Do you want to take a stand?
Guan Xi lowered her head and did not rush to give a clear answer. Instead, she did Tai Chi: "Mr. Zhuo Xiu, as the public relations manager, I will fulfill the responsibilities of public relations. Specifically..." She raised her head and her words stopped abruptly.
Li Zhuoxiu had fallen asleep on the sofa, his hands gradually loosened, and the tea cup fell on the carpet. The dark water stains smudged into a larger and larger pattern on the carpet.
The sound did not alarm her.
Guan Xi looked solemn.
Falling asleep while talking - that had never happened before.
She exited quietly, and Zhang Zhiyao hurried into the office. Guan Xi looked away and remembered the rumors that Li Zhuoxiu had cancer.
…
Guan Xi looked at his hands.
Helping the old president handle the "unspeakable" tasks means loyalty.
Even if you hide in the project, you still can't escape the complicated positions and struggles? Li Zhuoxiu's health is obviously very bad, but how long can he remain neutral and himself? A tsunami is coming, and what kind of tsunami will it be?
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the bright sunshine has been blocked by dark clouds. It started to get cloudy.
…
When Guan Xi went out, everyone in the secretarial department was joking.
"Have you heard about the unfinished building incident of Yongda Group?"
"It's not surprising that many of the Yongda Group's unfinished business have been suppressed. I wonder how many days this news will last?"
"Do you still remember the Yongda football team? How glorious it was back then."
"Seeing him building a tall building, watching him entertaining guests, watching his building collapse."
“The Yongda Group had a foundation collapse issue before, and it was suppressed by their public relations department.”
"Have you heard? Yongda Real Estate Line is starting to suppress wages."
"But I think Boss Xu from Yongda University is still on vacation abroad?"
There was a shrieking wind, the talking and laughing stopped, and several people turned their heads to look out the window.
"It's going to rain."
…
After walking out of Zhuoxiu's door, Guan Xi stood still and took out a cigarette. Before he could take out his lighter, a group of people came over and surrounded the man in the middle.
A group of people rushed into Zhuoxiu's office building, and Guan Xi remembered that the man in the middle was Li Zhuoxiu's second son.
Li Zhuoxiu has three children. Two daughters, one in the middle and one son in the middle. The eldest daughter is stationed in Shanghai, the second son is stationed in Dalian, and the third daughter is stationed in Wuhan.
She turned to look at his back and frowned.
Recently, I often see Li Zhuoxiu's three children in Shenzhen.
The damp wind ruffled Guan Xi's hair, but she didn't care at all.
Guan Xi got in the car and called Yu Bi, telling him that Li Zhuoxiu was coming to Changlefang for inspection. She thought again that Li Zhuoxiu wanted her to keep an eye on Changlefang.
Keep an eye on Shi Yuan, of course, but only Shi Yuan.
Yu Ben's voice came out calmly from the microphone, and Guan Xi came back to his senses. He said: "We can build a 100-meter demonstration street, just to renovate the facades of the old houses along the street. The project is not too difficult, so you don't have to worry about the progress. Changlefang Erzong Road and Chenji Tangshui Street are very suitable. .”
That's good.
After hanging up the phone, Guan Xi saw 47 missed calls and 3 unread WeChat messages from his mother.
"I'm already on the plane. Ready to come and see you."
"I've landed in Yue City. Come pick me up after get off work."
"You don't need to pick me up, I'll go directly to your residence."
None of these three sentences asked Guan Xi's opinion.
A feeling of suffocation surged into Guan Xi's heart.
…
Chen Jiaxian ran along the familiar street to Guan Xi's residence.
She knocked on the door: "Auntie."
Guan Mu opened the door. Her figure was exactly the same as Guan Xi's, slim and tall, her face was serious and tight, and her silver-framed glasses were tightly hung on her slender face.
There was a mess behind her. The sofa was piled with Guan Xi's clothes. Guan's mother also had a suit on her hand.
Chen Jiaxian was stunned and swallowed: "Auntie, what on earth are you doing?"
Guan's mother turned around and continued to take out Guan Xi's clothes from the cabinet one by one: "Help Xi Xi pack her things."
