I messed with my ex-husband after amnesia

What did you say, Pei Yuan knew, Cong Xu had some ideas, only Lu Shenfei didn't know.

That was the end of Lu Shenfei's mother's funeral. After returning to City A, Pei Yuan made an appointment with Congxu in private because he didn't rush to City C to attend the funeral.

A coffee shop near the Cultural and Creative Park.

With no job and no need to take care of the elderly, Congxu has been idle for a few days after returning.

I came to the coffee shop as an appointment, sat there bored, lowered my eyes, and silently stirred the hot drink in the cup with a spoon.

Pei Yuan sat opposite, also silent.

After a while, Cong Xu pulled himself together, raised his eyes, smiled, and asked about work: "Is everything going well?"

Pei Yuan nodded: "Not bad."

Cong Xu: "Did you decide to stay?" He just introduced Pei Yuan to Lucheng, and it's only been two months.

Pei Yuan: "Yes." Talking about work and previous projects, I couldn't help boasting: "Although it has only been established for a year, the company has developed quite well. The project I signed recently, although it was done with other companies Yes, we only share part of the work, but the signing is equivalent to dividing several pieces of a big cake, making money is certain, and it can also pave the way for future development, which is so exciting."

He paused, narrowed his eyes, and couldn't help but said, "Boss Lu is really amazing."

It was winter, a fine day, and the warm light slanted in through the glass.

Cong Xu listened, turned his eyes to the window, squinted his eyes, his expression was light, listening, he seemed to be in a daze, and murmured: "Really."

Pei Yuan realized that he shouldn't say these things at this moment, so he immediately kept silent.

Cong Xu looked away, didn't say anything, picked up the coffee, and took a sip.

Pei Yuan's eyes unconsciously fell on the watch on Congxu's wrist.

Cong Xu felt it, raised his eyes, glanced at the watch on his wrist, and still didn't say anything.

Pei Yuan suddenly said: "Actually, we work overtime, it's very hard." Changed his words: "I'm fine, after all, I just came here and don't understand anything. Other colleagues, Mr. Fei and Mr. Lu, worked all night for that project. Been up all night."

Cong Xu put down his coffee, raised his eyes, and looked across.

Pei Yuan silently scratched his nails under the table: "Maybe there are some things I said that are inappropriate."

Cong Xu calmly: "What?"

Pei Yuan pursed her lips, hesitated, and looked back at Cong Xu after a while: "It's hard work to take care of the sick old man, we all know that Mr. Lu couldn't make it back this time..."

Cong Xu had already guessed what Pei Yuan wanted to say, and interrupted: "It's fine, don't say it."

Pei Yuan didn't stop: "People who work outside are also very unacceptable."

"He is the one who supports the family, he is the one who makes the money, he also pays for the medical expenses, and he spends all the money."

Then he quietly glanced at Cong Xu's watch: "Even the mourning hall for the funeral was earned by him hard..."

"enough!"

Cong Xu didn't expect that Pei Yuan asked him to meet today to talk to him, so he got up after drinking, glanced at Pei Yuan, and turned around.

When he turned around, he picked up the coat and scarf on the back of the chair. The coat was a certain brand in the mall. When Lu Shenfei took Cong Xu shopping, the two bought it together. The scarf was from a certain luxury brand. payment.

And the watch that Cong Xu is wearing today costs more than 1 at the counter.

All this, in Pei Yuan's eyes, stimulated his nerves.

You have to know that they all worked part-time jobs together at KFC for more than ten yuan an hour, food and clothing, daily expenses, how similar, otherwise they would not be friends.

Now?

Congxu is married, owns a house and a car in city A, and has money to spend when he is not working, and he has good food, clothing, and use.

What about him?

I live in a shared room next to the company in a [-] yuan per month, it’s only a second bedroom, I don’t even have a single guard, I take the bus to work, I ride a colleague’s car after work, I don’t have a house, and my marriage is nowhere in sight. My boyfriend is a paralegal with a monthly salary of only He has one thousand more.

Pei Yuan could no longer care about her gaffe, filled with jealousy, got up and chased him out.

As if he wanted to prove something to Congxu, he followed quickly and said, "I'm not wrong, you have your position, and Mr. Lu has Mr. Lu's position."

