227. Lu Xin wants to write an autobiography

Style: Science Author: Changchun XuesongWords: 2152Update Time: 24/01/11 21:13:11
Snow began to fall at dawn. When Yi Mei got up at nine o'clock, she found that 20 centimeters of snow had accumulated in the yard. White powder continued to fall from the dark sky.

Zhao Kuan's friend Chen Bing will call in two hours. In yesterday's phone call, Yi Mei asked the other party to put the time around eleven o'clock. This is because her husband, Lu Xin, takes the dog out for a walk for an hour at 10:30 every day. Although he is the chairman of the company, he only goes to the company two or three times a week because of his old age. If there are important matters, the secretary of the company's board of directors will come to the house. Report to him. However, looking at the weather, my husband may stay at home all the time. However, once you have come, let it be, as long as you speak appropriately during the phone call, it is not too troublesome, but it is impossible to find out the specific circumstances of the death of Zhao Kuan and Li Zhi who were arrested by the police. Of course, this would make Yi Mei a little worried, but she just needed to find an opportunity for Chen Bing to contact her again. In short, it was impossible for Lu Xin to notice anything during the short conversation on the phone.

Breakfast is around ten o'clock. It was cold this morning, so my husband had toast, ham, omelettes, and milk brought to the small table in the bedroom. Putting the newspapers and glasses aside, Lu Xin gnawed on the toast and put the ham into his mouth, not satisfied with the taste. He didn't talk much to Yi Mei in front of him.

"It's snowing so hard, can't it stop?" Lu Xin muttered.

Snow continues to fall on the exposed magnolia branches, constantly

increasing thickness.

"Maybe it will stop in a while." Yi Mei

explain.

Just when Yi Mei was expecting that the snow would stop and her husband would put on his shoes and go out, Lu Xin said: "There is a meeting in the company at 11:15, please help me prepare."

I didn’t expect that my husband would have to go to the company on such a day. It would be great if the husband could go out before eleven o'clock, but by "preparing" does he mean driving him? Yi Mei was about to refuse, but looked at Lu Xin and saw him standing up.

"My toes may be cold today. Didn't someone give me a pair of thick pure wool socks at the end of last year? Go get them."

"Then, you can ask someone to call for a car right away.

Taxi comes. "

Lu Xin had no intention of asking Yi Mei to drive from the beginning. Every time I take Yi Mei's car, she takes the initiative, not to mention it snowed so heavily this morning. Yi Mei asked the maid to make a phone call, her tone became cheerful.

"Are you still going to the company on a day like this?"

Yi Mei is being attentive. When she is in a good mood, she will do this

What to do.

"Um."

Lu Xin put on the new socks he brought. The feet protruding from the trouser legs lacked luster, were white and dry.

"Will it be very busy next time?"

"No, I'll only go there two or three times this week."

The maid conveyed the response from the taxi company, saying that the taxis were all out because of the heavy snow, and one should be back in thirty minutes. Look at the watch. Thirty minutes later, it will be half past ten. It takes another twenty minutes to drive here.

If Chen Bing called during this period, there would be nothing he could do.

Twenty minutes later, Yi Mei came to the living room and saw Lu Xin wearing a suit and opening the newspaper she had read once again.

Yi Mei kept a distance and stood by the door to watch the snowing scene. At this time, Lu Xin said to his wife hesitantly: "I said..."

"What?" Yi Mei just stood and replied.

It was her habit when she was in a bad mood.

"When I go to the company today, I will make an appointment with the stenographer. There is a man in the company who is familiar with this aspect." Lu Xin looked at Yi Mei and said.

"Okay." Yi Mei replied.

Yi Mei answered deliberately indifferently. This was also to give Chen Bing a backup plan when he called him. He pretended to be unhappy, so that his husband would be wary and would not go near the phone.

"It depends on how the contract is signed, and I'm not sure what will happen in the end. I'll probably have a stenographer come to my house three times a week. I might even have to cook for them sometimes."

"Okay. Is this going to last a long time?"

"After all, I am writing an autobiography. I want to start with my parents, recalling it a little bit, and narrating it a little bit. Since this is my first time writing, I don't know if it will go well. If I don't think it goes well, I will give up."

“It’s hard to write once, why don’t you stick to it?

? "

"Well, how should I put it? If you don't give it a try, no one can

not sure. "

"But sometimes you can call the stenographer to the company. Your office should be quiet, right?"

"Well, that's what I'm saying..."

Lu Xin's response seemed very hesitant. He stretched his hands to his face and slowly took off his glasses, as if to hide his expression.

"... Even if it's my office, it's in the company after all. I can't let the stenographer in for such a private matter, and I can't calm down. Of course, it shouldn't matter if I go there every once in a while."

Yi Mei often thinks of the age difference between herself and Lu Xin because of something. Even if there is a difference of thirty years, if Lu Xin lives a long life, he will be one year older by living one more year, and his future will gradually become narrower. Having said that, he can't die right now. For some reason, Yi Mei thought that another three years would be ideal. She always felt that her happiness, plans for the future, and all her interests were concentrated in these three years.

The next three years must be spent trying to keep the elderly protector alive. For this reason, Yi Mei planned to tolerate writing an autobiography as a recreational activity and regard it as a kind of nutritional supplement. In addition, in this way, she can also enjoy the right to free time.

"Okay, let's call the stenographer home." Yi Mei's spirits perked up, and her tone of voice also changed.

"It's only two or three hours a day, so there's no need to do it

Raise troops and mobilize people. "

"If I get it in the evening and cook for others, that's no problem. Don't you need any special equipment?"

"Ah, that's not necessary. Just use a ready-made desk."

Lu Xin's face also became clear.

"When does it begin?"

"I can't say for sure. I have to wait until I discuss it with the man today and hear his reply. I'm not in a hurry."

The taxi has arrived.

"Really?" When Lu Xin heard the notification, he said "Hi" energetically and stood up with his hands on the chair.

Yi Mei followed him to the entrance. Just then, the phone behind her rang. "Shaji, come and look after the chairman."

Lu Xin paused, probably thinking that the call was for him. Yi Mei hurriedly said that the clothing store had promised to call today. She glanced at the maid and returned to the house. Lu Xin's footsteps headed towards the entrance.

Yi Mei picked up the receiver and said "hello".

"Is it Madam?" It was Chen Bing's voice yesterday.

sound.

"yes."

"I followed your instructions and called you.

. "

"OK."

Yi Mei listened to the movement in the entrance hall with one ear. There was the sound of something hard hitting the ground, and Lu Xin seemed to be putting on shoes.