Song Qiyue didn’t know where Mo Zhengyan went. Maybe he just changed the hotel, maybe he had already left Bingcheng, maybe he had gone back to Gangcheng, or the next destination, Beicheng, Yucheng, any city, and more It can be abroad, far away, in short, he is not here.
This night, Song Qiyue slept unconsciously, and felt a little tired after waking up.
She picked up the phone immediately, it turned out to be ten o'clock, and there was still a missed call on the screen.
From He Sangsang.
Song Qiyue turned over and stood up, her hair was still messy, holding the phone in one hand and holding her hair lightly in the other, trying to wake herself up quickly. The phone has been dialed back and left over there.
With two slight beeps, the other end picked up, He Sangsang's voice, "Madam Shao."
"Sangsang." Song Qiyue asked immediately, "have you gone?"
"Yes, Madam, President Mo has already left the ice city." He Sangsang replied, but he didn't say where he was going.
"Are you by his side now, is it convenient for me to say a few words to him." Song Qiyue asked again, she didn't know if he was already busy at the moment.
He Sangsang said, "Young lady, Mo always has something for me to tell you."
He has something to tell.
Song Qiyue's heart condensed, "What."
"Ms. Mo said..." He Sangsang's voice came from the other end and reached Song Qiyue's ears. It is obviously her inherent respectful female voice, but at the moment it sounds very formulaic, "He may be very busy lately, so it may be inconvenient to answer. If you have any questions, please contact me directly."
What he said was very direct and clear, and there was another silence. Song Qiyue said, "I know."
"Young lady, then I'll hang up."
"it is good."
After a call ended, I hung up.
Song Qiyue held the phone and no sound, she fell down again. He raised his hand to block him, and fell into a moment of silence.
After a long time, the phone on the bedside table rang with Johnson's voice, "Miss July, are you up? It's time for lunch."
Song Qiyue quickly washed up and met in Zhou Suhe's room.
Everyone was already there, Du Yu smiled and said, "Song Qiyue, I thought I would sleep late by myself, but I didn't expect you to sleep better than me."
After meeting with the European guys yesterday, everything seems to be settled and developed, so today they don’t need to run around anymore, they just need to wait for the result, of course today is a rest day.
Song Qiyue sat down generously, and she also smiled, "Du Yu, don't you know that all beautiful women come to sleep? Otherwise, how could there be sleeping beauties?"
"You still love to use the conversation story as an excuse." Du Yu smiled back.
Their happy and relaxing conversation came. Zhou Suhe was drinking tea quietly. He looked at Song Qiyue. After yesterday, she seemed to have nothing happened, and she never asked why the coin was there. In her hands. At this moment, her smile is bright.
Du Yu said with a smile, his gaze turned around, and he asked, "Vice President Zhou, how is your decision here? When will you sign the contract with the Eucalyptus?"
Now the situation has reversed, and it is only the last step, but this time the decision is in the hands of Zhou Suhe. If this is a battle, now, they are completely on the favorable side. However, on Zhou Suhe's side, there was a stalemate, which made Du Yu couldn't help asking.
Zhou Suhe smiled and said, "I'm thinking about it."
"What is there to consider? After signing the contract, we will continue to the next step." Du Yu replied.
Zhou Suhe just smiled, he clicked and said nothing.
Du Yu is not good to ask more, after all, Zhou Suhe is the one who makes the decision.
It's just that Zhou Suhe considered this for many days, and even the European guy called to ask for urging.
Du Yu never asked Zhou Suhe face-to-face, but only met Song Qiyue in private, and said, "What's the matter with Zhou Suhe? Such a great opportunity, put it there, but I don’t want it? We spent so much effort this time. , Do you want to let go?"
Song Qiyue knew that his complaint was that her efforts were in vain. She said with relief, "Du Yu, be patient, don't worry."
"If it doesn't happen, I just feel it's a pity, it's all wasted." Du Yu sighed. In fact, for him, it doesn't really matter how beneficial it is. But as the main creative staff, I have a sense of responsibility and mission.
Song Qiyue smiled and said, "I think he will give us a decision. No matter what the final decision is, we must respect his choice."
Du Yu looked down, and he nodded.
In the study room of the suite, the smell of smoke is everywhere.
As soon as Johnson came in, he couldn't help frowning, and said in a low voice, "Master Su He, you smoke too much."
Watching the sunset, Zhou Suhe said quietly, "Asen, another day has passed."
"Yes." Johnson replied.
He was Dao again, his eyes deep, "There are some things that can't be dragged on any longer."
"Yes, Master Suhe." Jiang Sen responded again. He didn't know why Zhou Suhe was hesitant at the moment.
At this moment, the Ou guy turned his head back, and President Mo withdrew and left. That opportunity had come. But in this matter, if there is no such reason as Song Qiyue, it is absolutely impossible. Johnson has been following Zhou Suhe for so many years. It was his love since childhood, and he knew it best.
