"Your mother has been doing well these past few years. I heard that rich people don't have a good temper..." Gu Zhun's father put away the cigarette. Over the years, he has gradually quit smoking, but he still can't help but want to take a puff whenever he has any worries.
Gu Zhun didn't say anything, he just stared at the farmland in front of the tin wooden house in a daze, wondering what he was thinking.
Zhang Heng made a suggestion: "Then, uncle, would you like to go to see Auntie with us? Our plan is also to meet Gu Zhun's mother. And we also hope to get your blessing at the same time."
"Blessing?" Gu Zhun's father looked up at Zhang Heng, his eyes scanned Zhang Heng's whole body, "Are you really determined to be together?"
"certainly."
Gu Zhun's father stood up, walked into the room, opened the lock with a key from the iron box on the bedside, and took out several hundred yuan bills from inside. Then he walked out of the house and handed these 100 yuan to Zhang Heng.
"I don't have any savings, but as a father, even if you two big men get married, it's not allowed ethically... But you are in love after all. Uncle did stupid things back then, so he has no right to stop you, nor has he the right to ask you Just take the money as a dowry for Gu Zhun from my father... I see you, you seem to be a husband, right?"
Zhang Heng nodded, and hugged Gu Zhun's father weeping bitterly: "Uncle Uncle! I knew you a long time ago! I don't have to chase Gu Zhun so hard these few years! I'm crying to death! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ————————”
Gu Zhun stood aside without any face to watch, he walked over and asked his old father, "Dad, do you want to continue living here?"
Gu Zhun's father nodded, and answered with the mountains and rivers surrounding the village: "The scenery here is good, and there is no pollution. Living here, the whole person's mood is different. When I get up in the morning, feed the chickens, spray the insects After lunch, I went to the old man on the mountainside to play chess and chat with the old lady about opera. One day passed like this. Before I knew it, my illness was almost cured, and I almost quit smoking. I will not go back to the university. I went to the city, the big city is really tiring, not suitable for me... "
Gu Zhun nodded to express his understanding, and he asked again: "So, mother, are you still seeing me?"
"So what if we meet?" Gu Zhun's father smiled helplessly, so what if we see you again? It's been so many years. Either she only hates herself or only hates herself, or she even forgets that there used to be such a poor ghost in her life, an old married couple who even said the idiot words of abandoning his wife and children …
"Your mother won't be happy to see me..." Gu Zhun's father naturally missed his wife very much. After all, after divorcing her, he couldn't fall asleep every night, and always missed her tenderness in his dreams.
Zhang Heng stopped Gu Zhun from further persuasion, and just asked: "Uncle, can you write? Write a letter to Auntie?"
Gu Zhun's father nodded: "This is also possible."
So Gu Zhun's father entered the house, and Zhang Heng and Gu Zhun also followed him into the house.
If you don't enter, you don't know. When you enter, you will be shocked. It turned out that the house that Gu Zhun's father and father lived in these years was covered with iron sheets and the walls were made of wood, how cold and narrow it was.
"Dad, how can you recover from your illness in a room like this?"
Gu Zhun's father took out a piece of paper from the dilapidated cabinet
The pen and paper smiled helplessly: "The air in a big city is incomparable to the air here..."
Gu Zhun's father spread out a piece of crumpled paper, picked up a pen he hadn't touched for a long time, and wrote his letter to his wife stroke by stroke on the paper with a little unskilledness.
"...That's it." Gu Zhun's father put away his pen, folded the crumpled paper, put it in an envelope, and handed it to Zhang Heng.
Zhang Heng properly put away the letter, bid farewell to Gu Zhun's father with Gu Zhun, got in the RV and continued to set off.
There was one sack or two sacks of agricultural products in the bedroom area of the RV. Gu Zhun sat in the passenger seat and looked at his father who was still waving him off.
"Suddenly a little reluctant?" Zhang Heng asked.
Gu Zhun nodded, but did not speak. I used to think that I must hate my father, but now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, I realized that my children really love their parents. No matter what big mistakes their parents did, he is still their parents after all.
Gu Zhun sat down and stopped poking his head out to look at his father behind the car. The figure of my father has gradually faded away...
The RV drove all the way, and had already crossed the provincial border.
"Is there really no problem with the company?" Gu Zhun was a little embarrassed that Zhang Heng had been with him for so many days at work, and he was really worried. A president actually ran away with a small assistant... Although he didn't run away with money...
Zhang Heng was driving the car, and said disapprovingly, "It's okay, and Wen Yihong and the others will keep an eye on it for me."
"Aren't they colleagues? Are you not afraid of competition?" Not to mention that Gu Zhun is a liberal arts student, at least he also studied economics in politics...
Zhang Heng thought for a while, but still said disapprovingly: "Ye Ruixi doesn't have that kind of heart or brain. As for Wen Yihong, it's already a little bit powerless just to deal with Ye Ruixi's ass."
