Chapter 35: It's so hard to be a social animal, I really want to politely pry him open when I

Chapter 35: It's so hard to be a social animal, I really want to politely pry him open when I

"This is our company's operations director, Hu/Director."

Ye Ying smiled decently and nodded: "Hello, Director Hu."

...Damn it!

You old fox actually have two faces? !

Aren't you the number one female model? ! Why do you still work as a director of operations? !

You can't change all the employees in this company, right? !

Hu Fengyao smiled gently and leaned back in the chair very relaxedly. He wears a pair of glasses with wooden frames, which have an inexplicably unique texture in a low-key manner.

It has to be said that this look conceals his usual slackness, making him look a lot more restrained. He was born well, and now he is more free and elegant.

... No wonder the female colleagues in their company almost stared straight.

Ye Ying restrained her head full of complaints, ignored the frenzied swiping of the screen in the work group to let her secretly take pictures, calmed down and worked hard.

I have to say that every meeting with Yan You takes half a day. It was the same this time, after the meeting, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon.

Naturally, it was another dinner, Ye Ying didn't want to go at first, but how could the director let her go?

Ye Ying smiled gently on the surface, and she had already cursed hundreds of words in her heart that would be blocked by Lujiang. Zhou Zhirui made such a mess in the morning, and she was so annoyed that she could survive until now because of her professionalism.

If you want her to sit in the same car as him and breathe the same air, it is better to kill her, right now.

Ye Ying looked at Zhou Zhirui's car, and the director opened the door and frowned and called her: "Xiao Ye, hurry up!"

It seems that there is no way out, Ye Ying sighed. Just as he was about to bite the bullet and get in the car, suddenly there was the sound of a car behind him.

When Ye Ying turned her head, she saw a silver-gray coupe parked in front of her eyes. Hu Fengyao waved: "Mr. Zhou, your car is too crowded, let Miss Ye take my car."

Ye Ying: "..."

This is really a wolf before a tiger, no, a fox.

But now she would rather choose Hu Fengyao than risk Zhou Zhirui's car - who knows what amazing words this guy will say again!

The director is a gossip queen, she doesn't want to be the talk in the tea room of her colleagues!

So Ye Ying pretended to be "wouldn't it be too much trouble for Hu/Director" while pretending to be reserved, and at the same time jumped into his car with lightning speed.

Hu Fengyao: "..."

The mouth is troublesome, but the body is very honest.

Sitting in the co-pilot, Ye Ying finally let out a sigh of relief.

...then, she regretted it.

She was the only one in Hu Fengyao's car. Once the window was closed, the two of them were in a confined space.

He drove slowly, but fortunately it was not a rush hour. Ye Ying watched helplessly as Boss Yan You's car passed them and gradually moved away.

Ye Ying was directly stressed to the highest alert level. Based on the past experience of contacting Hu Fengyao, this guy has a special way of responding.

What's more, he still has a bad habit of listening to the wall, and he doesn't know how much he listened to Zhou Zhirui's talk with her in the morning.

Ye Ying tensed her nerves, ready to fight at any time.

Surprisingly, Hu Fengyao didn't say anything.

Soon they arrived at the place to eat, and there was another business exchange. The only good thing is that Zhou Zhirui is acquainted with Yan You's boss, so there is a lot less persuading and toasting.

This is also one of the reasons why Ye Yingming knew that Zhou Zhirui was the boss and stayed in the company - the company has a good atmosphere, there is no such terrible wine table culture, and female employees will not be allowed to accompany drinks.

Otherwise, as the project leader this time, she is probably doomed.

The two bosses exchanged glasses of wine and chatted happily, and the people on both sides were also happy, and the atmosphere on the wine table was good.

After drinking for three rounds, even if there was no persuasion, Ye Ying drank a few glasses due to the atmosphere. She smiled and chatted with Party A's fathers, then got up and went to the bathroom.

This is a small well-known high-end restaurant. If it weren't for Zhou Zhirui's connections, even if they came at the wrong time, they wouldn't be able to book a box at all.

Ye Ying came out of the bathroom and was in no hurry to go back.

She was a little hot from drinking now, so she decided to take a breath outside first.

Outside the private room on the third floor is a corridor, and the other side is completely open. Holding the railing and looking down, you can see the quiet garden in the inner courtyard of the restaurant.

This is a Chinese restaurant, and the garden is also designed according to the Suzhou garden style. There is also a waterscape in the middle, with white koi swimming around, like silver light shuttling among the soft green catfish. The spring color is smudged, and the breeze sends fresh wood air lingering on the nose.

