4 04

◎Are you okay? ◎

Liang Yuwei paid attention to Chen Zui's every move consciously or unconsciously.

Her outfit is still simple, with a light blue shirt and jeans, casual and capable.

Zhou Mo also glanced over there.

Although he and Liang Yuwei were in the same school back then, he basically knew all the beautiful girls in Liang Yuwei's school.

However, he did not recognize Chen Zui.

Zhou Mo turned his head casually and chatted with the two employees. His tone was as relaxed as a joke between friends: "Who are you talking about? Let me have a look too?"

The two people came to their senses and realized that they happened to bump into each other. The senior officer lowered his head and stopped talking.

Liang Yuwei reminded him calmly: "This is not in the office, this is on patrol."

Liang Yuwei had a very strong aura, and it was enough to drive those two people away without harsh words.

"I have forgotten the employee code. Next time if the customer hears it, what should I do if I complain?" Zhou Mo continued what he said.

Zhou Mo is not an alarmist. Most of the members in EM Block are luxury brands, and there are many members who spend millions every year. They all need to maintain relationships regularly. Therefore, customer complaints are no small matter for the group.

"If there is a next time, I will talk to the human resources department." Liang Yuwei said.

At this time, Liang Yuwei's cell phone vibrated in his pocket.

Zhou Mo grabbed him and whispered, "I'll give you what you want."

Liang Yuwei motioned for the others to leave first.

He opened his phone and saw a long and slender form.

"Did you originally have this mole on your hand?" Zhou Mo touched the back of Liang Yuwei's hand.

Liang Yuwei opened Zhou Mo's hand in disgust: "Let's get down to business."

"Oh, this is a project that Tiancheng has participated in in the past year. The only one we are working on now is the renovation of the Creative Industrial Park." Zhou Mo nodded his chin. "In addition, they have been in contact with an art museum client recently."

"Art museum?"

"Well, you should have heard of Li Art Museum. They seem to attach great importance to it. Fang Jun personally went to negotiate."

Liang Yu Wei Wei's eyebrows moved slightly, she put away her phone and listened carefully to Zhou Mo's speech.

Zhou Mo continued: "The person in charge of this Li Art Museum is called Qiao Sen."

Liang Yuwei was no stranger to this name.

He had read Jolson, an eccentric but extremely gifted curator.

"I don't know about Qiao Sen, but the big boss behind the art museum is Fan Rong. He started out as a consultant. In recent years, he has obtained a third-party payment license and started to build his own payment platform." Zhou Mo said that he already knew this. All the information, "I didn't expect that the boss is quite elegant."

After talking to Zhou Mo, Liang Yuwei probably made a judgment.

He looked up again and saw people coming and going in the empty atrium, but Chen Zui was no longer in his original place.

He opened WeChat, found Chen Zui's profile picture, and sent a message: Are you there?

A dazzling red exclamation mark pops up next to the result dialog box.

[The other party has turned on friend verification, but you are not his (her) friend yet. Please send a verification request first, and you can only chat after the other party has passed the verification. ]

-Chen

Zui and Li Songyi found a cafe on the first floor of the shopping mall and rushed to report on the spot.

Chen Zui took detailed photos and records of the lighting layout and route design of the scene. He was typing on the computer keyboard without saying a word.

The light of the screen was reflected in her clear eyes. Li Songyi sat opposite her, holding her chin up and looking at her, as if trying to understand what kind of person she was.

Li Songyi came to the art museum earlier than Chen Zui. Chen Zui was the assistant to the curator who was airborne later. I heard that he was transferred directly from Mr. Fan, the big boss of the group.

There are many rumors about Chen Zui, and everyone often gossips with each other secretly. Some people said that she was Mr. Fan's spy, who came to keep an eye on Qiao Sen's work. Others said that she was Mr. Fan's lover. Mr. Fan transferred her away from the group headquarters in order to appease his wife's anger.

But after getting along for a short time, she felt that Chen was the quietest and serious person, which was not consistent with the rumors.

In short, Chen Zui is a mysterious person.

Chen had no time to pay attention to Li Songyi's gaze.

She went to EM Block's official website to find a list of service providers. Before I could find the information I wanted, I saw the formal photos and introduction of the management at the bottom of the homepage of the official website.

