6 06

◎Injury. ◎

Chen least remembers that she added Liang Yuwei on WeChat.

She planned to ask Sheng Hui, but when she clicked into the dialog box, she thought that the chat might not end for a while, so she didn't ask in the end.

She thought about it and felt that Liang Yuwei definitely didn't remember it either.

Otherwise, he would not leave his contact information in a formal manner.

After convincing herself, she pressed the button to add friends.

After all, he had to get the bag back and thank Liang Yuwei.

Looking back now, his response was quick and accurate. At that time, everyone around was in a panic, customers were waiting and watching, and shop assistants were timid. She didn't expect that Liang Yuwei was calm and composed, cooperated with her tacitly, and had silently arranged everything. If the medicine she brought was not used, such efficiency would probably not delay the little boy's treatment.

Chen Zui stared at his phone, secretly admiring Liang Yuwei's on-the-spot reaction and his ability to deal with problems directly.

I sent the friend request, but there was no response from my phone.

While waiting, Chen most caught a glimpse of Xingxing's eager eyes, and then remembered that there was a little girl waiting eagerly for her.

She put the phone aside, found a lipstick from her jeans pocket, squatted down and looked at Xingxing at eye level: "Sister forgot to bring lipstick today, shall we put on this lipstick?"

Xingxing looked slightly disappointed, and frowned into a "Sichuan" : "But, it's not red."

"Although it's not red, it's shining." Chen Zui tried it on his palm, changing the direction back and forth to let the stars see, "The twinkling and shining, isn't that what our little one is talking about?" "Xingxing?"

When Xingxing heard his name, he became interested again. Until before eating, he pursed his lips carefully for fear of rubbing off.

During dinner, Xingxing talked excitedly about the Children's Day performance.

"Our class is going to perform a fairy tale play, and I was the first one to sign up." Xingxing pulled Chen Zui's arm, "Sister, would you like to come and see me perform then?"

Chen Zui nodded: "Okay."

Xingxing was afraid of her. He broke his promise and refused to continue eating until he pulled the hook.

Chen Zui had no intention of staying overnight. After dinner, she accompanied Xingxing to do her homework for a while, and then coaxed Xingxing to sleep before getting up gently.

Before leaving, Aunt Wu asked her if she wanted to wait for Chen Shengping to come back, but she said no. After taking a few steps, she stepped back and asked, "Do you take all the medicine for Xingxing with you?"

Aunt Wu nodded: "I do."

"That's good." Chen Zui changed his shoes and picked up his computer bag.

Aunt Wu told her: "June 1st is a working day. If you are busy with work, don't worry about her. She will forget when she gets up."

Chen Zui smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, I will be there."

-

Liang Yu Wei did not receive Chen Zui’s friend application.

This is the first time such an emergency has occurred in EM Block. A customer took a photo of the ambulance and posted it on a social platform. There were a lot of opinions and there was a lot of discussion on the Internet.

As a high-end luxury venue, EM Block has always paid attention to image and public relations. This incident is a major dereliction of duty on the property and operations side. Liang Yuwei and several senior executives flew to the group headquarters to report on their work that night.

After returning, everyone in the company canceled weekend breaks, and all kinds of meetings were scheduled from morning to night. Regarding customer compensation, internal management omissions, and merchant training.

At noon on Sunday, after a long meeting, Liang Yuwei walked out of the conference room and woke up hard. The high-intensity meeting consumed his energy. His colleagues ordered lunch boxes in the conference room. He lost his appetite and went back to the office to rest.

Liang Yuwei rubbed the roots of the mountain. When he regained consciousness, he opened his eyes and saw the black leather bag in the corner of the sofa.

The sofa in the office is also black. The bag almost blends into the sofa, and the outline cannot be seen clearly, just like its owner.

The phone vibrated several times.

Liang Yuwei has blocked all work groups, but people still follow him in the group from time to time and report on work.

He opened WeChat, replied to several messages, and eliminated the unread red dots, but it always showed that there was still one unread message. His fingers slid down smoothly, and through countless work group chats, he finally found the dialog box with Chen Zui.

The message he didn't send last time is still there. The following message is from Chen Zui, "I am Chen Zui."

Followed by a system prompt, "The above is the greeting content."

It turns out that after being unilaterally deleted and then added back, there will be no new friend prompts.

Liang Yuwei looked at the time and saw that Chen Zui had added him a few nights ago.

There are so many work messages that this one was pushed down the list.

He sent a message to Chen Zui: I was busy a few days ago and I just saw it.

Chen Zui quickly replied: I left in a hurry that day and didn’t have time to say thank you to you.

After a few words of greeting, Chen Zui asked him when he was free and she could pick up her bag.

Liang Yuwei drove past the art museum at work and told Chen Zui about the time on weekday mornings.

On the day of the appointment, Chen most deliberately got up early because she was worried that it would be difficult to park in front of the museum during the morning rush hour. After she arrived early, she kept waiting on the roadside.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Chen Zui received a message from Liang Yuwei: Sorry, I have temporary business trip arrangements today and can't come.

Chen Zui crossed his arms and walked back, casually saying it was okay.

After a while, she added: I will get it myself when I have time, so I won’t bother you.

Liang Yuwei did not reply.

Unexpectedly, half an hour later, he sent two Word files directly.

The file name is the company profile. Chen Zui clicked on the file, which was a detailed introduction to the two suppliers, including past project cases and contact information.

She asked: What is this?

Liang Yuwei replied: Apologize.

Chen didn't know how to reply, so he typed a few sentences back and forth and deleted them all.

She knocked her phone on her chin, and for some reason it got stuck.

Her interpersonal relationships are simple and she doesn't like to ask for help, so she naturally doesn't owe anyone anything. If there are thousands of connections between people, there will be harm. This is her life experience.

