Zhang Lei looked handsome and elegant, but he was actually quite aloof at heart. Youyan was a little surprised. However, Li Duo was not surprised. She was about to get up to thank him when Zhang Lei reached out and rubbed her cheeks. Hair, laughed and said: "Okay, don't bow to me anymore."
Damn this attitude! The waiter was dumbfounded again. Youyan also blushed, but soon felt relieved. She would not be naive enough to think that this boss, whose appearance was no worse than that of a male star, would be interested in someone like her who wanted looks, a career, a career, money, and even less money. what idea.
Zhang Lei's room is very elegant. There is a stereo, a bookcase, and a pure white wool carpet on the floor. The entire bedroom is elegantly and delicately designed, but what catches Youyan's eye is the huge photo framed in a large frame next to the bookcase. .
The background color of the photo is the most ordinary black and white. The picture is composed of many hands gathered together, men's, women's, old people, babies, big, small, strong, rough, weathered, wrinkled Thin, thin, slender, snow-white...other than that, there is nothing superfluous.
"looking at what?"
While she was watching intently, Zhang Lei came over with a new pillowcase.
She walked to the wall on the other side of the bookcase, stretched out her hand to knock on the wall, and asked: "It was originally hung here, right? Why did you take it down? You should like this photo very much, otherwise you would have taken it down." I won’t keep it in the house, but if you really like it so much, why would you take it down? It’s obviously better to hang it here.”
Zhang Lei was stunned for a moment, "How did you know it was originally hanging here?"
"The colors on this wall are layered, and the size seems to be the size of this picture."
"The time it was hung on it was very short, and the traces were not obvious. I couldn't see it anyway. Are these the eyes of the painter?" He curled his lips in a self-deprecating tone.
"Why do you want to take it down?" Youyan is not the kind of person who doesn't know how to wink. She clearly felt the indifference in Zhang Lei's tone, but she still asked knowingly.
Zhang Lei was silent for a moment and finally replied: "Not good."
"Whose work?"
"Your boss's."
"Who can tell?"
"Bill Green."
"do not know."
"Green is a world-famous photography master. The evaluation he gave to this photo is terrible, but this is the work I am most satisfied with. I originally planned to use it in a personal photography exhibition." Zhang Lei's voice became slightly colder. . He once thought that he could control the wind and rain, but it turns out that this is when people are powerless, and moreover, it is still about the things they love.
The two stood so close that he could even smell the faint fragrance from the tips of her hair. The night outside the window is deep, and the lights inside the house are dim and warm. He thought that it must be the night that confuses people, so that men can also talk about their failures.
Ever since the Zhang family's career got rid of the shadow of darkness, he left to pursue his dreams. He is a proud son of the emperor, excellent in everything he does, and soon rose to prominence. Unexpectedly, he was left alone under Green's harsh criticism at the press conference two years ago.
"What about the photography exhibition?" she asked.
There was an anxious look in her pupils, and this concern slightly pleased him.
"I won't do it again. At the press conference, Green gave such a comment, what qualifications do I have to hold another photography exhibition?" He smiled: "But making coffee is not bad."
She suddenly walked out.
Zhang Lei was feeling a little strange, but she had already pulled the waiter in.