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Lu Shijun and Zhong Shuli met in the ward of Sandu People's Hospital.

The night was riddled with endless lights all over the city. With his eyes closed, he felt the lingering feeling of acrylic on the rough hospital gown, as if trying to get rid of all the boredom in his mind. He began to silently count the hair on his forehead that was bent by the pillow.

"Bang——" the door of the ward was knocked against the wall, and then an impatient male voice said: "Xiao Zhao, why did you arrange a hospital for me? Even a high-end ward can't be vacated at night, and you pushed me away." Come to the hematology department. The whole hospital is haunted, and half of the nurses are gone, are you secretly having fun there?"

"Uncle Joe? Forget it, he's busy with something... There are still people in the room, so let's do this first." The voice suddenly dropped, the man's footsteps dragged, and then there was a tremor beside the bed.

He slowly opened his eyes, and a head with a gauze on his forehead appeared in his field of vision. The other person nodded slightly and said, "Sorry, I woke you up."

Except for his consciousness, every part of his body was groggy. He tried to look at each other for a second, then turned his head away again.

Through the dim eyelashes, he saw a figure with his left arm curled up against a scale-like light in the background, and then the man walked to the window and pulled the curtain rope.

The blinds hang down layers of eyelashes, covering the exterior scene with dazzling white stripes.

Lu Shijun took a deep breath and sat back on the office chair. The sponge on the back of the chair quickly gathered and wrapped her body, and those miscellaneous emotions seemed to be absorbed quickly.In addition to the second round of pods promotion that is being promoted, the content of other project teams must also be reviewed one by one. The employees of the company are generally young. It is a good thing to have ideas and creativity, and often ignore some problems in cost and operation .

Although Zhijing is now dominant, but because it has just entered the country, it is not large in terms of scale and volume. Although there are many projects and workloads, it is still not as popular as Gaojing in the past.

There was an orderly knock on the door, and after a "please come in", a Tony from the personnel department came in holding a notebook: "Director, Italy replied, saying that Paravina is willing to come domestic."

He looked away from the screen and asked, "Did the other party agree to hold an exhibition or an exchange meeting? Regarding the time and venue, did they make any clear requests?"

The smile on Tony's face quickly retracted, and he said awkwardly: "Well, they have sent related documents, but I haven't finished reading them due to my Italian level and software translation."

"It's okay," he smiled. "Just send the information to my email. Thank you for your hard work. You may have to communicate with the HR department in the future. You should be prepared."

"doing what?"

Zhong Shuli looked up from the black and white screen, saw Lu Shijun's brown eyes, and asked casually, "What time is it?"

"It's six o'clock." He glanced at the pages of code again, "Why are you writing a program?"

"Oh, I'm correcting the layout of the tutoring institution's materials, and I'm calling the function that comes with Word. It's almost there." Said the hand speed slowed down, clicked save, leaned back in the chair, and the golden ground outside the door suddenly realized It was found that the day had burned out.

He looked at Lu Shijun. Unlike the suit and leather shoes of the previous few days, the other party was wearing a British-style cotton short-sleeved shirt and carrying a briefcase in his hand, as if he was prepared.

"What's the matter?" He stood up and wrung his fingers.

"I want to ask you for a favor. There is an Italian document, and I need your help to take a look."

"Oh, the huge LS, can't even cover a foreign language document?" He stood up, left the narrow writing compartment, opened the drawer of the central change table, and found a silver USB flash drive.

Lu Shijun stared at the worn USB flash drive in his hand, the "Gao Jing" running script logo on it was dull and dull, and the round hole was bare, leaving only a deep strangle mark of the silver chain.He thought of a sentence: "Our advertisers are actually similar to those who deal with data, so it doesn't matter if you lose your wallet and mobile phone, it doesn't matter. The USB flash drive is definitely another lifeblood of your body. Otherwise, how can you mess up your data anytime, anywhere."

Zhong Shuli's face facing the screen was still stiff for a long time, he copied a control from the USB flash drive expressionlessly, returned the USB flash drive, and threw it into an open drawer, and then a few sheets of paper were quickly taken out of the printer. was spit out.He picked up the document and was about to start reading when Lu Shijun said, "Don't worry. It's getting late, let's eat first."

He frowned slightly and said, "Have you eaten yet?"

"It's hot, I don't have an appetite, and it's not interesting to eat alone." There are only rows of beer in the refrigerator at home.

Raising his eyebrows slightly, he skillfully bound the documents and put them in a leather bag: "You are a guest, so there is no reason for you to leave on an empty stomach? If you want to eat, I will treat you."

