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When we parted that day, Cui Shican said to him: "Don't feel sorry for me."

Although no one pointed it out, he still felt that Shi Can could easily see through him after several years.

As for the situation of Shi Can's family, Wen Yu didn't know much back then, so naturally he can obtain even less information now.Not long after standing and chatting on the street, Wen Yu wanted to send Shican to his place of work, but Cui Shican insisted on refusing.

Uncle Cui's disease was in the liver. Shi Can only mentioned that in his sophomore year, he had complications caused by an infection after an operation, and he died of a serious illness not long after.

He was still in college at that time, Shi Can kept silent about what he had experienced since then.

Wen Yu intuitively felt that his current situation was inseparable from the past two years, and if he wanted to know, he had to find another opportunity.Most of their former classmates didn't know what happened afterwards, and the only one who knew something inside was probably Ji Yue, who was always the most familiar with Shi Can.

Thinking of this, Wen Yu thinks that Kongzhen is going to visit Ji Yue's house.

But he couldn't get away for a short time.

A contract in July caused a three-foot-high splash, which was directly related to Wen Yu's personnel change.

Everyone in the middle and senior management feels insecure and always feels that they will be fired in the next second, and several ulterior motives have requested to resign in advance.At the same time, the cooperative company that smelled the wind had thought about it and wanted to withdraw midway. Mr. Han personally persuaded most of them, but Jinglong's stock price still couldn't stop it from falling again.

It seems that the short rejuvenation of the two quarters in the middle is just a dream, and no one can resist jumping off the cliff all the way to losses.

There were too many things accumulated, and the whole month passed in chaos. Wen Yu often flew to two or three cities. At the busiest time, he slept for a total of five hours in two days. He was so tired that he felt that he was about to die suddenly.

When he finally got into the finishing work, Wen Yu was already so tired that he felt that he was middle-aged, and everything was over—God knows how long he hadn't left work on time.

"Mr. Wen, Mr. Wen!" The girl patted his arm, and Wen Yu suddenly opened his eyes.

He gasped: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Lin was standing next to him with his laptop in his arms: "Just as the work was assigned, you fell asleep while leaning on the desk. There is going to be another meeting soon..."

Wen Yu looked around blankly. The new conference room had glass doors installed according to his wishes, and there were people coming and going outside, and everyone was in a hurry.The sound of high heels hitting the tile floor is crisp, and the sound of falling into the eardrums is even a little palpitating.

Outside the window, the August sun is shining brightly, and the hot weather has no sense of autumn coming.

"Mr. Wen, you don't look very well. I'll take a leave of absence for you. Don't you have to work overtime at night?" Xiao Lin looked worried, "Why don't you eat too much oil and drink porridge?"

"I don't drink porridge." Wen Yu immediately rebelled, "I want hot pot!"

Xiaolin: "..."

Knowing what Wen Yu said was a joke, she silently contacted the cafeteria in the group to start a small stove, and ordered a bowl of pumpkin porridge.

A week ago, the board of directors decided the personnel transfer of the head office, Han Mo went to the operation department, and the original director was transferred to Huacheng to assist in the work, and quickly stabilized the precarious situation.As for why Han Mo was not directly sent to Huacheng, the external explanation was that the board of directors had other considerations.

"What can you think about?" Wen Yu sat at the back of the office with a disheveled face, speechless with the pumpkin porridge, "Did you hear what I said below, the prince will rebel sooner or later, so it's better to stay with him."

Xiao Lin covered his mouth and smiled: "It's not so serious, and it's not Mr. Han's words."

Wen Yu bit his spoon and spoke vaguely: "I don't think there's anything wrong with Brother Mo going to Huacheng, but the head of the branch company has so little real power, it's better to wrong him than to run the business."

"Who is wronged?"

Suddenly someone spoke, Wen Yu and Xiao Lin were shocked at the same time, and then turned around, only to find that the door of the office was still open.What he just said didn't make sense on the stage, Xiao Lin reacted more, if he was not wearing high heels he would have jumped up on the spot: "Mr. Zong Zong, Director!"

Han Mo changed his cold aura and smiled at her: "Why are you so nervous, I'm not your immediate boss now. I won't make things difficult for you during the break."

Xiao Lin blinked: "Isn't Yu Wei still alive!"

Her witty words diluted the panic of the sudden attack, and Wen Yu held the pumpkin porridge: "What are you doing here?"

"Reporting work." Han Mo pointed the tablet in front of him, "This is a newly drafted contract, I don't learn this, it always feels a bit strange to look at it, and it seems that there is no loophole in the legal affairs, so I have to ask you this A professional look."

"The legal officer can't even see it, but I can find something wrong." Wen Yu smiled, but put the porridge bowl aside, and carefully looked at the things Han Mo gave him.Although he majored in management and statistics as an undergraduate, he used more British and American styles in the practice of commercial law, and Wen Yu was indeed more familiar with many hidden clauses.