Cong Xu ignores it.

Pei Yuan: "Senior, don't be too emotional, please! One needs to be rational in life, it's hard to mess around in this society."

"Why can't he come back?"

……

Arguing and being short-tempered are both the appearance of Cong Xu Mengli later.

That day, Congxu ignored Pei Yuan and didn't argue with him. When he arrived at the parking lot, he took the car. Congxu got in the car and the door slammed shut. Mouth.

Cong Xu lowered the car window, drove the car a little, stepped on the brakes, stopped beside Pei Yuan, and said calmly, "This is about me and Lu Shenfei."

Pei Yuan opened his mouth: "I..."

Cong Xu took a deep look at him and left.

Afterwards, Pei Yuan sent a long message to Congxu, admitting his talkativeness and apologizing, but he was still stubborn and wrote at the end of the message:

Is it wrong to work hard and make money for yourself, for your family, relatives, and lover?I don't think there is anything wrong.

It is wrong to be poor without money. After all, expensive things with clearly marked prices must be bought with money.

In the case of not being able to take care of both, we still have to think about it in the longer term.

Maybe the seniors will understand when they return to the workplace one day.

He also said: Boss Lu needs someone at home to take care of his elders, and also needs a lover who can understand him.

Cong Xu deleted the message, did not reply, and did not say anything to Lu Shenfei.

A month later, he mentioned to Lu Shenfei: "Let Pei Yuan go to S City."

Lu Shenfei was puzzled for a moment. After all, Congxu never cared about the company's affairs, and he suddenly mentioned it, which made him feel a little strange.

But since Cong Xu mentioned it, Lu Shenfei responded directly: "Okay."

A week later, Pei Yuan left. When he left, he did two things. One was to send a message to Cong Xu, saying that the company asked him to go to S City to say goodbye to him, and the other was to break up with Fang Boyu without leaving anything behind. Move away quickly.

Fang Boyu was in great pain because of this, and couldn't get through to Pei Yuan's phone number, so he contacted Congxu, thinking that if he didn't go to work in other places, Pei Yuan wouldn't break up with him.

Congxu said, "I recently met a lawyer. His assistant quit his job not long ago, and he just needs someone."

Fang Boyu was silent for a while, and asked, "Is it an office?"

Cong Xu: "Well, he is one of the partners."

"Give me the contact information." Fang Boyu said sincerely, "Thank you, Congxu."

……

At this moment, in the office, Pei Yuan was unable to answer Lu Shenfei's question.

Facing Cong Xu who was so direct and impolite, Pei Yuan felt inexplicable and uncomfortable.

After a moment of silence, Pei Yuan took two steps closer and chatted about something else: "Mr. Lu, Mr. Fei asked me to ask about the copyright matter, do you want to contact me again?"

Lu Shenfei looked at Pei Yuan silently, without revealing much in his expression, and said "um", meaning unknown.

Pei Yuan seemed to be just here to chat about business. He stood at the door, looked at Lu Shenfei, and said his own opinion: "The asking price over there is too high. I have been dragging it before. I don't know why recently, but my attitude has become very strong."

Pei Yuan: "Maybe it is still in discussion with other companies."

Lu Shenfei didn't make any statement.

But the weirdness of the atmosphere can be felt by everyone present.

Especially Pei Yuan, when he came in, saw Congxu's "old friend", called Mr. Acoustics, as if he had never seen this person again, he just talked about his work, and left him aside. on purpose.

Lu Shenfei originally thought that Pei Yuan was coming in to catch up with Congxu.

He interrupted Pei Yuan: "Let President Fei talk about it."

Pei Yuan insisted on talking about copyright: "Mr. Fei wants to sign the contract as soon as possible, but I think the price he gave is too high."

Lu Shenfei didn't want to talk about this at this time, so he said coldly: "It's fine, let's go out."

Pei Yuan was still saying, "Or we can bypass the website and talk directly to the author."

Suddenly there was a chuckle from the sofa.

This chuckle finally succeeded in interrupting Pei Yuan.

Cong Xu didn't do it on purpose, he really couldn't hold back.

Bypass Jianhong and talk to him?Even if he can, can the princes bear it?Just throw a foot bath bucket over, if it doesn't kill you, you will be smoked to death.