She had an inexplicable feeling that she seemed to be having a weak connection with Liang Yuwei.

On the way to the airport, Liang Yuwei read the thoughts of the person on the other side as he watched "The other party is typing" flashing on the screen.

He held his lower lip and sent a few more words to reassure her: As mentioned last time, resource replacement.

After Chen Zui got in touch with the two suppliers, he went to report to Qiao Sen.

Both suppliers had cooperated with EM Block. Qiao Sen stared at the documents she sent and asked, "What resources did EM Block provide?"

Chen Zui nodded: "Yes."

Qiao Sen carefully read through all the information and told Chen Zui : "Contact them and express your gratitude. If they have the intention to cooperate, we can also promote related matters."

She thought Qiao Sen would ask her about her old classmates. After all, he had found out everything. But Qiao Sen asked nothing.

"Is there anything else?" Qiao Sen raised his eyes and found that Chen Zui was still in the office.

"It's okay." Chen Zui put his hand on the door handle.

"Wait." Qiao Sen took off his round glasses and rubbed his brows, "Be professional, thinking too much will affect your work."

-

Chen Zui fed back Qiao Sen's original words to Liang Yuwei, but did not Any responses received.

One afternoon more than a week later, Liang Yuwei just finished her business trip and returned to the city.

After landing, he returned to the company and noticed the black shoulder bag. This bag had been with him for a long time. He drove directly to the Li Art Museum, planning to run an errand in person and make a citywide express delivery.

There is currently no public exhibition in the museum, and part of it is still under construction.

When Liang Yuwei arrived, Chen Zuozhi happened to be in the exhibition hall, taking a well-dressed lady to visit.

They were standing in front of a huge dynamic three-dimensional landscape painting, and Chen Zui was explaining the painting and the painter to the lady.

"Among the 'Four Masters of the Ming Dynasty', Qiu Ying was particularly good at landscape painting. His original works can only be seen in museums. Qiao Sen was keen on this elegant and fresh classical style, so he planned a research exhibition on Qiu Ying and used modern digital means to recreate it. Showing the essence of the painting."

Chen Zui did not notice Liang Yuwei's visit.

Liang Yuwei picked his pocket and listened with interest for a while. People who don't understand the painter himself and the system of landscape painting cannot be so skilled and knowledgeable.

Chen Zui continued: "It is very difficult to promote ancient Chinese art now. One reason is that many collectors and the public like modern art. The other reason is that it is difficult to borrow collections and it is even more difficult to acquire a systematic collection of ancient art. But Qiao Sen has his own persistence. Last year we held a landscape painting exhibition of the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, which took almost two years to prepare..."

Liang Yuwei frowned slightly, then smiled silently.

He remembered her saying she wasn't professional about it.

She is so dazzling and dazzling, but she always hides her own light.

In order not to interfere with Chen Zui's work, Liang Yuwei went around to the parking lot behind the art museum.

The outdoor space is large, and there is not much parking area. The rest is almost entirely made into lawn. In the sun, the simple and modern art museum building casts a huge shadow, cutting the lawn in half. Like a huge and peaceful painting.

Liang Yuwei stood in the shadows, holding his pockets in his hands, leaning casually against a pillar.

After a while, he heard the sound of the door opening and closing, the sound of footsteps, and two men came outside to smoke.

"Are you still filming today?" one of the men asked.

Another man with a camera in his hand replied: "I've taken all the scenes that need to be taken. Go back and edit the pictures."

"As soon as possible, Qiao Sen has a bad temper. Anyone with low efficiency will be scolded by him."

"I I'm not one of your people."

"I'm scolding you, okay? You'd better give it to me before you get off work tomorrow, otherwise Qiao Sen will go crazy."

"Well, it's about time." The man with the camera flipped through the photos. , asked, "By the way, that beautiful woman in the exhibition hall just now is your colleague?"

There was a subtle pause.

"Why, you're attracted to her?"

"She looks very neat and understands art. She looks like the person Qiao Sen brought out."

The man sneered: "Her? She doesn't know a thing."

Liang Yuwei's eyes were heavy, and he didn't know. Keep listening calmly.

"What do you mean?"

"She was transferred here by Boss Fan himself. No one can touch her, do you understand? Qiao Sen is such a powerful person, he doesn't even have the freedom to choose his own assistant."

Another person understood and then asked: "Isn't Boss Fan married?"

"What's wrong with getting married? Big bosses like them are like this. I heard that she gave birth to a daughter for Boss Fan."

"Is it true? I can't tell."

" Of course it's true. Someone has seen her. She seems to be six or seven years old. But don't talk nonsense. Only some of us know about this."

Liang Yuwei frowned and was about to come over. Suddenly, that happened. The door behind the two men opened.

Liang Yuwei turned his head and saw Chen Zui standing at the door.

She said to one of the men: "Qiao Sen asked you to go to his office."

The ridiculous conversation was forced to end. The man had a stern expression, wiped out his cigarette butt, and hurried to the office area.

Chen Zui did not follow him back, but walked into the sunshine and stood in front of the lawn for a long time. The sun shone on the tips of her hair, outlining the golden outline.

There was a time in high school when rumors about Chen Zui spread among the grade. There were many versions, all about her and her class teacher, Teacher Zhang.

At that time, no matter where she went, she would be watched. The owners of those eyes don't realize how ridiculous it is to know someone through rumors.

Adolescent boys and girls have a natural curiosity and vague desire to explore sex. The rumors are full of their curiosity and imagination, and the words are exaggerated and unbearable.

She was like this at that time, walking alone through the crowd.

This scene was just like when he was sitting in the back seat of her many years ago.

In the past, for many days during class and after class, he stared at her lonely back, unable to guess what her expression was.