That evening, Zhou Suhe hosted a banquet and invited Fan Haiyang and Du Yu to cook at the Haicheng Mocheng Temple Restaurant. The group of people will go their separate ways, and go on their own struggles. This time we get together again, I don't know when we will meet again, let alone Zhou Suhe is about to leave, because although the news of his resignation has not been spread from the outside world, there are rumors from all over the Zhou clan.
The group of people said goodbye, drunk a little too much, even more drunk.
Fan Haiyang raised his glass slightly and said, "Zhou Suhe, don't worry about it anymore..."
"No," Zhou Suhe said.
It was about nine o'clock in the night, and they were all gone, so I quickly found a driver to drive them back. Everything was arranged, and everything was sent off. Zhou Suhe didn't want to go back right away. He only let Johnson go first, and he stopped a car.
"Master Su He, where are you going after drinking so much wine?" Johnson asked.
Zhou Suhe said, "The weather is good today, and the starry sky at night is very beautiful."
As he said, he was already in the car.
The night sky of Haicheng tonight is indeed very beautiful. The vehicle has reached a place, that is a tall building, and the roof of the tall building is a good place. He was leaning on the roof wall alone, smoking a cigarette, and quietly watching the starry sky.
Those constellations, so complicated, yet so transparent, can be connected into countless illusions.
Suddenly, Zhou Suhe fixed his eyes. He searched for the familiar constellation, which was her favorite constellation in memory, and the one she had asked about.
It was he who pointed to the star and said: July, this is the Little Bear constellation.
She especially loves this constellation, and she had a soft spot for the little bear when she was a child. Maybe it was because she also had a little bear doll. It was heard that it was a gift from her mother that year, and she loved it very much. After Aunt Song passed away, the little bear doll disappeared and never saw again.
Zhou Suhe took a mouthful of cigarettes and squinted his eyes, the little Bear constellation still shone brightly.
After smoking a cigarette, Zhou Suhe went downstairs.
Return to Zhou's villa from this place.
Outside the villa, there was a car parked and stayed there.
Zhou Suhe walked over. He saw her in the car and knocked on the window.
The people inside did not move, and after a while, she got out of the car.
That figure stood in the cold wind at night, and the surroundings were dark and hazy. The starlight was still shining, and she didn't say a word.
Zhou Suhe said, "It's late, you can go back."
She tightened her lips, just looking at him, the stubbornness in her eyes was still entrenched, unwilling to move.
It was his gentle voice, but he spoke cruel words.
He said again, "Don't come again."
...
On weekends, in the Song's villa, Song's father and Song mother were all there, and there was also Aunt Jun. The family is here. Father Song mentioned Zhou Suhe, and he asked, "Suhe hasn't come to eat for a long time. When will he be free? Let him come."
Mother Song is of course willing, and Aunt Jun also meant that.
Song Xiangwan sat aside and said after being silent, "He has been busy recently."
"It's the beginning of a new year again, and he should solve it, and he won't be busy anymore." Song father said.
Song Xiangwan said, "He wants to start his own company. He has already left and is no longer in Hong Kong."
Her sudden announcement shocked Father Song, as did Song Mother and Aunt Jun. When the three of them were concerned about asking, Father Song wanted to ask clearly, Song Xiangwan said, "Su He has resigned, he is no longer in Zhou's family, he will be busy preparing for a new company, and he will not be in Haicheng. Not very convenient."
What's the reason for this? The Song family didn't know it, and Song's mother asked, "Then you and Su He?"
Song Xiangwan said, "I am very good with him, he is busy with his career, and I will support him."
"You two are not in the same city, is that okay?" Aunt Jun asked.
"I will also have something to be busy with." Song Xiangwan smiled.
"Aren't you two planning to get married?" Father Song asked.
Song Xiangwan said, "Dad, men should put career first, right?"
"What about the engagement?" Song Mu asked.
"These are just ceremonies, I don't care, wait until Su He's career stabilizes, don't worry." Song Xiangwan said again.
The three of them were all suspicious and uneasy, but Song Xiangwan was so calm, as if nothing happened. Such tranquility made their suspiciousness retreat a bit.
Song Xiangwan said again, "Dad, I told you before, I have decided, I want to go out to work."
Father Song stared at her, and Song Xiangwan said again, "I really decided."
That was the firmness she had never had before, and the unshakable seriousness in her eyes.
On the Monday after the weekend, Song Lianheng returned from office. Last week, he was not in Haicheng and went abroad. He didn't return until the new week. Unexpectedly, he had just returned to the company, but he heard from the secretariat, "Ms. Song, Miss Xiang Wan is waiting for you."
In that office, Song Xiangwan was waiting early in the morning.
Song Lianheng entered and saw Song Xiangwan sitting on the sofa. She was silent. Seeing him, she got up and shouted, "Big brother."