Cong Xu originally thought that Pei Yuan's move of "talking about business affairs to let people hang out" was some kind of clever tactic, but the result was so low.

Leaving aside the matter of copyright, Mr. Pei's phone call has already broken down half of it. Just this bad idea of ​​bypassing the website, it can be seen that after so many years, I haven't learned much.

It's even a thousand miles away from that small goal of doing a lot.

Cong Xu smiled lightly and said, "It's nothing, you can continue talking."

Lu Shenfei noticed something, glanced at Pei Yuan, looked at Cong Xu, and was about to let Pei Yuan go out again, Pei Yuan suppressed his expression, and took the lead: "Senior, don't laugh, work is not a small talk, it's quite important. "

To put it bluntly, we are all busy, only you are free.

Lu Shenfei's expression fell instantly, and he looked towards the door: "Get out!"

Pei Yuan was yelled at, pursed her lips, and turned around.

He had just raised his hand before he touched the doorknob, when he heard Congxu's voice behind him, unhurriedly: "Since it's important, don't hang up the phone with an arrogant attitude next time, at least leave some room for the two parties to talk about it later. .”

Pei Yuan was startled and turned his head.

Cong Xu calmed down, knowing what Pei Yuan's eyes meant, and wondering how he would know.

Cong Xu smiled, glanced at Pei Yuan, then looked at Lu Shenfei, like an adult watching a child lie, and commented with a light smile indifferently: "He talks about work with you and thinks I don't understand anything. "

Lu Shenfei's expression towards the door was completely cold.

Pei Yuan also felt a little regretful.

He just knocked on the door on the impulse after learning the truth, now he calmed down and felt that he shouldn't be so reckless, especially in front of Lu Shenfei.

He was about to open the door and go out, but he pretended he didn't hear what Congxu said, and Congxu said quietly, "I don't understand, after all, the project is not mine, and I didn't offend the website, let alone the author."

Then he asked Pei Yuan: "Isn't it fun to hang up the phone?"

Pei Yuan: "..."

Cong Xu wanted to talk, but Lu Shenfei let him finish. As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Shenfei got up and looked at the door coldly.

Pei Yuan had no choice but to open the door and go out.

Congxu didn't let him go, and raised his voice: "It's changed, I'll treat my junior to dinner."

Pei Yuan held his breath and pushed the door open.

As soon as the door was closed, Cong Xu shook his head and snickered.

After taking a sip of tea, when he raised his eyes, Lu Shenfei happened to look back and looked at him silently, with probing eyes.

Cong Xu looked relaxed, and put down the tea: "It's nothing, just a little shit from before."

Lu Shenfei: But he always thought that his relationship with Pei Yuan was okay.

Congxu said again: "Oh, by the way, I don't know about your company's project, and I haven't inquired about it. What I said just now was what Fei Pengcheng said when he was talking about work with you in the hospital. heard it."

Lu Shenfei was still speechless.

Cong Xu didn't explain anything, didn't mention the matter with Pei Yuan, just smiled, continued to drink tea, and sat on the sofa to rest.

For a moment, Lu Shenfei felt powerless in the face of Congxu again.

In the past, Congxu would use continuous silence and indifference to deepen this powerlessness, but now, Congxu is sipping tea, nestling on the sofa and looking at his mobile phone, with a relaxed expression and a leisurely posture. shake.

After a while, Cong Xu got up, walked out of the sofa, looked around in the office, and asked, "Is this your old office?"

The momentary sense of powerlessness dissipated, and Lu Shenfei came back to his senses: "Yes." Then he raised his eyes and looked: "It has expanded by half a room."

Cong Xu said sincerely, "Very good."

It's great to be able to make the company so big and become a veritable big boss.

Lu Shenfei was stunned because of these three words.

Congxu just saw it, and wondered: "What's wrong?" What's wrong with his evaluation?

Lu Shenfei looked at Congxu, still silent. A few seconds later, he raised his hand and pressed it on the corner of the desk, lowered his eyes, and said slowly: "Before you..."

Before again, Cong Xu hurriedly interrupted: "Stop."

Lu Shenfei raised his eyes.

Congxu said sincerely again: "The past is over, let's not talk about it."

