every life

"By the way, when I was on the phone in the corridor just now, I saw Deputy Wen from the second department... Didn't the second department leave early in the morning... just left, leaving such a mess..." Jian Ping Sheng didn't speak, Ren Feiyu automatically pulled all his parts in front of him, and continued to gossip.

Ping Sheng ignored him, so let's watch more, anyway, he is not at peace now.

After seven o'clock, Ren Feiyu finished his mission, and he didn't know where he went.The more prosperous city hall area is the harbor area. There are many bars opened by Germans, and the beer is especially delicious.In recent days, there are also some local festivals, which are very lively at night.

It was after ten o'clock that Ping Sheng left the meeting room.

After looking down for too long, his spine was a little stiff, and when he went downstairs with his hands on the back of his neck, Ping Sheng yawned, tired and hungry.

"Sleepy like this?"

Accompanied by the sound of clicking, the corner of the stairs was a little scarlet, Wen Yingyao came out from the shadows, playing with the cigarette in his hand, "I think Ren Feiyu left after seven o'clock."

Ping Sheng stopped, thought for a while, and let out a "hmm".

Wen Yingyao looked at him and smiled, "Let's go."

Ping Sheng was puzzled.

Wen Yingyao walked forward, "Are you hungry?"

Ping Sheng followed behind and nodded.

"Take you to eat something delicious."

The two walked on the street one after the other. Wen Yingyao held the cigarette but didn't smoke, and threw it into the trash can after passing an intersection.

Ping Sheng no longer wanted to think about Wen Yingyao's thoughts.

No matter what, he was willing to Wen Yingyao.

"Ren Feiyu's language skills are not as good as yours. Although the interview results are good, don't feel inferior and listen to him in everything."

"I didn't..." Ping Sheng was about to refute subconsciously, but he looked up into Wen Yingyao's smiling eyes, and forgot to say anything.

Wen Yingyao lit a cigarette again, and took a light puff this time, "I am partially responsible for what happened last time. I knew you were going to have an interview..." Looking back, Yingting's facial features were hidden under wisps of smoke, enough to disturb people, Wen Yingyao He also generously admitted verbally: "disturbing the morale of the army."

Ping Sheng suddenly realized that this person actually had a thick skin.

Blatant conceit.

But this is Wen Yingyao.

The author has something to say:

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☆、Time and space dislocation

The bar is dim. Although it is opened by Germans, most of them are run by locals. They talk to each other in the local language, mixed with the obscure dialect, which sounds like a foreign land for no reason.

Although English is a common language, the people here are still stuttering when speaking English.Wen Yingyao insisted on repeating the order three times.After Pingsheng couldn't see it, he went up to ask for the menu, and the two of them gestured and pointed out, and they cooperated to order the staple food and drinks.

Wen Yingyao shook his head and smiled, fiddling with the wide-mouth wine glass in his hand, whiskey floating in the bottom of the glass, "Although it is the capital of Chalaville and it is close to the city hall, some aspects are really inconvenient. You should have felt it these days Bar?"

Ping Sheng took a sip of his wine and nodded, "I found out when I first came here. This country is too dependent on neighboring countries in all aspects, such as transportation, daily trade, water, electricity, and medical care... many infrastructures cannot keep up. But there is one thing that is very important. strangeness……"

"What's weird?"

"The daily life of the people has not been affected much. The last time the water was cut off, everyone is used to it. Many backup power equipment can be seen everywhere."

Wen Yingyao seemed to remember something, and explained with a smile: "I was just like you when I first came here a few years ago. I was very confused. Why no one wants to improve it? Even the city hall has more than enough energy for this matter. .”

The staple food ordered was brought up one by one. They were all cold cuts. The lettuce fell on the bottom of the plate. The beef was very thin and suitable for dipping in thick soup.

Ping Sheng only ate some bread, but he was not very used to it.Wen Yingyao picked up his own bread, mixed it with lettuce and thin beef and dipped it in thick soup, and made a simple hamburger for Pingsheng.

Wen Yingyao smiled, "Eat it by yourself, I'll have already eaten it when you arrive at this time." He raised his hand to urge the drink, and continued: "Zaraville is rich in rare diamonds. The Borgia region, which is more than 100 kilometers away from the capital It is the most important producer of red diamonds and cordierite in the world, the main income of the people is in this aspect, and the export proportion of blue cordierite alone accounts for the total global supply—"

"40.00% six." Ping Sheng puffed up his cheeks and rushed to answer, "I happened to see it today..."

Wen Yingyao paused, looked at Pingsheng for a while, then blushed again, lowered his head and thrust.

