Chapter 141
At the end of the board meeting, Wang Shao stopped by the door of the conference room and glanced at Zheng An who was complacent: "Do you still think he is the previous Yan Xueyiao?"
"If it wasn't for me, he wouldn't be able to go back to the country now." Zheng An didn't take Wang Shao's words to heart, "Even if he sits in that position, he won't be able to sit still if he doesn't call me Uncle Zheng."
Wang Shao shook his head and left. How could Yan Zhao's son be willing to be a puppet? If he guessed correctly, Yan Xueyiao was not trapped in a foreign country, but returned home after preparation.
And A Pei, who came to Huaguo for the first time, got into the car. He stared at Yancheng outside the window and asked curiously, "Where are you going?"
The man's face is hidden in the shadows, and it is not clear to see, only the outline of the mandible is drawn: "Yan Da."
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After the opening ceremony, Shen Chi walked to the dormitory with his luggage. The seats in the dormitory were allocated in advance. He lived in the last room on the fourth floor. There were only three people living in the dormitory, and the other person had not arrived yet.
He didn't bring much luggage, but there were especially a lot of gifts in the suitcase. Shi Liang had to stuff him a big bag of oranges when they parted at the public station.
As if afraid that he would not eat well, Zhuang's mother even put a lunch box in his box, and sealed a strip of bacon in a fresh-keeping bag, and he silently hung the bacon in the wind.
When he was putting his luggage, a man came over to say hello: "Hello, my name is Zhao Ran, and I'm your roommate."
"Shen Chi."
He spoke softly.
Zhao Ran looked at Shen Chi's worthless luggage, the most valuable one was an outdated laptop, and couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you from Yancheng?"
He grew up in Yancheng, and he couldn't say that the classmates around him were all rich, but it was the first time he had seen someone who was so poor that he brought his own bacon to school.
The boy paused and replied, "People from the border town."
Looking at Shen Chi's flamboyant red hair, Zhao Ran didn't dare to strike up a conversation again. His impression of Biancheng was always the high crime rate in the news. Although he wouldn't look at people with tinted glasses, he still put out his interest.
It was already nine o'clock in the evening when Shen Chi finished packing. The freshman class will start tomorrow, and there will be a light show at the Academy of Fine Arts tonight.
He was exhausted for a day and had no interest in watching the exhibition, but Zhuangzhou asked him to take pictures, and the young man walked to the light show by himself.
The lakeside in the dark was covered with paper lights, the thin paper body swayed in the night wind, and the lake surface seemed to be stained with broken gold.
He didn't like places with too many people. He stepped on the brightly lit bridge and walked to the depths of the quiet lake. The light and darkness gradually overlapped, and it was so quiet that only the sound of the wind could be heard.
Suddenly, he heard someone calling his name behind him, the tone was familiar and unfamiliar: "Shen Chi."
The wind in his ears stopped for a moment, the world seemed to be suddenly quiet, the young man turned around slowly, his head was slightly lowered, and the first thing he saw was—
Man with red rope around his wrist.
Chapter 77
Shen Chi's heart jumped violently, and a young man in a clean white shirt emerged from the bottom of his heart. After only a few seconds, a century passed, and he slowly raised his head.
The man is wearing a tailored suit, dark dark tie and cold cufflinks that make him look more mature and stable, exuding a strong sense of strangeness.
He squeezed his hands tightly, and before Yan Xuexiao could say anything, he said, "You want to say what happened during that time, right?"
"Understandable."
He didn't tell a lie. In the last days of his senior year of high school, he endorsed and did questions day and night. The scratch paper filled half of the room.
When he said this sentence, the clenched hand loosened, as if letting go of his past self.
He noticed that Yan Xuexiao's eyes stopped on his empty wrist, and he explained calmly, "It was just for fun, so I don't wear it any longer."
At that time, there was only Yan Xuexiao by his side, and it was inevitable to have a ignorant feeling. Shen Chi took a few pictures of the lights in the distance: "I'm going back to the dormitory, and I have class tomorrow."
"I send you."
The man said lightly.
"No." He pushed back.
But Yan Xueyiao was still walking behind him. Compared with the past, she couldn't resist. Feeling the burning gaze from behind him, he was looking at him inch by inch, and he bravely walked forward.
On the way back to the dormitory building, I heard someone say at the door of the girls' dormitory next door: "Now boys love to send people back to the dormitory, even freshmen."
Although he wasn't talking about them, Shen Chi still picked up the pace. Before parting, he stopped and wanted to turn around to say goodbye. After thinking about it, there was no need to say goodbye, and he went upstairs without saying a word.
A Pei behind the two had a hard time expressing his feelings in his poor Chinese. Yan Xueyiao seemed happy and unhappy at the same time, but he had never seen Yan Xueyiao look at someone so tenderly.
He received a call, walked over to Yan Xueyiao and asked, "Zheng An asked you to meet, do you want to go?"
Yan Xueyiao looked at the boy's back with a gloomy mood, and when she heard Ah Pei's words, she turned her eyes away and walked into the darkness.
Shen Chi turned around, Yan Xueyiao had already left, he breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that the person he had been looking forward to appeared in front of him, his first reaction was not to be happy, but to escape.
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"Luo Shu has held the Yan family for nearly a year, and he is finally willing to return the power." One of the people on the table stood up and carefully toasted, "Can Xue Xiao drink at the bar?"