When it was close to noon, the hot weather became cool. Dark clouds covered the sky of Jianghai City. It seemed that it was going to rain.
"Lingjing is right. Sister Ya Han has been waiting for you for so many years. She has a child. Few people know the bitterness in her heart. You should meet her and Taotao first … When you are not here, I want to see you again. When I see you, I feel that there are so many troubles. I don't know how to solve them in the future. What should we do in the future … Don't elope with Sister Ya Han just because of a headache …"
Coming out of the Dongfang family villa, Shao Tianze separated from Shasha at the corner of the street. He walked along the road and came to a place where there was no one around. Just now, he took something out of his pocket and threw it into the iron fence of the sewer next to him.
The small bottle of fine sand rolled in the air. The moment it was about to hit the ground, Jia Ming pressed his hand down and it suddenly floated in the air. He stood there and thought for a moment. Then, with a swoosh, the bottle of Kongjian Dust flew back into his hand and he stuffed it into his trouser pocket.
After yesterday's matter was solved, Natalie and others came to Yanhuang Awakening as guests. Perhaps it could also symbolize that the relationship between the two sides which had been cold since Yu Shoucang's death four years ago began to warm up again. For Jiaming, he naturally killed two birds with one stone. He met all the people he should meet today and talked about the recent situation in the past four years.
Not to mention the several old classmates who came to send the invitation, in fact, he didn't chat with others for a long time. He met Xiaomeng, thanked her and asked about her future plans. By the way, he made an appointment to have dinner at home in the future. He also greeted Dongfang Lu, Fang Zhitian and others and said that he was safe. Even if Natalie was interested in Jiaming's power, she couldn't just compare notes with him here and chat with him as a normal friend. What really cost Jiaming some time was actually Dongfang Ruo's illness.
Speaking of which, there were some things that went wrong. The reason why Yanhuang Awakening had been desperately searching for the whereabouts of Kong Jian's dust in the past few years was because of the information about Kong Jian's dust that Jiaming had given them.
In fact, the Kongjian Dust was certainly helpful for the study of supernatural abilities, but Jiaming didn't know much about it. As for whether it could cure Dongfang Ruo, he was even more perfunctory.
Since things had developed to this point, he naturally could not run out and confess to others. Dongfang Ruo had woken up once last night and then fell into a deep sleep again. Yanhuang Awakening was still in a state of complete confusion after receiving the Kongjian Dust. Jiaming spent more than an hour to make appropriate treatment for her.
There was no way to treat people with Kong Jian's dust, but Dongfang Ruo's current state was very similar to the state he had experienced before. Both of them had a huge mental strength that caused a huge burden on the body. His illness came fiercely and suddenly. It could kill him at one time, but if he could get through it, everything would be fine. On the other hand, Dongfang Ruo was equivalent to a chronic disease. Years of torture had pushed her body to the edge of collapse.
For Jiaming, who now had a huge supernatural ability, although he was not qualified to be a doctor, he was very familiar with this kind of illness. After pretending to deceive Kong Jian's dust, he had exhausted most of the supernatural ability in the girl's body, making her body more stable. When she woke up, it was estimated that her vision would be partially restored. At least for a certain period of time, she would not need a wheelchair to travel.
The whole treatment process would not be so simple. It would probably take several years or even more than ten years. After all, Jiaming spent a full four years solving his own problem. The problem with the girl's body was caused by mistakes made during the independent exploration of human beings. It had lasted for so long, so of course, it would not be solved in a day or two. According to Jiaming's estimate, it would take about a month every year to stabilize and observe. After the treatment, the ability to clearly see the future would be limited, and she would probably only have a vague premonition.
But at least the girl would be able to survive. After her body recovered, she should be able to experience life like an ordinary person, get married, and have children.
This was not because of Jiaming's secret tricks and restrictions. After all, similar to him, Natalie, and Victoria, they could vaguely sense things that interested them. This was why he was sure that Victoria and the others had left Jianghai.
But to clearly predict the future, it really belonged to the realm of God.
After explaining this matter to Fang Zhitian and the others, although he felt that it was a pity, he was finally glad that his niece's life was saved. Moreover, being able to have a vague judgment of the future was already a great help to decision-makers like him, so he was satisfied.
As for Kong Jian's dust, Jiaming had not yet thought of how to deal with it. If he wanted to produce results with this kind of thing, various human experiments would be indispensable. He naturally did not have any mercy, but the most direct result of a technological advancement would be the turmoil of various forces. When the time came, he was afraid that he would be involved again.
