love you like yesterday

Jiang Wenyu shook his head, trying to dispel his thoughts that were getting more and more out of bounds.

For Jiang Wenyu, Xiu Luo has a special attraction, not the kind of beauty that will surprise you at first glance, nor is it the meticulous and considerate personality. Xiu Luo is good-looking and has a good personality. But to Jiang Wenyu, these were not the reasons that made him irresistible, the real reason was just Xiu Luo.

And that attraction has only grown stronger over time.

He sat at the dining table, and while waiting for Xiu Luo's face, he opened the blue box.

In the box is a tie.

A blue striped tie that is a little lighter than the box, and the fabric reflects a little luster under the light.

Jiang Wenyu touched the tie, wondering which of his suits would match it.

Xiu Luo came out with the finished pasta. On the snow-white round plate, the pasta was rolled into a small ball and placed in the center, with a small flower cut out of carrots on the side.

Looking at the pasta in front of him, Jiang Wenyu rarely felt a little happy.

"Try it." Xiu Luo sat opposite Jiang Wenyu, looking forward to it.

Jiang Wenyu took a sip and gave him a thumbs up, "It's delicious."

Xiu Luo smiled happily, and got up again to warm up a glass of milk, "I shouldn't be full after eating these, drink some warm milk, and have a good sleep later."

"By the way," Jiang Wenyu put down his fork after eating the noodles, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and was about to get up, "I asked Hong Yin for an autographed photo, and I'll get it for you."

Hong Yin was the male star who was filming the advertisement today. Jiang Wenyu specially found his assistant while he was resting. The other party probably knew that Jiang Wenyu was a person of some status, so it was quite refreshing.

"Hey!" Xiu Luo grabbed his hand, "I'm just kidding, did you really look for him?"

Jiang Wenyu looked suspiciously: "Don't you want it?"

Xiu Luo grabbed Jiang Wenyu, put his forehead on his arm, and said with a smile, "I'm just kidding, I don't follow stars, why do you want his autographed photo? Sell it for money?"

Jiang Wenyu looked down at Xiu Luo, and felt that he understood a little bit: "You look so good today, aren't you going to meet your idol?"

"I'm going to see you," Xiu Luo looked up at him with a smile, "I'm afraid you won't like me if you see a male star who is more handsome than me."

Jiang Wenyu smiled helplessly, "What kind of person am I?"

"That means you like me?" Xiu Luo smiled brighter.

Only then did Jiang Wenyu realize that he had been caught in a trap, and he turned his face away, "It's getting late, aren't you going to work tomorrow and go to sleep?"

Xiu Luo stood up abruptly, nose to nose with Jiang Wenyu, he stared at Jiang Wenyu, but Jiang Wenyu didn't look at him.

"I want to see how hard you are going to die. Don't wait until the day I meet a young and beautiful one and I don't like you anymore. Let's see where you will cry."

The anger that Xiu Luo said was actually just a bluff to frighten Jiang Wenyu, trying to make him feel a sense of crisis.

Sure enough, before Xiu Luo finished speaking, Jiang Wenyu's eyes fell on his face.

Jiang Wenyu just looked at him, but didn't speak.

"What's the matter? Don't believe that I will fall in love with someone else?" Xiu Luo asked.

Jiang Wenyu lowered his head slightly and blinked. When he raised his head again, he had put on his usual gentle expression. He smiled slightly: "If you meet someone you really like, I will definitely bless you."

Xiu Luo was already immune to Jiang Wenyu's dead appearance, and he was not moved by what he said, "Then I really like you now, why don't you wish me a beautiful return as soon as possible?"

Jiang Wenyu turned and walked to the bathroom, saying, "I'm not a beauty."

Hot water was poured from the top of his head, wrapping Jiang Wenyu's whole body in a sense of warmth.

In the past, Jiang Wenyu never felt that he was such a entangled or indecisive person, but when it came to Xiu Luo, he couldn't make a quick decision.