"Drink some water." Wen Yingyao suppressed a smile, "Yes, 40.00% six. But because the core mining technology is monopolized by many rich people, the city hall's leading ability in terms of national infrastructure is extremely limited."

Ping Sheng nodded, "There is also the intervention of neighboring countries, and the autonomy of the entire country has also been restricted, so there was such a big conflict last month, and domestic security has not yet been fully restored."

Wen Yingyao praised, "The material is very thorough."

Even Wen Yingyao himself didn't realize that he, who was always stingy with compliments, now praised Ping Sheng with a variety of tricks, especially generous.

The drink was quite full, and it was not until the drink was drunk that it was briefly integrated into the atmosphere of the entire bar.There seems to be some grand event recently. Even though it has just experienced chaos, the enthusiasm of the local people has not weakened in the slightest. At the other end of the long bar, everyone is wearing the unique costumes of Chalaville, which is consistent with the tapestry on the window of the city hall conference room. At the moment, he is drinking wine with great interest, chattering and chattering non-stop.

"The summer solstice is in China, and there are important celebrations here. But it has nothing to do with the solar terms, it seems to commemorate a hero."

Wen Yingyao withdrew his gaze. There were large and small wine bottles in front of him, and he had thoughts to pass the time in his mind, "Are you sleepy? I heard that there will be a bonfire and fireworks tonight, but I don't know where. But someone will come here later Notice, we will follow the big troops to see when the time comes."

No wonder Ren Feiyu left so early, he probably heard the news early in the morning.

He had just finished eating and was very full. Hearing this, Ping Sheng shook his head. He drank a lot of whiskey. Although he was a little dizzy at the moment, he was still conscious.

There are simple mixing glasses and bar spoons on the side of the bar. Wen Yingyao re-opened a small bottle of silver and white whiskey, "Can you mix wine?"

Ping Sheng stared blankly at Wen Yingyao's movements, and did not speak for a long time.

A feeling of dislocation in time and space.

"Dizzy?" Wen Yingyao took the Pingsheng wine glass, and there was still unfinished whiskey at the bottom of the glass, "I drank a little too much... Do you want orange juice?"

Ping Sheng lowered his head, and after a while, he said softly, "I know how to mix wine."

There was a sudden burst of hearty laughter in the bar, the lights dimmed, and people came in one after another at the door to get drinks.

Wen Yingyao was a little surprised.

But when Wen Yingyao was about to speak again, Ping Sheng found wine by himself, and after searching for a long time, he finally got together the brandy and orange juice that he remembered.

The action doesn't look like it will at all.

But Pingsheng looked very serious.Eyes fixed on the wine in the blending glass, every movement is very slow, as if thinking, but more like remembering.

Patience comes for no reason.

Wen Yingyao looked at Pingsheng, and silently helped measure and pour the wine a few times.

Memory is something that sometimes doesn't exist in the mind.It's in the extremities, in the senses, in those moments when there's no reason.

Wen Yingyao felt the memory loss caused by the car accident five years ago, and suddenly found the missing fragments in a glass of wine.

Kind of ridiculous.

I'm looking forward to it again.

When a cup of "Ying Ping Sheng" was made, Ping Sheng lowered his head in frustration.

Nothing is right.

The color is wrong, the shade is wrong, and even the taste is shoddy.

All wrong.

Ping Sheng turned his head to stare at Wen Yingyao, who was slightly puzzled, and suddenly understood the price of self-deception.

Wen Yingyao obviously didn't know anything.

Just because of my own impulse.

Now, what are you doing.

The bar was buzzing again.People began to leave their seats and go out, the festival seemed to move to the open air, and the last carnival began.

Wen Yingyao picked up the glass of wine that obviously failed, without saying anything, Ping Sheng stood up from his seat, the people around him had already left, and his voice was restrained: "Vice Wen, it's getting late, I'll go back first. There is still a meeting tomorrow .”

Wen Yingyao looked at the surface of the wine floating under the dim light in the room, gently swayed it, put it to his mouth and took a sip.

Pingsheng turned his head and took a look, then turned his back and explained: "It's not good. I actually don't know how to make drinks...just now I was just fooling around—"

The body was suddenly twisted by an external force, and the next moment, Wen Yingyao's burning eyes appeared in Ping Sheng's sight.

"I feel", Wen Yingyao thought carefully and confirmed again and again.

"I seem to have liked you for a long time. Pingsheng."

☆, willing to bow down

As soon as Wen Yingyao got off the plane, he received a call from Yu Zhe.Impatient, "I heard from Yan Jiaqi, didn't you return to China two days ago?" Yu Zhe obviously had something to do, and his tone was a little anxious, "Brother, do me a favor."