It did not matter if he threw it away, but considering that the vampires were still alive and kicking outside, he kept it as insurance.
If he killed one of them, future conflicts would be unavoidable. Even if he did not want to cause trouble at all, this problem would have to be solved sooner or later.
Thinking about this matter, and then thinking about Ya Han, Lingjing, and Shasha, he got on the bus and went to Ya Han's address. When he got on the bus and went to the address of Ya Han's company, the torrential rain fell quickly.
*****
When the sudden summer rain mixed with the roaring thunder and lightning descended on the city, Ya Han was sitting in a room on the 23rd floor of a building, drinking a cup of green tea and relaxing her tense mind all morning.
Today was a busy day. The reason was that two senior executives of the company were injured and hospitalized because of some accidents that happened in the city last night. It happened that they were responsible for a cooperation project that was officially negotiated and signed today. At the last moment, they had to make up for it in a hurry. In the case of the temporary replacement of senior executives, the negotiation between the two parties was not bad in the morning. Now it depended on the progress in the afternoon. But all these could be finalized.
Originally, she had thought that she would never let the work affect her and Taotao's life. But this time it was too sudden. The cooperation project was also very significant for the company. She finally had time to spare, so the plan to go shopping with Taotao today was postponed. This was one of the few times that she broke her promise in front of Taotao. Fortunately, Taotao was young, but he was very sensible. He just asked to come to the company with his mother to play. When her mother was negotiating downstairs, Taotao was watching cartoons in the office above with the assistant's company.
At noon, the mother and daughter had lunch in the company's canteen. Taotao took a nap in the lounge next to the office. After coaxing her daughter to sleep, Ya Han came out to clear her mind in the little free time.
In fact, the nephrotic syndrome that she had since she was a child was not cured in these years. It was just that in the three years after Jiaming left, with Taotao around, she took care of her body more carefully than before. She often did some gentle exercises, so the disease did not relapse.
The only thing that could be felt was that she was slightly more tired than ordinary people in daily life. Of course, as long as she didn't stay up late like a workaholic, it was not a big problem.
It was more than one o 'clock. The office was quiet. She sat by the window, looking at the dark sky outside and the street where the storm raged. Occasionally, she took a sip of tea.
The effect of the central air conditioner was good. It kept the cool and constant temperature in summer, but it also isolated the nature, so that people couldn't feel the real breath of the raging thunderstorm in the hot summer. She sat for a while, and then she got up and wanted to go to the top floor to have a look. But after catching a glimpse of the clock on the desk, she gave up.
At half past one, it was time to review what they were going to talk about in the afternoon again.
"Jiaming, I'm a little tired recently …"
At present, things were not easy, mainly because her father still had the idea of cultivating her as his successor. In fact, her father must be more tired than her. He had tried his best to take care of her condition. She was sick, and there was Taotao. If she was a healthy man, she would have been trained like an ox now.
She also had some contradictions on her side. She didn't have to be a strong woman, but her father accepted Taotao, so she had to fulfill his wish. It was a tacit understanding between the father and the daughter.
After complaining to the image in her imagination, she turned on the computer, put on the low-degree tortoiseshell glasses, and continued to review the materials. After a while, she pressed the phone on the desk.
"Lan, help me to bring the materials I said in the morning, and the annual report of Huadong last year. I want to see it now."
"OK."
After releasing the intercom key and hearing the assistant's answer, she was immersed in the world of thinking again. She picked up the ballpoint pen and wrote on the draft paper for a while. Then she put the pen on her left ear subconsciously. This action made her figure have an indescribable intellectual beauty.
The man who came in after knocking at the door happened to see this scene. He stood by the door for a while. Just now he came over. Ya Han stretched out her hand to take the materials. Just now, she raised her head in surprise. She stretched out her hand to stroke her messy hair when she was alone, "Oh, Jiajun, you come here?"
"Lan said that you wanted the materials. I know that you probably have enough rest, so I help you to bring them in. By the way, we can talk about the things in the afternoon."
The man in front of the desk smiled and put down the materials. He was one of the deputy managers of the company, named Fu Jiajun. He was a very capable man. This thing happened suddenly, so it was difficult. In the morning, he and Ya Han cooperated to take over the things. Seeing him come in, Ya Han nodded, "Sit down."
"Taotao take a nap?"
"Yes.