"I don't have anything to eat. However, since we are revisiting the old place, let's eat something in the school cafeteria."

"Oh?" He twitched the corner of his mouth unintentionally, "That's fine."

Even the cafeteria, which was as lively as a pigsty, was completely deserted by seven o'clock, and the two of them managed to fill up half of the dinner plate, and sat down facing each other.

Zhong Shuli took a look at the other party's dishes. They were all wilted vegetarian dishes that had been soaked in soup for a long time. Lu Shijun didn't care, and used some of the cooled rice between them.

"How is it? Compared with the student days, has the taste regressed today?" Zhong Shuli teased.

"It's not just regressing, it's degrading from dog food to pig feed." He said, and sent another piece of bamboo shoots to his mouth.

"That's an overkill. I haven't tasted dog food, but I've seen pig feed. Next time we're serious, try a few popular dishes, and then comment."

"Okay." Lu Shijun answered.

"Speaking of which, have you tried the French restaurant in Linjiang? I tried it a few days ago and wondered if it was a branch of this cafeteria."

Lu Shijun nodded her head: "Well, I went there once, when I was a sophomore, I heard that the restaurant had just opened, and with all my strength, I took out all the balance in the account, a total of 540 yuan. When I eat, I also worry about it, because I don’t know how to taste it, and I am afraid that I will be detained to clean the dishes.”

"The results of it?"

"When the bill came out, I thought the decimal point was wrong. It was more than 300, and the tip was only fifty."

Zhong Shuli said with a smile: "Fortunately, it was a few years ago. If it is changed to the present, if you are lucky, you will have to tighten your belt for several months after eating a meal; It's gone."

"I really think that no matter what, if you try it when you are young, the cost will always be lower." Lu Shijun's face was stained with a layer of night cream.

"The date at that time was the first love?" The tone was casual, like guests at a banquet entertaining each other's love history.

As if the silent water was broken by a heron, Lu Shijun suddenly hated him for retreating freely, put down his chopsticks, and asked, "How did you start the printing shop business?"

"Well, at that time I was doing all kinds of work, but I couldn't hold on to anything. I just heard that Jize was rebuilt, a large number of businesses were relocated, and my mother's relatives were in the school. I took the opportunity to put the original duty booth in Ximen Signed it and changed it to a printing shop. I usually just sit in the shop and click the mouse, clean up, and the days will pass quickly.”

"It is admirable to step back from the front line and serve as a printing machine in the advertising industry."

Zhong Shuli took out a pack of Hello Kitty facial tissues and handed it to the opposite side: "Before taking over Gaojing, I lurked in Meichuang and worked for two years, and I was called around to print documents for more than half of the year. Guards can also be regarded as professional counterparts."

After dinner, the sky was still light blue, and the two sat down in a gazebo.

Zhong Shuli flipped through the entire document calmly, and said: "Italy said that they are interested in cooperating with Zhijing, but they have received invitations from many companies at the same time, and they want Paravina to visit Ze'an in person. Then make a decision. The content of the exhibition is mainly non-commercial and recent works of Palavena. As for the specific specifications of some venues, I will list them one by one for you when I go back.”

"Are you interested?"

He pondered for a moment: "If it's a personal help, I'm more than happy; but if it's an invitation as the director of scenery, please allow me to decline."

"No, I'm asking, if our company can get the right to host, are you interested in taking a look?"

Zhong Shuli looked at the other party's bright eyes, as if seeing a pair of silver fishhooks, shook his head, sighed inwardly, and said, "Then I can only be disrespectful."

As the sky darkened, Zhong Shuli walked out of the pavilion, and the pedestrians around gradually decreased. He simply sat on the stone steps, flipped through the pictures and materials, and when it was dark beside him, Lu Shijun also sat beside him.

A figure flashed in front of my eyes, and suddenly stood in front of my eyes: "Shijun? Is it Lu Shijun?"

Lu Shijun suddenly raised his head, recognized the other person's face, immediately stood up, leaned forward slightly, and said, "Hello, senior."

A man wearing plastic blue beach slippers, wide-leg skateboard pants, and blue-green striped short-sleeves appeared in front of Zhong Shuli. He had an unshaven beard and thinning hair. Is a graduate student.

The other party was taken aback by his solemn posture, and said, "Hello, hello, Shijun, why are you in school?"

Lu Shijun glanced at the people around him, and said, "I came to see a friend. How about you, senior, are you still studying?"