"It's a little personal matter." The moment the phone was turned on, messages jumped out one after another, and Wen Yingyao began to deal with the accumulated affairs in a leisurely manner.He Ciyuan sent him three emails about the China-Europe Forum, and Yang Qi sent him a publicity form, in which the names of Ren Feiyu and Heping Sheng were written one after the other on the new recruitment list... Wen Yingyao glanced at it and clicked on the upper right The red cross on the corner of the mouth spoke lazily and pointedly: "What's the matter, your queen mother is going to be abolished? Isn't there still a prince? Why don't you coerce a prince to order the queen mother?"

"..."

Yu Zhe didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said helplessly, "You guessed it right. But this time, the crown prince was taken away by the queen mother." The tone on the other end of the phone was much heavier, and Wen Yingyao temporarily put down the chores in his hand, "How could that be?" Like this?" Thinking of what Yan Jiaqi said about eating more than a month ago, Wen Yingyao asked: "Didn't you still eat at my house last time? Did you go?"

Yu Zhe didn't speak, and after a while, he said slowly: "Ying Yao, I only now understand whose idea it was about the last meal."

Wen Yingyao rolled his eyes in disbelief: "Yu Zhe, you don't really believe that it was my mother who came up with the idea to invite your parents over for dinner... Tsk. Yu Zhe, I used to think you were a clever young man."

"...Go away." The mood was interrupted, and Yu Zhe was not in a good mood, "I guess my mother wanted to open up and talk about it last time. But I didn't go... My mother was angry. The day before yesterday when Jiajia was out of school , was directly taken to Beijing by Lao Liu. Xiaowan didn't know at first, she was frightened crazy, and then..." Yu Zhe suddenly felt that this was all wrong.With a sluggish tone, he said: "Now it's really the other way around, the queen mother is holding the prince..."

Wen Yingyao rubbed the center of his brows, admiring him, "I never knew that the old lady of the Yu family would secretly abduct children... You comfort your wife first. How about this, I'll go home today and ask my mother for help."But it's only a temporary solution, "If you want me to say, let's talk to your mother directly, and you don't want to see that you haven't been home for a few years."

After several years of stalemate, Yu Zhe also felt that things did not develop in a better direction, but instead became more and more grievances.

"Frozen three feet to the current situation, enough for you to lose your hair for a while."

"..."

In the end, Yu Zhe only said that he would think about it.

The estrangement between mother and child seems to be more serious than what Wen Yingyao guessed.

I don't know what Tang Wan was thinking.

Mother Wen is quite busy during this time.

There was a themed series of art exhibitions that needed judges, and twenty or thirty paintings were sent to Wen's residence every day. Even Father Wen's study room was temporarily used as a painting evaluation room.Poor Wen Dong can only squeeze on the table in the living room to deal with official duties every day.

You can't easily disturb Mother Wen, sometimes you have to wait at the door for a while to enter the study to get a document.

Wen Yingyao leaned against the Greek broken-arm sculpture in the porch, looked at his old father's cautious back with a funny face, and couldn't help coughing slightly: "I said, Dad, if you wait like this, if you don't knock on the door, my mother won't know about you." At the door..."

Father Wen turned his head and booed, "I heard your mother is busy... She can't sleep well these days because of this matter", suddenly her eyes became more serious, and her tone asked: "What are you doing back? Bothering your mother?!"

Wen Yingyao shrugged, just stood at the entrance, pointed at his shoes, innocently: "Don't, Dad. Didn't you see that I didn't take off my shoes? Don't worry, I'll just say a few words—no, just ask In a word, I'll leave after asking, can you see if it's okay?"

Father Wen snorted coldly, turned his head and continued to listen to the movement inside the door.

"Ying Yao is back?" The footsteps became more urgent, and Mother Wen seemed to be walking towards the door.

Father Wen turned his head and stared at Wen Yingyao hard, blaming him for speaking loudly just now, "I'm back, I'm fine, you're busy."

Wen Yingyao put his hands in front of his body, with a cute smile on his face.

As soon as the door opened, Mother Wen put on the shawl and said pleasantly, "Why didn't you say anything when you came back? Do you want to have dinner? I'll go to the kitchen..." Then she walked to the kitchen.

"Mom", Wen Yingyao glanced at Father Wen's face, "Stop eating..."

All the way to the kitchen, she didn't see her son following her. Mother Wen turned her head and scolded: "What kind of gatekeeper are you doing at the door? Come and eat some fruit. Some painting friends sent it this morning, just picked it..."

Father Wen waved his hand, and continued to sit at the dining table and put on his glasses to read the documents.