Let's talk about the things … In fact, Director Wu has done a good job in the cooperation this time. Most of the negotiations were completed in the morning. But I think the key points are to be discussed in the afternoon. As for the profit distribution of the two parties, they will not be satisfied with the 35% that they have agreed before. I compared the sales situation in Huadong in recent years and the shares of various companies in the same field. This aspect is likely to be a breakthrough … "
Unwilling to talk more about the meaningless things, Ya Han took a pen and drew a comparison curve on the draft paper. She began to discuss the key points in the afternoon with the other party. Fu Jiajun nodded and took out a few pieces of paper from his pocket. What he did was exactly what Ya Han was talking about, "In fact, our ideas are really the same …"
In the past few years, it was not the first time for them to cooperate, so they had a certain tacit understanding. Fu Jiajun's ability was also enough to make him make outstanding achievements in any field. It was a very good thing to have such a powerful partner in the work. But in this matter, Fu Jiajun's homework was obviously deeper than hers. He drew more detailed and persuasive curves on the draft paper while explaining on it. Then he came over to make adjustments on the computer. His expression seemed to be meticulous. But after a while, Ya Han frowned slightly and moved her body to one side. Because it seemed that Fu Jiajun had stood beside her unintentionally. He held the desk with one hand and supported the back of her work chair with the other hand. It seemed that they were quite intimate.
It seemed that Fu Jiajun's action was also quite cautious and tentative.
"Oh … You have always been so sensitive …"
Noticing Ya Han's evasive action, Fu Jiajun laughed. Ya Han shook her head slightly, "I'm sorry. If my misunderstanding has troubled you, I apologize."
"It's not a misunderstanding."
Fu Jiajun took a step back and smiled sincerely, "You know, it's not a misunderstanding. I did fail … It's just a small setback …"
Although she had already given birth to a three-year-old daughter, Yahan had never lacked suitors. She had a family background of hundreds of millions, a beautiful face, a figure that had been maintained for a long time, an intellectual and elegant temperament, the maturity of a mother, the weakness brought about by her illness, and the courage of a strong woman in the business world that she had shown in the past few years. Any one of these factors could form a huge attraction, and when combined together, it was even more fatal.
There were many people who had ideas about her, and there were also many who dared to pursue her. Among them, there were several people who were most favored in the eyes of outsiders. Xu Mo, who had always been infatuated with her, was naturally one of them, and so was Fu Jiajun.
Compared with the gentle and elegant Xu Mo, Fu Jiajun, who climbed to a high position step by step with his own ability, actually had more potential strength. In the company, although he didn't express any opinions in front of Ya Han at present, Zhang Jingan seemed to want to create opportunities for this couple. Fu Jiajun was his right-hand man, and Ya Han was his only daughter. In his opinion, perhaps the combination of this couple could make everything better. He had the hope to have a grandson, Taotao had a father, Ya Han could walk out of the shadow of the past, and the company also had a future.
This kind of acquiescence showed in some very subtle and seemingly reasonable places in the past two years. For example, Just now Fu Jiajun came in with the documents, but the assistant, A Lan, didn't remind him at all. Ya Han was not easy-going in this respect. Since she gave birth to Taotao, and Jiaming was not around her, she attached great importance to her private space. If Zhang Jingan didn't say it, A Lan, who had been with her for several years, wouldn't have such a thing at all. Another example was arranging her and Fu Jiajun together this time. Although it seemed that it was the result of coordination among various departments, it was also the arrangement of Zhang Jingan.
He could react immediately after the accident last night, and then arrange opportunities for them. Her father's ability was really admirable.
For these things, Ya Han probably understood it, but it was impossible for her to react too strongly. On the one hand, these things did come from the needs of work. On the other hand, since he probably showed his intention two years ago and was clearly rejected by Ya Han, although Fu Jiajun didn't give up, he kept probing her with a sense of propriety. Ya Han's position was high, so she rarely arranged things that needed to be contacted between them in daily life. If there was something that had to be done like today, everything was just business. After all, as a capable person, as long as he didn't go too far, Ya Han's character was closed, it was impossible for her to make all the people who liked her go away. What's more, at this stage, it was her father's right to make arrangements for Fu Jiajun. If she had to do something like this, she was really immature. If she couldn't deal with this kind of thing, how could she master the work in the future and deal with all kinds of people?
Of course, no matter how much he restrained himself, every once in a while, Fu Jiajun would use the opportunity to test her or express his intentions. His behavior was very gentlemanly. Even if ordinary women did not accept it, they would only feel happy in their hearts.
Ya Han closed her eyes and frowned. Just now, she opened her eyes after a breath. Her eyes were a little impatient, "I think I have made it very clear. Manager Fu, if you do this again, I can only ask you to go out."
