reverse strategy

After finishing breakfast in a harmonious atmosphere, Zhou Xing packed up the dishes and chopsticks, took off his apron and hung it behind the kitchen door.

Zhou Xing picked up the car keys and looked at Jiang Xingyu with a look of reluctance. "I'll take you back to Hengyue..."

"No, it's not on the way. I'll just take a taxi." Jiang Xingyu rolled up his collar and declined.

"Can't I visit the client temporarily? Let's go together!" Zhou Xing stretched out his hand to wrap Jiang Xingyu's shoulder.

Jiang Xingyu lowered his head and smiled: "It's really more convenient to have a higher rank. In the future, you will get better and better."

Many memories flooded Zhou Xing's heart.

He hooked up Jiang Xingyu and asked him to take him around in the circle; they attended various dinner meetings together, and Jiang Xingyu really helped him meet a lot of people; then Zhou Xing went to talk one by one, and developed one by one.With the help of Jiang Xingyu's relationship and his own diligence, he soon started as a grassroots salesman. With the accumulation of performance, he was gradually promoted to supervisor, manager, director, and now the deputy general manager.

"It's all thanks to you." Zhou Xing sighed, although those were other people's memories, he was still grateful in his heart.I am grateful to Jiang Xingyu, and I am also grateful to fate.

"I didn't do anything. It's you who are outstanding." Jiang Xingyu rarely praised others, but he was also a little embarrassed, but he looked at Zhou Xing with real appreciation in his eyes. "You will be better."

From Zhou Xingjia to Hengyue, it takes about an hour and a half by car.There were occasional bumps and wobbles on the road, the two of them were chatting and laughing, and after a while, Jiang Xingyu fell asleep again in the co-pilot.

Zhou Xing peeked at his sleeping face, and couldn't help smiling, the arc of his smile was sweet.

Seeing that Heng Yue was approaching, his cell phone rang again, it was the assistant.

"Mr. Zhou. When will you come back? President Yamada called just now, saying that he wants to reorganize the business department. Also, he just mentioned that he wants you to return to Tokyo to report and train."

"Debriefing? Training? When are you going? How long are you going?" Zhou Xing frowned. He didn't like the atmosphere of the headquarters very much, and he didn't want to stay longer for a day.

"It will start at the beginning of next month. It will last about two months." The assistant said.

"So long? How many years have I been working in Mijing, and I'm not a new employee anymore. As for training for so long?" Zhou Xing subconsciously repelled it. Zhou Xing, who belongs to this time and space, has very unpleasant memories of the headquarters.Back then, his boss, partners, clients... and Lin Jia, and Jiang Xingyu, who hadn't met yet... The sense of oppression they brought came to his face, stirring up in his mind. Bubbles gave him a headache.

"Oh, when you arrive at the headquarters, President Yamada said that he will make specific arrangements. President Yamada sent you an email, saying that you should call him back after reading it."

The specific arrangement...Zhou Xing snorted coldly in his heart, he would no longer accept any "special requests" that made things difficult.But as long as he is still in Mijing, he cannot disobey the instructions of his superiors.

"Okay." Zhou Xing glanced at Jiang Xingyu who was on the co-pilot, forcibly suppressed his reluctance, and said gently to his assistant, "I'll go back now." Let's see what's going on first.Anyway, it's just a job, and it's not worth doing any unwilling things for it.

He drove the car to the gate of Hengyue, and gently stroked Jiang Xingyu's face. "A Xing, we're here."

Jiang Xingyu opened his sleepy eyes and looked at Zhou Xing apologetically, "Why did I fall asleep again? I'm so old that I don't care about it. Zhou Zhou, come to my office for a while?"

"No." Zhou Xing said regretfully, "I have something to go back, so I will send you here."

Jiang Xingyu returned to Hengyue, and became a laborer who was crazily cheering for his work.

That's right, he is carrying Hengyue's performance growth task on his back, which is more stressful than ordinary migrant workers.

In the past, when my heart was so oppressed that I couldn't breathe, I could occasionally go out to have fun and vent it.

But ever since he got married in order to save Hengyue's reputation, he couldn't find any fun anymore. The atmosphere at home was even more depressing than in the company. No matter how hard or tiring he was, he could only digest it by himself. His original high spirits were gradually consumed.

Fortunately, there are weekly trips.

Fortunately, he found the power of life in Zhou Xing.Just thinking about him brings a gleam in his eyes.

Love is really fragrant, wanting, and wanting to give.The two-way fatal attraction rekindled Jiang Xingyu's hope for life, and he had to fight no matter what.It's also more exciting to work.

After working all morning, he was a little dizzy, but he didn't have much appetite.

Jiang Xingyu thought, maybe he had consumed too much the night before, and now he didn't even bother to leave the office.He casually ordered a canteen delivery, and found a jewelry box from the safe.

The box was opened, and there was a cornflower blue gemstone with extremely high clarity, oval shape, exquisite cut and stunning color.He put on his gloves, took out the gemstone and looked at it carefully. The sunlight passed through the delicate and detailed cut surface, shining beautiful light, making it look crystal clear and mysterious and melancholy.

I haven't painted by myself for a long time, will it be unfamiliar?

Jiang Xingyu took out a design drawing from the folder, and took out his usual drawing pencil to outline the net-like lines.

The canteen delivery outside the office is already cold.

He sketched in between work, and the sun had gone down by the time the sketches were completed.Jiang Xingyu finally stood up and turned his sore waist.He looked out the window at the night sky soaked in darkness, and he kind of missed the feeling of forgetting to eat, sleep and concentrate, as if he had returned to the time when he was studying in Melbourne.

Jiang Xingyu spent his university career in Melbourne in the southern hemisphere.

He majored in electrical engineering. As a major in science and engineering, he also has a special obsession with art, so he also took the design course as an elective course, so that he can not only take into account the appearance design of the product, but also the circuit diagram drawn by the internal structure is perfect. exquisite.At that time, he was busy with schoolwork. In order to complete a design project, he could only sleep for three or four hours a day, from looking up information, to drawing design drawings, to completing the partial parts one by one in the laboratory, and finally assembling... .. At the same time, other courses are the same. You can get a lot of credits.

There is no need to say extra words, no need to think about extra things, tiring and hard work, but it is the happiest time in this life.

Lu Jiaming laughed at him for wasting his youth, he didn't even know how to talk about a relationship.He disapproved and sneered, what's there to talk about in love?After all, isn't it all for doing that stuff?Does love have design fun?Is there any assembly parts for fun?Is it fun to give souls to parts?Or is it fun to go straight to the point?Later, Lu Jiaming smiled and said that what you love most should be objects. It is completely inhumane to measure people from the perspective of products.

Jiang Xingyu hadn't enlightened at that time, and had no idea.Now that I think about it, it’s probably because I haven’t met anyone who can directly hit the soul...

Jiang Xingyu remembered that he once woke up on the plane to Melbourne, opened the visor, and saw the dark blue, clear and deep starry sky outside.He was attracted by the symbol of the southern hemisphere - the bright and cold brilliance of the Southern Cross in the clear night sky, and he couldn't move his eyes for a long time.He put his fingers on the glass of the plane window, lightly traced the outline of the Southern Cross as if obsessed, and pryed out how such a beautiful thing could exist.

Just as amazing as when he saw Zhou Xing himself for the first time.

Like the Southern Cross, it is proud, cold, bright and brilliant.

A ring inlaid with sapphires must be extremely beautiful if worn on Zhou Xing's hand.