Wen Yingyao immediately took off his shoes and followed them, "Mom, I want to eat your cooked watercress fish, stewed tofu, and—"

"Just order one, don't you see how busy your mother is?" Father Wen said suddenly.

Mother Wen smiled, "Ying Yao likes to eat it, it's fine", the pineapple is very fresh, Wen Yingyao helped clean it up, leaned out of the kitchen and shouted: "Dad, do you want pineapple?"

Father Wen was angry and ignored him.

Wen Yingyao suppressed a smile, took the plate from Wen's mother, and said quietly: "Mom, can you try to persuade me?" Looking at the work in his hands, "Maybe I don't need to clean up all these."

Mother Wen patted Wen Yingyao's arm lightly, "Be careful, don't keep teasing your dad, he has meetings until the early hours of the morning..."

Wen Yingyao choked on a big mouthful of dog food.

There was a plate full of pineapple, Wen Yingyao leaned against the sink, took a slice and ate it, watched Mother Wen put on her apron, took the pineapple and walked over to tie the strap behind her back, mumbled: "Mom."

"Huh?" Mother Wen patted her forehead suddenly, "The bean paste from the country should be in the attic..." Bypassing Wen Yingyao who had something to say, he said to Father Wen in the living room, "Husband, do you still have Doubanjiang in the attic?"

Father Wen yelled twice, followed by the sound of chairs being dragged, "I'll go and see... What kind of watercress fish are you making? It's too troublesome. If I call the hotel to bring dinner over, the boy won't be able to eat it." ..."

"..."

Wen Yingyao swallowed the pineapple silently, feeling a little sour.

"It's about the Yu family, right?" Mother Wen turned around and smiled softly, "I knew that Yu Zhe would definitely come to you after such a big event, what did he say? Where's the child?"

Wen Yingyao nodded, and reported Yu Zhena's situation, "I asked him to go back and discuss with Tang Wan, the two families must meet. Or Yu Zhe will go back to see his mother first."

Wen's mother frowned, "Yu Zhe's temper is like Ping's, and both of them are stubborn. How about it, I will go to Yu's house in two days to see, and Suping will still hear a few words from me... Don't worry about the child, let's wait and see." It's the grandson, even if you're the one who has to work hard to be a mother first, eh... there's nothing you can do about it. If Yu Zhe had gone home a few years earlier and had a good talk with Su Ping—"

"Aunt Yu is too tough and hurt Yu Zhe's wife's heart. Yu Zhe is also an infatuated type, the kind of unfilial son who wants a wife and then doesn't want a mother."

Wen Yingyao lost his hair and made Wen's mother laugh, "What about you? Yan Jiaqi talked about her boyfriend, you know?"

How could Wen Yingyao know.

The person he was thinking about now avoided him again because of his words.

It was too late for him to worry, where to go to care about Yan Jiaqi.

"A few years ago, I thought she must be my Wen family's daughter-in-law." Wen's mother took the pineapple out of the kitchen and put it on Wen's father's desk, "Eat less, save some for your father."

"Later, I wasn't sure...Ying Yao, what on earth are you thinking?"

"Mom, I broke up with her hundreds of years ago."

Wen Yingyao made it clear that Father Wen came down from upstairs with a small jar, and taunted him: "I don't think you are someone who can be single for hundreds of years."

Wen Yingyao returned lightly: "I don't know either. Maybe I've lost my mind?"

After saying a word, Mother Wen's face changed. Every time the accident five years ago was mentioned, Mother Wen felt sad.Father Wen immediately changed the subject, "Honey, there's still plenty of sauce! How much do you want? I can see enough for this kid to eat."

"..."

Wen Yingyao admired his father the most.

All the strategizing skills in the business world are spent on coaxing wives.

"Jiaqi is a good boy. If you really don't care about it, don't delay her." Mother Wen sighed, took the small jar and took it to the kitchen, and asked Father Wen to eat some fruit, "So is there anyone you like now? "Turning back and laughing teasingly: "May I introduce you to you? I have a lot of beautiful girls here..." After thinking for a while, he shook his head and said: "I always feel that it is a loss to introduce you. How wonderful Girls..."

"How can I introduce you to this bad-bellied brat."

"..."

Wen Yingyao was willing to bow down.

☆, prolonged illness and sleepiness

Yu Zhe was sandwiched between Tang and Yu's two families, and was devastated for more than half a month.He also has a tough temper, and he will not bow his head if he says he will not bow his head.For Tang Wan's sake, even though he made a special trip back to Beijing to talk to Yu's mother.But neither mother nor son spoke soft words, and the condition was that one was more than the other. In the end, Yu Zhe held his neck and refused to give up an inch, and was forced out of Yu's house by Yu's mother.