Fu Jiajun nodded and retreated to the other side of the desk, "I don't mean to offend you. Does Taotao's father really leave such a deep impression on you?
Even after such a long time, can it make you so sensitive to other men?
It's natural for you to repel him … I believe that you were absorbed in reading the materials just now. "
"This is my private matter. I don't want to discuss it with irrelevant people."
Fu Jiajun sat down and looked at her. After a while, he said, "Even if he has been dead for several years?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean … Gu Jiaming in the cemetery?
Your former student?
He is Taotao's father? "
Behind the desk, Ya Han suddenly raised her head. Her eyes became serious. Fu Jiajun waved his hands, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh … Don't get me wrong. I didn't follow you. Don't get me wrong …" He paused, "It's useless to follow you. I know the chairman also sent someone to follow you … In the past two years, you have a regular pattern. Every few days, you often disappear for an afternoon or a few hours. You can't hide it in the company. Many times … when something interesting happened to Taotao, or something delicious, or a meaningful day, you always disappear for a few hours. It's useless to follow you. I guess you should have hired a very powerful person to follow you. The chairman also knows this, but … you know, although it's useless to follow you, we are in the same city after all. Last month, a friend of mine saw you in the cemetery. He said that you squatted in front of the tombstone for an afternoon. Later, I confirmed it, and then I confirmed it …"
"That Gu Jiaming is your former student, right? Some people who are familiar with you all know him. You are closer to him than your biological brother and sister. But in other people's eyes, his reputation doesn't seem to be good … Although it's hard to believe, I don't think it's possible for you to visit an irrelevant person often with your current state of mind. He should be Taotao's father. He was in prison in 2000. To be honest, it doesn't match the time when you were pregnant. But the prison was a little vague about it. I think you probably did something … I just don't understand why he is so nice. Just take it as the narrow-mindedness between men …"
These words could be said to be straightforward. Fu Jiajun smiled. After a while, he added another sentence, "Don't worry. I won't tell the chairman. This matter … only I know."
Ya Han looked at him fixedly. Just now she said after a long time, "You are taller than him.
You are more handsome than him.
If you like him, I can also say that you work harder than him.
You are more capable.
You are more responsible.
He never cared about these comments. It's enough to say that he is good in some aspects.
He is my only man. He is Taotao's father … "
"… I love him."
"But he is dead."
"I keep my chastity for him." Ya Han said this sentence without frowning, "Now please go out."
Fu Jiajun looked at the woman in front of him for a long time. Finally, he nodded and stood up. He walked to the door. When he was about to reach the door, he turned back his head, "You are really a good woman. I will spend more time with you … I will still try my best to do the thing in the afternoon. I don't want our private affairs to affect the work. See you later."
The door of the office was closed. Ya Han frowned and continued to deal with the materials on the computer. She summed up what she would say this afternoon in her mind. After more than ten minutes, she looked at the time and walked into the lounge inside. The little girl who was sleeping on the bed just woke up.
At the same time, a bus stopped at the roadside in the rainstorm below the building. The people who got on the bus and got off the bus formed a beautiful scenery on the street with umbrellas. Jiaming ran out of the bus and ran to the roadside eaves. He patted the water stains on his head. Then, he looked up at the company building not far away.
The sky was dark and the rain was falling. Many shops on the roadside were lit up. He walked along the eaves towards the company building. The lightning suddenly flashed, followed by the roaring thunder.
Jiaming stopped at the roadside and walked into a gift shop. After a few minutes, he came out with a white bear plushie which was almost as tall as a person in his hand.
After a while, a man and a bear walked into the building of Zhang's Heavy Industry. Because there was a recruitment notice on the bulletin board outside, the hall on the first floor was quite crowded at this time. The ground was full of water stains. Jiaming, who was holding the white bear, looked around in the hall, and then walked towards the busy reception desk …
When it was close to noon, the hot weather became cool. Dark clouds covered the sky of Jianghai City. It seemed that it was going to rain.
"Lingjing is right. Sister Ya Han has been waiting for you for so many years. She has a child. Not many people know the bitterness in her heart. You should meet her and Taotao first … When you are not here, I want to see you again. When I see you, I feel that there are so many troubles. I don't know how to solve them in the future. What should we do in the future … Don't elope with Sister Ya Han just because of a headache …"
Coming out of the Dongfang family villa, Shao Tianze separated from Shasha at the corner of the street. He walked along the road and came to a place where there was no one around. Just now, he took something out of his pocket and threw it into the iron fence of the sewer next to him.
