At this moment, she used a formulaic model to tell her the decision to be made. At this moment, Zhou Suhe could say nothing, nothing. As if there is no reason or possibility anymore, let her stay here again. At this moment, everything is no longer possible.
Zhou Suhe accepted the resignation letter and put it in front of him, as if he had accepted her decision.
He said, "Approve."
In an instant, her smile dissipated.
Song Qiyue said, "Then I will go out first."
Zhou Suhe nodded at her, and he watched her leave.
After she left, he smoked a cigarette, and he held the resignation letter at his fingertips for a long while without putting it down.
Song Qiyue passed the resignation letter and the news that he was about to leave, naturally quickly let a group of old friends know.
After Fan Haiyang heard the news, he came to her assistant's room, "Song Qiyue, how did you become a friend? You gathered people up by yourself and dug up here. Now halfway through, you are leaving?"
"How come it's halfway?" Song Qiyue smiled, "The project I had was successfully completed, but it ended perfectly."
"We are still half-dangling here." Fan Haiyang tapped the tabletop gently with his fingers.
Song Qiyue held the head with one hand, "That's your problem. Who made you so slow and still can't figure it out?"
"It's all right now. I clap my hands and want to leave, but I still rely on us." Fan Haiyang also laughed, but there is no blame, just a trace of regret.
Song Qiyue smiled, and she replied, "I'm done with what I have, and I will leave it to you next. Haiyang, thank you this time."
"I took the money to do things, so don't come to this set. Thank you." Fan Haiyang was also free and easy.
Song Qiyue made an "OK" gesture, and they shook hands.
Once his resignation was approved, Zhou Suhe's pace was even faster, and he was directly transferred to the financial personnel to settle his salary. Song Qiyue went to the Finance Department to collect his salary, and the process went very fast. Sure enough, there are people in the DPRK who are easy to handle, and she really understands this.
Just after receiving his salary, Song Qiyue was about to return to the department, but he ran into someone.
That was Zhou Jingcun's secretary, the superior of the General Manager's Office.
"Special Assistant Song, Mr. Zhou invites you to go up." Secretary Lin said.
Song Qiyue answered, "Okay."
Immediately, Song Qiyue came to the General Manager's Office. On the top floor of Zhou's, in that huge office, face to face with Zhou Jingcun. I vaguely remember the words he said when he was invited to sit here before. Now Zhou Jingcun is still in front of her, he is smiling, and she is also smiling at him.
"In July, I just got the news. I heard that you have resigned and are leaving." Zhou Jingcun said.
Song Qiyue replied, "Zhou's news is well-informed. It's not long before."
"I am Zhou's general manager. I care about the employees in the company, whether they are temporary or on-the-job." Zhou Jingcun smiled, "Of course, our relationship is different, and I will be especially concerned about you. Seven Yue, really just left?"
Song Qiyue smiled and said, "Otherwise, do you want to stay, and then think about it, do you want to knock down Zhou Suhe, or accept the kind suggestion of Brother Zhou?"
"You have already made a decision. No matter how kind I suggest, you will not accept it." Zhou Jingcun smiled slightly, "In that case, I can only wish you a blessing."
"Thank you, Brother Zhou, for your understanding. I am very happy to receive your blessing." Song Qiyue replied.
"However, in July, you will regret it." Suddenly, Zhou Jingcun watched her and said this quietly.
Song Qiyue raised her eyebrows, her smile became more and more flamboyant, almost blatant, such presumptuous, "Brother Zhou, in my world, I will never regret it!"
Zhou Jingcun looked at her smile, glaring hotter than the sun, she smiled and stood up to say goodbye.
After being handled by the general manager, Song Qiyue returned to the office to sort things out, some books and small items, took a cardboard box, and put them away. Johnson came to call her and let her go to the meeting room. As soon as Song Qiyue entered, she realized that everyone was there. They were a group of old friends.
Zhou Suhe was also there. He stood in front of the French window, but smiled at her.
"What are you doing?" Song Qiyue asked curiously.
Unexpectedly, the group of people looked displeased, and headed by Du Yu, "Song Qiyue, because you are too uninteresting, so tonight, you have to treat!"
Song Qiyue smiled, "Okay, see you in the same place."
Everyone stared at her fiercely, and Fan Haiyang said, "Song Qiyue, you are still in the same place as you are on a budget."
"Love comes as soon as it is over," Song Qiyue said with a smile.
In the laughter of everyone, Zhou Suhe was bathed in the sun, with a dim light and shadow, and there was a touch of sadness in his eyes.
After an appointment with an old friend, Song Qiyue left the company early. After returning to Song's house, she informed her family of her resignation and departure. The happiest one is Auntie Jun, who loves her body so much that she can have a good rest now.
Song Zhongchuan asked, "Have you booked your ticket?"
"Not yet." Song Qiyue had just resigned.
Who knows, Song Zhongchuan called the housekeeper directly, "Book her a plane ticket and go back tomorrow."
"Yes, sir." The butler answered, while Aunt Jun said, "Big Brother, don't be so hurry."
Song Zhongchuan said unhappily, "She has been out for so long, how long will she stay?"
