, I have been wondering if there is something wrong with your car."
At that time, Song Haiping got Xie Heng's business card, but he still couldn't recover. It's not that he didn't think about contacting the prince during this time, but after thinking about it, with the status of Xie Heng's family in Beijing, there are many people. Wanting to climb up, the prince was discharged from the hospital after a narrow escape. He was uncertain about the other party's temperament and mood, so he could only hold back.
Never expected to see Xie Heng's driver in this city!
The driver, Sun Qiming, also heard Song Haiping say this, so he remembered it. After all, it had been a few months. He took the cigarette and smiled, "You are too polite, the car is fine."
"I didn't know many people when I first arrived in Beijing. I found out that it was Mr. Xie when I talked to my friends that day." Song Haiping looked around for a while, "Is Mr. Xie here too?"
Sun Qiming has been with Xie Heng for several years.
In the past, he dared to fish in troubled waters. The boss had a gentle temperament and was easy to talk to. Occasionally, he would reveal his whereabouts to other people in order to get paid, such as the daughter of a family. Not to mention a big change in temperament, but it also makes people start to wonder. The benefits of being a driver for the boss are not so good, and he doesn't want to lose this job, so even if Mrs. Xie asks now, he will not easily reveal the whereabouts of the boss, let alone this is a stranger.
"No." Sun Qiming's tone was perfunctory, "I still have something to do."
This means leaving.
Song Haiping really didn't expect Xie Heng's driver to be so tight-lipped.
Although he wanted to inquire about it, but all the drivers were like this, he could be regarded as a respectable person in this city, and he really couldn't do that with a driver for a smile.
However, if Xie Heng's driver can be seen in this city, it is very likely that Xie Heng is here.
He has to find someone to find out. Next year, he will focus his career on Beijing. The water in Beijing is deep. If he can get on a big boat like Xie Heng, even if it is just a little bit related, then he will have a lot of success in Beijing.
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This year's first snow fell relatively early. In previous years, it was after New Year's Day, but this time it was on Christmas Eve.
But because of this snow, the atmosphere of Christmas is even stronger.
Song Yuan is very self-aware. She only got her driver's license when she was in college, and it hasn't been long since she actually got the license on the road. Let alone snowy days, she dared not drive even when it was raining heavily. It started to snow early this morning, and even though the ground wasn't snowy when I got up in the morning, Song Yuan changed his mind and didn't plan to drive during this time. Although there is no direct subway from her place to my uncle's company, there is a direct bus, so it is very convenient to travel to work.
Rong Ting ran to the balcony in fluffy pajamas, saw the snow falling outside, and couldn't help feeling, "Auspicious snow heralds a good year!"
Both the home and the company have heating, and Song Yuan didn't dare to develop into a beautiful and frozen person. She honestly put on a down jacket, hat and gloves, and was ready to go out.
"Goo, I'm going to work." Song Yuan stood at the entrance, "It's snowing today, auntie may come over later, if you're hungry, go make a glass of milk to pad your belly."
During this time, Song Haiping and Chen Linjing were busy with socializing, and basically had no time to take care of Rong Ting. Fortunately, the aunt he hired was kind and honest, and she was good at cooking, which made Song Yuan very relieved.
Of course, Rong Ting is also very worry-free, he has initially possessed the potential of an otaku, it doesn't matter if he doesn't go out for a day, as long as you give him a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, a few books, and some snacks, Yakult, he will be very happy Satisfied.
"En." Rong Ting trotted over, "Mother, be careful when you go out today."
Song Yuan looked at Rong Ting and thought, it would be great if Gu Gu was a girl. If it's a daughter, then you can kiss and hug her high, but it's a pity that Gu Gu always puts "the son avoids the mother" on his lips, he can only accept holding hands, unless he is very happy when he is willing to hug , As for kissing... not yet, and it is estimated that there will be none.
After going out, Song Yuan walked out of the community under an umbrella.
It's really cold today, but luckily she's wearing enough clothes, maybe it's because of the snow, she found that the bus stop where there are usually not many people is almost full of people today.
The bus she was on was approaching, and she barely caught up with it by trotting, swiped the bus card, and walked towards the middle.
"You sit here." The man in the overcoat got up among several young people who were pretending to be asleep, and gave up his seat to the old man.
It's because the man's hair color is so conspicuous, Song Yuan recognized at a glance that he was the handsome guy who offered to help her after meeting him at the bakery that day.
Obviously she is not a popular face, and the handsome guy recognized her at a glance, and after a flash of astonishment flashed across his face, he smiled at her.
The two came together and stood together, the bus was running smoothly, the road was icy, the driver did not dare to drive too fast, and the passengers did not dare to rush and complain.
"Why didn't you drive today?" Rong Heng asked warmly.
Song Yuan grabbed the pull ring on the car. She doesn't usually like to chat with strangers, but there are exceptions. For example, the handsome guy next to him should not be considered a stranger. After all, he helped her once, and He was so handsome, it was because of her aesthetic point.
"It's slippery in the snow, and my driving skills are not very good. I dare not drive out on a day like this." When Song Yuan smiled, his eyebrows were crooked, and there were a pair of shallow dimples.
"What about you?" Song Yuan asked him again after a pause.