Wen Yingyao was completely convinced.

"You won't lie to her old man first?"

Same location, same self-serve coffee machine.It was also the place where Yan Jiaqi came to Wen Yingyao last time, and the two stood and talked.

Yu Zhe was quite emaciated, holding his paper cup and bowing his head in silence.

It was lunch break time, and there were not many people in the lobby on the first floor.Yu Zhe walked to a chair beside him and sat down, drinking coffee slowly without knowing what he was thinking.

Wen Yingyao glanced at his watch, came over and sat aside, with his hands on the back of his head, trying to comfort Yu Zhe, who was rather depressed: "Wait a little longer. You see, brother, I have no experience."

Yu Zhe sighed, distressed: "Dr. Yan came up with a solution. Treat me to dinner next month, and I didn't tell my mother that Xiao Wan will be there too. Let's open the skylight and talk!"

"Xiao Wan is determined to fight my mother now."

Wen Yingyao was surprised, "Your wife didn't have such a personality before, did she?"

"I'm just a mother, have you heard of it?" Yu Zhe drank his coffee in one gulp and got up straight away, "I'm leaving. By the way, Aunt Towin will also go... In case the scene is not good, Auntie can always suppress it." Say a few words."

Wen Yingyao nodded and agreed, "Don't worry."

But the result of the meal that day was beyond everyone's expectations.

Wen Yingyao is completely in the mentality of watching a show, occasionally gags, and most of the time sits silently and plays with his mobile phone.Yan Jiaqi was an enthusiastic peacemaker, and cooperated with Wen's mother to control the audience. The cooperation between the two, in Wen Yingyao's eyes, was absolutely seamless.

In this way, at the beginning, Yu Zhe and Yu's mother calmly said a few polite words.

But no one expected that when Tang Wan appeared in the dining room, the crown prince who was held in Yu's arms and ate obediently, burst into tears with a "wow".

The heart-piercing kind.

As if someone was forcing him to put him back into his mother's womb and start a new life, he cried until the end, his throat was torn apart, and the tears kept falling.

Before Tang Wan could utter a serious word, the scene in front of her immediately broke her heart from crying, and the tears flowed down. The mother and child hugged each other, crying so hard that her heart was broken.

Yu Zhe was stunned at first, and when he realized it, he hurried forward and hugged him. When he turned around, he was about to say something to Yu's mother, but was blocked by Yu's mother who lowered her head and wiped her tears.

Even Wen Yingyao was used to all kinds of strange things, so he couldn't figure out the direction of the matter for a while.

Later, Mother Wen understood.

Mother Yu is not a hard-hearted person either.The crux of the problem lies entirely in Tang Wan.If Tang Wan came over with great fanfare, Mother Yu might say something that would poke her son's heart.But if this scene continues, if it continues, it will have to finally deny Yu Zhe's son.But how could Mother Yu be willing.Besides, mother and child are connected, and the little grandson is crying like this. In the future, remembering her grandmother's grudge is definitely the last thing Yu's mother wants to see.

Although the last meal was embarrassing, it was safe and sound.

Three cars parked in front of the hotel.One belonged to Yu Zhe's family, one belonged to Wen Yingyao, and the other belonged to Yan Jiaqi.

When Mother Wen temporarily planned to drive to accompany Mother Yu and Yu Zhe's family to leave, Yan Jiaqi was sitting in her car with the window half down, and said to Wen Yingyao who was standing next to the hotel waiter looking down at his phone: "Send you a ride ?”

Wen Yingyao put away the phone, "Thank you, I just called a car", then turned around and snapped his fingers at the waiter, without changing his expression, "Is that so?"

The waiter was obviously distracted, with a blank expression on his face, "Ah... is it..."

Wen Yingyao felt that the people recruited by this hotel really had no eyesight.

Mother Wen laughed when she heard that, and pressed the car window and said to Wen Yingyao, "Let Jiaqi take you off, I robbed your car, I'm sorry."

"Don't, Mom, I don't belong to you." Wen Yingyao followed suit, "If my dad heard what you said, he would have to cross the Pacific Ocean overnight to beat me up."

Sitting next to Wen's mother, Yu's mother, who was originally preoccupied, also laughed out loud.

After Wen Yingyao got into Yan Jiaqi's car, he kept looking down at his phone.

The car stopped in front of a traffic light, Yan Jiaqi glanced at the rearview mirror, and pulled her shoulder-length hair, "Come on, I won't force you to marry me. Is the phone so good-looking?"

Wen Yingyao chuckled, put down the phone, propped his forehead with one hand and looked out the window.

In summer, both sides of the road are lush and full of sunlight, as if growing out of the trees, lively and dazzling.