The small bottle with fine sand was rolling in the air. At the moment when it was about to fall, Jiaming pressed it with his hand and it suddenly floated in the air. He stood there and thought for a while. Then the bottle of Kongjian Dust flew back to his hand and was stuffed into his trouser pocket.
After yesterday's matter was solved, Natalie and others came to Yanhuang Awakening as guests. Perhaps it could also symbolize that the relationship between the two sides, which had been cold since the death of Yu Shoucang four years ago, began to warm up again. For Jiaming, he naturally killed two birds with one stone. He met all the people he should meet today and talked about the recent situation in the past four years.
In fact, he didn't chat with others for a long time. When he met Xiaomeng, he thanked her and asked about her future plans. By the way, he made an appointment to have dinner at his home in the future. He also greeted Dongfang Lu, Fang Zhitian and others and said that he was safe. Even if Natalie was interested in Jiaming's power, she couldn't just compare notes with him here and chat with him as a normal friend. What really made Jiaming spend more time on was actually Dongfang Ruo's illness.
It was helpless to say that some things went wrong. Yanhuang Awakening had been desperately searching for the whereabouts of Kong Jian's Dust in the past few years because of the information about Kong Jian's Dust that Jiaming had once given them.
In fact, Kong Jian's Dust was certainly helpful for the study of supernatural abilities. However, Jiaming didn't know much about it. As for whether it could cure Dongfang Ruo, he was even more perfunctory.
Since things had developed to this point, he naturally couldn't run out and confess to others. After waking up once last night, Dongfang Ruo fell into a deep sleep again. Yanhuang Awakening was still in a state of complete confusion after receiving Kong Jian's Dust. What Jiaming spent more than an hour on was the appropriate treatment for her.
Kong Jian's Dust couldn't cure people, but Dongfang Ruo's current state was very similar to the state he had experienced before. Both of them had a huge mental burden on the body. His illness came fiercely and suddenly. It could kill him at one time, but if he could get through it, he would be fine. On the other hand, Dongfang Ruo was equivalent to having a chronic disease. Years of torture had pushed her body to the edge of collapse.
For Jiaming, who now had a huge supernatural ability, although he couldn't be a qualified doctor, he was very familiar with this kind of illness. After pretending to deceive Kong Jian's Dust, he had exhausted most of the supernatural ability in the girl's body, making her body more stable. After waking up, it was estimated that part of her vision would be restored. At least for a certain period of time, she wouldn't need a wheelchair anymore.
The whole treatment process wouldn't be so simple. It would probably take several years or even more than ten years. After all, Jiaming spent a full four years solving his own problem. The problem with the girl's body was caused by mistakes made during human exploration. It had lasted for so long, so of course, it wouldn't be solved in a day or two. According to Jiaming's estimation, it would take about a month every year to stabilize and observe. After the treatment, the ability to clearly see the future would be limited, and she would probably only have a vague premonition.
But at least the girl would be able to survive. After her body recovered, she should be able to experience life like an ordinary person, get married, and have children.
This wasn't something that Jiaming had done in secret. After all, similar to him, Natalie, and Victoria, they could vaguely sense things that they were interested in. This was why he was sure that Victoria and the others had left Jianghai.
But to clearly deduce the future, it really belonged to the realm of God.
After explaining this matter to Fang Zhitian and the others, although he felt that it was a pity, he was finally glad that his niece's life was saved. What's more, being able to have a vague judgment of the future was already a great help to decision-makers like him. He was content.
As for Kong Jian's Dust, Jiaming hadn't thought about how to deal with it yet. If he wanted to produce results with this kind of thing, various human experiments would be indispensable. He naturally didn't have any mercy, but the most direct result of a technological advancement would be the turmoil of various forces. When the time came, he was afraid that he would be involved again.
It didn't matter if he threw it away, but considering that the vampires were still alive and kicking outside, he kept it as insurance.
If he killed one of them, future conflicts would be inevitable. Even if he didn't want to cause trouble at all, this problem would have to be solved sooner or later.
Thinking about this matter, and then thinking about Ya Han, Lingjing, and Shasha, he got on the bus and went to Ya Han's address. When he got on the bus and went to the address of Ya Han's company, the torrential rain fell quickly.
*****
When the sudden summer rain mixed with the roaring thunder and lightning descended on the city, Ya Han was sitting in a room on the 23rd floor of a building, drinking a cup of green tea and relaxing her tense mind all morning.
