Let go of the past

Ji Bing parked the car outside the bar that Bai Lisheng had mentioned, looked up at the decoration and environment of the store, and heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. Fortunately, it was just a clean bar, otherwise, he might really be unable to stop his heart from going to bed. A burst of manic rage.

The glass door was pushed open, and the bar at six o'clock in the morning seemed to have failed to close, because there was still a drunkard who had been drunk all night lying on the bar counter, with his head tilted and pillowed on his arm, and the other hand was still in his arms. Reluctantly holding an empty wine bottle.

"..." Ji Binghan approached with a face, the waiter behind the bar heard the movement, turned his head to look over, his face showing helplessness and asking for help: "Hi sir, you are here to pick up this gentleman Is it?"

Ji Bing hummed in a low voice, stretched out his hand to grab Li Ziqing's arm, and pulled the empty wine bottle out of his hand. The other party stared at him with wet eyes, and his cheeks were full of drunkenness. Blush.

"How much did you drink?" Ji Bing looked at Li Ziqing and asked, but got an answer from the waiter: "I don't know the details, I'm here to take over. But according to the person in front of me, this gentleman was I came here in the middle of the night and stayed until now, so I probably drank a lot..."

Ji Bing stretched out a finger and raised it in front of Li Ziqing's eyes, shook it, and asked expressionlessly, "How much is this?"

Unexpectedly, the other party's eyes only paused on his hand for a moment, and then turned to look directly at his face, raised his head from his arms, with a grievance expression on his face, which was a little hoarse from the alcohol. voice, and called out weakly: "Ji Bing..."

Ji Bing was suffocated by his shout, most of the anger in his heart disappeared in an instant, he paused, and then reached out to support his face.The skin of the tentacles was extremely hot, but Ji Bing's palm was cold. The two offset each other, and it was Li Ziqing who shivered first.

"Let's go." Ji Bing didn't say anything else, he retracted his palm and took advantage of the situation to support the opponent's arm, and bent down to hug him directly.

"Don't go." Li Ziqing pushed him away, lowered his head and refused in a low voice: "Where are you going..."

Ji Bing looked at him fixedly, and asked quite patiently: "Where do you want to go?"

"I don't know..." Li Ziqing's expression was confused and helpless, "I don't want to go home, and I don't want to go to work..." He grabbed the crumpled shirt on his chest, and said, "I feel bad... ..."

Ji Bing stared at him for a while, then spoke again, with a calm and coaxing tone: "Then follow me to the company first."

Ji Bing half-dragged and half-hugged Li Ziqing into the co-pilot, walked around to the other side and sat in, fastened his seat belt, and turned his head to see Li Ziqing with his head down and motionless.

"Seat belt." He reminded.

Li Ziqing turned a deaf ear to it.

"Hurry up." Ji Bing urged again.

Li Ziqing raised his head and glanced at him, his eyes were slack, his expression was dull, his whole body was like a cat that was forced to take a bath in the water, weak, pitiful and helpless.

Ji Bing had no choice but to lean over, pull the seat belt from behind him, and after it was fastened, Li Ziqing grabbed his arm.

Ji Bing frowned: "?"

Li Ziqing glanced at him again, then withdrew his gaze and murmured: "The arm of the beast..."

Ji Bing: "..."

He pulled back his arm and said expressionlessly, "Shut up."

The car drove all the way, drove to a skyscraper in the center of the CBD, turned around and turned into the garage entrance.

The elevator went straight to the [-]th floor, and two shiny alloy doors opened. The men and women were exquisitely dressed, chattering in a mixed language of Chinese and English, with hasty expressions and stern eyes, shuttling through the endless landscape. In the office area.

Li Ziqing was led directly to his office by Ji Bing, pointed to the sofa next to him and said to him, "Lie down and sleep for a while."

"I don't want to sleep." Li Ziqing shook his head and asked him, "When will you finish the meeting?"

"I will try to keep it within two hours, but it is not ruled out that the boss will suddenly diverge his mind and ask some additional questions."

Li Ziqing groaned, unable to detect any emotion.

"Mr. Ji." Wei Ziming pushed the door open and came in, holding the tablet in his hand and resting his right hand on the mirror frame. When he saw Li Ziqing, he was stunned for a moment, and then calmly said to Ji Bing: "The United States requested that the meeting be postponed for one month. They were at a government dinner when they were hours."

