people like us

After bidding farewell to Li Tang, Han Rui walked towards the elevator with a heavy heart. When the elevator arrived and the door opened, he saw Dr. Fu in a white coat standing inside, reading a report.

Remembering that Gu Chengjun had called Dr. Fu before and told them what happened in their bed, Han Rui was about to take a step forward.

He was about to turn around and walk away, but Dr. Fu suddenly raised his head, "Xiao...Xiao Rui?"

Han Rui squeezed out a smile, said hello, and then slowly moved into the elevator.

Although he was embarrassed to see Dr. Fu, it was his own problem. Dr. Fu did nothing wrong.

When the door was closed, Han Rui lowered his head and looked at the stained marks on his T-shirt, his shorts, his ridiculous flip-flops, the floor of the elevator car, but he didn't look at Doctor Fu.

Dr. Fu is a doctor, and it's nothing to see him in the most embarrassing place, but Dr. Fu knows all the details about him and Gu Chengjun's bed, and as the oppressed party, he feels embarrassed and ashamed.

He didn't speak, neither did Dr. Fu, both of them remained silent until the elevator went down to the first floor.

As soon as the door opened, Han Rui didn't even dare to say goodbye, and fled in despair.

Doctor Fu really doesn't want to talk to people like him!

After boarding the plane to London, Han Rui looked out the window, feeling sour for some reason.He couldn't fall in love with Gu Chengjun, but he couldn't bear Gu Chengjun's indifference to him.

Obviously, he wished that Gu Chengjun would ignore him before, but why is he so uncomfortable today?

Han Rui stayed in Reading for a day, and was called by Liu Wenqing to The Hague for a business trip. After all, he was considered the backbone of the KPN project, and now he was about to sign the contract. He still needed to check some details.

After Han Rui finished his job, another week passed.

On Friday afternoon, Liu Wenqing stood on a chair and laughed loudly, "Masters, in order to reward you, Mr. Xu paid a large amount of money, rotate the restaurant, let's go!"

A group of unkempt colleagues below immediately beat the tables and chairs, shouting, "Revolving restaurant, revolving restaurant..."

Liu Wenqing looked around in distaste again, "If you want to go, go back and clean up for me first, look at your ghostly appearance, I'm afraid you won't be allowed to enter the restaurant."

After hearing this, everyone swarmed to pack their computers and went home to take a shower and change clothes.

Han Rui didn't want to go to any revolving restaurant, Xiao Zhe was on summer vacation, but Gu Chengjun was very busy in China, so he didn't have time to talk to his son.Xiao Zhe stayed in London alone, only accompanied by the driver, he was worried.

Liu Wenqing persuaded, "Go! It won't be too late. Take your luggage and go to the airport after eating. There will be no delay."

I also thought that since the establishment of the project, it took more than a year to stay up all night and discuss with colleagues in the group. For such a long time, the relationship is naturally there.Now that the contract is about to be signed, I am afraid that it will be difficult to meet each other in the future, so Han Rui no longer hesitates, and smiles, "Then go!"

The revolving restaurant they are going to is not the famous Ferris wheel-style revolving restaurant in The Hague, but the one similar to the TV tower that rotates every half an hour.

It was less than six o'clock when they arrived at the restaurant. It was the first time for this group of people to come here. Although they were also in suits and shirts, their height... Compared with other tall Dutch diners in suits and leather shoes, they suddenly felt dwarfed by comparison.

Fortunately, there are Han Rui and Fan Fan, a tall man from the Northeast, to support the facade.

Led by the handsome Italian waiter, everyone came to the reserved long table.

The dining table is very large and long, no problem for a dozen people to sit, and it is next to the window, with an excellent view.

After everyone was seated, Liu Wenqing waved his hand and ordered the restaurant's signature steak and red wine for each team member.

This point of view, I am afraid that the per capita consumption will cost more than 100 euros.

In fact, none of the team members here are poor.It's just a pity that all the money was used to buy a house in China, and any money left was invested in the company's stock.

The monthly salary is also to buy bags and clothes for my wife and go on vacation.

And these good men are usually very economical, and they don't even want to go to the barber shop for a haircut. Instead, they use the electric clippers brought from China to cut their own hair.

In addition, Busy and Zhai usually order takeout from Chinese restaurants, and rarely dine in such high-end restaurants.

When the steak and red wine arrived, everyone ate quietly, very disciplined, not daring to embarrass the Chinese.

On the contrary, a few Caucasian diners at the next table didn't know what interesting things they said. A lady laughed backwards and forwards, while her companion slapped the table and laughed.

After they finished eating, Liu Wenqing called the waiter to pay the bill.

The waiter smiled and said, "Someone has already paid for you."

The colleagues looked at each other in blank dismay. There are more than a dozen of them, who is so generous?

Moreover, they are all men here, and there are no beauties here. Which gentleman would do this?

The waiter still smiled politely, "Mr. Han's friend paid for it."

Everyone looked at Han Rui in unison again.

friend?Han Rui was a little confused, does he have such a generous friend?No, besides colleagues, does he have any friends?

