A few days later.
Lu Wenzhou had just lost his temper with the senior officials of various departments at the meeting.
Coming out of the conference room, everyone was like amnesty.
Quietly discussing in private: "What's wrong with Mr. Lu recently? I don't like everything. My plan was obviously praised by him last time, so why am I being scolded this time?"
Someone who understood sneered: "Who held a meeting next to Mr. Lu last time?"
"Secretary Qiao."
"That's right. The president is out of love. As subordinates, we should be considerate of him."
Several people were talking as they walked, but they didn't know that Lu Wenzhou had been following behind them.
He walked into the office with a cold face, and Song Qingya came in with a cup of coffee.
With a sweet smile on his face: "Brother Wenzhou, I made some coffee for you, please try it."
Lu Wenzhou said lightly, picked up the cup and took a sip.
His brows immediately furrowed: "Did you put sugar in it?"
Song Qingya was stunned for a moment, "Ah, haven't you always disliked bitter food? So I added 70% sweetness to it for you."
Lu Wenzhou put the cup down hard and said in a cold voice: "You won't need to drink anymore, go out."
"Brother Wenzhou, tell me what I did wrong and I will definitely change it. Don't let me go, okay?"
She finally got the position of chief secretary by committing suicide and becoming ill.
This was the best opportunity to get close to Lu Wenzhou, and she couldn't throw it away easily.
Seeing her crying so hard, Lu Wenzhou said impatiently: "Go out, I won't drink coffee anymore, I'll change it to tea."
No matter who made the coffee, he couldn't drink it.
None of them taste as good as Joey's.
He even wondered if Joey had drugged him in the coffee, otherwise, why would he be so greedy.
Just then, he received a call.
When he saw the caller's number, he immediately pressed answer.
"Old Dean, is there any news about her?"
"Mr. Lu, the nursing home received a donation yesterday, totaling 280 million. I suspect it has something to do with the number 11 of that year."
Upon hearing the news, Lu Wenzhou's eyes tightened.
"How to say?"
"Her message read: From origin to origin, hope is here, and there will be no 9911 again."
Lu Wenzhou silently recited these two numbers: 9911.
That's his number combined with No. 11.
What does it mean to never have 9911 again?
Do you not want to see him again?
They have never met again, so why would they say this?
Has she already met him?
Thinking of this, Lu Wenzhou's heart suddenly shrank.
When he went abroad to treat his eyes, he clearly left her a letter asking her to find him after she was discharged from the hospital.
Why has she never appeared after so many years?
Either she didn't receive the letter, or she didn't want to see him again.
Lu Wenzhou took out a mobile phone from the drawer.
This is a machine specially designed for the blind. Whether it is a phone call or a message, it will broadcast the voice.
He clicked on the text message, which contained countless messages.
They were all sent to him on the 11th.
She couldn't speak, and he couldn't see.
Two people can only communicate in this way.
[The maple tree we planted together has grown taller and has many green leaves]
[When autumn comes, I will make a bookmark for you with maple leaves]
Seeing this news, Lu Wenzhou narrowed his eyes slightly.
He seemed to remember that Joey liked to use maple leaves as bookmarks.
——
Ever since Joey left, Lu Wenzhou has not been in a good mood.
He never frequented romantic places, but he often went there to drink and asked Xu Yan to help find women to accompany him.
It was the weekend again, and there was a little star sitting next to Lu Wenzhou.
Faced with such a big shot, the little star naturally used all her magic to get into the bed of the Crown Prince of the Lu family.
But Lu Wenzhou didn't even raise his eyelids from beginning to end, and he didn't even have any physical contact with her.
The little star felt a little disappointed. She stood up and was about to get the wine when she swayed and threw her whole body into Lu Wenzhou's arms.
Lu Wenzhou was holding a cigarette in his mouth and looking at her with cold eyes.
Just when the little star was about to fall into his arms, he suddenly moved to the side.
The little star hit the back of the sofa hard, and blood suddenly flowed from her nostrils.
Seeing this scene, Xu Yan laughed wildly.
He said to the little star, "Okay, your little tricks won't catch his eye."
He threw a wad of money to the little star and kicked him out without mercy.
Then he looked at Lu Wenzhou with a smile: "You asked me to find a dozen women for you, and you didn't touch any of them. What do you mean, you are just teasing me."
He picked up the phone and smiled meaningfully: "How about I call Joy and tell her that you have drunk too much and ask her to pick you up?"
Lu Wenzhou's eyes, which had always been deep and dark, suddenly flashed with light when he heard these words.
But it soon disappeared.
A disapproving chuckle appeared on that stern face.
"Have I never seen a woman? How about I still miss her?"
Seeing his arrogant and tough-tongued look, Xu Yan couldn't help but laugh.
"You've seen women, and they're all beautiful, but none of them can sleep with you, except Joey."
"Will you die if you don't mention him?"
"No, but I know you will die without her. It would be weird if you didn't drink yourself to death after spending all day in the bar!"
Lu Wenzhou felt very unhappy when someone poked his mind, so he picked up his wine glass and fucked several people in succession.
Xu Yan couldn't stand it, so he took out his cell phone and called Joey.
The phone rang for a long time before I answered the call.
Joey's cold and distant voice soon came.
"Doctor Xu, what's the matter?"
Hearing this voice again after not seeing each other for a few days, Lu Wenzhou felt as if his heart had been hit by something.
There was a faint light in those dark pupils.
The fingers holding the wine glass tightened again and again.
But his face still showed calmness.
Xu Yan saw him pretending to be calm and deliberately put his phone on speakerphone.
Then he said: "It's okay, I just want to ask how your father is doing lately? Is the medicine I prescribed for him effective?"
Joey said politely: "It's very good. Thank you Dr. Xu for your concern."
"You're welcome. We are all so familiar. If you have anything to say, feel free to talk. Our friendship has nothing to do with that bitch. Don't kill a whole boatload of people with one stick."
Joey's voice was gentle and pleasant: "No, many doctors are overly worried."
"That's good. If I ask you for help with something, you won't refuse, right?"
"If it's your business, I won't."
Her words couldn't be more obvious. She almost said, 'It's easy to talk about your business, but there is no need to talk about Lu Wenzhou's business.'
Xu Yan originally wanted to play the emotional card, but he didn't expect to be seen through.
He sneered a few times and said, "It's my fault, too. Wenzhou and I were drinking at the bar. He drank a lot, and I drank a lot too. If you're free, can you help me take him home?"
After saying these words, Lu Wenzhou, who had always remained calm and composed, seemed to have his heart stop beating at that moment.
He felt like he had never been so nervous.
You can even hear the beating of your heart.
After more than ten seconds of silence, Joey's clear voice came from the other side.