Liang Yuwei's photo is the first in the second row, her eyes as clear as if they had been washed by rain.

Chen was most reminded of what Qiao Sen had said the night before, and was lost in thought for a moment.

"Chen Zui, the devil is calling." Li Songyi tapped the table.

Chen Zui came to his senses and saw the word "Qiao Sen" flashing and jumping on the screen of his mobile phone.

She glanced at Li Songyi and answered the phone: "Hello, leader."

Qiao Sen got straight to the point as always: "Are you at EM Block?"

"Yes."

"How is the progress?"

"Among the service providers of EM Block, a trendy art exhibition, There are two other companies that appeared together with the name of Future Tiancheng. Future Tiancheng only undertook part of the business of this exhibition. Their strength lies in lighting design and they do not have the ability to design lines and sightlines. "

"There are other resources that can be contacted. "?"

"Not yet..." She didn't have time to understand clearly, so naturally she couldn't answer Qiao Sen's question.

"What I want is to confirm the result." Qiao Sen's tone showed no emotion. "I will give you feedback on the PPT for the exchange at Jingjiang University later. Keep the phone open."

"Okay."

"Is Li Songyi with you? , let her come back in the afternoon to deal with the contract."

Chen Zui: "..." After hanging up the phone, Chen Zui

said to Li Songyi, "You can breathe."

Li Songyi trembled: "I seemed to hear my name."

Nodding, he said concisely: "I suggest you go back quickly."

Li Songyi quickly put his mobile phone, iPad, and headphones into his bag, and sighed: "I'm going to die."

"Come on."

Li Songyi paused and said : "I hope I can have a good lunch with you next time."

-

After Li Songyi left, Chen Zui sat alone in the cafe, waiting for Qiao Sen's feedback call.

It happened to be lunch time, the cafe served simple meals, and there were gradually more and more people. Most of the people dining are mall employees, and when you swipe your employee card, it shows half price.

Chen Zui bought a sandwich for lunch. When she was paying, a group of people came in from outside and were waiting behind her to order.

A female voice said: "Boss Zhou told me when we were having dinner that he would treat us today."

Several people said "Thank you, Boss Zhou" one after another.

The man called Boss Zhou showed the employee card in his hand: "Don't thank me. Today is Mr. Liang's treat. If you want to thank Mr. Liang, just thank Mr. Liang."

Others echoed and screamed again: "Mr. Liang is so handsome!"

"You guys are too unfair to each other. Why didn't you say I was handsome just now..."

Chen Zui took her sandwich and turned back to his seat.

Perhaps because of the impression left in the distance in the morning, Zhou Mo felt that the blue was familiar, so he paid more attention. When he saw the face clearly, his pupils dilated a bit.

"Whatever you want." Zhou Mo handed the card in his hand to the people around him, then walked out of the cafe and called Liang Yuwei.

Liang Yuwei was probably getting ready for a lunch break, his voice was full of tiredness, but Zhou Mo could not restrain his excitement: "You will never guess who I saw."

A quarter of an hour later, Liang Yuwei came to the mall from the office area.

Zhou Mo was waiting at the door of the cafe, waving from a distance.

Liang Yuwei put his hands in his pocket and came over slowly: "Who is it? It's mysterious."

"Here is a supercomputer." Zhou Mo pointed to his head, "He has an excellent memory."

"Tell me the key points."

Zhou Mo was mysterious: "It starts with your sudden generosity today and giving me your employee card..."

Liang Yuwei was too lazy to listen to his talk, so she pushed him away and was about to go in.

Zhou Mo quickly stopped him: "I told you, there is an acquaintance of yours sitting inside, guess who it is?"

Liang Yuwei turned around and left.

Zhou Mo was helpless and told everything: "It's your high school classmate, the very beautiful one."

Liang Yuwei asked: "Which one?"

Zhou Mo choked: "...I didn't remember the name clearly."

At that time, Zhou Mo often went to No. 1 Middle School to find Liang . Yu Wei, for a while, this girl was sitting in front of Liang Yuwei. He remembered that it was already summer at that time, and she was still wearing her school uniform jacket, wrapped up tightly.

