Transformation of Rebirth

When Zheng Haiyang sent a text message, Han Yi was not in a meeting at all!

For the past three or four days, he stayed by himself honestly, did not text Zheng Haiyang, did not call, and even forcibly broke the habit of heating breakfast in the morning for seven or eight years, even if he woke up early in the morning, he was in the kitchen downstairs After wandering around, I forced myself not to open the refrigerator.

The past few days have really tortured him to death. He doesn't send text messages or make phone calls, but Zheng Haiyang is still like a normal person. When Han Yi returned at night, he stared at his brother very hungrily, and at the same time broke his heart. I want to know if Zheng Haiyang has noticed something is wrong.But to his disappointment, his brother didn't find anything, what should he do every day.

He couldn't help calling Lao Yang, babbled a few words, and asked about Zheng Haiyang's recent status in the company. As a result, Lao Yang's answer made him vomit blood even more.

Han Yi waited for three days, and on the fourth day, he was really a little confused. Instead, he was in various absences, couldn't deal with the company's affairs, and couldn't finish reading the documents he needed to read. He couldn't eat well, so he just slept at night. I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, because I didn't rest well for several days, and there were dark circles under my eyes.

Han Yi tortured himself in all kinds of ways in the office, and he was so painful that he wanted to roll all over the floor. He was done thinking about it, wouldn't it be true that eight years of hard work came in vain?Is his brother so hard-hearted?Even a heart made of stone should be warmed after covering it for eight years, right?What the hell is his heart made of diamonds?

In the end, Han Yi really regretted it a bit. He sat in the office sluggishly, thinking to forget it, he had better rein in the precipice, this is not testing Zheng Haiyang, it is simply punishing his heart. ! !

Han Yi really felt that he was defeated at the last moment, but just when he was about to give up and text Zheng Haiyang while licking his face, he suddenly found that his brother had called him an hour before he got off work! ! !

He almost jumped up with his mobile phone in his hand, because when he jumped too far, he touched the intercom phone by the table, and the secretary even knocked on the door to ask.

At that moment, Han Yi seemed to have jumped from a dying seal lying on the iceberg to a cheetah running like lightning on the grassland. His energy and spirit came back all of a sudden, and he stood behind the desk and raised his chin to signal to the secretary that he was okay. The expression on his face can be as crazy as it needs to be.

The secretary closed the door, Han Yi held the phone and looked down, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, while looking at the three words that jumped out on the screen, he thought in his heart that his brother's heart wasn't made of diamonds either. , at most it is an agate.

Han Yi thought for a while, but still hung up the phone. He sat back and replied a text message that he was in a meeting. After sending, he put his phone on the desk in front of him, waiting for a reply from there.

Soon there was a text message back, asking him if he wanted to have dinner together tonight.

The moment Han Yi saw the text message, he almost burst into tears, but he restrained himself and held the phone thinking, hold back, hold back, must hold back, so he only replied a [OK. ] In the next few text messages, he only replied the simplest reply, without a single word of nonsense. After replying and confirming where to eat, he called the secretary inside, saying that he had to leave beforehand.

When Zheng Haiyang arrived at the hotel, he found that Han Yi had arrived early, and when he entered the private room, he felt very strange: "You will end so soon?"

Han Yi vomited blood in his heart, he thought why he couldn't help but come first, he forgot to reply the text message saying he was in a meeting! !So he could only lie, saying: "Just now I was talking with someone nearby, and if I was close, I would have arrived early.

This meal was considered the dullest meal that Zheng Haiyang had with Han Yi in all these years. Normally, it was Han Yi who adjusted the atmosphere, and Zheng Haiyang was responsible for listening most of the time, but today Han Yi said very little.

Zheng Haiyang thought he was busy with work, so he asked, "Is there something wrong with the company recently?"

Han Yi: "No, what's the matter?"

Zheng Haiyang said inexplicably: "It's nothing, I just feel that you don't talk much today."

Han Yi felt a little happy when he heard this, it really worked! !He frowned and said, "It's the work that bothers me, but it's okay."

Zheng Haiyang: "Take your time. If it doesn't work, I'll leave it to your aunt. Anyway, she should do some things."

Han Yi said "hmm" and forced himself not to answer. Zheng Haiyang was holding a piece of crispy duck, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he looked to the side. How could Han Yi talk so little today?

Han Yi had a very tasty meal, but Zheng Haiyang didn't have much taste. He felt that the food was all dry and tasteless. He even wondered if the hotel had changed the cook.

Although Han Yi and Zheng Haiyang don't come to this store very often in private, their two companies have private rooms for business banquets here, so several lobby managers and persons in charge know them.

When he and Han Yi finished eating, the manager came over to greet him with cigarettes. Zheng Haiyang pursed his lips, frowned and said, "Have you changed cooks?"

When he said this, Han Yi and the manager were stunned. The manager knew Zheng Haiyang and knew that he was the boss of a real estate company. He was young and promising, and every year his company made a lot of money in business with their hotel. , is a big customer, and should not be offended.

The manager was very nervous and said, "We usually don't change cooks in our hotel, Mr. Zheng thinks the food tastes bad today?"

Han nodded, recalled some of the dishes he had just ordered, and said dissatisfiedly: "Yes. I don't think it's good if I eat it, but what if my company's customers come to eat it?"

Frightened half to death by the experience, he hurriedly said: "No, no, Mr. Zheng, don't worry, you will definitely be satisfied."

Both Zheng Haiyang and Han Yi came here by car, and they went back in their own cars.After going back, Zheng Haiyang stood in the front yard and wandered around for a while. When he went upstairs, he also felt a little empty in his heart. When he closed the door, he turned around and looked outside the door, as if someone was going to catch up from behind, but There was no one, so he could only close the door a little lonely.

In the evening, he took a shower, changed into pajamas, and used the computer in the study. After boringly scrolling through the webpage twice, he turned around and ran to the balcony. The balcony of his study was next to the next door, and Han Yi's room was beyond the balcony next door. After taking a look, he found that the light was on. He couldn't help but wonder what Han Yi was doing? !

As soon as this idea came up, he immediately got an instinctive question in his heart, what does Han Yi do?Han Yi is not a three-year-old now!