Chen Jiaxian blurted out: "Did she ask you to help?"
Guan's mother spoke politely: "My Xixi has a bad temper and can't take care of herself." Her northern accent is very strong.
take care of?
With Guan Xi's character, how could he accept such care?
Guan's mother asked Chen Jiaxian again: "Who are you? Are you Guan Xi's friend? What do your parents do? Which school did you graduate from and what do you do?"
Chen Jiaxian was startled: "Auntie, my name is Chen Jiaxian, and I am Sister Xi's assistant. Sister Xi is on a business trip and will be back in the evening. She asked me to take you to have something to eat first."
Guan's mother said politely: "Thank you for the hard work, Xiao Chen."
Chen Jiaxian regained some affection for Guan Mu: "Is there anything you like to eat?"
Guan's mother said: "I have never been to Yuecheng, you can make arrangements. Thank you, Xiao Chen."
Chen Jiaxian was a little surprised. Guan Xi has been in Yuecheng for many years, but her mother has never been to Yuecheng?
Chen Jiaxian did not continue this topic: "Let's have 'one cup and two' first, one cup of soup and two refreshments. Then we will take you to try Yuecheng's sugar water."
Guan's mother said: "I read in the book that you locals have the habit of having morning tea, and it's not called eating, it's called 'sighing'."
"Yes, sigh tea, you have to drink tea leisurely." Chen Jiaxian smiled, "Auntie, you usually like to read books?"
Guan's mother nodded, and instead of talking about herself, she turned the topic to Guan Xi again: "Guan Xi also follows me and loves reading."
The two said and walked out of the door. Guan’s mother was holding a plastic bag to throw away the garbage.
Chen Jiaxian smiled and said, "I'll throw it away for you." She took the plastic bag from Guan's mother's hand, and there was a clattering sound inside, and it was heavy.
This is--
Chen Jiaxian opened the bag and saw bottles of nail polish inside. She was stunned again: "Auntie, did you throw away Sister Xi's nail polish?"
Guan's mother nodded: "Nail polish is poisonous and harmful to the body. Xi Xi will get sick."
Chen Jiaxian immediately put the bag into her bag: "Auntie, we need to sort the garbage now. These things cannot be thrown here. I will find a place to throw them for you."
…
By the time Guan Xi arrived, the sky was already dark. The wind came one after another, and it was about to rain.
Chen Jiaxian pulled Guan Xi aside, quietly returned the nail polish to Guan Xi, and reminded her tactfully: "When you go home, be mentally prepared."
Guan Xi responded vaguely, thanked Chen Jiaxian, and left with his mother.
The car drove to the door of the hotel and stopped. Guan's mother looked at Guan Xi: "Aren't you willing to let mother live at home?"
Guan Xi didn't look at her: "This hotel is quite good."
The atmosphere in the car was dull for a while. Guan's mother said calmly: "I don't agree."
Guan Xi also said calmly: "As you can see, my house can't accommodate two people."
Guan Mu tightened her lips.
After a moment, her slender face wrinkled tightly and she looked at Guan Xi with disappointment: "No matter how good I am to you, you can't feel it. You only feel that I am touching myself. Mom is caring about you and doesn't want you to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival alone." !Don’t think your mother is taking care of you!”
Guan Xi said "hmm" to this face that was very similar to his own, and said nothing, his attitude was obvious.
After a long stalemate, the wind outside the car window became stronger and stronger, and thunder rolled over our heads. Guan's mother remained in a stalemate for a moment, then finally gave in, pushed the door open and got out of the car. Guan Xi helped her carry her luggage, and the two of them walked into the hotel.
Guan's mother said, "I asked you to take the civil service exam. Have you bought the books?"
Guan Xi said nothing and boiled a pot of mineral water in silence. Guan's mother said again: "Who is Jun? Who is Yu? Who is Pan? Who is Shi? Who is the child?"
Guan Xi turned his head sharply.
Guan's mother held her work notebook in her hand, flipped through it, and shook it: "Why don't you learn Xing Shen Lun well and just hang out with these people?"
In an instant, numbness and sourness penetrate the scalp. Guan Xi trembled all over.