Liang Yuwei glanced at him and laughed contemptuously: "Supercomputer?"

This supercomputer was afraid that it could only scan faces and not recognize text.

Zhou Mo was willing to be ridiculed, pulled Liang Yuwei and took a look through the glass door.

Chen Zuizheng was sitting by the window.

Zhou Mo pushed him with his elbow: "Is it her?"

Liang Yuwei squeezed out a word from his throat: "Yeah."

Zhou Mo pushed him: "Go and say hello."

Liang Yuwei: "?"

" Old classmates met and talked about old times." Zhou Mo couldn't help but clicked his tongue, "She really hasn't changed at all...why do you think I won't go?"

Liang Yuwei: "..."

In his opinion. Before going in, Zhou Mo threw another temporary task: "But you can help me ask her if she is single." Liang

Yuwei frowned: "What do you want to do?"

"Just ask, can't you just ask?"

Yu Wei glanced at Zhou Mo, opened the door and walked in.

Liang Yuwei went to order a cup of coffee before going over to say hello to Chen Zui.

Chen Zui looked up from behind the computer screen, as if he didn't react for a moment.

His expression was the same as when he saw him the day before.

The moment Liang Yuwei spoke, Chen Zui's cell phone rang.

It was probably an important work call. Liang Yuwei sat down opposite her and saw her silently say two words to him, saying sorry.

The person on the other end of the phone seemed very angry. Even though the speakerphone was not on, the angry voice came out of the receiver.

Chen Zui's expression remained normal, he listened calmly, took notes calmly, and occasionally responded with a brief sentence or two.

She seems to have already mastered the skill of being calm and calm.

Liang Yuwei's eyes couldn't help but fall on her snow-white neck, where there was a familiar necklace. I remember that the school banned wearing any jewelry, so that necklace was already there.

Liang Yuwei had indescribable mixed emotions. After she hung up the phone, she asked in a concerned tone, "Are you okay?"

"Okay." Chen Zui brushed his hair, changed the topic and proactively informed, " I'm here to see the exhibition."

"Just for a look, or?"

She nodded and lied. "Yes."

She was still a little embarrassed to speak.

Liang Yuwei shrugged: "I mentioned last time that you were doing curatorial work?"

"Yes, in an art museum."

All the information was correct.

"Actually, it's equivalent to half of my peers." He smiled, "I work at EM Block."

"I know."

Liang Yuwei relaxed his eyebrows: "You know?"

"Sheng Hui told me." She pointed to the phone, hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "She's in the class group."

"Oh." Liang Yuwei's tone dropped, she cleared her throat, and raised her chin, "Can you comment?"

Chen Zui smiled, shook his head and said: "I'm just an assistant, doing some paperwork and business liaison work. I'm not professional in these. From the perspective of an ordinary consumer, I feel shocked."

In fact, it is not.

Following Qiao Sen, she read more than a dozen books on art history, studied related artists, and went to exhibitions to cultivate her aesthetics when she had time. But she would not tell Liang Yuwei this.

"Thank you for your recognition." Liang Yuwei nodded and said casually, "Since we are colleagues, if you need a service provider, I can provide resources."

Chen Zui was a little surprised.

The next second, Liang Yuwei said: "Of course, it is not a unilateral grant, resource replacement, we can cooperate with your art museum in the future. After all, you have also seen that we have themed art exhibitions every quarter."

"This , I am very happy, but I need to go back and report to the boss." Chen Zui explained to Liang Yuwei, "Because our space and personnel are limited, the exhibitions in our own museum have been scheduled for eight months, so..."

Liang Yuwei nodded: "Understood."

He asked the waiter for a piece of paper and a pen, and wrote down a combination of letters and numbers.

Chen most stared at his hands.

Two slender fingers pushed the note paper in front of her. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that the strength of that hand had some emotion.

"This is my contact information." Liang Yuwei said.

Both of them carry mobile phones. They can obviously add friends in person, but he has to do so.

So she didn't add friends immediately. She took the note, looked at it for a moment, and put it into the notebook she carried with her.

Liang Yuwei raised his eyes, stared at her every move, and cleared his throat: "By the way, I have another question for you."