"Auntie Jun, the uncle is right, I should go back soon." Song Qiyue replied, and Auntie Jun also gave up.
That night, Song Qiyue certainly did not stay at Song's house for dinner. She arrived early for the appointment time. That old place is still the night market near Haida. Like when they came, they all arrived. She was the first to arrive in today's game, and she was entertaining everyone.
The others arrived one after another. Du Yu arrived and Fan Haiyang also arrived. After counting the number of people, there were still two fewer people.
"Why haven't Zhou Suhe and Johnson come yet?" Du Yu asked.
Just as he was muttering, Johnson arrived first, "Master Su He has an important client, and he is coming later."
Knowing this, everyone no longer waited, and after Song Qiyue's words, the table finally opened. Everyone laughed and chattered, talking about the past, one after another. The interest is even higher, and the wine has gone down a lot. Xu was successful in this first battle, so everyone was happy to forget about it, so they would not go home without getting drunk.
Song Qiyue was also left to them, but how to send them back in a while is a problem.
But in this little chat and laugh, time passed by. The banquet will disperse, and Zhou Suhe, who has been beating the future, still never appears.
"Is he still socializing there?" Song Qiyue turned to Jiang Sen and asked softly.
Jiang Sen said, "If you haven't come, it means that you haven't."
After a while, seeing everyone almost drunk, Johnson hurriedly called for someone to come and take them back. There were a few who were not drunk before, so he helped them and walked away. After sending all the people away, Song Qiyue sat back at the original table, and she continued to wait.
Johnson has already sent his old friend away, and he also returned, "Miss July, maybe Master Su He really can't get out today, it's better to go back first."
Song Qiyue said, "You tell him, I'll wait for him here, as long as I can, and wait until he comes."
When Johnson heard this, he responded, "Yes, I will tell Master Su He now."
Johnson got up and went to the side to call.
The bell rang, and outside the campus not far away, the private car had been parked there for the whole night.
In the car, the phone turned on the screen.
The night was getting darker, and the other table on the side came and went, and there were already three groups of guests. Only Song Qiyue still didn't move here. I don't know how long it took. Someone finally arrived at the street lamp in the distance. He was wearing a black coat and a white shirt collar glowing with silver moonlight, and he strolled there lightly.
He came to her and finally sat down.
"Here," Song Qiyue said with a smile.
Zhou Suhe nodded, "It's delayed, I'm late."
"It's okay, it's just that they all left. It's a pity that they didn't have a drink together. Only the two of us, let's have a drink." Song Qiyue said, she took two glasses, and the two glasses were full, each One cup, one cup in front of him.
"Come on, Suh, I respect you." She sat opposite him and raised the glass.
Zhou Suhe silently finally picked up the wine glass.
"The first cup, to celebrate the winning of this project, come on, toast." She toasted, and he was the same, and the two toasted the first cup.
After one cup, she poured another cup.
Song Qiyue put down the wine bottle, she smiled while holding the wine glass, "Second cup, Su He, I'm leaving, I say goodbye to you."
Zhou Suhe didn't respond, her wine glass had already been touched, and when she saw her drinking, he also silently raised his head and drank the wine.
Soon, she poured another glass of wine.
She picked up the wine glass again and met him. Zhou Suhe looked at her, her face smiling slightly in the moonlight.
"Su He, do you remember what I said to you before." She said softly.
He moved his lips, without asking a word, just saying, "Remember."
"I tell you, I will always be on your side." Song Qiyue slowly opened her mouth. The voice drifted away with the sound of the wind and spread to the distance. In Zhou Suhe's eyes, it seemed to be that of a teenager. Young girl, she has a serious face, such sincere and sincere.
Now, she stared at him intently, smiled and said, "I used to think so, and I think I can. But, Su He, I'm afraid I will lose my faith in you."
"I'm here to help you this time, it's the last time." Her voice fell slightly in the sand.
Zhou Suhe held the glass and did not move. He suddenly remembered that he had asked her: Do you really care about him so much? Then why do you come back to me?
Now, how like the dust has settled, it turns out that she had thought about it a long time ago, and it turns out that her return is only temporary.
It's like a migrating bird, it's just a short stay. Since then, will not come again.
Her wine glass was raised in the air, Zhou Suhe's eyes were certain, he was smiling, his mind was certain, toasting, greeted her for the first time.
Gently clinking glasses, he said, "Song Qiyue, starting today, we won't even be friends anymore. Don't contact us anymore."
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"Master Su He, it's getting late, it's time to go back." Johnson shouted beside him after not knowing how long.
Zhou Suhe returned to his senses now, and there was no sign of anyone in front of him.
He just got up, left this area, crossed the campus, and was about to go to the parking place. Johnson stepped forward and went to pick up the car first.
His pace was slow, and the campus window column stopped inadvertently, and you could still see the notices posted on the publicity boards. The shadow of the tree reflected in the glass window, I already remember that the boy kissed the girl under this tree.
His eyes slowly gathered, and there was a post in the window that was a campus poetry contest.
The award-winning poems, read at this moment, are nothing but new words for youth love to express sorrow.
But there is a sentence, after all, it was carved into the eyes.
——Don't ask me how far I am forever, just blame my youth for being naive.
Blame, young is too naive.