Could it be Gu Chengjun?

Han Rui's heart skipped a beat, Gu Chengjun came to the Netherlands to look for him?

However, in front of his colleagues, he couldn't ask the waiter who paid the bill.

I could only secretly think about it, and call Gu Chengjun later to ask.

After leaving the restaurant, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and started discussing the restaurant.

Liu Wenqing asked Fan Fan, "Are you full?"

Fan Fan, who is tall and tall at 1.9 meters, usually eats a lot, and a steak should not be enough for him.

Fan Fan smiled shyly, "It's okay, I'll go back to the dormitory later and cook noodles."

Liu Wenqing asked again, "Is the steak delicious?"

Fan Fan smiled again, "It's okay, it would be better if we add some old godmothers."

A group of people laughed and said, "The hot pot is better."

"Skewers are also better than this."

"I think crawfish tastes better."

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A group of people chatted and laughed when they arrived at the train station, and thanked Han Rui, "Next time you come back to China, please ask your wealthy friend to make some skewers!"

Han Rui also smiled and said, "Okay!"

Gu Chengjun flirting with others?He couldn't imagine what it would be like.

It was just before nine o'clock in the evening. After Han Rui said goodbye to his colleagues, he took out his mobile phone and called Gu Chengjun, but no one answered after calling several times.

what happened?Why don't you answer the phone?

Han Rui's heart gradually cooled down. If Gu Chengjun came to the Netherlands to look for him, he would definitely not refuse to answer the phone.

Gu Chengjun was probably not the one who paid for the meal.

It's him who is being self-indulgent!

Han Rui put away his mobile phone, entered the train station, bought a ticket, and took a train to Amsterdam.

When he arrived at the airport, Han Rui went to the machine to help himself with chekin, went through the security check and customs, and boarded the plane after waiting in the seating area for less than half an hour.

Because it is a low-cost airline, the air ticket is less than 40 euros, which is cheaper than taking the train, but the service is almost non-existent.

Han Rui's seat was the one by the window in a row of two seats. After sitting for a few minutes, a tall, handsome and thin young Asian sat down next to him.

Although Han Rui was in a bad mood, he still nodded and said "hello", and the man smiled and replied "hello".

After saying hello, Han Rui put on the blindfold and prepared to rest.

When I meet a yellow-skinned and black-haired Asian abroad, even if he looks like a Chinese again, he is afraid to say hello in Chinese now.

Mainly during the years when he was studying in London, when he greeted such people, half of them were Japanese and Korean, then Taiwanese, and then Chinese.There are friendly ones and unfriendly ones, and the unfriendly ones make up the majority.

He hit the wall too many times, and he no longer greets in Chinese casually, just say "hello".

He just leaned back in the chair when the person next to him suddenly said in Chinese, "Don't you know me?"

Han Rui took off his blindfold and looked at his neighbor in surprise.

Who is this person?

But after watching for a long time, he didn't recognize who this person was.

The man smiled, "Did the steak in the restaurant taste good just now?"

Han Rui blinked, "You were also in the revolving restaurant just now?"

The man raised one leg and put it on the other, crossed his legs, put his hands on his knees, and said with a smile, "Yes."

Han Rui glanced at the Patek Philippe on the man's wrist, and asked again, "You just paid for us?"

The man turned his body completely towards Han Rui, put his left arm on the back of Han Rui's seat, corrected him with a smile, "It's for you to pay the bill."

Han Rui put away the expression on his face, and asked in a cold voice, "What do you want?"

This man looks like a rich man, wearing millions of watches, and even came to take a low-cost airline, and he happened to be sitting next to him, no ghosts!

The man looked at Han Rui with great interest, and said after a long time, "Overseas, when fellow villagers meet fellow villagers, don't they have tears in their eyes? It's just an expression of intimacy."

"There are so many Chinese people in the restaurant, why do you only show affection to me?"

With Han Rui's almost questioning tone, the man was not angry, but stretched out his hand, "Liu Yang, I was a year ahead of you in college!"

alumni?It was embarrassing now, Han Rui hurriedly reached out his hand and shook him, "I'm sorry! It's my villainous heart."

Liu Yang didn't mind, "I can only blame myself for failing to let you remember."

After the plane took off, the two stopped talking.It was almost twelve o'clock at this time, and most of the other passengers turned off the overhead lights and were resting. Liu Yang took out a pen and paper, wrote down his mobile phone number, and wrote: We can talk when we arrive in London?

Han Rui took the note and nodded again.

Encountering an old voice in a foreign land, even though you are overseas, the chances of meeting Chinese people on the plane are very high.But to meet an alumni and to know himself, even Han Rui, who is indifferent by nature, couldn't help but get a little excited.

However, after a few minutes of being excited, he felt uncomfortable again. It really wasn't Gu Chengjun.

He was so self-indulgent.Gu Chengjun hadn't called him for a week, but he was still like those little girls who watched too many Korean dramas, imagining that this man fell from the sky and came to the Netherlands to find him.

How stupid!