After taking another look at the building, I slowly walked to the car.
The 120 Building is the tallest building in G City. In the night, the neon lights are not extinguished and the sky is vast.
The most prestigious companies in G City are all gathered on this 120th floor. What comes out of here are not just simple white-collar workers, but also people who determine the fate of white-collar workers.
That person is one of them, sitting in the most eye-catching position, overlooking all living beings.
Is he off work at this time? What is he doing
I can’t think about it anymore, I really can’t think about it anymore.
The buses in G City are notoriously crowded and chaotic. But I was lucky tonight. There were not too many people on the bus. Looking at the receding scenery outside the window, my thoughts slowly drifted away.
Suddenly I remembered the personnel affairs of their current class that I had mentioned while chatting with Susan a few days ago. Foreign language majors still inevitably fall into the cliché. Almost 70% of them work in foreign trade or translation industries in foreign companies.
The most outstanding people in the field of translation are Fang Ying and Zhou Huaian. Simultaneous interpretation has taken over almost all diplomatic summits and cross-border business negotiations in G City. They perform the most brilliant profession under the sun to perfection. In this life, there should be no regrets.
Zhou Huaian. When this name passed through my mind, I felt so uncomfortable that I suddenly felt suffocated. I jumped up quickly and caressed my chest for a long time before calming down.
Wherever there is Zhou Huaian, there is that person.
What a circle. Finally it came back to him.
Gu Yebai, that amazingly talented, indifferent man.
Outside the window, the moon is like weaving, and all the scenery in the city lights makes people's hearts sink.
Time seems to go back four years ago. At that time, she was still studying at G University. At that time, she was still with Gu Yebai. At that time, everything had not happened yet.
In the evening, the two of them would go to Yingshan Mountain near the school to watch the sunset. His eyes were as dark as ink, and he was concentrating on sketching the scenery in his sketchbook, while she leaned against his back and talked about something, about the sun, moon, morning and dusk, gossip, ranging from the presidential election to a celebrity's little party.
Sometimes when he was disturbed by her, he frowned, brought his thin lips to hers and captured her lips, silencing all her chatter. She smiled brightly, and her little plan was punished! She loved his kiss so much, and the gentle taste of grass in his mouth made her feel at ease.
He was so smart, how could he not know her little thoughts, but as punishment he couldn't help but deepen the kiss with love and affection, until he was satisfied to see the blush on her face spread all over the world.