Song Lianheng glanced at her. He walked to the executive desk and took off his jacket.
Song Xiangwan also walked towards him at this time and came in front of him. She said, "On the weekend, I mentioned to my father again that I have decided to go out to work."
Song Xiangwan said again, "Big Brother, you asked me a question here before, I think it over now."
Song Lianheng looked at her, he waited for her in silence.
"I decided to go out to work because of myself! I want to do this! All decisions are made because of myself!" Song Xiangwan resolutely said.
The floor-to-ceiling windows behind that shone on Song Xiangwan’s face, and she said, “Brother, I hope you can support me and let my father agree to it!”
For a long time, Song Lianheng didn’t speak, but he never asked again. As for the reason, he just said, “Since you are so determined, if your family opposes it again, you will not compromise. Let’s do it, I will. Go and persuade Dad, but you have to work in the Song family first."
It was already a step further, so Song Xiangwan also gave in, "Okay, I agree."
On the same day, Song Xiangwan entered the Song family transcript.
Her position started as an ordinary clerk.
Inside the department, led by the manager to greet colleagues, Song Xiangwan smiled and faced everyone. Then she walked to her desk and sat down and touched the desk. She slowly turned her head and looked at the front window, the sunshine outside was just great.
She lowered her eyes again and lowered her head.
The sunlight fell on the table, a mottled light and shadow.
...
The calendar flips quickly, and April has already begun, and it has been a week.
Song Qiyue quickly integrated into the life here in Sucheng, going to the construction site every morning and leaving work in the evening. After her arrival, some trivial matters in life on the construction site have also been improved. For example, the food issue has been effectively improved.
In the past, it was a smorgasbord, eating in a mess. Now, in order to improve the food for the workers, Song Qiyue proposed to hire two local sisters-in-laws as cooks to take care of the workers' food. This matter was approved by President Mo, and Song Qiyue immediately executed it.
After this, the food at the construction site was really advanced and to ensure health, so the dishes were arranged in the built house, and the food was distributed like a water table. Each person can order two vegetarian dishes and one meat dish, and the rice is No limit, no limit to soup.
Every weekend, special dishes will be added, which will be decided by the votes of the workers and voted for the dishes added this week.
In this way, the workers are eager to see when they eat, and they are more motivated when working.
Song Qiyue discovered that the workers usually had no entertainment other than work, so they used projectors to show movies on weekends. According to the same principle of adding food, they released four or five movies and let the workers vote on their own.
The temporary cinema for the weekend was just completed.
Just yesterday, on the weekend, the first screen movie was shown.
The workers here are all laughing, but some are not particularly happy.
Who else is this person, of course Mr. Mo.
No one knows why Mr. Mo is upset, he just seems to see that he seems to be upset about what happened.
In the past few days, everyone has discovered that they have no longer seen President Mo quietly come and read the booklet.
Could it be that the booklet was lost, that's why I'm worried about it?
At the construction site in the afternoon, Song Qiyue had just eaten. She was wearing a safety helmet and was recording in a notebook. Suddenly turning his head back, I saw someone standing behind him, and he was shocked at the moment, "Why are you standing behind me!"
Mo Zhengyan also said innocently, "Seeing you are so serious, I didn't call you."
Song Qiyue glared at him, and she walked forward again.
Mo Zhengyan followed unhurriedly, and he said afterwards, "I have reflected on it."
"Mr. Mo, I'm at the construction site now, working hours, not talking about personal matters." Song Qiyue said.
"Isn't it a lunch break?" Mo Zhengyan asked, "I really reflected on it."
Song Qiyue was also curious, she stopped and turned her head, "How did you reflect on it?"
"I haven't driven Sangsang away for a week, and then ran to you to sleep." He said coldly.
Song Qiyue was stunned for a moment. He was really confused by his unbelievable words, "Are you introspection?"
"I shouldn't take Qi Jian away." He said again.
"Yes, you should take Sangsang with you." Song Qiyue said immediately.
"None of it." Mo Zhengyan said.
"Yes, you don't bring anyone."
"I will take you," he said, "I will take you wherever I go in the future."
Song Qiyue looked at him and said, "Don't think that these two sentences are just a reflection."
"Then what do you want?" Mo Zhengyan asked.
Song Qiyue was leaving again. He grabbed her by the wrist and refused to let her go. "Even if you want to reflect, let me know the deadline. How long will I have to reflect on."
"Mr. Mo, don't you know that you are so smart?" Song Qiyue asked, pulling his hand away and continuing to the next place.
Mo Zhengyan stood behind, he stood there blankly, looking at a trace of pity.
I don’t know how long it took. A worker passed by and saw that Mr. Mo was still at the penalty stop. He kindly stepped forward, "Mr. Mo, are you okay?"
"Something."
The worker was frightened, and he said again, "It's a big thing."