Today was a busy day. The reason was that two senior executives of the company were injured and hospitalized because of some accidents that happened in the city last night. It happened that they were responsible for a cooperation project that was officially negotiated and signed today. When things came to a head, they had to make up for it in a hurry. In this kind of temporary replacement of senior executives, the negotiation between the two parties was not bad in the morning. Now it depended on the progress in the afternoon. But all these could be finalized.
Originally, she had thought that she would never let the work affect her and Taotao's life. But this time it was too sudden. The cooperation project was also very significant for the company. She finally had time to spare, so the plan to go shopping with Taotao today was postponed. This was one of the few times that she broke her promise in front of Taotao. Fortunately, Taotao was young, but he was very sensible. He just asked to come to the company with his mother to play. When her mother was negotiating downstairs, Taotao was watching cartoons in the office above with the assistant's company.
At noon, the mother and daughter had lunch in the company's canteen. Taotao took a nap in the lounge next to the office. After coaxing her daughter to sleep, Ya Han came out to clear her mind in this little free time.
In fact, the nephrotic syndrome that she had since she was a child was not cured in these years. It was just that for more than three years after Jiaming left, with Taotao by her side, she took care of her body more carefully than before. She often did some gentle exercises, so the disease did not relapse.
The only thing that could be felt was that she was a little more tired than ordinary people in daily life. Of course, as long as she didn't stay up late like a workaholic, it was not a big problem.
It was more than one o 'clock. The office was quiet. She sat by the window, looking at the dark sky outside and the street where the storm raged. Occasionally, she took a sip of tea.
The effect of the central air conditioner was good. It kept the cool and constant temperature in summer, but it also isolated the nature, so that people couldn't feel the real breath of the raging thunderstorm in the hot summer. She sat for a while, and then she got up and wanted to go to the top floor to have a look. But after catching a glimpse of the clock on the desk, she gave up.
At half past one, it was time to review what they were going to talk about in the afternoon again.
"Jiaming, I'm a little tired recently …"
At present, things were not easy, mainly because her father still had the idea of cultivating her as his successor. In fact, her father must be more tired than her. He had tried his best to take care of her condition. She was sick, and there was Taotao. If she was a healthy man, she would have been trained like an ox now.
She also had some contradictions on her side. She didn't have to be a strong woman, but her father accepted Taotao, so she had to fulfill his wish. It was a tacit understanding between the father and the daughter.
After complaining to the image in her imagination, she turned on the computer, put on the low-degree tortoiseshell glasses, and continued to review the materials. After a while, she pressed the phone on the desk.
"Lan, help me to bring the materials I said in the morning, and the annual report of Huadong last year. I want to see it now."
"OK."
After releasing the intercom key and hearing the assistant's answer, she was immersed in the world of thinking again. She picked up the ballpoint pen and wrote on the draft paper for a while. Then she put the pen on her left ear subconsciously. This action made her figure have an indescribable intellectual beauty.
The man who came in after knocking at the door happened to see this scene. He stood by the door for a while. Just now he came over. Ya Han stretched out her hand to take the materials. Just now, she raised her head in surprise. She stretched out her hand to stroke her messy hair when she was alone, "Oh, Jiajun, you come here?"
"Lan said that you wanted the materials. I know that you probably have enough rest, so I help you to bring them in. By the way, we can talk about the things in the afternoon."
The man in front of the desk smiled and put down the materials. He was one of the deputy managers of the company, named Fu Jiajun. He was a very capable man. This thing happened suddenly, so it was difficult. In the morning, he and Ya Han cooperated to take over the things. Seeing him come in, Ya Han nodded, "Sit down."
"Taotao take a nap?"
"Yes.
Let's talk about the things … In fact, Director Wu has done a good job in the cooperation this time. Most of the negotiations were completed in the morning. But I think the key points are to be discussed in the afternoon. As for the profit distribution of the two parties, they will not be satisfied with the 35% that they agreed before. I compared the sales situation in Huadong in recent years and the shares of various companies in the same field. This aspect is very likely to be a breakthrough … "
Unwilling to talk more about the meaningless things, Ya Han took a pen and drew a comparison curve on the draft paper. She began to discuss the key points in the afternoon with the other party. Fu Jiajun nodded and took out a few pieces of paper from his pocket. What he did was exactly what Ya Han was talking about, "In fact, our ideas are really the same …"
In the past few years, it was not the first time for them to cooperate, so they had a certain tacit understanding. Fu Jiajun's ability was also enough to make him make outstanding achievements in any field. It was a very good thing to have such a powerful partner in the work. But in this matter, Fu Jiajun's homework was obviously deeper than hers. He drew more detailed and persuasive curves on the draft paper while explaining on it. Then he came over to make adjustments on the computer. His expression seemed to be meticulous. But after a while, Ya Han frowned slightly and moved her body to one side. Because it seemed that Fu Jiajun had stood beside her unintentionally. He held the desk with one hand and supported the back of her work chair with the other hand. It seemed that they were quite intimate.