"Aunt told you, I'm in love. My boyfriend is also from your foreign affairs department, but not from your department."

Yan Jiaqi now looks at Wen Yingyao with the eyes of her ex-boyfriend, and she is determined to leave some marks on Wen Yingyao's face and heart.Although the two had no great enmity, Yan Jiaqi's desire to win was inexplicably magnified here by Wen Yingyao.Sometimes even Yan Jiaqi herself can't figure out why she has full combat power when she meets Wen Yingyao who is free and comfortable and doesn't take her seriously at all.

Sure enough, as expected.

When Wen Yingyao heard the words, he said indifferently: "It's hard for you, it's hard to find someone who is similar to me."

Yan Jiaqi really didn't know what to say for a moment, choked for a while, and hummed heavily.

The phone vibrated suddenly, Wen Yingyao glanced at the screen, then paused.

In order to win the round, Yan Jiaqi choked out a sentence: "Wen Yingyao! Will you die if you let me!"

Wen Yingyao didn't speak. After a while, he turned his head and eyes sincerely, looked at the furious Yan Jiaqi, and said in a low voice, "Grandma, I was wrong. Can you please hurry up? I'm in a hurry."

"..."

Yan Jiaqi was completely speechless.

Wen Yingyao is a monster.

As soon as the car came to a complete stop, the door was opened by Wen Yingyao, and as he straddled his long legs, he wished for the wind under his feet.

"What are you in such a hurry for? My car door is going to be covered by you—" Yan Jiaqi was furious, scratching the car window.

"Thanks! I've caught him! I've made it a point to treat you to a wedding wine!"

"..."

Yan Jiaqi now has the heart to strangle Wen Yingyao to death with her bare hands.

Can you feel that she was in a hurry all the way, stepping on the gas pedal, and in the end she was helping this guy chase someone? !

Received an email notification on the phone.

The title is about the follow-up report meeting on the rebuilding of the Chalaville embassy tomorrow.

When the email was opened, the names of Ping Sheng and Ren Feiyu were impressively written in the reporter column.

When will this kid come back.

The report meeting was all prepared, and it was more than a week ago.

Wen Yingyao couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. For a week, in a small place like the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, he wanted to hide from himself...

really not easy.

With good intentions, Wen Yingyao planned that if he was caught later, he would have to make up for the hiding for so many days.

Before reaching a section, Ren Feiyu's voice came from the lounge.

The printer was working on the side, and there was the sound of a person receiving water, which sounded like Ren Feiyu.

"...What do you think of this arrangement? After all, I have to make a report on the spot, and it's appropriate for you to prepare the text..."

"This is a cooperative report, you also need to familiarize yourself with the text, if something goes wrong—"

"Ping Sheng, you're too careful." Ren Feiyu interrupted, and continued pointingly: "I'm not you, I'll be too nervous to speak on the spot."

Wen Yingyao smiled silently, with undisguised sarcasm in his eyes, but he remained silent, leaning against a wall and listening.

It's really not that he was trying to protect his shortcomings, and Ren Feiyu's attitude alone really owes a lesson.

The printer's voice stopped, and Pingsheng's voice was very steady, unhurried, and clear: "I hope so. I will also give you the key point then."

Pingsheng's temperament is somewhat transparent.

Stay quietly where you should be, and mostly follow the steps, with priorities and order.Getting along with people who have a good relationship will also cause trouble.But in his bones, he was extremely aggressive, showing a lot of vigor.

At critical times, he will not back down a step, or even go beyond the rules and break the rules.

Those youthful edges were fully accepted by one person, properly arranged, and carefully guided.Even now, he tried his best to get closer to the shadow left by that person.

Although there is no 100% agreement, I will always remind myself from time to time.

"Thank you!" With the sound of the paper cup falling into the trash can, Ren Feiyu finished his coffee and walked out.

"Wen, Deputy Wen..."

When Ren Feiyu's flustered voice came in, Ping Sheng's frown suddenly relaxed a little, but after a while, he was more disturbed than Ren Feiyu outside the door.

Why doesn't the lounge have a second entrance and exit...

Seeing Wen Yingyao's smile, Ping Sheng was powerless to think.

"Busy?" Wen Yingyao made himself a cup of coffee, stepped forward and asked casually.

Ping Sheng nodded slowly, took a few steps back, completely lost the rigid look just now, and was serious and straightforward.

The words Wen Yingyao said in the Chalaville Tavern still lingered in his ears, and every time he thought about it, his ears were almost scalded.

The light that night was too dim, and Wen Yingyao couldn't see the turbulent emotion in his eyes at all.As for him, it took a lot of effort to force himself to walk away from Wen Yingyao.