Then change the subject: "I sat down and drank the tea, take me shopping again. You seem to have work, I will leave after shopping, so I won't delay your work."

Blinking again, joked: "Your Manager Pei has already said that work is important."

The smile at the end of Lu Shenfei's eyes reappeared, and he led Congxu out, saying, "Don't pay attention to him."

Cong Xu teased: "How could he, he is the manager now."

From his appearance in the hospital to now, Lu Shenfei finally revealed something. Following Congxu's words, he said in a poisonous tongue: "In Lucheng, the aunt who cleans the toilet is also the manager."

"?" Cong Xu: "Is the salary high?"

Lu Shenfei: "You want to come?"

Cong Xu hummed, just like in the past when he was in school, he said, "I'm here with you, are you willing to let me clean the toilet?"

When the two walked out of the office, Lu Shenfei raised his chin and gestured to several independent offices in the corridor: "You choose yourself."

Cong Xu shrugged his shoulders, with a look of contempt, thinking to himself: what else to choose, the building is all his.

Not long after, Congxu and Lu Shenfei walked around the entire building. The last thing they went to was the multimedia hall on the fourth floor. There was nothing to see in the hall.

What can be seen is the corridor outside the hall.

There are many photos on the white wall of the corridor, all of which are not large in size. One by one, they are framed and hung on the wall, from a height of more than one meter to the roof, from one end of the corridor to the other.

When Congxu saw the first photo, he was surprised. It turned out to be a group photo he had taken with Lu Shenfei when he went to apply for a business and tax certificate.

The scene of taking that group photo is very vivid in Congxu's memory today, as if it was yesterday——

There is a public marble table specially used to fill in paper materials in the office hall.

With a pile of documents in hand, Lu Shenfei stood in front of the table, bowed slightly, and filled in the documents seriously.

Cong Xu strolled around with his arms swinging, bored, took out his phone, walked to Lu Shenfei's side, held the phone in one hand, raised it high to himself, put the other arm on Lu Shenfei's back, looked sideways at the camera, and signaled Next to: "Look at the screen, look at the screen."

Lu Shenfei raised his gaze.

Cong Xu pressed the shutter one after another, and the screen freezes.

Today, that photo is on the wall, at the top of all the photos.

As if conveying silently, this is the very beginning of Lucheng.

Cong Xu saw it when he saw it, and walked over without making a sound.

The photos in the back are very messy, but at eye level, there is always a "main thread" from front to back: that is the project that Lucheng has participated in according to the timeline since its establishment.

These projects are almost all related to film and television dramas in the early stage, so the photos are all poster promotional photos of film and television dramas, surrounding the "main context" and radiating some related work photos.

In the middle and late stages, there are more stars and variety shows on the main line.

Because of memory loss, Cong Xu didn't recognize any of these film and television dramas, variety shows, and celebrities until he walked slowly to the end of the corridor.

The last photo frame was empty, without a photo, but four words were written on the back of the photo frame with a marker——

out on a limb.

Cong Xu looked at those four words, and then at Lu Shenfei.

Lu Shenfei didn't hide it from him: "The project to be launched recently is the one you mentioned just now in the office."

Cong Xu didn't expect that there would be unexpected "rewards" from visiting a building, and asked, "Isn't it that we haven't talked about it yet?"

Lu Shenfei said in an affirmative tone: "Sooner or later."

Cong Xu: "Oh."

Oh, sooner or later.

That is to say, no matter how high the copyright price is, as long as it does not exceed Lucheng's tolerance, it can basically be negotiated.

Cong Xu walked through the corridor with his hands behind his back: Oh, you "forced" me to do this.

That night.

Princes: "Master, Brother Mu, Grandpa Xu! I know you were offended by some idiot Mr. Pei from Lucheng last time, but let's calm down, okay?"

The princes: "3000 million, it's almost the same, it's at the top, now prohibit speculating on sky-high copyrights, okay?"

Cong Xu asked, "Is there any way to get something besides the copyright price?"

The princes were silent for a moment: "You can take a share, and you want to share the profits of the film and television drama."

Cong Xu was 12 points straightforward: "Then share it."

Princes: "...Xu, why have you changed?"

Cong Xu: "Remember to cover taxes and issue invoices."

Princes: "..."