tearful attack

Wen Lin's eyes are slightly larger than those of his peers, and they are particularly clear, which makes him look a little immature.Although he is already a graduate student, he still looks the same as when he was just an adult and just stepped into college.

Although such an appearance is easy to like and attract people, it is obviously not that beneficial on the business negotiation table.

So Xia Qian chose to put on a pair of glasses for him.

The thin-rimmed bottle cap glasses well modified the shape of the eyes, making Wen Lin seem a little more mature.It is not as cute as usual, but has an elegant and bookish look.

Xia Qian held Wen Lin's face and looked left and right, but felt that something was missing.

"Smile." He said to Wen Lin.

And Wen Lin was already blushing a little after being stared at with his face held in his hands for so long. Hearing what he said, he subconsciously raised the corners of his mouth and showed a big smile as usual.

"Don't smile so sweetly," Xia Qian shook his head, "press the corners of your mouth."

This request made Wen Lin very embarrassed, he usually smiled like this, and he didn't mean to be so sweet.

So he forcibly pressed the corners of his mouth, and as a result, he laughed like a cramp.

"Hmm..." Xia Qian pondered for a moment, "Be more natural."

Wen Lin wanted to cry, but didn't know how to laugh.

But this kind of thing, it is enough to get used to it a few times.

"Don't think that you are smiling at me." Xia Qian reminded while looking at his face, "You imagine that you are on a negotiating table, and your negotiating partner is opposite you. money in your pocket."

When he laughed again, Wen Lin really looked very different.

The corners of the mouth are slightly raised, the eyebrows are clear, and there is even a confident elite style.

Xia Tian stared at her for a while, then suddenly let go, and patted his face with the back of his hand, "Like a gentle scum."

When he said this, Xia Qian had no expression on his face, and his tone of voice could not detect any emotion.

"So it still doesn't work?" Wen Lin was really about to cry.

"No, it's fine, it's fine." Xia Qian put his hands in his pockets and shrugged his shoulders, "From now on at the negotiating table, you'll be like this."

Only then did Wen Lin feel happy.

But looking at the back of Xia Qian who turned around and continued to walk, he felt that Xia Qian didn't seem so happy.

Xia Qian's mood was very conflicted.

To be honest, Wen Lin's smile just now was perfect, it was the expression most needed on the negotiating table, and it was what Xia Qian wanted to see most now.He ran out so deliberately today, changed Wen Lin's look, carefully guided the other's expression, and this was the result he wanted.

He should feel very accomplished about it.

But that didn't look like the usual Wen Lin, not so sweet, not so innocent, not so cute, and actually brought Xia Qian a faint sense of loss.

"Qianqian," until Wen Lin suddenly walked over, holding Xia Qian's hand with his hand, his five fingers passed through the other's fingers, and clasped tightly, "What's wrong with you?"

Xia Qian looked at him with his head tilted, and felt that Wen Lin was actually the usual Wen Lin.

Xia Qian couldn't help but also tightened his five fingers, completing the ten-finger interlocking.

"Smile again." Then Xia Qian said.

So Wen Lin took off his glasses, showed a big smile as usual, and leaned over to gently kiss the tip of Xia Qian's nose.

This kind of intimate behavior gradually attracted the attention of passers-by around, but both of them turned a blind eye.

"Why are you smiling so sweetly again?" Xia Qian asked him.

"Because I'm smiling at you." Wen Lin shook his hand and replied naturally.

Xia Qian finally raised the corners of his mouth, and his mood jumped with joy.

They bought the glasses, and then some accessories like cufflinks, ties, and pins.After finally finishing this shopping, they held hands and went back to the place where they lived.

When the two walked into Wen Lin's school, the concierge had already received the clothes they bought earlier.

In order to save trouble, Xia Qian only asked the people in the mall to send one piece here, that is, the dark blue one that was scheduled to be worn soon.After all, Wen Lin's wardrobe was only that big, and it couldn't fit any more.

"What about the others?" Wen Lin didn't expect this situation, and was a little confused.

"It was sent to my home." Xia Qian said.

"Huh?" Wen Lin was even more confused.What does Xia Qian's home mean?It can't be the Xia family, right?

He wanted to ask a question.But once back in the dormitory, I tried that dress in front of the mirror, and then tried to match it with various accessories, various ties, various cufflinks, various collar pins, various glasses, exchanged, exchanged, exchanged. Instead, Wen Lin became dizzy and completely forgot about it.

