what is your vision

Chen Mingxuan was still the same, with no signs of age visible, Lu Yunchu could easily recognize this teacher who had taught him years ago.

"Oh, I remembered," Chen Mingxuan had taught many students, and Lu Yunchu was still from a foreign department, and his appearance alone could not immediately arouse his memory, but after listening to his self-introduction, he had an impression, "I heard that you went abroad. I thought you would make a difference.”

"Thank you," Lu Yunchu said, "You have inspired me a lot."

"Let's sit down and talk."

Zhou Yanchuan was dragged away when he first arrived. Lu Yunchu didn't know where he would sit, and it was still early, so he followed Chen Mingxuan to the seat he had chosen. There was only one woman beside him.

"This is my lover, surnamed Yang," Chen Mingxuan introduced to Lu Yunchu, and then said to Yang Shujuan, "This is a sculpture that Mr. Zhou asked him to make, a student who took my class before."

"Hello, my name is Lu Yunchu." Lu Yunchu bowed slightly to her.

"Hi, I heard from Mr. Zhou, but I just haven't seen you before." Yang Shujuan gave a different feeling from Chen Mingxuan, and was much more lively. She smiled at the corners of her eyes when she spoke, and asked in a low voice after greeting Lu Yunchu, "We Mr. Zhou has a very special taste, right?"

Lu Yunchu's reaction was half a beat slow, and it wasn't until Chen Mingxuan coughed in embarrassment that he realized that she might be talking about the sculptures in the park.

"It's very special." He said with a smile.

"Come on, let's sit." Yang Shujuan sat on the right side of Chen Mingxuan, signaling to Lu Yunchu on the other side, "It won't start so soon."

Time passed slowly, the sky outside the window gradually dimmed, but the number of people in the hotel suddenly increased, it seemed that everyone came here in time for this.There were only three of them at Lu Yunchu's table, but now it's all full.

After Zhou Yanchuan finished talking to the client, he was stumbled by some friends whom he hadn't seen often recently, chatted for a while, and wanted to ask Lu Yunchu to sit together, but saw that he was already sitting next to Chen Mingxuan, and their table was full.

It was originally a cocktail party for everyone to relax, and there was no fixed row of seats. Of course, Zhou Yanchuan couldn't tell others to make room for him. He looked over there again before starting to find another seat.

Mo Ziyang came to meet him, grabbed Zhou Yanchuan and dragged him to the table closest to the stage: "Where are you running around, why don't you sit with me?"

The table was almost full, and there were two empty seats next to Mo Ziyang.Zhou Yanchuan glanced back and saw that Lu Yunchu was separated from him by a table, he hesitated whether to call him too.

"What are you looking at?" Mo Ziyang patted him on the shoulder, "Is your date here?"

"Don't be boring," Zhou Yanchuan withdrew his gaze, "Just you?"

"Me and Taotao, my wife also has dinner today."

Just as they were talking, a five or six-year-old boy came to them both with a balloon in his arms, and asked Zhou Yanchuan in a childlike voice, "Uncle Zhou, can you give me some more balloons?"

This is the child of Mo Ziyang's family, who is very familiar with Zhou Yanchuan.

"Taotao," Zhou Yanchuan said, pointing to the staff in charge of welcoming guests at the door, "you go to those two aunts with hairpins, they still have a lot of balloons."

"What if they don't give me?"

"No," he said again, "just say I gave it up."

"Okay! Thank you, Uncle Zhou!"

After Taotao ran away, Mo Ziyang said with a taste: "Why is he so obedient in front of you?"

"Aren't all children like this?" Zhou Yanchuan must have cared more about his image in front of outsiders, "Look at your mouth, it's almost going to hell, isn't it because you love your son so much."

"Tch," Mo Ziyang glanced at him lightly, "What about you, still not looking forward to it?"

"What yearning?"

"Family, children," Mo Ziyang cast his eyes on the running children in the arena, "Do you still think it's unnecessary?"

"Forget it... As for the child, I have to worry too much about raising one by myself," Zhou Yanchuan said solemnly, "I'll just look at your other people's. It's good to have a little fun once in a while to relieve boredom."

"Are you using my son as a toy?"

"I didn't say that," Zhou Yanchuan laughed lowly, "Who made you owe it?"

"Okay, who wants to meddle in your business."

"Mr. Mo, Mr. Zhou, good evening." He Mengxin walked from the direction close to Mo Ziyang, and saw Zhou Yanchuan, which was the only empty seat at the table, "Is there anyone there?"

"No," Mo Ziyang finished, and touched Zhou Yanchuan's arm, "Are you sure you don't have a relationship?"

Zhou Yanchuan glared at him.

Lu Yunchu probably won't come over, He Mengxin came late, and it was not so easy to find a seat, so Zhou Yanchuan pulled out the seat next to her and asked her to sit down.

Lu Yunchu chatted harmoniously with Chen Mingxuan and his wife. He forgot the time and was not sure where Zhou Yanchuan would be sitting. When he stood up and wanted to find someone, he happened to see Zhou Yanchuan who was sitting across the table from him helping a lady pull a chair. .

"Just sit with us," Yang Shujuan saw his thoughts, "Our gatherings are very casual, we can sit any way we want, and we will get to know those who don't know each other after chatting."