Looking at Zhou Suhe's profile, the eyebrows were dignified, he knew his dilemma.
How proud and proud Master Su He is, how can he accept this fulfillment that others have let go.
Johnson said, "Master Su He, if this project is not won, it doesn't matter. Anyway, we have other countermeasures."
"Really." Zhou Suhe whispered back for a while, but he smiled slightly, "Asen, how do I think it's important."
Johnson was stunned, Zhou Suhe continued to smoke again, and after the last bite, the cigarette butt was wiped out.
Johnson stopped, "Master Su He, you must cherish your body."
Zhou Suhe knew it, and he smiled, "Asen, go and tell July that I'm waiting for her in the swimming pool."
...
On the top floor of the hotel, there is a swimming pool. There are public swimming pools, and there are also swimming pools that can be privately packaged by VIP. Today's VIP swimming pool was booked by Zhou Suhe. In the huge swimming pool, Zhou Suhe was the only one swimming there. He was thin, but tight and lean.
He is like a flexible dolphin, so graceful in the pool.
Someone came in and took a light pace. She didn't mean to go into the water, so she was wearing her usual clothes, a thin sweater wrapped in a big shawl, and her hair was scattered. She walked to the edge of the pool, just watching him Swim freely in the pool.
Until he came back from swimming back and forth, she smiled, "Why are you in such a good mood today, come here to swim."
"It's been a long time since I got into the water. Today is on a whim." Zhou Suhe said, "In July, don't you plan to come down for a swim?"
Look at what she was wearing, she didn't mean to go into the water at all.
Song Qiyue smiled and said, "It's cold, I'm lazy, just let you swim for a while."
"Then you help me count the seconds." Zhou Suhe said, and Song Qiyue nodded.
Immediately, she took the counter and gave an order, and he swam to the other side with one step. He swam so fast, as if he was going to race against time. He worked hard like this. One back and forth, he arrived in front of her again, Song Qiyue pressed the time.
"How much?" Zhou Suhe asked.
Song Qiyue raised her eyebrows, "This second counter is broken, it's not showing."
"Why are you still the same as you were when you were a child, always forgetting things." Zhou Suhe was helpless, he didn't continue swimming, and got up from the pool. The waiter on the side immediately handed over a bath towel, he wiped his hair, and then sat down in a chair.
"It's you who are interested in swimming, but not me. You still want me to decathlon." Song Qiyue put down the countdown and sat down, "Who is like you, a hobby, can not be used for so many years change."
"That's because you are impatient."
Although the water in a swimming pool is big enough, it is not as good as the sea, but it can also make people feel peaceful.
Suddenly no one spoke, and Jingyi was too good. Zhou Suhe's face was covered with a towel, and his hair was dripping with water. He suddenly called, "July."
"En?" Song Qiyue answered, her gaze watched the ripples moving quietly.
"Ou's project, do you want to take it down?" He finally asked, at this moment, he finally wanted to hear her answer.
The water ripples in the pool fluctuated. The surroundings were too quiet, Song Qiyue said slowly, "Look at yourself."
He tore off some of the towel on Zhou Suhe's face, and the raindrops from her hair snapped at the corner of her face, making her profile face into a freeze frame.
"Just do what you think in your heart." Song Qiyue said softly, stopping again, "only one point."
Only one thing, what is that.
Zhou Suhe was already looking at her, she turned her head and looked at herself slowly. The eyes were so clear and so dust-free, she said, "Don't look back."
In an instant, Zhou Suhe's eyes fixed on her smile.
Just like the test game there, whether to go left or right, she just wants to go forward. It was the choice she said. If it were her, then go all the way, because there is a word for going forward courageously.
But only now did he remember that there was another meaning behind that courageously forward.
That is don't look back.
She said: I will never look back.
...
Another city far away from Bingcheng, Haicheng in January, the weather was also cold, but it never snowed.
Zhou’s Xinyi’s general manager’s office, the central heating in the office was on, and Zhou Jingcun was sitting on the executive chair. Someone was reporting to him, “Zhou, Vice President Zhou has not signed the project contract with Bingcheng.”
Zhou Jingcun smiled and said in a decisive tone, "He can't sign."
The subordinate was suspicious, Zhou Jingcun was indifferent, as if he had seen it through a long time ago, "My brother has a higher heart than the sky."
But in the next second, a call came in, and the subordinate hung up after picking up. He replied, "Zhou, there has just been new news from Bingcheng..."
Zhou Jingcun's eyebrows condensed, "Say."
"Vice President Zhou, I have signed the project contract of Oulao!" said the subordinate.
In an instant, Zhou Jingcun could hardly believe it.
Zhou Suhe, his heart is higher than the sky, how could he pick up things that others let go.
How could he.