Difficult to heal

Lu Shu didn't know how much effort he had spent to restrain his emotions of facing a collapse.

He didn't reveal any strangeness at all, under the dim eyes, he held it calmly: "President Xi, nice to meet you."

But as soon as these words came out, it made people talk too much.

"Mr. Lu knows our general manager?" the receptionist said.

Probably because he was frightened by the silence just now, he wanted to make up a few words to ease the atmosphere, but he never expected that he would be self-defeating.

It was Gao Youxuan who was more flexible. Seeing that Lu Shu's expression was vaguely wrong, he immediately said, "Xu is always a young talent, and he has heard about it before he came here. How could Mr. Lu not know about it?"

The receptionist realized that he had said something wrong, and he laughed awkwardly, and the others echoed and brought the topic to the fore.

The time for the two to shake hands was neither long nor short, in line with social etiquette, polite and rusty.

Xiu Qinjiang withdrew his hand and said in a businesslike manner, "Please, Mr. Lu."

Lu Shu lowered his eyes, buried any possibility of being noticed, and strode into the meeting room with a sense of distance.

Except for a few important high-level officials, the rest consciously stayed outside.

In the spacious conference room, people from the two companies sat side by side.

Xiu Qinjiang happened to be diagonally opposite the road, and he could easily see it from the corner of his eye without even looking deliberately.

Without too much politeness, Gao Youxuan inserted the USB flash drive, opened the PPT, and began to introduce the planning content of "Guardian Contract 2" to everyone present.

Throughout the meeting, Lu Shu ordered himself to focus on the project many times, but unfortunately the effect was minimal, and he couldn't ignore Yu Guangli's figure at all.

Today's Xiu Qinjiang is not only very strange to him, but also seems to be a completely different person.

Lu Shu couldn't find any traces of the former Xiu Qinjiang on this president.

From start to finish, nothing like it.

Even the other party was very calm about his appearance, as calm as if he had never known him before.

Xiu Qinjiang just sat there, lazily staring at the projection screen, with an extremely idle posture.

On the surface, he is absent-minded and idle, but from time to time he can ask key questions sharply and accurately.

Gao Youxuan was almost questioned several times, but fortunately, Lu Shuan, a technical tycoon and boss, came to the rescue and saved the day.

At the end of the project introduction, Qin Qinjiang commented with a smile: "The business ability of the senior manager needs to be improved."

The expression is quite kind, but the words he speaks make people uneasy.

Gao Youxuan was feeling embarrassed, Lu suddenly opened his mouth.

"Any game company will not need the manager of the marketing department to master the content of program compilation, and the cooperation between Lu Xing and your company does not need to be accurate to this point."

Qin Qinjiang was not surprised that Lu Shu would speak up. He said slowly: "Multiple aspects of understanding and investigation of the project are the prerequisites for a smooth cooperation. Presumably Mr. Lu also understands this issue?"

"Or, Mr. Lu's usual style of doing things is just like this..." He paused for a few seconds and said with a smile, "Isn't it rigorous?"

Lu Shu finally turned his gaze to him.

Xiu Qinjiang rested his elbows on the seat, his head resting on the back of his hands.

There is no smile in the eyes, it is full of jokes.

Realizing that the other party was deliberately picking stabs, Lu Shu's expression and turbulent mood cooled down at the same time.

The two sides looked at each other without saying a word.

The cooperation was going well, but the two bosses suddenly clashed inexplicably. The high-level executives present were sitting on pins and needles, and no one dared to say a word, for fear of accidentally offending one of them.

The meeting room was so quiet, and the atmosphere became tense every second in this weird silence.

When the climax is about to be reached--

Su Qinjiang was caught off guard and chuckled: "Why don't you talk anymore?"

The words are speaking to others, but the eyes are looking at Lu Shu for a moment.

Lu Shu calmly pinched his knuckles, and looked away indifferently.

Everyone in the meeting room breathed a sigh of relief and began to change the subject.

"It feels like the content of "Guardian Contract 2" has changed a lot compared to 1?" someone said.

Gao Youxuan hurriedly said: "Yes, our focus this time is no longer on the competitive battle, but more on the skill improvement and background of the game characters to improve the playability of the branch."

There were more people talking, coming and going, and finally turned their attention elsewhere.

The meeting lasted for more than three hours, and finally the two parties signed the contract happily—mainly because the subordinates were happy. The two bosses looked more like a breakup, with one expressionless than the other.

After leaving the conference room, Lu Shu took Lin Jing and Gao Youxuan to leave.

Zhong Ding received Xiao Pao and said to Lin Jing in a low voice: "Our general manager wants to invite Mr. Lu to have a light meal together. I wonder if the road is always convenient?"

Lin Jing conveyed the words to Lu Shu intact.

Lu looked sideways.

Xiu Qinjiang was some distance behind, looking down at his phone.

A group of high-level people around him talked to him, probably because the content was not nutritious, and his expression seemed careless.

With just one glance, it seems that you are aware of the convenience.

Lu Shu looked away and hummed lightly.