He discussed work with Han Mo, Xiao Lin saw this, opened the door and went out.

Compared with Han Mo, who was working as an assistant at that time, Xiao Lin was more inclined to administration.She doesn't know much about the company's affairs, and she has no right to speak in decision-making. It is not difficult for Wen Yu to guess the above meaning by replacing Han Mo with her.

He had a good relationship with Han Mo, and that faction took him to his side.Now that the conversation is over, Han Mo has been transferred, and some people in the board of directors are worried that he will steal Han Mo's limelight.

Since the establishment of Jinglong, he is not a business empire, but he has little savings. He is an outsider in the final analysis.

Elevation, decentralization, Wen Yu doesn't understand, he just finds it funny-the external conflict is sharp, and the internal struggle is endless.

Although this has not affected his relationship with South Korea and Mo for the time being, the future will be long, and no one can say whether it will still be dominated by interests one day.Friends turn against each other, it sounds so chilling.

"...That's about it. If you want to do it, you can start here." Wen Yu finished the last sip of pumpkin porridge and wiped his mouth carelessly, "Don't startle the snake."

"It's about the same as what I thought." Han Mo nodded, leaned on the back of the seat and turned half a circle, looking thoughtfully at the bookcase next to him.

Wen Yu looked up at him: "Aren't you used to going to a new position?"

"I'll get used to it in a few days." There was something in Han Mo's words, and his smile paused, "It's you, although Xiao Lin is careful in doing things, he is still quite stupid occasionally."

"It's good, I'm like you, I'll always get used to it." Wen Yu said, wiping the table with a tissue.

In the silence of the room, Han Mo suddenly said, "How was the restaurant last time?"

"It's okay." Wen Yu thought about Shi Can's reaction that day, and when he was mentioned like this, he had an idea that had been brewing for a long time. He lay down on the table and propped his face, "Brother Mo, there is something I want Discuss with you."

Han Mo: "Huh?"

Wen Yu added: "To be precise, I am asking for your opinion."

Han Mo smiled: "If you have anything to ask me, you have made up your own mind since you started college, right?"

"It's different this time." Wen Yu followed him with a smile, and quickly restrained himself. Although his posture was relaxed, his tone and expression were extremely serious, "I told you that recently he said some very...cute things , I didn’t have any plans at first, but after listening to it, I suddenly wanted to chase him, but I couldn’t do it.”

Han Mo opened his eyes wide and said in a daze, "Chasing someone?"

Wen Yu nodded: "Chasing after my classmate."

Han Mo wailed pretendingly: "Wen Yu, do you have a conscience? I just fell out of love not long ago—I beg you, if I knew, would it be your turn to chase him?"

Watching the sadness flow upstream, Wen Yu didn't take it seriously.

He knows Han Mo's personality, he can take it and let it go, he won't be attached if he said "forget it", if he really can't let it go, he will never mention it in front of him, once he expresses his attitude, it means that he can accept everything results and costs.At the moment, condemning him for being cruel in a mournful manner is nothing more than venting his emotions.

"How would I know." Wen Yu couldn't help laughing because of his teasing, "Give me some advice."

Han Mo sat up straight: "If the enemy is tired, I will chase after him, if the enemy advances, I will retreat. You have old friendships, so it's not starting from scratch. Whatever he lacks, you will give him what he lacks, Mr. Wen, isn't he short of money?"

Thinking of Shi Can's strange reaction that day, Wen Yu felt his heart being poked lightly.

Hush and inquire, or stalk, or step by step?

Wen Yu lowered his eyelids: "I don't know what he wants."

"You gave it, let's see." Han Mo said, "The main thing is sincerity. But if he is not a straight man...is he really?"

"No." Wen Yu replied immediately, and said firmly after a moment of recollection, "He told me."

Han Mo: "It's over."

Perhaps in the eyes of people with a wealthy family and no worries about food and clothing since childhood, pursuit is just a way to show their so-called strength.Flowers or diamond rings, high-end restaurants, and lighting up a building are all romantic and effective.The process is not important to them, it is even a kind of fun.

Wen Yu rested his chin in thought, he always felt that this should not be the case.

Shi Can is not his hobby, nor is it a way of playing around or showing off, he is sincere.But the last time he poured out his heart and lungs, the other party didn't appreciate it.Even though it was many years ago, Wen Yu still feels lingering fear when he thinks about it.

He didn't know how many times he sighed, what should he do with Shi Can?

I didn't get the desired result from Han Mo, so Wen Yu curves to save the country, checks the phone's address book, and finally clicks on the dialog box of someone I don't know very well—you can't know too much, and the purpose will be revealed every minute, so First exclude classmates.Secondly, it should not be too unfamiliar. After all, this topic is private.

When these two were kicked out, there were not many suitable choices among the remaining people. To say that the one who saw his latest movements the most was actually Xia Fengyi who exchanged contact information during the chat in Huaide Hall.