Rong Heng is the kind of honest handsome guy with good facial features. When he smiles, he looks very gentle, which is not in contradiction with his strong and restrained aura around him.
"Me?" Rong Heng laughed, and looked at Song Yuan, "Just like you, it's snowing and slippery, for safety's sake, I'd better take the bus."
"I don't know how long it will take for this snow to fall. According to the weather forecast, it won't be sunny until after Christmas."
The two chatted one after another, Rong Heng was not considered talkative, and Song Yuan was the same, but it was strange that the two of them could chat very harmoniously.
Arriving at the station around 8:30, Song Yuan wanted to get off the bus, and said goodbye to Rong Heng, only to find that he followed him after getting off the bus.
He is tall and straight, with his hands casually placed in his coat pockets. It is probably because of his calm posture that he forms a sharp contrast with the expressions of the office workers around him at the crowded bus stop.
"You also work near here?" Song Yuan was a little surprised.
What a coincidence! He should also live near her community, and it's definitely not far away anyway. If he was still working nearby, the similarity of their itinerary would be more than 95%.
Rong Heng was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, "No, I have to deal with some business here these few days."
Song Yuan thinks about it too, if the similarity of the itinerary is so high, it is impossible for her to meet him only twice.
"Oh, goodbye then, I'm going to work." Song Yuan smiled and waved at Rong Heng.
She was already very beautiful, she was a school girl since she was a child, and she was even more beautiful when she smiled.
Rong Heng smiled and nodded, but still stood there, his eyelids drooped, hiding the deep thoughts in his eyes.
There are too many people and things between them, and now it is lost and recovered for him, and he came back to his senses, and it was also the first time if she hadn't smiled at him and hadn't been defenseless to him, many things would not have happened.
The working days go by very quickly. Most of the time, Song Yuan leaves work on time. Now that there is a child in the family, even if he has to work overtime, he will bring the work home to complete it.
The company's regulations are still very humane. In winter, it gets dark earlier, so the lunch break is reduced by half an hour, and the off-duty time is also changed to 5:30.
After get off work, Song Yuan took the bus back and planned to go to the bakery. She went there almost three or four times a week.
As soon as I entered the bakery, I saw Rong Heng.
Rong Heng was picking out toast, when he heard the sound of the door opening, he turned his head and saw that it was Song Yuan, he was startled and laughed again.
Song Yuan didn't expect to run into her at the bakery again by such a coincidence, but thinking about it carefully, it's the rush hour for getting off work, so it's not surprising that some office workers come to the bakery to buy breakfast for the next day.
She took the initiative to say hello to him. Although she didn't know the name of this handsome guy, she had met him several times. He was definitely not a stranger. Although there was still a distance between friends and acquaintances, it was still a meeting We can say hello.
Song Yuan and Rong Heng paid the bill one after the other.
After walking out of the bakery, Song Yuan realized that it was starting to rain lightly. She was a little annoyed. She obviously brought an umbrella when she went out this morning, but she accidentally left the umbrella in the restaurant when she was eating with her colleagues during the lunch break. When she called to go to the restaurant , The front desk also said that they did not see it, and it was probably picked up by someone.
The bakery is not very far from the community, but she just went back like this, and her clothes must be wet when she gets home.
When Rong Heng came out, he opened the umbrella with one hand. Seeing Song Yuan standing on the side and not leaving, he thought about it and said to her, "Did you not bring an umbrella? I will lend you my umbrella."
Song Yuan really isn't that thick-skinned, he only has one umbrella, lend it to her, what about him
She quickly shook her head and declined his kindness, "Actually, my home is near here, very close."
Rong Heng said kindly, holding the umbrella handle in one hand and the bread bag in the other, as if thinking for a moment, he said: "Since your home is nearby, I'll give you a ride, it's easy to go back in the rain Being sick, after all, being sick is a troublesome thing."
By the time Song Yuan realized it, she was already standing under the umbrella.
She couldn't help feeling in her heart that her heart was too big.
Fortunately, most handsome guys have integrity, and handsome guys who are good at her aesthetic point are also very rare. Otherwise, with her unstable temperament, she would be sold every minute and would have to count the money.
The two didn't talk much along the way. Song Yuan was carrying the bread bag. I don't know if it was her illusion. She always felt that the other party had a very strange smell. She smelled it this morning, but there were too many people on the bus at that time. , she didn't think much about it.
What is this taste like
She couldn't describe it either, and she always felt that it wasn't the smell of perfume or laundry detergent.
Too immersed in his own world, Song Yuan didn't realize that Rong Heng turned his umbrella towards her, and his shoulders were wet.
Walking to the gate of the community, Song Yuan felt that this was the limit, and she couldn't be sent downstairs. Wouldn't that reveal her home address, which was a bit dangerous, and she was still a little clear-headed.
Song Yuan knew that this person was her favorite.
At least what she saw so far, whether it's appearance, figure or temperament! Anyway, the kind of guy she would like.
Song Yuan is not shy and introverted. In the past, she would definitely want his contact information, but now, when the cold wind blows, she thinks that there is still a child at home, and suddenly she has no thought at all.
Naturally, Rong Heng saw Song Yuan's reluctance to speak, but he didn't say anything, he just smiled at Song Yuan, and after seeing her enter the community, he turned and left.
The author has something to say: I read a lot, but I still don’t know what ambergris tastes like==
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