The man smiled wryly: "Yes, I'm in my Ph.D. [-]th year, and I'm trying to graduate next year." The phone vibrated in his hand, he glanced at it, and hurriedly said: "Sorry, the boss is going to have a meeting soon, I'll leave first, another day Let's talk again."

"Then senior, go slowly and contact me another day."

When there was only a hurried back of the man left, Zhong Shuli couldn't help but said: "It is said that we will contact another day, but you can see that we have not contacted for many years. Just now he was in a hurry and forgot to leave a phone number, why didn't you take the initiative to mention it?" ?”

Lu Shijun sat down, his face was a little hesitant, he was silent for a while, and said: "After all, I have been with you before, how can I ignore this basic interpersonal skill?"

He stretched out his hand again: "Give me the phone." After taking the phone, he grabbed the other person's finger to unlock it, entered his name and phone number in the contact column, clicked on WeChat, added himself as a friend, Fang returned it to him.

Zhong Shuli looked at his smooth and smooth technique, and was deeply puzzled by the disciples of the church who starved to death of the master: "It seems that I was worrying too much, your motivation is no worse than that of an insurance salesman."

After translating and integrating all the materials and sending them to the other party's mailbox, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon, and he was the only one in the store, so he half-closed the door, pulled out a recliner from the corner and propped it on the ground, and just about to lie down, he listened to To the sound of knocking on the door.

When I opened the door, I saw a girl with short and medium hair, her face was slightly reddened by the sun, and when she saw him, she explained: "I'm not here to print, sorry, but can I go in first?"

Zhong Shuli stepped back and asked her to come in. By the way, he turned up the gear of the hanging fan, and heard the girl say: "Mr. Gao, no, Mr. Zhong, would you consider joining our team?"

He put away the recliner, pointed to a nearby chair and said, "Sit down first."

The girl pursed her lips and smiled quickly, and said, "Boss, I was one of those students who came to your store to print a sample of the brochure that day, and you pointed out that there was something wrong with the content. My surname is Lu, Lu Sijie."

"Oh, what's the matter?"

"It's like this. I heard that the slogan was written by you the other day, so I paid attention and went back to check the information of previous years, only to find out that you, Mr. Gao, took over the school's celebration promotion. How do you become the boss of our school? here?"

"Well, what did you learn?" Zhong Shuli tilted his head slightly, his eyes soaked in the other person, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously pulled a touch of a searching smile.

The tip of the girl's ears turned red, and she stuck out the tip of her tongue and said, "I really didn't find anything, and all the links I could find were invalid. If I hadn't gone to the archives of the library to find some photos of the event, I wouldn't have I know, your original surname is Gao, and you are the general manager of Gaojing Company."

He shifted his gaze slightly to the beam: "I didn't expect that after three years, the name Gao Jing is still remembered by others." Then he said: "Then, little girl, can I ask you to help me keep this secret, don't tell others What about my previous identity?"

The girl froze for a moment, and blurted out: "Why?"

He blinked: "No matter what, no one would like to be someone's talking point after dinner."

Lu Sijie sighed, lowered her shoulders, and then raised her head again: "Then, boss, can you participate in our advertising project this time? Even if you replace me as the general manager, we will also wish for it."

"No, this time the contestants are your students, how can I just come in casually?"

The other party immediately took out his mobile phone, pointed to the screen and said, "No, the competition requirements have been changed. As long as you are interested in the project, no matter if you are an old alumnus or someone who has contact with Jize, you can participate."

"It's just a non-academic project. Why are you so enthusiastic that you must recruit me?" It seems that this girl just knew that she was an advertiser and got the promise at the same time, and the rest didn't care up.

"It's not a whim. I was still in high school when Jize's centennial anniversary was celebrated, and I saw three advertisements designed by you, one of which was in the form of a silent animation. Jize I can hear my own voice."

She paused for a moment, as if feeling stagnant: "I'm a junior this year, 21 years old, and I seem to be no different from my 12-year-old self except that I feel like I'm getting old soon. Boss Zhong, have you ever felt this way? , Looking back suddenly, I found that my life was just a container, which contained the expectations of my parents and teachers, the plans approved by society and the endless noise, almost nothing.”

He shook his head apologetically. Desolation and noise are not always the same thing. Some people are like driftwood in the waves, trying to catch themselves, while others are like slowly sinking ships, desperately trying to throw themselves away .

"However, since I tricked you into joining Jize's boat, I have to get this Ponzi scheme back. If you think a game can make you give up compromise, then we might as well try together."