The receptionist let out a happy hey, and hurried over to tell his boss.

Xiu Qinjiang glanced this way with a half-smile, and patted the receptionist on the shoulder as a reward.

Then he left here leisurely.

—

When he came to the hotel room, what Lu Shu didn't expect was that, when Xiu Qinjiang said that he would have a light meal, it would be a dinner with a table of high-level Zhongding executives.

Sitting among a group of flirtatious old fritters, someone would come over to make friends every now and then, and Lu Suan was so annoyed that the veins on his forehead twitched.

But the instigator is happy to be at ease.

For this kind of social scene of hypocrisy and self-indulgence, Xiu Qinjiang seems to be very handy, with a set of beautiful words.

After not drinking a few drops of wine, it was easy to send back those old things who like to talk about face and pomp.

Only Lu Shu was cheated.

On weekdays, most of Lu Xing's social activities are handed over to Tang Xingchen. Even if he needs to have dinner occasionally, no one dares to talk to Mr. Lu, who is comparable to the flower of Gaoling.

But Zhong Ding was different, especially under the deliberate connivance of a certain general manager, there was an endless stream of people toasting.

Lu Shu has no EQ, and it is impossible to show the face of his partner in public, not to mention that he has been struggling in the business circle for so long, and he has managed to drink a little bit.

He drank it cup by cup without changing his face.

On the opposite side of the Chu Qin River, he was watching the show, and as more wine bottles were emptied on the table, the joy on his face deepened.

Lu Shu didn't show any sign of getting drunk until the neck under the shirt collar started to turn red.

Xiu Qinjiang clapped his palms twice and praised: "Mr. Lu is a good drinker."

The wine glass was placed on the table, Lu Shu's lips curled up, but he didn't smile: "President Xi is generous, he gave up all the wine to others, and he didn't drink a single drop. You Zhong Ding are really considerate of your employees."

Xiu Qinjiang came in by air, and there were some people in the company who followed suit, and of course there were also those who were unconvinced and stumbled.

The vice president who was blocked by a few words just now, immediately picked up the conversation.

He ridiculed overtly and secretly: "We have just returned to China, and we are young and in high positions. We are not familiar with some Chinese wine table culture in China, which is human nature. Don't be surprised by Mr. Lu, don't be surprised, hahaha."

Lu Shu didn't answer, just staring at Xiu Qinjiang.

Qin Qinjiang was at ease and said calmly, "I'm new here, thanks to Mr. Liu for taking care of me. Since Mr. Liu is well versed in wine table culture, please accompany us to have a few more drinks."

Mr. Liu's face twitched, and the refusal was neither a promise nor a no, so he could only laugh dryly: "Where is it, Mr. Hu is too serious."

A meal was well eaten, and the atmosphere was neither awkward nor embarrassing.

In the staggered table full of touches and lights, everyone talked about people and talked about ghosts.

Lu Shu's previous anger gradually turned into unspeakable complexity during this long-lost reunion dinner.

He and Xiu Qinjiang parted hastily, and reunited in haste.

Before he had time to take a serious look and ask a few words about how he was doing, the other party had already changed into someone he didn't know.

In ten years, enough ignorant teenagers grow into adults, enough to change everything beyond recognition.

Not only Xiu Qinjiang.

Even Lu Shu himself couldn't go back.

......

Lu Shu called a substitute driver, and while waiting, he leaned against the car door to sober up.

The temperature was not low at night in summer, he took off his coat and held it in his hand, pulled the tie around his neck, and undid two buttons.

A gust of wind blew, making his mind a little easier.

I didn't eat much for dinner, I just drank, my stomach was empty and I was burning hot.

Lu Shu half-lidded his eyelids and leaned his weight on the car. A bright light came from beside him, and he raised his hand to block it.

"Mr. Lu," Xiu Qinjiang's voice sounded neither far nor near, "can't walk anymore?"

Lu Shu squinted his eyes and vaguely recognized the person in the driver's seat.

Drunk from drinking, and my mind is no longer so vigilant.

He said casually: "Yes, why don't you give me a ride?"

The black and blue Bugatti drove forward for a short distance, and looking at Lu Shu, who was drunk, he smiled and said, "It's not good to have many lonely men and widowed men at night, Mr. Lu is worried, don't be taken advantage of by others. "

After speaking, he raised the window, and the Bugatti roared away, leaving behind a cloud of dust.

Lu Shu was indifferent and lowered his eyes again.

The surrogate driver arrived, and Lu Shu took a nap in the car for a while. After the car drove to the residence, he finally regained consciousness.

This suite was purchased after the establishment of Lu Xing. It is a famous mansion complex in the capital. It is a two-story house.

He usually lives here alone, very quiet and deserted.

The Maybach parked in the garage, Lu Shuan didn't take the elevator, walked slowly through the community, and walked to the floor.

A bright yellow sports car parked in front of the field of vision.

Lu Shu turned a blind eye and passed by, but was blocked by an arm.