There is no way to stay with Xiu Luo recklessly, and there is no way to draw a clear line with Xiu Luo.Jiang Wenyu had to admit that sometimes, he even enjoyed the sticky and inexplicable entanglement with Xiu Luo.

Jiang Wenyu wiped his face, spurning his evasion and contradiction in his heart.

As New Year's Day approached, although the branch office did not accept new customers, there were still many chores.

The relationship between various customers needs to be maintained, the companies that have cooperated with need to move around, and the contacts of TV stations and media schools also need to be exchanged.

After Jiang Wenyu finished Jinglong's project, she hardly had time to stay in the company, and she was either drinking or on the way to drink every day.

Moreover, the Spring Festival is early this year, and the New Year's Day is only half a month away from the Spring Festival, which means that the company's annual holiday is only half a month away.

In addition to external human relations, Jiang Wenyu also had to take care of the old, weak, sick and disabled in the company.

Xiao Bing had a bad cold recently, and he didn't get better after three days of infusion.

Jiang Wenyu also took time to visit his old man.

"You're really good. You've been doing nothing for a year. At the end of the year, pick me up." Jiang Wenyu sat by the hospital bed and helped Xiao Bing peel apples.

Xiao Bing said while playing with his mobile phone: "It's winter, it's not normal to have a headache."

"Okay," Jiang Wenyu handed him the apple, "You're lying here like a sick man. I think you're in good spirits so you shouldn't miss work."

Xiao Bing put down the phone and took the Apple, "It's rare for me and this to enjoy the good life of a loving father and daughter for two days. My daughter even made me a greeting card yesterday to wish me a speedy recovery."

Jiang Wenyu picked up the "greeting card" on the bedside table and looked at it. It was actually a folded cardboard with a bunch of colorful patterns painted on it with crayons. There was a person in the middle with a head bigger than his body.

A line of "Dad get well soon" was written crookedly below, and the last two words were still pinyin.

Jiang Wenyu folded the greeting card and put it back, "Then you don't have to be hospitalized, do you?"

"What do you know, you can get medical insurance if you are hospitalized."

"...I can't see that you are so short of money," Jiang Wenyu got up from the stool, "You should take a rest, I still have things to do."

"Wait a minute!" Xiao Bing stretched out his 'Erkang hand' to Jiang Wenyu, "I have something to tell Xiaoluo for me."

Jiang Wenyu stopped and looked at him.

"He made a lamp with the inspiration from his final project, and I see that some of your original ideas were used in it. You can discuss later whether you should add your name when submitting for the competition."

"It's not necessary, that hasn't been made public yet, and Xiu Luo is considered to be using it with my authorization."

Xiao Bing shook his head, "Golden Maple Award is not a small award, and the verification of this aspect is very strict. Although your work is only a semi-finished product and has not been released, how can you guarantee that no one else has seen your work? In the company There are not a few people who have left over the years, and I remember that you should have discussed this design in a meeting at the company? It’s better to be safe.”

Jiang Wenyu nodded: "Okay, I'll talk to Xiao Luo later."

"there's one more thing."

Jiang Wenyu looked at Xiao Bing, feeling a little helpless: "Brother, I've been sitting here for half an hour, why don't you tell me something serious?"

Xiao Bing waved his hand, "Didn't I forget it? I only remembered when you said to leave."

"Stop talking nonsense, what's the matter?"

Xiao Bing said, "A headhunter is contacting Kang Shan."

Jiang Wenyu showed a puzzled expression on his face: "...how did you know?"

"I found out by accident."

Well, not saying it is the same as not saying it.

Jiang Wenyu didn't delve too deeply into it, Xiao Bing knew that there must be a connection with him, and since he didn't want to talk about Jiang Wenyu, he wisely stopped asking.

"What do you think?" Jiang Wenyu asked.

"I think someone should want to poach Kang Shan."

"You're not talking nonsense."

"Let me tell you one more thing, maybe you will have some inspiration." Xiao Bing sat up straight, and put the half-eaten apple aside.

