"What did you say?" It's not early in the morning, it's almost ten o'clock, Mo Boyao asked in surprise in the office.
Moss said, "The company recently had a project in North City, and he passed."
"Beicheng? He went there in person?" Mo Baiyao was suspicious, but he thought of the cooperation situation. It was a cooperation with the Beicheng Liancheng Group, but why would he need to go there in person? This does not seem to be in line with common sense, because Chu Xiaoxin was responsible for the contact with this project before.
Mosnian didn't delve into it, he just said, "Is there any change in Xiaoxin who stayed in the company?"
Mo Baiyao thought about it carefully, and suddenly there was a certain possibility in his mind, "This time with Liancheng, is it going to Bingcheng?"
"It seems to be." Mo Sinian thought to him secretly.
"This is no wonder." Mo Baiyao suddenly seemed to understand everything, and he raised his lips.
Seeing his smiling profile, Mo Sinian asked, "Second brother, do you know the reason?"
"Fourth old, you don't know that. Zhou's also expanded a mining project this time, and they rushed to Bingcheng." Mo Baiyao replied with a smile.
Everything suddenly became clear to my heart, it turned out to be so.
Moss Nian smiled, "It turned out to be like this."
"Looking at this day, it should be in time for Christmas." Mo Baiyao also laughed, "But then, the eldest brother can't go to the UK. It seems that the older sister is more important. This is to give Luo Zheng all the time. Throw it aside."
Yesterday, Luo Zheng had already asked for leave and left.
A lively atmosphere in a foreign country should have begun, and this Christmas is approaching.
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December 24th, Bingcheng.
A bus drove from the far end of the area and finally returned to Fangxian, the county seat of Bingcheng. The bus stopped steadily in front of a building. As soon as the door opened, a group of people got out of the car. All the padded jackets are thick and tightly wrapped one by one. The local people had their faces blackened by the cold wind, and the group behind them were Zhou Suhe and others.
They came from Haicheng, and they knew that they were not locals.
Those employees are all elites, very clean and tidy.
The head of the group of them is of course Vice President Zhou Suhe. He was born beautifully, even more white, and his eyes are magnificent.
After he got out of the car, he turned and led another person out of the car.
That was Song Xiangwan.
Song Xiangwan was already wearing very thick clothes, and she had faded from the dress of the rich daughter of the past. At this moment, she has a down jacket with a padded jacket, which reaches the ankle. The scarf is wrapped around my neck, tangled around, and I say nothing, "Finally..."
Zhou Suhe led Song Xiangwan to get out of the car, and he turned his head to look at the other person in the car again.
Then came Johnson.
There was another person behind Johnson.
"July, I'll help you." The bus is simple, and it's a bit old. It's not as convenient as Haicheng's travel equipment. Zhou Suhe turned around again to help her.
The person hadn't come down yet, but the voice came first, "It's okay, I'm walking very steady!"
She got out of the car with a smile, and saw Zhou Suhe's hand still facing her, and the gloved hand gently put it on the ground, and immediately let go, Song Qiyue smiled, "I said I walk steadily."
A heavy military coat, wide and big, was worn directly on the body, with a neck in his hand, and a scarf covering the entire head, only showing a pair of eyes, but it was bright and dazzling. She looked at the building in front of her and returned here, but she was so happy.
"Ah, you can finally watch TV today!" Song Qiyue shouted happily.
Everyone was happy when they heard it, "Special Assistant Song, we finally came back, so you just want to watch TV?"
This time, the team went into the mining area and left for seven or eight days, just as if they had entered a remote mountainous area. The mobile phone had no signal, not to mention the TV. This time when the midfielder came back to rest, she was very satisfied with this inspection and was extremely happy, but she unexpectedly shouted to watch TV, which really made people laugh.
"Although work is important, we should also be busy making fun!" Song Qiyue shouted again with a smile, and everyone was amused. In fact, this trip is not only important, but also cold and difficult, and she is having fun in suffering.
"It's cold." The north wind whispered, and Song Xiangwan frowned. She shouted, "Su He, let's go in."
Zhou Suhe yelled, "Everyone, go in."
"Yes, it's cold this day, please go in quickly, be careful of freezing." The speaker was a leader of the team assigned by the local government and his surname was Li.
There is also an elder brother who takes the lead in the local mining area. He is in his forties and his surname is Zhao. Everyone called him Mr. Zhao.
This is Fang County, which is already the nearest county town around. It just looked like everything around it was just a town. The local government was very supportive of their arrival this time, so they specially arranged for them to stay in the post in Fang County.
The dormitory of the post station is not much warmer than the outside. When I was in the ice city, there was heating when I entered the house, and it really didn't feel cold. But after I got here in Fangxian, I realized that there was no heating in the small county town. Apart from windproof, the house was not much different from the outside.
Only because the inn was built by the local government, air-conditioning was installed deliberately, and when the air-conditioning was turned on after entering the room, it warmed up.