"I can't meet anyone even if I go to the company in person, so I have to follow here," said the owner of the arm. "Mr. Lu, you are so proud of yourself."

Lu Shu took two steps back, turned in another direction and continued walking, but the man persevered in catching up: "It's boring, Lu Shu, you have to have a degree if you want to get caught."

Lu Shu stopped, and said in a toneless tone: "I don't want to break an arm or a leg, I remind you to get out."

"Don't be so angry, I won't do anything to you." Wu Fei approached even more aggressively, "Why don't you talk to me in my car?"

The hand that was intended to put on the shoulder was suddenly held by someone, and when it was twisted hard, Wu Fei almost screamed out.

Lu Shu's face was extremely gloomy and cold: "I don't mind making you disabled, why don't you give it a try?"

"Fuck! Let go!" Wu Fei's face twisted in pain, and he broke out in cold sweat.

In an instant, a Bugatti collided at a high speed from the side.

Lu Shu reacted quickly, leaving him behind and retreating a few steps.

But Wu Fei was immersed in the severe pain and couldn't avoid it in time.

Under the strong light, there was only half a centimeter left, and the front of the car came to a sudden stop.

There was a loud rubbing sound on the ground, which shocked people.

Wu Fei's legs went limp, his face turned pale with fright, and he slumped on the ground in embarrassment.

The window of the car was lowered, revealing the face of Xiu Qinjiang, he said in a teasing tone, "I'm not good at driving, I'm disturbing you two."

"What are you stopping for?" Lu Shu met his eyes, "Run over."

Wu Fei was startled and cursed angrily: "Lu Shu, you are crazy!"

He took a hard look at the people in the car, got up in desperation and drove away.

Xiu Qinjiang put his hand out of the window, knocked on the car door with his fingertips, and said regretfully: "Mr. Lu, your vision is really not very good."

"Yes," Lu Shuyun said lightly, "it's always been bad."

With a smile on his lips, Xiu Qinjiang took the time to lean on the car seat: "It seems that Mr. Lu has had a very rich private life these years."

Lu Shu was too lazy to go around in circles with him, so he leaned over suddenly, with his arms on the roof of the car, and looked straight into the eyes of Xiu Qinjiang.

"What are you pretending to be, Xiu Qinjiang?" Lu Shu's mouth hooked slightly, "I just wish I could hit him to death, right?"

At that moment, there was no warmth on the other party's face.

Then he laughed again, with a gloomy expression: "Didn't I tell you, it's a big night, don't be taken advantage of—"

The moment the word "Yi" came out, Xiu Qinjiang rushed straight to the road and slipped his neck.

Lu Shu was even faster, and immediately got up and backed away, not letting the opponent succeed.

Then he sneered, ignored him, turned and left.

Xiu Qinjiang lost control of his expression for a few seconds.

After a while, he recovered casually and drove away.

......

After taking a bath, the discomfort in my stomach subsided a bit, but I was still hungry.

The refrigerator was filled to the brim by Shen Han, but Lu Shu didn't want to bother, so he ordered a takeaway instead.

Just after placing the order, Tang Xingchen called.

"What are you doing?" Lu Shu picked it up.

"Yo, you've got a hot temper," Tang Xingchen didn't have a straight face, "Who messed with you?"

Lu Shu half-lyed into the spacious sofa: "No one."

"How's the cooperation going?" Tang Xingchen asked, "Gao Youxuan said that Zhong Ding's new general manager is quite capable, and he doesn't look like a rich second generation who came to experience life."

Lu Shu didn't answer but instead asked, "Where are you hurt?"

"Why do you ask this, you want to laugh at me?"

"No reason," Lu Shu said lightly, "I plan to tell Ying Cheng and let him fulfill your wish. It's best to lie down for ten days and half a month."

"..."

Tang Xingchen was extremely sensible: "Don't, Boss Lu, my family's happiness depends entirely on you."

Lu Shu sneered.

"No, how do you know I'm not in the hospital?" Tang Xingchen wondered.

"Your WeChat step count is off."

Tang Xingchen checked immediately, and the number of WeChat steps was 3.

"..."

"Okay, let me be straightforward," Tang Xingchen showed off, "Have you seen Xiu Qinjiang?"

"What do you want to say?" Lu Shu's tone became light.

"What can I say," Tang Xingchen said, "We've known each other for so many years, don't be so hypocritical with me."

His heart was broken, and he simply asked: "Do you have any ideas?"

That year when Xiu Qinjiang went abroad inexplicably, Lu Shu disappeared for a while, and after reappearing, he directly announced the breakup.

It made Tang Xingchen and the others confused, no matter how much they asked, they didn't open their mouths, and the other one completely lost contact.

I thought it was a conflict between the two of them in the Cold War, but who would have thought that this point would be divided for ten years.

Lu Shu looked at the night outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, there were surprisingly few stars, his eyes were dimmed by the night, and he couldn't see clearly the depth of his emotions.

Drops of water fell from the ends of the washed hair, wet a small piece of the collar, and soaked on the skin, feeling wet and sticky.

"No idea," he said.