Jiang Wenyu put on a posture of listening attentively.

Xiao Bing said: "Time Communication and Yuanfei Culture seem to be merging."

"What?" Jiang Wenyu thought he heard it wrong, and was shocked, "Why? How did you know? Where did you hear the news? Why is Yuanfei Culture so hard to think about it?"

Xiao Bing didn't answer Jiang Wenyu's series of questions. He leaned on the bedside and resumed his previous idle appearance. "The two companies are about the same size. Strictly speaking, Shi Zhanhong should have better resources. Meiyi and Yashilan's cooperation can be regarded as showing their face in the industry, and you don't know that Li Zhenxin is no longer in the advertising industry at Yuanfei."

Jiang Wenyu stood at the head of Xiao Bing's bed with arms folded, frowning slightly, "Is the news reliable?"

"It's hard to say," Xiao Bing shook his head, "I just heard some rumors, maybe I have to wait for the joint name of Meiyi and Yashilan to see how the market accepts it, although Li Zhen on Yuanfei doesn't care about the company. Life and death, but she does not own the company alone, Sui Tingzhi and Li Shenming have to discuss whether they agree or not."

Jiang Wenyu nodded thoughtfully. This matter seems to be Shi Zhanhong's handwriting, provided that Xiao Bing's news is reliable.

If the two companies really want to merge and reorganize, Shi Zhanhong will definitely replace the unsatisfactory people from Yuanfei, but... isn't it too early to start planning for the replacement?Isn't Shi Zhanhong afraid of scaring the snake?

Jiang Wenyu's mind has been dulled by trivial matters, and he can't think of any more reasons for the time being, but he just vaguely feels that Shi Zhanhong's recent actions have something to say.

Jiang Wenyu frowned when he remembered what Xiao Han had mentioned before.

"Don't worry too much, look for an opportunity later to find out Kang Shan's tone, my news may not be reliable, just wait and see."

Jiang Wenyu responded, "Take a rest first, I have something else to do." Then he turned and left the ward, thinking of turning around to say hello to Xiu Yang and Jiang Wenjin, and let them pay more attention to the company's recent personnel changes.

Jiang Wenyu invited several teachers from the School of Communication to dinner at night, and it wasn't too early when he got home, but it was relatively early in the past few days.

Xiu Luo was nestling on the sofa and watching a movie with his mobile phone screen. When he saw him come back, he was a little surprised, "It's so early today?"

"Well," Jiang Wenyu took off his down jacket and sweater, and sat down on the single sofa while pressing his temples, "Have you left work on time these few days?"

"Yes," Xiu Luo paused the movie, went to the kitchen to help Jiang Wenyu make a glass of honey water for Jiang Wenyu, "I'm done with my work, I'll be back."

Jiang Wenyu leaned against the back of the sofa with her eyes closed, holding honey water on the armrest with one hand, and resting her other hand casually on her lap.

Knowing that Jiang Wenyu was a little tired recently, Xiu Luo quietly massaged his head.

"Have you submitted your work for the Golden Maple Award?" Jiang Wenyu opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Not yet," Xiu Luo kept moving his hands, "What's wrong?"

"Don't rush to submit it, show it to me when you have time."

"it is good."

Jiang Wenyu looked very tired, and he closed his eyes again after a while. After a while, he reached out to hold Xiu Luo's hand and squeezed it, "Go and rest, I'll go to sleep after I pack up."

"it is good."

Xiu Luo withdrew his hand, and he looked at Jiang Wenyu quietly for a while, Jiang Wenyu's eyelashes were trembling slightly, and his brows were also slightly frowned.

Still unable to hold back, Xiu Luo lowered his head and kissed Jiang Wenyu's forehead lightly, then slipped back to his room without waiting for Jiang Wenyu's reaction.

Jiang Wenyu maintained the original posture and did not move. After a long time, he raised his hand to touch the place where Xiu Luo had kissed, and silently curled the corners of his mouth.