Ji Bing pursed his lips in thought, and said after a while, "Okay, I see."

Wei Ziming smiled lightly and nodded: "Do you need me to order breakfast for you? Now that you have enough time, do you still order it according to your usual taste?"

Ji Bing waved his hand, "No, help me bring the other meeting in the morning to the front, and notify the participants to prepare the materials for presentation." After speaking, he turned to Li Ziqing and asked him, "Do you want something to eat?"

"Don't eat." Li Ziqing said, but changed the subject and said softly, "I'm a little thirsty."

Ji Bing turned his head to Wei Ziming and said, "Please pour a glass of water in, just warm, not too hot."

Wei Ziming said yes, turned around and walked out the door, but was stopped by Ji Bing again.

"Add some honey." He confessed again.

Wei Ziming backed out, Ji Bing straightened his tie, checked the time, and said to Li Ziqing, "Do you want to read?"

Li Ziqing still shook his head, looked at Ji Bing's desk not far away, pointed to the chair behind him and asked him, "Can I sit there?"

Ji Bing put down his hand to adjust the tie, raised his chin, and said lightly, "Go."

Li Ziqing walked over, opened the black office chair with a tall back and sat down, Ji Bing came over and pushed the desktop on the table, and said to him: "I'm going to a meeting, you can play by yourself."

Li Ziqing nodded, and the corner of Ji Bing's mouth seemed to bend slightly, before turning around and walking towards the door.

"Password." Li Ziqing asked behind him.

Ji Bing stopped in his tracks, without looking back, and calmly reported a series of numbers, then opened the door and walked out.

Li Ziqing read the password silently, and typed the numbers on the keyboard, but his fingers suddenly stopped halfway, and the expression on his face changed accordingly.

This string of numbers put together is clearly the date of the day when he and Ji Bing had an accident more than three years ago.

Ji Bing spun around in the meeting room all morning, and when he returned to the office, it was almost one o'clock in the afternoon.

He pushed open the door, and the huge floor-to-ceiling windows filled the room with sunlight. The sun is always diligent after the rain and scatters light and heat into the world without hesitation.

It was quiet behind the desk. Li Ziqing fell asleep lying on the desk, with his face buried in his arms and a stack of A4 papers spread out under his arms.

Ji Bing walked over with light steps, and the water in the transparent glass on the table was completely drunk. It seemed that he was really thirsty, but he didn't know if he had drunk enough.

Ji Bing glanced casually across the A4 paper, but was caught off guard by the content on it. He pulled the paper out from under Li Ziqing's arm with a sinking face, and took a closer look at it.

The calculation process was full of a page, and I listed all the formulas that need to be used in the corner, as if I was afraid of remembering it wrong.

In the calculation result at the bottom corner, a series of numbers are written in clear fonts - 85.1%.

Ji Bing put down the A4 paper, moved the mouse and clicked on the computer in standby mode, and sure enough, he saw an initial data file opened on the desktop, but the calculation result on it said 86.5%.

Li Ziqing moved his arm slightly, raised his head and opened his eyes, looking at Ji Bing sleepily, with a tired and sleepy voice, he said softly, "You're back."

"Yeah." Ji Bing put down the A4 paper, Li Ziqing's gaze was taken by him, he gave an embarrassing sigh, raised his head and looked at him and said, "I have nothing to do, I just calculated it casually. The formula must be wrong, and it turned out Not the same as yours."

Ji Bing looked at him quietly for a few seconds, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he moved the mouse over to turn off the computer, straightened up and said to Li Ziqing, "Let's go."

"where to?"

"Go eat." Ji Bing replied, "I'm hungry, aren't you hungry?"

As soon as Li Ziqing was reminded by him, he suddenly felt hungry. His stomach was burnt by alcohol all night and all morning. At this moment, he urgently needed food to fill his stomach.

"Hungry." He rubbed his belly and stood up, followed Ji Bing out, but added: "But I'm thirsty, your company is too stingy..." He couldn't help complaining in a low voice: "Water Just one cup..."

"I'm sorry." Ji Bing turned his head, looked at him seriously and said, "It should be that my subordinates are not doing well."

Li Ziqing then stopped, glanced over his arm intentionally or unintentionally, and joked with a light smile: "You can't be targeting me, are you?"

Ji Bing was puzzled: "Why?"

"I said it casually." Li Ziqing shrugged, stretched out his hand and pushed his back, "Aren't you hungry? Let's go."