When will Mr. Xu be reinstated?

The woman stood on the threshold, shook the rainwater from the oil-paper umbrella, and stood it on the porch before turning around and entering the house.

Jing Yu immediately added a cup of tea for her.

The woman first walked into the depths of the meditation room, picked out the two candle wicks in front of the Buddha statue, then walked back to the wooden table and sat down, took a sip of tea, and said, "It's so early this year?"

"um, I……"

Ji Shuyu saw the briefcase brought by Jingyu almost at a glance, and raised her eyebrows lightly, "Have you thought about it?"

"Well, I..." After thinking for a while, Jing Yu said, "The group has some troubles and needs your help."

"Take it out and I'll sign it for you."

Jing Yu pursed his lips and took out a stack of documents from his briefcase.

"Power of attorney?" Ji Shuyu was taken aback, "Sign the letter of transfer directly."

"No... Mom..."

Ji Shuyu shook his head, "Eight years ago, I personally said on the board of directors that I would not participate in the group's affairs. The shareholders present are all witnesses. I am afraid that signing the power of attorney for you will have no legal effect."

"I'll think of other ways." Jing Yu put away the documents and put them in the briefcase. The 12.99% equity is all the assets of the mother.

"No, just sign the transfer letter. Originally, I was temporarily storing it," Ji Shuyu insisted. "It was originally 13%. Your father transferred one-thousandth of the equity to a boss named Huang before his death. I don't know the specific reason. You Grandpa might know."

Jing Yu lowered his eyes, "But..."

"You must have encountered a lot of difficulties when you came to find me. I don't want you to come back disappointed." Ji Shuyu took another sip of tea, "You arrange for someone to draft a transfer letter and fax it over."

Jingyu walked out of the meditation room silently, called Zongzhu Wang in City B, and asked him to investigate whether there was a shareholder surnamed Huang who held one-thousandth of the shares.

Back inside, Jing Yu sat down, took out a box of tea from his bag, put it on the table, and pushed it to Ji Shuyu.

"This is the tea grown by my...my friend's mother, and I brought it to you to taste."

Ji Shuyu glanced at Jing Yu suspiciously, opened the tea pot, and the rich aroma of tea came out.Her lips curled into an imperceptible arc, "Friend?"

"Um……"

"Girlfriend? Boyfriend?"

Jing Yu murmured, "Boyfriend." He hadn't become a regular yet.

The corners of Ji Shuping's mouth curved slightly, "Blessings."

"I'll bring him to see you next time."

"No, I've stopped asking common things."

Jing Yu lowered his eyes.

Mr. Wang acted quickly, and the fax was sent in less than half an hour. Jingyu accompanied Ji Shuyu to finish lunch, and then set off on his way home.

Before leaving, Ji Shuyu told him that he would not come this year's Mid-Autumn Festival and see you next year.

Jingyu responded.

He raised his black umbrella, took his briefcase, and walked in the temple in the mountains.

The drizzle is still falling, like lingering longing, ticking on the eaves, treetops, and stone slabs.

What is Twilight doing?Lesson preparation?Nap?He suddenly wanted to kiss his eyes.

Passing by rows of meditation rooms and a grand hall, Jingyu's eyes were attracted by the thick wishing tree.

A young man is holding a girl, and the girl is struggling to hang the wishing wooden sign on the branch.

He has been to this temple eight times, once a year, and this tree is said to be thousands of years old.

The thousand-year-old tree carries the wishes of today's people, and it seems that they can carry people's wishes to the next millennium——

As time goes by, wishes come true.

He stopped, walked to the wooden table where the wishing wooden sign was placed, picked up the innermost wooden sign, and carved it with a spare carving knife: Pray to the gods, and hope that his future will be bright and bright.

He took the wooden sign and walked up to the stone wall next to the ancient tree. He grabbed it with both hands and raised his feet, and stood on it.There were grains of mud on his hands and trousers.

He stretched out his arms and hung the wooden plaque on the highest branch he could reach.

The branches are very high, and there are no more than ten wooden signs here and there, including his.

He stood on tiptoe and tied a tight knot.

A gust of wind blew, the wooden sign wobbled, and made a tinkling sound when it touched each other.

He clapped his hands, and was about to bend down and jump, but he caught a glimpse of the word "Mulberry" inadvertently.

what happened?Duplicate name?

He bent his body and stood up straight again, stretching his arms to reach the wooden sign.

He lightly touched the signboard with his fingertips, and the signboard turned around, and the handwriting appeared in front of him completely, which was also engraved with a carving knife.

Two lines of words, the first line of words was cut off by a carving knife after engraving, the handwriting has been blurred by the wind and rain, and "I hope Mu Chi will accompany you forever" can be vaguely seen, and the second line of words is still clear - I hope Mu Chi will be free forever.

Signing is a common practice.

Jingyu was silent for a moment, clamped the board with two fingers, tiptoed lightly, and pulled it hard, the rainwater poured from the tree into a waterfall.

After returning to City B, Jing Yu went to the headquarters first, and when he reached the office on the top floor, he locked the equity transfer letter signed with his mother's name in the safe.

After thinking about it, he took out the wooden sign from the briefcase, stared at the two lines for a long time, and placed it under the equity transfer letter.

After returning home, Mu Chi was preparing lessons at the desk.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he raised his head, "You came back so early today?"

Jing Yu entered the door, walked behind Mu Chi, bent down, put his head on his soft hair, looked at the courseware on the computer screen, and said in a low voice, "I'm not busy today."

He closed his eyes and said, "Muchi, have you ever climbed a mountain?"

"Huh? Why do you ask this?"

"Next weekend, the group will build a team and go hiking in the suburbs. Are you interested in joining us?" Jing Yu said casually.

"No, I'm going to London next week. There are a lot of things to prepare."

"Then... what mountains have you climbed?"

Mu Chi thought for a while with his chin in his hands, and said, "Putuo Mountain? Wuhua Mountain?"

His body stiffened suddenly.

His voice was difficult, "Wu... Huashan? Did you go there by yourself?"

"No", Mu Chi lowered her eyes, "with an old friend."

With an old friend?He glanced back and forth on the wishing tree, and there was no sign hung by Mu Chi near the sign of Chengfeng.

He pretended to be relaxed and said, "I went to Wuhua Mountain when I was a child. I remember that there is a thousand-year-old tree next to the Daxiong Hall halfway up the mountain. It is tall and thick. I made a wish on it. It is said to be very spiritual. Have you ever made a wish?"

Mu Chi turned her head to look at him, with inexplicable emotions in her eyes, "No."

Jing Yu remained silent.

don't ask again,

Don't ask any more.

he said to himself.