How did the two of them work together
Far away in a big city, Wen Yihong and Ye Ruixi, who stuck to their positions in the company, sneezed at the same time.
"Did you catch a cold? You hid it from me and passed it on to me?" Wen Yihong wiped his nose, then turned to ask Ye Ruixi. Ye Ruixi shook his head with two snots hanging from his nose, and pointed to the ceiling: "I swear! I didn't! That bastard Zhang Heng must be cursing me!"
"..." Wen Yihong was a little confused. Obviously you like Zhang Heng, how can you say that the person you like curses you? It doesn't make sense, does it
But Ye Ruixi just thought like this, Zhang Heng must be jealous, in this big city, only himself and Wen Yihong could curse like this if they were alone in the same room.
"Where did you say Zhang Heng and that little assistant went? Although the company announced to the public that the president needs to go out for a period of time for a test, but it won't be like the president visiting the country, going out for such a long time, right? The last time he and The longest time I went on a business trip together was one week, and now two weeks have passed..." Wen Yihong murmured, recalling the business trip experience with Zhang Heng.
Ye Ruixi got a little angry, he hummed unhappily, and turned to play a small game on his mobile phone——Xin Xiao Xiao Le. Ye Ruixi deliberately amplified the sound of the mobile phone, and the sound effect of Xiaoxiaole entered Wen Yihong's ears. Wen Yihong heard it, turned his head, walked behind Ye Ruixi, put his hands on both sides of Ye Ruixi, and leaned his head against the Ye Ruixi looked at Ye Ruixi having fun with Xiao Xiaole in his head.
"Don't you spend money to play card games?"
"Go, go, go! Do you think the president has a lot of money? Isn't my money all sent by you? Vice president and chief financial officer."
Wen Yihong is both the vice president and the chief financial officer of Wen's enterprise. Therefore, even if Ye Ruixi becomes the president of Wen's enterprise, it is impossible for him to be greedy for money and take away Wen's money. First of all, Ye Ruixi has a big heart, or a big nerve, and he has no bad intentions at all. There was no one who could steal the money from Wen Yihong and leave, and he didn't have to. He likes Wen Yihong...
Wen Yihong continued to ask: "Yes, yes, do you think the salary is too low?"
"..." Of course Ye Ruixi wanted to say yes, because he really needed money to spend. His consumption habits followed his parents' enthusiasm for art, and he spent a lot of money on the collection and appreciation of collectibles (including a large number of hand-made and so on...). If it doesn't affect his daily consumption, he will definitely go to krypton gold without hesitation! This is also the reason why he didn't play the krypton gold draw game.
Wen Yihong also expected that Ye Ruixi would not dare to say less. Because compared to the presidents of other companies, Ye Ruixi really does not do much. Because Ye Ruixi is just the company's little diplomatic angel, and he is not very skilled in handling projects. He often asks Wen Yihong to smooth things over. After the project is over or in progress, he has to do his best to wipe Ye Ruixi's ass.
Why do you say that the real heir of the family still obeys such a president who is less capable than himself, and tries his best to do a good job instead of flying over and kicking the real president
Wen Yihong also thought about it, maybe it was because he always felt that Ye Ruixi was destined to be abandoned by Zhang Heng, destined to be sad, at least until then, when the truth was revealed, Ye Ruixi could still lean on his shoulder to give him some comfort .
But if he is not mentally prepared, how can Ye Ruixi accept it? What if Ye Ruixi can't think about it? Do you need a vaccination
Although at that dinner party, Wen Yihong watched Ye Ruixi take Gu Zhun to the men's room, but he didn't think about the misunderstanding...
In fact, Ye Ruixi likes him...
"Do you know who Zhang Heng likes...?" Wen Yihong finally asked. Ye Ruixi's fingers paused for a moment while playing with Xiao Xiao Le, causing it to be too late to clear the game, the game was GG...
"I know… "
Wen Yihong didn't expect Ye Ruixi to know... But if he knew, why hasn't he responded at all until now? Even in the past two weeks, Zhang Heng has been running with Gu Zhun for two weeks, but he still hasn't responded, instead he eats more than usual and sleeps more soundly.
He often ordered takeaway at noon, skipped the cafeteria, and slept on the sofa in the office when he was full. He didn't care about Wen Yihong's pain while he was still working hard to audit the accounts.
Wen Yihong asked, "Who?"
"Gu Zhun."
"But...you seem to have nothing..."
"Why should I have something to do?"
"Are you going to be jealous?"
"Why are you jealous? I don't eat dumplings."
"... Don't you like Zhang Heng?"
"... Don't you like Zhang Heng?"
Simultaneously, unanimously, both of them said this sentence.
(end of this chapter)