This tugging feeling would split him in two.

Half of it was given to Wen Yingyao.Do as he pleases.

Half... for myself five years ago.

Five years ago, he originally thought that at the end of the long rainy season, he would see the sun behind the clouds, but a car accident brought everything down.

Since then, the rain has been falling into his heart, and he has been sick for a long time and has been entangled to this day.

"Huh?" Wen Yingyao approached, "What are you thinking?"

Ping Sheng stared at Wen Yingyao without speaking, his eyes reflected Wen Yingyao's concerned gaze, "I'm very busy", Ping Sheng lowered his head and retracted his gaze, and slowly moved his body around Wen Yingyao, "If it's okay...Vice Wen, I'll go back first ".

Wen Yingyao looked at Pingsheng suspiciously, but didn't speak.

☆, make persistent efforts

A volume of materials has 86 pages, which is not light to hold.Ping Sheng and Ren Feiyu held several stacks and handed them out to the left of each seat one by one according to the table cards of the participants.

"I don't know if the Sun from the second part will come..." Ren Feiyu looked at Sun Xin's table card, "The reports of newcomers in previous years, as long as he is present, it will not be too miserable."

Pingsheng is still doing the final inventory of the charts, the projection equipment has just been turned on, and the effect will be checked later.After listening to Ren Feiyu's words, he didn't ask why, the answer was self-evident.

Ren Feiyu sat at the corner of the table and looked down at the phone screen after posting, and kept saying, "You don't know yet, what kind of person Wen Yingyao is... Order a takeaway, and I'll walk around later, I'm sure I won't be able to eat lunch ..." Without raising his head, he asked directly, "Pingsheng, what are you eating? Together?"

Ping Sheng squatted down to check the audio equipment, "Anything is fine, keep it simple..." Before he finished speaking, there was a very harsh sound of the microphone being turned on.

"What's the problem?" Ren Feiyu frowned and looked up, but couldn't see Pingsheng's figure, and raised his voice impatiently, "I'll have to use the microphone the whole time—"

"Okay." Ping Sheng clapped his hands and got up, "It's okay, I checked, you can use it."

Ren Feiyu didn't even think about it, "It's troublesome", pointing to the side, "Shall we order takeaway together?"

The projection has been turned on, and the file has just been copied to the computer. Although it was done by himself, Pingsheng still wants to take advantage of this last time to read it carefully from beginning to end.

"You order, I'm fine."

Ren Feiyu curled his lips and responded indifferently.

When the takeaway arrived, a group of people had just taken the elevator up to the second floor.Ren Feiyu looked at the time and saw that it was more than enough, so he simply stood at the elevator and waited.

A few whispers came from behind suddenly, Ren Feiyu looked back curiously, and saw Wen Yingyao who stood out from the crowd at a glance.

Wen Yingyao was tilting his head to listen to the leader next to him, but his eyes flicked to Ren Feiyu who was carrying two big boxes of takeaway.

Ren Feiyu shuddered slightly for no reason, opened the corner of his mouth and nodded in Wen Yingyao's direction with a false smile.

Wen Yingyao looked away expressionlessly.Don't know what he looks like at all.

Ren Feiyu turned his back and stood up straight, and began to frantically pray for Bu Sun's arrival in the afternoon.

"Scared me."

With lingering fears in his heart, Ren Feiyu took out disposable chopsticks to share, and quickly said to Ping Sheng who was puzzled, "I saw Wen Yingyao when I was waiting for the elevator! His eyes! Let me tell you, they look like shapes!" The chopsticks looked like swords, and they swiped twice in the air. The lunch box was tightly fastened by the merchant. Ren Feiyu was impatient, "Hiss...what's going on..."

Pingsheng's copy had already been opened, so he reached out to help Ren Feiyu open it.

"Oh...thank you! I'm starving to death..." The Coke pull ring was pulled away, and Ren Feiyu took a big gulp, "Didn't you also see it in the lounge yesterday, Wen Yingyao! Did he tell you anything?"

With the eggplant stuffed in his mouth, Ping Sheng opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.

Ren Feiyu didn't seem to want an answer, waved his hand, and swallowed a big mouthful of rice wrapped in shredded tomato and pork, "This is the first time he met us... no, plus the interview... the second time! But Don't expect him to be merciful to your subordinates." Ren Feiyu thought for a while and made up his mind, "I'll follow the script later, as long as I don't make mistakes anyway. Newcomers, everyone knows... I don't want to wait What negligence was found by Wen Yingyao..."

"Didn't the girl behind you also say that during the interview, Wen Yingyao was ruthless?" Ren Feiyu suddenly approached, mysteriously, "I came back these days, and I know something else."

