In the elevator, Lin Yuxi stared intently at the numbers on the display screen, exuding an air of refusal to communicate from head to toe.
She looked at the screen, and the man next to her looked at her.
There was no one else in the elevator, and Zhou Yanjing's eyes fell on her unscrupulously, from the back of her dark and round head to her fair left ear, and then to her smooth jaw.
"You haven't dared to look at me. Are you feeling guilty?"
Lin Yuxi was unmoved and didn't even turn her head: "If I don't look at it, you don't want to look at it. I'm tired of looking at it already."
Zhou Yanjing chuckled: "What should I do? I'm not tired of seeing it. How about you turn around and close your eyes. I'll look at you and you won't look at me. We will achieve a win-win situation."
Lin Yuxi pursed her lips.
Neuropathy.
Zhou Yanjing's voice was above her head, and he said slowly: "Are you scolding me in your heart again?"
"..."
When the elevator arrived, Lin Yuxi walked out quickly.
Yu Jiaxiao had to return the car to her boss today, so she made the best use of it during the last half of the day it was in her hands and came to see Lin Yuxi off at work.
She waited downstairs and waved to Lin Yuxi beamingly from the car window. Then she saw a handsome and upright man coming out from behind her, and her smile faded away.
Lin Yuxi got into her car, Yu Jiaxiao glanced at Zhou Yanjing with a strange expression, and started the car.
"Did you bring it for me?" Lin Yuxi picked up the coffee in the cup holder.
Yu Jia smiled: "Yeah."
It was obvious on her expression that she was holding something in, and she couldn't hold it in for less than two minutes.
"I know that you had a deep affection for him before. It is impossible for you to end your love in such a short period of time. Moreover, I have to admit that these men are very handsome, have great skills, are good at work, and have a strong sense of service..."
Lin Yuxi almost choked on a sip of coffee and coughed so hard that she couldn't speak.
Yu Jiaxiao took out a tissue and gave it to her, insisting on finishing her words: "It's normal for you to be unable to control yourself for a moment, but! One bite of Huitou Grass is enough, don't eat more, and don't go back!"
Lin Yuxi held the tissue and explained with a black line: "He just came in the morning."
Yu Jiaxiao: "Not even the morning cannon!"
Lin Yuxi deeply regretted that she shouldn't have shared everything with her: "When you wash your face every day, can you open your mind and clean it a little bit?"
"That's scary." Yu Jiaxiao made a lot of nonsense, "Haven't you heard a saying, if you have nothing to do, you will be healthier physically and mentally. What can I do to soothe the suffering and tiredness of the social animals after they are cleansed?"
After saying that, she emphasized: "Just this time, we can't turn back, do you hear me?"
"I haven't eaten!" Lin Yuxi's head hurt.
When Xiao Cui saw her at the hospital, he said, "Hey, why do you look so worried so early in the morning?"
Lin Yuxi sighed melancholy: "I'm reflecting on why I see people in such a crooked way."
My ex-husband is unreliable and my best friend is unreliable.
As he was talking, his phone received a new message.
The second lady of the Tan family who just posted in the group last night that the 8,000-yuan bag was too cheap to match her class: [Help me fight Shaoshao for a chop. I can’t make up this penny today, so I’ll fight with it! 】
Lin Yuxi: "..."
Oh, I forgot that I have a new friend here, who is unreliable and out of tune.
[I didn’t buy Pin Shao Shao]
She sent Tan Xingchen a one-cent red envelope, changed her clothes and handed over to her colleagues, and was ready to go to the ward rounds.
Before leaving the office, she glanced at the small calendar on the desktop.
The day marked with a red circle has come at a countdown pace, which means that the one-month cooling-off period is about to end.
Zhou Yanjing arrived at the company early in the morning. Yang Kang handed over several more important documents and large financial statements first. After he finished signing, he handed over another document.
"There will be a project meeting at nine o'clock for Xinchuang Technology to acquire Rongwei Group. This is the M&A investment summary handed in by the M&A Department yesterday. Please take a look."
Zhou Yanjing hung his coat on the hanger, took the documents and stood in front of his desk to look through them. He glanced at the calendar inadvertently and paused.
"What's today's date?"
Yang Kang said: "No. 17."
The minimalist calendar that had been placed on the calm black boss's desk for three months suddenly caught Mr. Tuesday's noble and critical eyes for some reason.
He snorted softly: "Who put this here? Am I suffering from Alzheimer's disease? Do I still need to look at the calendar?"
Yang Kang: "..."
Who was asking what day it was just now?
Yang Kang didn't know why this boss, who was in a weird mood, was in a more unstable state of mind than when he had worked an extra day even though he had taken a day off. Hearing this, he picked up the desk calendar in a well-trained manner.
"I'll take care of it right away."
Zhou Yanjing's mood had already cast a dark cloud. He sat down in the office chair and flipped through the executive summary and subsequent valuation analysis in the report.
"What's your next trip?"
Yang Kang briefly reported the next two weeks' itinerary in chronological order and importance: "We have entertainment today and tomorrow. It was decided last week. You can make time after the 20th."
Zhou Yanjing's fingers stopped flipping through the report, the corners of his lips curled up in a half-smile, and he asked in a caring and considerate tone: "Are you tired of sitting here as the general assistant? Otherwise, I'll give you a chance to talk to the newly recruited intern." Change positions?"
Yang Kang added very flexibly: "It may not be available."
Zhou Yanjing put away that scary smile and leaned back on the chair indifferently: "Go ahead."
Investment banks are notorious for their high work intensity and high mental pressure. During those two years in the United States, Zhou Yanjing had long been accustomed to overloaded operations.
Being busy will keep him from thinking about things other than work, and all troubling and unsolvable things can be temporarily blocked.
But people cannot stop for 24 hours. The moment they stop, those things will come back like a tide.
It was almost eight o'clock after the afternoon work, and Lin Yuxi called Zhou Yanjing.
He answered quickly, and there was a lot of noise in the background, as if he was at a dinner party.
"Find me?"
I don't know if it was Lin Yuxi's misunderstanding, but I heard a little surprise in his tone.
"Are you busy?" Lin Yuxi asked.
"Not busy. Wait for me."
Zhou Yanjing blocked a toast glass with the back of his hand, said "Excuse me" to everyone, got up and left the dinner.
"Whose phone number is it?"
Zhou Yanjing covered the phone and replied: "My wife."
"Oh, you have to pick it up quickly." The other party joked, "If you call me so early to check, my sister-in-law will miss you so much."
Even though he knew it was flattery, Zhou Yanjing still felt comfortable being photographed. With a smile on his lips, he took his cell phone and left the box.
The corridor was paved with thick carpet, and leather shoes made no sound when stepping on it. He walked to the undisturbed end of the corridor and loosened his tie with his long knuckles.
"your get off work is done?"
The noise on the other end of the phone disappeared and his voice became clearer. Lin Yuxi hummed and asked him, "Are you free tomorrow? We should go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the divorce certificate."
The smile in Zhou Yanjing's eyes faded silently like fog.
It gets dark early in winter and the night is blue. From this place, you can see the skyscrapers in the business district opposite. The prosperity of Lin City shines in the bright and bright lights of the office buildings.
And outside the window in front of Zhou Yanjing, there was a bare tree.
