Qiao Qiqi looked at the dense icons on the desktop.
Red Alert 95.
Legend of Sword and Fairy.
Dance of Xuanyuan Sword and Maple.
Diablo.
Warcraft.
Need for Speed.
Jin Yong's Heroes.
…
They were all games he had never played before.
"Brother, are you telling a joke?"
He said earlier that this was his workplace, and then asked him to play games. Qiao Qiqi really couldn't understand what this was doing.
Lin Yue said: "Do you think I am telling you a joke?"
Not like it, not at all.
"But……"
"Nothing but, as I just told you, if you want to get those things, you have to do what I say. Whether you follow Qi Weimin as a younger brother for life, or enjoy your own life, it depends on your own choice. ." Lin Yue threw a thousand yuan on the table: "If you lack daily necessities, buy it yourself. I will come and see you every once in a while."
"Brother, what if I ask where I go to work?"
"You can say that you do administrative work in He Jiangsheng's shipping company."
There were no more footsteps outside. Qiao Qiqi looked at the keys in her hand and then at the computer desktop that was constantly refreshing. It felt like a dream.
He believed that Qiao Yicheng would not lie to him, but he had no way to connect playing games with work.
…
When Lin Yue came out of the Tongzi Tower, he neither went back to work at the TV station nor returned home to rest. He chose to drive outside the Municipal Cultural Center.
After sitting in the car for about fifteen minutes, a woman in work clothes came down from upstairs, carrying a bag in her left hand and holding a little boy of about 3 years old in her right hand.
Qiao Sanli told him something two days ago. Sun Xiaomo's mother was sick and was being treated in the hospital. She asked if she wanted to buy something and go to the hospital to visit. If it was inconvenient for him to come, she could make a trip. After all, she was a child. Grandma, Sun Xiaomo usually goes to work, and Sun Liyun takes care of the children at home. Even if the relationship was tense before, for the sake of the children, she should try to be nice.
Lin Yue didn't say yes or no, and let her figure it out.
He was quite conflicted about this matter. What Qiao Sanli said was reasonable, but he was afraid that being nice to the Sun family would cause Sun Xiaomo to misunderstand and have illusions about him.
"Xiao Mo, you still think about Qiao Yicheng now?"
"Chen Junliang, I'm warning you, if you pester me again, I will report you for sexual harassment."
"Xiao Mo, don't you know something? Let me tell you, Qiao Yicheng has returned to Nanjing and is now the director of the TV station's news center."
"..."
"Are you disappointed? I have already said that the greater your hope for him, the greater your disappointment."
"Chen Junliang, I repeat for the last time, I have no thoughts about him, let alone you. Now I just want to live my life in peace."
Lin Yue was awakened by the conversation coming from the Type III Blackfly drone. He squinted his eyes and looked across the road. Sun Xiaomo was standing at the door of the pastry shop, looking at Chen Junliang impatiently.
Unexpectedly, after several years, this guy still didn't give up on Sun Xiaomo.
Compared with the wretched director in his memory, Chen Junliang now looks old-fashioned, with a large bald patch on his head, as if it had been gnawed by a dog, and the clothes he wears are also the same style from several years ago.
Thinking about this guy's situation, he lost his wife and lost his job as the director of Xinhua Bookstore. It's strange that he is in a good situation.
Now he is begging to raise a son for someone else, but Sun Xiaomo doesn't even bother to pay attention to him. It's really ugly.
Sun Xiaomo didn't want to say anything more to him, so she picked up the child and got into a taxi on the roadside.
Chen Junliang watched the mother and son leave, and cursed in a low voice in the direction of the taxi. At this time, a person patted him on the shoulder from behind.
He just turned his head and before he could see the face of the person clearly, a dark thing came towards him.
It seemed like a fist.
…
January 1, 1997.
Jinling Hotel Banquet Hall.
Colorful ribbons were flying, and the whole hall was full of joy.
The staff walked between the tables and arranged tea cups, teapots, candies and other items neatly.
Blessings were posted on the stage, and several people were adjusting television, audio and other equipment. There was also a camera next to it, which Song Qingyuan got from the stage.
Lin Yue looked at the red flower on his chest and felt it was a bit dazzling.
"Look at you, what happened? The corsage is crooked."
Xiang Nanfang came over and arranged his ribbon marked "groom" very carefully.
She wore a bright red outfit today, exuding a strong sense of joy from top to bottom and from the inside to the outside.