It seemed that Fu Jiajun's action was also quite cautious and tentative.
"Oh … You have always been so sensitive …"
Noticing Ya Han's evasive action, Fu Jiajun laughed. Ya Han shook her head slightly, "I'm sorry. If my misunderstanding has troubled you, I apologize."
"It's not a misunderstanding."
Fu Jiajun took a step back and smiled sincerely, "You know, it's not a misunderstanding. I did fail … It's just a small setback …"
Although she had already given birth to a three-year-old daughter, Ya Han had never lacked suitors. She had a family background of hundreds of millions, a beautiful face, a body that had been maintained for a long time, an intellectual and elegant temperament, the maturity of a mother, the weakness brought about by her illness, and the courage of a strong woman in the business world that she had shown in the past few years. Any one of these factors could form a huge attraction, and when combined together, it was even more fatal.
There were many people who had ideas about her, and there were also many who dared to pursue her. Among them, there were several people who were most favored in the eyes of outsiders. Xu Mo, who had always been infatuated with her, was naturally one of them, and so was Fu Jiajun.
Compared with the gentle and elegant Xu Mo, Fu Jiajun, who climbed to a high position step by step with his own ability, actually had more potential strength. In the company, although he didn't express any opinions in front of Ya Han at present, Zhang Jingan seemed to want to create opportunities for this couple. Fu Jiajun was his right-hand man, and Ya Han was his only daughter. In his opinion, perhaps the combination of this couple could make everything better. He had the hope to have a grandson, Taotao had a father, Ya Han could walk out of the shadow of the past, and the company also had a future.
This kind of acquiescence showed in some very subtle and seemingly reasonable places in the past two years. For example, Just now Fu Jiajun came in with the documents, but the assistant, A Lan, didn't remind him at all. Ya Han was not easy-going in this respect. Since she gave birth to Taotao, and Jiaming was not around her, she attached great importance to her private space. If Zhang Jingan didn't say it, A Lan, who had been with her for several years, wouldn't have such a thing at all. Another example was arranging her and Fu Jiajun together this time. Although it seemed that it was the result of coordination among various departments, it was also the arrangement of Zhang Jingan.
He could react immediately after the accident last night, and then arrange opportunities for them. Her father's ability was really admirable.
For these things, Ya Han probably understood it, but she couldn't make too strong a reaction. On the one hand, these things did come from the needs of work. On the other hand, since he probably showed his intention two years ago and was clearly rejected by Ya Han, although Fu Jiajun didn't give up, he also kept a sense of propriety to test her. Ya Han's position was high, so she rarely arranged things that needed to be contacted by both sides. If there was something like today that had to be done, everything was just business. After all, as a capable person, as long as he didn't go too far, Ya Han's character was closed, it was impossible for her to make all the people who liked her leave. What's more, at this stage, it was her father's right to make arrangements for Fu Jiajun. If she had to do something like this, she was really immature. If she couldn't deal with this kind of thing, how could she master the work in the future and deal with all kinds of people?
Of course, even if she restrained herself, every once in a while, Fu Jiajun would make such a test or signal as a reminder. His behavior was very gentlemanly. Even if ordinary women didn't accept it, they would only be happy in their hearts.
Ya Han closed her eyes and frowned. Just now, she opened her eyes after a breath. Her eyes were a little impatient, "I think I have made it very clear. Manager Fu, if you do this again, I can only ask you to leave."
Fu Jiajun nodded and retreated to the other side of the desk, "I don't mean to offend you. Does Taotao's father really leave such a deep impression on you?
Even after such a long time, can you be so sensitive to other men?
It's natural for you to reject him … I believe that you were very absorbed in reading the materials just now. "
"This is my personal business. I don't want to discuss it with irrelevant people."
Fu Jiajun sat down and looked at her. After a while, he said, "Even if he has been dead for several years?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean … Gu Jiaming in the cemetery?
Your former student?