It's just that the resources are limited, and to save money, this time living in the inn, the men are all three or four people, and the other two have air conditioning, which are reserved for the women in the team. One of the two female assistants, and the other for Song Qiyue and Song Xiangwan.
After washing her face and hands with hot water, her whole body seemed to be warm, Song Qiyue felt the energy of her whole body returned. She turned her head and saw Song Xiangwan also wash out, but her hands were swollen and red, she frowned, "Frostbite?"
Song Xiangwan was spoiled and spoiled, no matter how hard she had suffered, her hands had long been frostbite when she was away these days. It's just that she gritted her teeth and said nothing. Now that she was discovered, she insisted, "It's nothing, it will be fine in two days."
"We will stay here for a while. Your frostbite can't be dealt with properly. Be careful when you go back. Your hands are so ugly that you can't see it. I have ointment here. You can wipe it." Song Qiyue immediately found the ointment, Song Xiang Wan didn't try to be aggressive anymore, but her hand couldn't move, her fingers stiffened, and the ointment was trembling in her hand.
Song Qiyue walked directly to her, took the ointment in one hand, unscrewed the lid, and squeezed the ointment to wipe her hands.
"I can do it myself!" Song Xiangwan yelled, subconsciously not wanting her to help herself, let alone owing her the love.
"Don't move! Put on an ointment, you still hid like you did when you were a kid!" Song Qiyue grabbed her hand.
When I was young.
Suddenly remembered, yes, they also had their childhood. When I was a child, I went out to play together. I accidentally fell, but I was afraid of being scolded by the adults, so I asked Zhou Suhe to buy the ointment. Song Xiangwan didn't dare to wipe it himself. The wound looked a little scary, and he was also afraid of pain. Song Qiyue was so courageous, so he just wiped her straight away.
Song Xiangwan suddenly fell silent.
After rubbing the ointment, Song Qiyue tightened the lid and said, "Leave you here. If you can't rub it, you can find Suhe from me."
Song Qiyue turned around again and walked to the cabinet. The phone had just been plugged in and was charging, and it was finally ready to be turned on.
Song Xiangwan noticed that the first thing she did after entering the room was to charge her mobile phone. She couldn't help but said, "I got a signal when I got back here, won't you call him?"
"He must be busy at this time. I'll just send a message." Song Qiyue replied. She turned on the phone, a little excited, waiting for a message that might be sent, or a missed call. But only some system messages were received, and the rest were nothing.
Only the information she sent to him was still in the outbox, but he was silent.
Song Qiyue lowered her eyes, it seemed that he still didn't want to care about her.
She still sent a message-back to Fangxian, and finally got a signal again, I was fine.
"It's dinner!" someone called them.
The restaurant of the post station is actually a canteen in the courtyard. It is connected to the empty courtyard. When the weather is good, the bowls are directly moved to eat in the sun. Song Qiyue took the bowl and took a small bench to eat under the sun, while Zhou Suhe and Song Xiangwan were sitting in the chairs inside for dinner.
The sunshine is too lazy, and Song Qiyue eats this bowl of rice very slowly, perhaps because it is a cell phone with no information, which makes her feel depressed. Everyone has finished eating, but she hasn't finished yet.
But someone came in the yard, it was Director Li.
Director Li suddenly shouted, "Special Assistant Song! Special Assistant Song!"
Song Qiyue raised her eyes and saw Director Li rushing in. She still had food in her mouth. Director Li rushed over, "Special Assistant Song, someone is looking for you! I said I knew him, I came to you!"
"Look for me? Who?" Song Qiyue was curious.
"It's a man, he's just outside the station!" Director Li said.
A man!
Hearing this, Song Qiyue suddenly fixed her eyes, almost unable to believe it, but suddenly the thought came up in her mind, is it him, will it be him? No, it must be him! The thought must be, still hesitating, but expecting to be surging, Song Qiyue picked up the bowl at once, before putting it down, just rushed out like this.
Everyone in the yard was stunned, wondering in their hearts, who is this man?
Song Xiangwan looked at the shadowless figure of Song Qiyue running down, and looked sideways, only to see Zhou Suhe's side dignified. Such solemnity reminded her of the past, many times, he paid such attention.
Huhu.
Song Qiyue panted and ran.
She ran out of the yard, ran across the corridor, ran directly through the hall of the post station, and pushed open the door with her arm.
The building was almost knocked open by her, Bai Xue's dazzling whiteness was reflected in her eyes, and she couldn't open her eyes for a moment, but she didn't dare to blink, for fear of missing something, she looked at it and finally saw it. Not far in front, stood a tall figure.
He was standing in the snow, a black cloak, a strange color standing in this silver-white world.
The breath of breath obscured his vision, that Xueguang was so dazzling that Song Qiyue couldn't see his face clearly.
Her pace was certain, but in the next second, she pulled her leg and ran towards him.
Facing the north wind and stepping on Baixue, she ran towards him all the way.