Passionate to know

Jincheng is located on the west side of City A. It is a well-developed young eagle city with a rich cultural background, but because it is adjacent to City A, under the cover of its reputation, it seems a bit low-key.

Jiuman Lane is the most expensive and oldest alley in Jincheng. Although it is an alley, it is more spacious than ordinary ones. Most of the century-old shops and powerful shops are located here. The guests who come here are either rich or expensive. It is every inch of land and every inch of gold.

Hu Jiajia's sweet smiling face warmed the hearts of the guests. She handed the packaged accessories to the guests, "Thank you for coming, I hope you are satisfied."

At noon, the number of customers decreased a lot. Hu Jiajia carefully took out the jewelry that the guests had tried on in the morning, and cleaned them carefully.The more expensive a work of art is, the more resistant it will be to dirt.After the counters she was in charge of had been cleaned up, she took off her overalls, handed over to her shift colleagues, turned around and ran to the studio at the back of the store.

An Zhi was polishing a piece of jade, and didn't lift his head when he heard the knock on the door: "Come in."

Hu Jiajia pushed the door open, did not go in, but leaned against the door and said, "Anzhi, I would like to ask you for three days' leave."

In fact, An Zhi is now Hu Jiajia's boss.A year ago, after An Zhi left Yujing, he used all his money to set up a storefront, named "Shiranzhai", and he was still in his old business.

Originally, I thought it would take more than a year to pay back the capital. I never thought that because of Fanling, he has already become famous and his craftsmanship is outstanding, but he has already made a profit in March.When I first came to the store, I was very busy and had no rest for several days and nights. Suddenly one day, Hu Jiajia came to the door and said that she resigned and wanted to work with An Zhi. Get off her.

After all, Hu Jiajia had been trained in Yujing, and his professional level can be regarded as the top leader. During that time, the two of them were busy in various ways, and finally managed to tidy up the store in a decent state.

She has contributed a lot to the operation to the present point.

"What's the matter?" An Zhi asked.

A touch of shyness floated on Hu Jiajia's cheeks, and she said coyly, "Well... I... I'm getting engaged."

An Zhi was startled, and put down the jade in his hand: "It's a good thing, congratulations." After thinking for a while, he said, "You don't come to the store this week, so prepare for your wedding."

Hu Jiajia gave An Zhi a grateful look, packed up his things and was about to leave, but was stopped by An Zhi again.

"Hujiajia."

"Ok?"

An Zhi opened the drawer, took out a small box, opened it, and found a pair of tourmaline rings lying in it, exquisitely carved.

"I have nothing to give, this is for you... I hope you are happy."

An Zhi has never been good at saying nice words, and this sentence is already a great way to save face.Hu Jiajia understood that An Zhi was a sincere blessing, and his eyes turned red on the spot, holding back tears and saying thank you for accepting it several times.

After Hu Jiajia left, An Zhi lost the mood to continue working with the things in his hands.

So things are impermanent, the girl who confessed to him back then is now mature enough to find her own happiness.time of year sounds like

Very short, but the change can be earth-shaking.

The more you witness the happiness of others, the more you lament your own misfortune.It's okay to be busy, he can still ignore that person, but if he is idle, his thoughts will permeate him.

Song Zhiyang said at the beginning that he would wait for him, and told himself not to let him wait too long.This year, he did not disturb An Zhi's life, but people's hearts are the easiest to change. If he avoids him like this forever, he will probably give up one day.

An Zhi shook his head, packed his things, and was about to go out to deliver the pearl necklace ordered by a customer.The price offered by the customer is extremely high, so I dare not be careless, and the store is short of manpower, in the end it is still Anzhi who delivers it himself.

Just as he was going out, he saw a small black shadow suddenly bump into his arms, and then ran forward like crazy. An Zhi was taken aback, only to realize that his things had been taken away when his hands were empty.

Robbery in broad daylight?Still a kid?

An Zhi didn't have time to think about it, and chased after the child in the direction where the child was running away. When he was almost running the entire alley, he blocked people at the end of the alley, panting.

It's just that the child didn't seem to be in the slightest panic, but rather proud of himself, standing there without running or making trouble, as if his goal was not the necklace, but Anzhi.

"Bring the things." An Zhi panted, and said to the child, the child obediently stepped forward and returned the things to An Zhi, An Zhi's inner guess was confirmed.

He sighed, and shouted towards the seemingly empty alley: "Come out...you don't need to make such a big fight if you want to see me later."

After finishing speaking, a woman with stiletto heels and looking angry flashed out from the end of the alley, with her hands on her hips, she was full of anger when she scolded the street: "Damn! If you don't play tricks on you, you will come out to see me obediently?!"

An Zhi rubbed his uncomfortable ears, "Tang Ling, I haven't seen you for a year, and you are even more noisy."

Tang Ling's face was full of black lines: "I haven't seen you for a year...I want to strangle you even more..."

.........

They chose a nearby teahouse to sit down, and An Zhi poured Tang Ling a cup of tea.

Tang Ling originally wanted to hold back and wait until An Zhi could no longer hold back, but who knew that An Zhi was holding a cup of tea and sitting quietly like a Buddha with as few desires as a Buddha, and she was thrown into chaos first.

Tang Ling tapped the table with her finger: "You, don't you have anything to ask me?"

An Zhi stopped drinking water, knowing that she was asking about Song Zhiyang, so he shook his head: "I know about him..."

How could he not know about Song Zhiyang?News about Song Zhiyang has been published in newspapers and media this year. He publicly apologized to the public, revived Yujing, traveled around to negotiate with clients, and he knew all of this.

What Song Zhiyang did at the beginning was correct. In the situation where the momentum is full of fights, admitting mistakes frankly will not make things worse, and may even erase some negative images.

Yu Jing has a deep foundation, and although he suffered heavy losses, he will not be completely devastated.After experiencing the most difficult period of Yujing, Song Zhiyang did not intend to give up this signboard, but chose to stand up again where he fell.

There are too many gossips and gossips in this world, and big news emerges endlessly. Time is the best agent for forgetting, and strength is the best powder for whitewashing. Today, Yujing can be said to have been completely reborn and renewed.

He's doing well, what worries An Zhi?

Tang Ling threw the glass angrily: "I know, I know, what do you know! Do you know how he started working so hard after you left? That's not work, it's just draining his energy! Auntie confessed his relationship with you, how did he suffer with conflicting feelings?"

Tang Ling said as if she was about to cry: "I persuaded him to give up on you, but he said, he won't give up halfway... You both have the same hard-headed donkey temper, and neither of you can make you worry!"

An Zhi's body tensed for a moment, feeling that his words were a little pale: "Yeah, I'm a scourge to him... So, isn't it the best result for me to leave?"

Tang Ling looked at the stunned person in front of her, sighed and said, "Even if you are a cup of poisoned wine, he is already a person who is dying of thirst, he would rather be poisoned by you than die of thirst. "

An Zhi bit her lip and couldn't help muttering, "What a fool."

"...Who says it's not?" Seeing An Zhi loosen a little, Tang Ling took out a small piece of paper with the address written on it from her bag, "An Zhi, I'm not only for Song Zhiyang, but also for you. If You lack a reason to go to him, so I can give you this excuse."

She pushed the note in front of An Zhi: "Aunt Jiang is dying."