Wen Yu thinks this person is very interesting, and there is nothing wrong with his body. He runs to the clinic every day, and he hears that he wants to pursue Shang Qiu, but he has no specific actions.After such a calculation, he and he are also in a certain sense of sympathy.

Xia Fengyi seemed to be with her mobile phone 24 hours a day, Wen Yu just sent "Are you there?", and immediately replied with a question mark.

When he grew up, he was not used to beating around the bush, so after a few pleasantries, he got to the point, euphemistically expressing that there was something wrong with his relationship, and wanted to talk to Xia Fengyi, but the other party was straightforward, haha ​​laughed at him for being too young, and then sent a position.

"Let's talk about it, come quickly and have a drink with me." Xia Fengyi said, followed by a smirk.

It was already night, Wen Yu cleaned up the table, and slipped away when no one cared whether he was on duty or not.

The address in the location is not far from the company, and it takes less than 10 minutes to drive there.On the fringes of the city center, entertainment venues are flourishing, and one of the bar streets has become a night-time posture, with neon lights flashing, street folk singers intertwined with loud electronic music coming out of the wall, creating a blur.

Wen Yu finally found a parking space. After getting out of the car, he looked around and saw that there were many excellent sports cars. He thought that this was a place that Han Mo called "bad boys".

He is too ascetic abroad, and he doesn't have much contact with the circle of overseas students, which saves him the trouble of socializing, and avoids such things as red light districts and bar streets.Later, he joined the social animal industry prematurely. After get off work, Wen Yu just wanted to go home and lie paralyzed.

Xia Fengyi was obviously the complete opposite of the people he usually interacted with.

With the loud music playing, Wen Yu found Xia Fengyi sitting alone in a booth in a bar with pain in his eardrums.There was a bottle of foreign wine in front of him, and when he saw Wen Yu coming, he poured it for him enthusiastically.

"Drinking?!" He yelled loudly, a little hoarse.

Wen Yu had no choice but to agree. He clinked glasses with Xia Fengyi, and his words were drowned out by the music: "Don't you think it's noisy?"

Xia Fengyi frowned: "What?"

It seemed that he didn't think so, Wen Yu sipped a little wine from the rim of his glass.The taste is spicy, but it can keep people awake. He glanced at the bottle and secretly wrote down the name. This action did not escape Xia Fengyi's eyes, and he patted the table.

"Huh?" Wen Yu looked over.

"I keep it here!" He said, pointing to the bottle of wine, "If you like it, I'll give you a few bottles next time—there are others in the wine cellar at home, and I'll bring them to you some other day, just enough to drink!"

He was overly enthusiastic, and Wen Yu had no choice but to say, "Thank you—you are doing cupping during the day and dancing at night, living a healthy enough life?!"

"That's right, I went to dance around before you came." Xia Fengyi didn't feel ashamed, at least he didn't forget the serious business, and moved from the opposite side to sit next to Wen Yu, "Why, who do you want to chase? I'm the right one people."

After looking around, Wen Yu said indifferently, "I'm starting to doubt my own eyesight now."

Xia Fengyi: "Changing your mind so quickly? Come on, let's listen first."

"Not about him." Wen Yu pushed his head away, "I'm talking about you."

Xia Fengyi: "...Damn it, you have no conscience! Brother kindly invites you out to play, so you have to say thank you no matter what, and make fun of it as soon as you come up, I really want Shang Qiu to prick you more next time."

About him and Shang Qiu, Wen Yu couldn't help but think too much from these words.He still has the bad habit of blushing when he was gossiping when he was young, and his eyes drifted away: "I don't want to hear about you and Dr. Shang, I just want to ask, I like it..."

"Hey, hey, don't you like it." Xia Fengyi patted him, "Do you see who is that?"

Wen Yu was interrupted to express his heartfelt feelings, full of grievances, and looked over with a dazed expression.

The light and shadow sway, the blurred human figures on the dance floor let themselves go with the strong rhythm of the music, and the spectators in the seats have their own postures.Watch quietly, or gather around a table and laugh loudly.

At the next table sat a few girls in cool clothes, like students, all wearing heavy makeup, surrounded by a woman in a red and black print dress sitting in the middle.She is in her thirties, not beautiful, but she has a mature temperament, which is even more outstanding among the schoolgirls. She lights up a lady's cigarette and winks like silk.

"I don't know." Wen Yu took a few glances.

"I didn't let you see that beautiful sister." Xia Fengyi hated iron and steel, and slapped him again, "That man! The side profile is so pretty, even if I'm not gay, I'd be tempted, you see, does he look like..."

While talking, the bartender in white shirt turned half his face and put a bottle of wine on the table.A few girls chatted and laughed around him, the man maintained a polite expression, and when he looked carefully, his brows were full of impatience.

Handsome, young, with a slightly arched back showing a bit of fatigue for no reason.

A girl laughed and wanted to stuff her bank card into his open collar——

"Shi Can!"

Wen Yu stood up abruptly.

The author says:

A small bowl of dog blood warning ahead