In the end, they finally settled on their outfits. Wen Lin faced the mirror, complacent, and immediately started speech practice again.

A few days later, it finally arrived at the time written on the plane ticket.

Because the departure time coincided with the start of school, Wen Lin had to ask the school for a few days off.

A few hours later, the two got off the plane and took a taxi over there.

Wen Lin was very nervous, he was chanting all the way, reviewing the things he was about to say at the negotiating table, as if he was facing the most important exam in his life.

"It's okay." Xia Qian reassured him from the side, "As long as you don't think about it too hard, it won't be difficult."

Wen Lin nodded, took a deep breath, and stopped this meaningless move.

He knew that Xia Qian was right, the more nervous he was, the easier it would be to make matters worse.

In order to maintain a normal mind, Wen Lin took out his mobile phone and started to contact the ink box to ensure that there would be no problems after he left.

As a result, the ink cartridge was extremely stable.Even for Li Yisheng, Wen Lin's constant harassment was already the biggest trouble.

But harassment has its benefits. At least it reminded Li Yisheng of one thing, "Wait, you are in city S now?"

"That's right," Wen Lin said, "What's the matter, haven't you been known about this for a long time?"

Li Yisheng's next sentence greatly exceeded Wen Lin's expectations.

"Zhao Lian may also be in City S."

Wen Lin was stunned for a moment, but when he came to his senses, his face suddenly changed, "What! Say it again?"

"Zhao Lian may also be in City S." Li Yisheng scratched his hair, obviously embarrassed that he had forgotten about it before, "Didn't I tell you years ago that I had to ask when I went back to my hometown?" His family? Actually, I asked, and his family told me. Zhao Lian had actually contacted them before, saying that he was temporarily hiding abroad, and if he came back, he might settle in City S first. But it might be Because the phone call you asked me to make was alarming, and he didn't contact his family after that, so it's not certain."

After the conversation was over, Wen Lin held the phone, almost rattling it.

To be honest, the name Zhao Lian is already a little far away.After all, the mess left by Zhao Lian, he has almost cleaned up now.Ink cartridges have already entered a new stage.If Li Yisheng hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have thought of this name easily.

But as long as I think about it, I still grit my teeth with hatred.

"What's wrong?" Xia Qian noticed that his expression was wrong.

"Zhao Lian may be in Yes City." Wen Lin said bitterly.

Xia Qian opened his eyes wide.

Of course he still remembered the name Zhao Lian, and this news also surprised him.

Of course, he was not as excited as Wen Lin.But Wen Lin had been too nervous before, and now he was finally distracted, which made Xia Qian breathe a sigh of relief.

"Then let's look for it." Xia Qian said to the taxi driver, "Don't be in a hurry to go to the place we just mentioned, take us to the city for a stroll."

Faced with such a request, the driver is of course very happy.

"Go find him now?" Wen Lin hesitated, "But we still have something to do...and it's hard to find him like this? He may not really be here."

"When I made an appointment with them before, I only said that it was the last two days, and I haven't had time to set a specific time. So it's okay, it's the same if I go again tomorrow." Xia Qian asked him, "Don't you want to try to find Zhao? Lian?"

Wen Lin thought about it seriously, then nodded vigorously, "Okay, let's look for it first."

Xia Qian patted him on the shoulder.

In this matter, Xia Qian's idea is very simple.

Wen Lin was already nervous enough, he couldn't let Wen Lin keep this matter in mind to go to the negotiating table, he had to find a way for Wen Lin to vent his emotions and try to find a relatively stable mood.As for whether Zhao Lian can be found, it doesn't really matter.Xia Qian didn't think he could find it at first.

In this way, the two of them took a taxi and turned around in various bustling roads in S City for several hours without finding anything.

Wen Lin naturally gritted his teeth at first, staring out the window all the time.But after so many hours, it was impossible for him to be so tense all the time.As Wen Lin's expression gradually became numb, Wen Lin's mood gradually became enlightened.Xia Qian's goal has basically been achieved.

But things are impermanent, and sometimes it's just a coincidence.

Just when Xia Qian felt that it was almost done, and was about to ask the driver to take them to the hotel, a figure flashed past the car window.

Wen Lin saw it clearly at first glance, and his energy suddenly returned.

He slammed against the car window, wishing he could jump out of the window and shouted, "Stop!"

The author has something to say: _(:3∠)_I'm sorry, little angels

Maybe it's because I stayed up late last week, and I've been feeling a little bit wrong lately, and I'm in a bad state

trying to adjust