Can't tell the truth from the fake

After Gu Wen left the cross-river bridge, he returned home to take a shower, put on a brand new black suit, sat at the dining table, and returned to his meticulous and invincible elite appearance.

While flipping through today's latest financial newspaper, he drank the last mouthful of shrimp and vegetable porridge, planning to get up and go to the company.

At this point, it's too early.

He lowered his head and glanced at the watch on his wrist. After a moment of silence, he didn't contact the driver, and drove slowly along the familiar route.

The soft piano music in the car was as melodious and melodious as ever, but Gu Wen raised his hand to switch the song, and the sound of the harp, which was the same as the ringtone of his mobile phone, entered his ears.

He parked in a community near the company.

It was early in the morning, and he leaned against the car door and looked up at the 34-story building.

He counted layer by layer, and finally his gaze was fixed on the 26th floor for a long time, as if he was meditating on something, and seemed to be recalling something.

As time passed, people gradually started to move around in the community. There were old people doing morning exercises and young people in a hurry. All passers-by were casting curious glances at this man in a neat suit standing beside the car.

"Uncle, are you waiting for someone?" A little girl wearing a blue floral dress with a schoolbag on her back looked up at Gu Wen, blinking her grape-like dark eyes, "I'm waiting for my mother too."

"Yes, uncle is waiting for someone." Gu Wen touched the top of the girl's head and smiled lightly.

"Who are you waiting for?"

"I'm waiting for someone I'll never be able to wait for."

The little girl pursed her pink lips in confusion, as if she couldn't understand Gu Wen's answer, but suddenly she saw something and laughed happily, throwing herself into the arms of the oncoming woman.

"mom!"

The woman smiled and kissed her daughter's cheek, looked up and saw Gu Wen who was not far away, her eyes were full of doubts and then turned into surprise: "Mr. Gu?"

"Miss Ding."

"It's been a long time since I saw you. It's been almost three years. Did you move?" Sister Ding hugged her daughter and said with a warm smile, "I almost didn't recognize you just now, did you come back to live? Are you waiting for Lu?"

Gu Wen was startled, his fingers hanging by his side trembled unnaturally, he nodded slightly at Sister Ding, but there was a trace of depression in his eyes that no one noticed: "Yes, I'm waiting for him."

"Well, wait a little longer and call him if he doesn't come." Sister Ding smiled knowingly, "Xiao Lu is young and will take care of him. I will send Yuanyuan to school first. Yuanyuan, and Uncle Gu says goodbye."

"Uncle Gu, goodbye."

Gu Wen smiled and waved to the mother and daughter in the morning light, and finally looked at the empty 26th floor with nostalgia, and opened the car door.

Still can't wait.

That little Lu who was too young to take care of him.

The black car drove away in the dust, bathed in the bright golden sun, and drove to a distant place with no future and no expectations.

***

"Bell—bell—"

The familiar alarm clock rang piercingly, repeating its own work tirelessly, and then it was thrown to the ground by its unconscious master in sleep and became torn apart.

Without the interference of the alarm clock, the young mixed-race man rolled over on the narrow sofa with his coat rolled up, and fell asleep again.

In this small living room, there are countless crushed and deformed beer cans scattered on the spotless milky white floor tiles, unpacked peanuts and cigarette butts overflowing from the ashtray.

All of this showed what the messy-haired, red-faced young man on the sofa had experienced last night.

Falling into a deep sleep, he frowned tightly, pursed his thin lips, his handsome face was filled with strong anxiety, and his bony fingertips trembled slightly, as if he had fallen into a nightmare from which he could not wake up.

At this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly.

***

"Mr. Gu." The head of the marketing department who walked into the elevator holding the documents lightly lowered his head and looked at the man in the elevator room.

Gu Wen looked at the badges of the employees in front of him, and suddenly asked casually, "Chinning from your department, how is your work status?"

"Chinning? He didn't come to work today, and he didn't answer the phone call." The director of the marketing department said with some doubts, "Before he was very serious and active in his work, and he didn't show up late or leave early. Maybe he has something to do today."

The elevator stopped at the floor where the president's office is located, Gu Wen nodded, and walked out, a gloomy look crossed his face.

He pushed open the half-hidden door of the office, and unexpectedly looked at Ji Chong who was sitting on the sofa and playing with his mobile phone.

Ji Chong was startled, the phone in his hand almost fell to the ground: "Cousin!"

"Why are you in my office?" Gu Wen asked with a frown.

"Didn't my mother ask me to help you more after I came to China? I came to the company but you were not here, so I had to wait for you here." Ji Chong said a little aggrieved, but the next second he became bright again Fei Yang, "Is Chinning there? I'll go find him to play, he's really good at this game!"

"He's not here." Gu Wen said with a faint smile, "When did you have such a good relationship with him?"

"Isn't this what I heard that he is very important in your plan? I'm going to be an undercover agent to find out the enemy's situation."

"No need, stay away from him, he is dangerous."

"It's okay." Ji Chong shrugged, looking at Gu Wen's serious expression, "Speaking of which, cousin, don't you think your hostility towards Chinning is very obvious? I think you should change your attitude appropriately .”

Gu Wen raised his eyebrows, but didn't speak.

"Although I don't fully understand your plan, I do understand the general purpose. If you have been so indifferent to him, he will not believe that you can trust him."

Gu Wen pondered: "Then what do you think I should do?"

"I know you hate him, but you have to cover it anyway." Ji Chong put down his phone and said seriously, "From a psychological point of view, you should meet frequently, meet the expectations of your relationship, and try to find common topics. If both parties have the same hobbies, it will be easier to create intersections and promote trust."

Gu Wen closed his eyes and tried hard to suppress the psychological and physical disgust and rejection towards that person, and said in a deep voice, "Is there any more?"

Ji Chong shook his fingers: "The other thing is to let nature take its course, and don't suddenly change your attitude towards him. This will make him feel that you have plans, and it is easy to develop a defensive mentality. Once formed, it will be difficult to change."

"I know this." Gu Wen picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.

"There's nothing left." Ji Chong was a little embarrassed, "I'm not very good at psychology either, after all I was in school... Hey, cousin you know."

Gu Wen didn't continue to ask. He stared at a certain point in the void and narrowed his eyes slightly. After a while, he took out his mobile phone and made a call.