He is Taotao's father? "
Behind the desk, Ya Han suddenly raised her head, and her eyes became serious. Fu Jiajun waved his hands, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh … Don't get me wrong. I didn't follow you. Don't get me wrong …" He paused, "It's useless to follow you. I know that the chairman also sent someone to follow you … In the past two years, you have a regular pattern. Every few days, you often disappear for an afternoon or a few hours. You can't hide it from others in the company. Many times … when something interesting happened to Taotao, or something delicious, or a meaningful day, you always disappear for a few hours. It's useless to follow you. I guess you should have hired a very powerful person to follow you. The chairman also knows this, but … you know, although it's useless to follow you, we are in the same city after all. Last month, a friend of mine saw you in the cemetery. He said that you squatted in front of the tombstone for an afternoon. Later, I confirmed it, and then I confirmed it …"
"That Gu Jiaming is your former student, right? Some people who are familiar with you all know him. You are closer to him than biological siblings. But in other people's eyes, his reputation is not very good … Although it's hard to believe, I don't think you often go to the place of an irrelevant person with your current state of mind. He should be Taotao's father. He was in prison in 2000. To be honest, it doesn't match the time when you were pregnant. But the prison was a little vague about it. I think you probably did something … I just don't understand why he is so good to you. Just take it as the narrow-mindedness between men …"
These words could be said to be open and aboveboard. Fu Jiajun smiled. After a while, he added another sentence, "Don't worry, I won't tell the chairman. This matter … only I know."
Ya Han looked at him fixedly. Just now she said after a long time, "You are taller than him.
You are more handsome than him.
If you like him, I can also say that you work harder than him.
You are more capable.
You are more responsible.
He never cared about these comments. It's enough for him to be good in some aspects.
He is the only man I have. He is Taotao's father … "
"… I love him."
"But he is already dead."
"I keep my chastity for him." Ya Han said this sentence without frowning, "Now please go out."
Fu Jiajun looked at the woman in front of him for a long time. Finally, he nodded and stood up. He walked to the door. When he was about to reach the door, he turned back his head, "You are really a good woman. I will spend more time with you … I will try my best to do the thing in the afternoon. I don't want to affect the work because of our private affairs. See you later."
The door of the office was closed. Ya Han frowned and continued to deal with the materials on the computer. She summarized what she would say this afternoon in her mind. After more than ten minutes, she looked at the time and walked into the lounge inside. The little girl who was sleeping on the bed just woke up.
At the same time, a bus stopped at the roadside in the rainstorm below the building. The people who got on the bus and got off the bus formed a beautiful scenery on the street with umbrellas. Jiaming ran out of the bus and ran to the roadside eaves. He patted the water stains on his head. Then, he looked up at the company building not far away.
The sky was dark, and the rain was falling. Many shops on the roadside were lit up. He walked along the eaves towards the company building. The lightning suddenly flashed, followed by the roaring thunder.
Jiaming stopped at the roadside and walked into a gift shop. After a few minutes, he came out with a white bear plushie which was almost as tall as a person in his hands.
After a while, a man and a bear walked into the building of Zhang's Heavy Industry. Because there was a recruitment notice on the bulletin board outside, the hall on the first floor was quite crowded at this time. The ground was full of water stains. Jiaming, who was holding the white bear, looked around in the hall, and then walked towards the busy reception desk …
*****
About the latest update, I remember a professional writer told me not long ago that if I wrote based on my feelings and always stayed at home to write web novels, it would be a waste sooner or later. I already had some clues in this regard. I wanted to finish writing Invikill in one go and rest for a month or two, but I didn't expect it to be so fast.
Simply put, it was a problem of not having any feelings. I only had ideas in my head, and Invikill was in its final stages. I had basically thought of all the clues, but most of the time, I knew what I wanted to write, but I just didn't have any feelings for it. I was unable to finish it in one go, and after I finished writing it, it would feel dry. Recently, my drafts had been split into two parts, the "main draft" and the "supplementary draft". The "supplementary draft" consisted of many incomplete paragraphs, unlike the previous drafts where a few thousand words would be wasted at once. These were all wasted paragraphs. Back then, I had written them out, but later on, I felt that there was no need, that it was too dry, or that it shouldn't have appeared so early, so I couldn't bear to delete them.
So … to put it roughly, I'm really at a low point now. I've been forcing myself to write, and it's very painful to find the feeling. I basically sit in front of the computer every day, unable to write anything. There's no meaning in doing anything, and I feel like I haven't completed the task. This cycle has trapped me to death. If I can't write anything, I can't relax, and if I can't relax, I can't write anything … This will probably continue for a while, and I hope it won't be too long. No matter what, I really hope to write more in one go, and that's it …