Weddings in this era were not so elaborate. Relatives and friends were notified to come together, and the witness said a few words to declare the man and woman officially married, and the ceremony was completed. This is because Xiang's mother doesn't want to wrong her daughter and wants to be a little more ostentatious. According to Xiang's father's wishes, the marriage will be considered complete if the two close relatives have a meal together.
"I want you to perm your hair. It will look better."
"You also know the nature of my job, so I can lead by example."
"Be good, be good, and lead by example."
"That's right." Xiang Nannan leaned forward and whispered, "Are the four beauties and the second best really not coming?"
Lin Yue said: "Qiao Erqiang's whereabouts are unknown. In order to avoid Xiao Xian, he will not go home for the next year. I don't know where to send the invitation. Qiao Simei is still angry with me, thinking that I broke up her marriage. Nine Cheng Jiu will not come."
"Sigh." Xiang Nanfang sighed softly: "Tell me, why are you so tense?"
"She chose it herself. People should be responsible for themselves, instead of always relying on the people around them to make things right when they get into trouble."
"Okay, okay, today is our wedding day, let's not talk about it." Xiang Nanfang smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes: "My colleagues are here, let's go over and get to know each other."
"Team Leader Ma, Director Zhang, and Sister Sun, you are here..."
Xiang Nannan greeted the visitors with a friendly smile and introduced his wishful husband to them.
After seeing off this group of people, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"What, are you tired now?"
"That's not the case, it's just that the same words have been repeated too many times, which makes me feel heartbroken."
"Heartache? Then I can rub it for you?"
"Don't make trouble, there are so many people watching."
After Xiang Nanfang finished speaking, he received no response. When he looked up, the groom was frowning with confusion on his face.
She followed his line of sight and saw two women walking outside the door. One was wearing a gray trench coat, her face was a little unnatural, and the other had wide eyes, looking fiercely.
Obviously, they are not relatives and friends of the Xiang family.
"One percent?"
She called out without receiving an answer, touched his shoulder and asked again: "10%?"
It was only then that Lin Yue came to his senses and lowered his voice and said, "Why is she here?"
"Who is it?"
"Liu Xiaomeng and Ye Xiaolang."
The name "Liu Xiaomeng" is not unfamiliar to her. Every time she and Song Qingyuan have dinner together, Qiao Yicheng always likes to use this name to tease his partner, saying that although they are not a good match, they are full of love and that only Liu Xiaomeng can do it. If she could stand his venomous tongue, if it were another woman, regardless of his family situation, she would have been unable to offend her and hide away from her.
As for the name "Ye Xiaolang", she was also familiar with it, because Qiao Yicheng used Liu Xiaomeng to tease Song Qingyuan, and Song Qingyuan used Ye Xiaolang to fight back, and even complained to her in private. Thanks to Qiao Yicheng, he stopped at the cliff. Otherwise, if you marry a woman like Ye Xiaolang, your life will be terrible.
She had only heard the names of these two people, but had never met them in person. The question now is, why did they come?
"Yicheng, you invited them here?"
Lin Yue shook his head and said, "No."
Xiang Nanfang doesn't understand what it means to come to your ex-boyfriend's wedding without inviting you.
At this time, Liu Xiaomeng and Ye Xiaolang had already entered the banquet hall and greeted them.
"Happy marriage, groom officer."
Liu Xiaomeng was invited by Lin Yue. After all, newspapers and TV stations have many intersections in their work, especially in the news department. The two of them usually have dinner parties and so on. It's a bit unreasonable to not notify them of the wedding. Now that she comes to say hello, she can't keep a straight face and say nothing.
"thank you."
"This is Nanfang. I often hear Song Qingyuan mention you. You are so beautiful."
"Lao Song often tells us about you and says you are a very nice person."
Xiang Nanfang replied politely. It was true that Song Qingyuan often mentioned Liu Xiaomeng's name, but he mostly complained about it and rarely praised him...
"He...will he say good things about me to others?"
I don't know if she was just teasing her casually, or if she was sure that Song Qingyuan would never praise her.
"Haha, of course."
Whatever Xiang Nanfang could say, he could only laugh.
At this time, Liu Xiaomeng realized that Lin Yue's attention was not on her at all, but was staring at Ye Xiaolang.
Of course it would not be amazing, but a combination of disdain, confusion and impatience.
"What? I'm not welcome to your wedding? Director Qiao."
Ye Xiaolang was very direct and expressed his thoughts straight away.
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