"En." Lu Yunchu gave up the idea of ​​changing positions, and sat down again.

The two girls on the other side of Yang Shujuan discussed nonchalantly: "Is Manager He and Mr. Zhou having fun?"

The voice was neither loud nor low, and the people at the table could basically hear it, but there was not much reaction, as if they were not surprised by such gossip.

"Let's not worry about Mr. Zhou's affairs," Yang Shujuan intentionally changed the subject, raised her wine glass and said to the table, "Let's have a toast."

Yang Shujuan should be a more charismatic person among her colleagues. She can perfectly control the atmosphere of the wine table, mobilizing emotions without being vulgar.On the contrary, Chen Mingxuan and Lu Yunchu had the same personality in his memory, quiet and calm, more used to being a bystander.The two of them are quite complementary in a sense.

Not long after, Zhou Yanchuan came to speak in front of the stage. It was not a very formal occasion, so he just said a few words casually to stir up the atmosphere, but everyone in the audience still gathered their eyes at the same time.

Zhou Yanchuan is used to attracting attention, but among the many intersecting gazes, he easily caught someone's stare.

"We are here today either to work for Hongchuan, or partners who provide us with services and convenience through various channels, as well as family members, who are also strong backing... I didn't come to the last annual meeting, so I have to say something today Thank you, you have worked hard," he held the microphone, and his tone was light and teasing, "I wonder if everyone has had enough rest during the holidays, have you had enough fun during the Chinese New Year, and most importantly—have you got enough money?"

Among the noisy low laughter in the audience, there were a few shouts that were not too serious: "Not enough!"

"If it's not enough, it means I haven't done well enough." Zhou Yanchuan was not embarrassed, and joked, "Let's finally come out and relax. If I encourage everyone to work hard, it will be too disappointing. I wish everyone a fortune. Yes. You can work in a good mood if you have money and a good life, right? Let’s not talk nonsense, we have money to earn and eat together,” he waved towards the rows of dining tables under the stage, “so hurry up and get to the point!”

Zhou Yanchuan's not-so-serious congratulatory speech aroused laughter and applause from the audience.Before Lu Yunchu could look back, he vaguely noticed that the other party was also looking in this direction.

what is he looking atJust as Lu Yunchu became suspicious, Zhou Yanchuan had already turned his back and returned to his seat.

The party didn't have too many tricks, and only played a small game of "patchwork" in the middle: collect the items that the host thought of in units of tables, and stick to the table with the most rounds as the winner.

The items required to be collected are all kinds of strange things, some are readily available, and some are confusing: car keys, rubber bands, domestic mobile phones, socks, one-yuan coins...

Zhou Yanchuan's table was eliminated in the second round because no one had rubber bands; Lu Yunchu took off the black rubber bands that tied his hair, but they couldn't make it to the end because they couldn't hand over the coins.

In the second half of the reception, most people had already sat enough, and there were too many toasts and joking around the table.

"Mr. Zhou," He Mengxin raised his glass, "I would like to toast you."

After the last incident, he and He Mengxin had no more private contacts.He Mengxin has a sense of propriety and doesn't make it difficult for each other. The meeting tonight is just the simplest courtesy.

Zhou Yanchuan's glass was almost empty, and he filled another half glass of red wine.

A manager who didn't know much about the situation at the next table thought that the two were in an ambiguous relationship, so he stepped forward and said, "Stop clinking glasses, have a drink at a bar?" As soon as the words came out, someone at their table began to booing: "That's right, it's a rare opportunity !"

Mo Ziyang understood Zhou Yanchuan's state of mind, and was troubled by these people, so he couldn't help but feel embarrassed for him. When he wanted to help out, Zhou Yanchuan said: "Let's come out to have fun, eat and drink, and as for joking, don't be too serious." It's too much."

He himself has no intention, and he is not afraid of being programmed, but it would be bad to affect He Mengxin, especially this girl did have that kind of thought for him.

The manager who took the lead in making a fuss was not stupid, he immediately heard the subtext, and quickly apologized: "Mr. Zhou, Manager He, I made a mistake. First, I will punish myself with a cup, as if I didn't say anything."

After the manager admitted his mistake, Zhou Yanchuan didn't care about it any more, and said to He Mengxin, "Don't mind."

"No," He Mengxin continued the toast that was interrupted just now, "I hope there will be more cooperation in the future."

"Of course."

Zhou Yanchuan drank a few times and got a little drunk. He turned his head and looked back a few times. Lu Yunchu and Chen Mingxuan had a good chat.

Obviously he was the one who suggested that Lu Yunchu go to meet Chen Mingxuan, but he was not too happy when they really chatted. He thought that Lu Yunchu would sit with him today.

Like a primary school student, a good friend runs to find someone else to play with, and he has to be nervous.Maybe he drank too much alcohol, his mind was dizzy, and he didn't think carefully about his childish psychology.

Later, Mo Ziyang and He Mengxin on both sides went to other tables, and Zhou Yanchuan was still resting at his original position.

Feeling someone pulling away the chair next to him, he thought it was someone coming to drink again, so he subconsciously picked up the wine dispenser on the table.

Lu Yunchu pressed his hand, then removed the wine glass in front of him, and sat down.

"Mr. Zhou, if I have a drink, you should too?"