After a pause, "Do you know about the terrorist incident in Elboa five years ago?"

The food was actually a bit cold when it reached his mouth, Ping Sheng chewed it a few times, and suddenly felt tasteless.The greasy feeling is too strong, and the tongue coating and teeth begin to resist, and they grind until they all stop.

Ping Sheng bowed his head to suppress his involuntary memories.

Too bad time.

"In the past, there was a foreign affairs officer named Lin Qian in the second department. He died in that terrorist incident. Wen Yingyao was also there at the time, and was shot several times..."

Ren Feiyu became even more mysterious, and leaned closer, "That's not the point. Later, Wen Yingyao was forced by those terrorists to watch his colleagues be tortured to death..." Shaking his head, he couldn't help admiring, "Look now, that psychological quality ... Tsk. Very human."Ren Feiyu ate all the food in two or three strokes, looked at Pingsheng's leftover food, thought for a while and continued: "But I heard...he did have some mental problems later, otherwise why bother? I only returned to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs more than a year ago... I would have returned long ago..."

"No one knows why he went there for those three years."

Ren Feiyu couldn't help it anymore, and elbowed Pingsheng who had been silent all this time, "Hey, do you still eat, what a waste. If I don't eat, I'll eat, I didn't have time to eat breakfast—"

Before he finished speaking, Ping Sheng pushed the lunch box in front of Ren Feiyu, and said in a low voice, "Don't eat, you can eat."

Ever since Wen Yingyao caught his tail, as if he had found some magic method, he met Wen Yingyao more times on Pingsheng Road than he met people in his own department.

There was no one in the lounge because of the lunch break.

Pingsheng was about to make coffee for himself to face the afternoon test, when he heard the sound of the door opening.

"What did you have for lunch?"

Wen Yingyao walked in and reached out to take the paper cup in his hand very naturally.

Ping Sheng didn't raise his head. After the meeting, he said like a business report: "Takeaway." After finishing speaking, he stood aside dryly. Although he didn't look sideways and behaved well, his whole body felt every move of the people around him. .

Wen Yingyao put down the paper cup in his hand and seemed to be looking at him.The laughter was so soft that Ping Sheng thought he was delusional.

The smell of coffee disperses, and Wen Yingyao is familiar with the road. He pours two-thirds of the paper cup, puts it on the small table beside him, and pulls out the chair for someone.

"Don't go out without eating clean."

Slightly threatening, but also something else.

Pingsheng looked up in astonishment.

But in the end, only Wen Yingyao's playful lips were seen, and his surprised expression was half reflected in his eyes, but they were very conniving.

Ping Sheng looked away.

On the table, in addition to a cup of steaming, mellow and sweet coffee, there is also a cardboard box of cakes, which are very simple.Open a total of five.The shell of the cake is soft, glutinous and burnt yellow, and the corners are a little blackened, but it makes the taste more intense.The core is crispy like the egg yolk, and the milk mixed with the banana flavor is tangy, which makes people appetite for no reason.

Ping Sheng eats seriously.

When I ate the third piece, I couldn't help laughing.

When there was one piece left, Ping Sheng actually couldn't eat it anymore, but he really didn't want to share it with others, so he could only go back to talk to Ren Feiyu with his stomach full.

At 02:30 in the afternoon, the follow-up report on the rebuilding of the Chalaville Embassy officially began.

Most of the people from the first one came, and only Wen Yingyao and He Ciyuan came from the second one.Ren Feiyu's wish came to nothing, Ping Sheng saw his expression as if he was about to cry.

"Come on..." Ping Sheng felt that this sentence was suitable for Ren Feiyu at this moment.

"If I had known earlier, I would have switched with you, and I would do the text part..." Ren Feiyu turned his back to everyone and pretended to test the microphone, with sad eyes.

Ping Sheng couldn't help complaining secretly, he thought writing was so easy to do? !But he didn't say anything more to provoke him, but just patted Ren Feiyu on the shoulder.

Looking over Ren Feiyu's shoulder, he saw Wen Yingyao, who was sitting below, narrowed his eyes slightly.

Ping Sheng subconsciously withdrew his hand.

Wen Yingyao raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly.

Ping Sheng found that he was a little hot.

I don't know if Ren Feiyu has any psychological barriers to Wen Yingyao, but after a report, Ping Sheng feels terrible.In the end, Ren Feiyu was a little overwhelmed. He lowered his head and just read the key points that Pingsheng had drawn for him, regardless of the PPT's display speed.Ping Sheng was angry and funny, so he could only try his best to keep up with his rhythm.

In the comment section, the people in one part are still very face-to-face with their own families