Ye Ying was a little fascinated by the vitality of this area. She turned her head inadvertently, and saw Zhou Zhirui at the other end of the corridor.

All of a sudden, the good and relaxed mood disappeared.

She nodded perfunctorily, sighed inwardly, straightened up, and prepared to go back to the box.

"sorry."

Unexpectedly, she had just taken two steps when she heard such a sentence.

Ye Ying's footsteps stopped, and her mind was in a trance.

The only time she heard Zhou Zhirui say this was six years ago.

It rained cats and dogs that night, thunder and lightning flashed, and the effect of broken love was full. The overseas phone signal was not good, and she heard his voice intermittently coming from there.

"Yes... right..."

Ye Ying hung up the phone before he finished speaking.

She kept hanging up the phone in the room for a long time, and the wind and rain slapped wildly on the window glass.

Four years of love, three years of perseverance in a foreign relationship, in the end only a sentence of sorry was left unsaid.

Ye Ying rushed to the balcony before the tears flowed down, wrapped in wind and rain, crying hoarsely under the thunder: "Ah—"

Before she finished shouting, a piece of torn newspaper flew from nowhere and covered her face wetly.

Ye Ying: "..."

The memories faded, and she looked at the man in front of her with a complicated expression.

Ye Ying didn't know whether his apology was for the inappropriate behavior of the hot pot restaurant that day, or for the shocking speech he made at the company in the morning. Just when she was distracted, Zhou Zhirui walked up to her with long legs.

He is a few centimeters shorter than Huang Xize, but he is also 1.82 meters. Coupled with his handsome appearance, Zhou Zhirui was a grassroots figure in the university. After so many years, the years seem to have left little change on him.

On the contrary, because of his successful career, he added a bit of the charm and bearing of a mature man.

But now at this distance, this kind of demeanor has become a sense of oppression, making Ye Ying have to look up at him.

And Zhou Zhirui lowered his eyes, seeing Ye Ying being shrouded by his own shadow, a secret sense of joy rose in his heart inexplicably.

— as if some strange possessiveness had been satisfied.

He asked: "Yingying, can we really not start over?"

Ye Ying: "...?"

She opened her mouth in astonishment, she really wanted to politely pry open Zhou Zhirui's little head, to see if the brain inside was as big as a pine nut.

Not to mention the past where the two of them were torn apart, and not to mention that she is clearly married.

With everything that happened...how could he say such things to her with a shy face? !

How dare he? !

Zhou Zhirui was afraid that he had eaten something dirty, but he was able to say this kind of speech with cerebral palsy!

Ye Ying stared at Zhou Zhirui dumbfounded, her eight-core brain was running fast—calculating her savings. Damn, I just bought a house desperately, and I really don't have much room left.

Otherwise, she really wants to resign!

Ye Ying shed lasagna tears in her heart, but she didn't show a single tear on her face. She knew very well that Zhou Zhirui's brain circuit was not normal now, so she was too lazy to talk to him, so she turned around and left.

But Zhou Zhirui instantly stood up straight and took a step forward. With a stretch of his arm, he brushed against the tip of Ye Ying's nose and pressed against the wall, blocking her way.

He looked down at her, a crack was finally torn from the polite skin under the catalysis of alcohol, revealing the aggressive hunter essence.

Ye Ying's expression also turned cold, contrasting sharply with the burning anger that kept rising.

The anger that had been suppressed by her social animal instinct and his status as the boss, the unwilling but had to endure.

Adults are not forced by life, and Ye Ying is no exception. She thought that she could endure working hard under the shadow of her ex-boyfriend in order to make a living, but she only found out today that it was just because her bottom line hadn't been repeatedly crossed by him.

Not to be outdone, she stared into Zhou Zhirui's eyes. Anger accompanied by the smell of alcohol, or mixed with the resentment that she had deliberately forgotten for many years, made her want to rub his self-righteous face on the ground regardless.

The two were staring at each other, when suddenly a pleasant male voice came from behind with a smile.

"Mr. Zhou, sexual harassment in the workplace is illegal."

Ye Ying was so focused on killing Zhou Zhirui, she didn't even notice the person standing behind her. Startled, she suddenly turned her head, and her bundled hair scraped the collarbone of the person behind her.

Hu Fengyao had a gentle smile, but he confronted Zhou Zhirui faintly across Ye Ying, and his aura was not at all inferior.

He slightly raised his hand and shook the phone in his hand, the picture was frozen on Ye Ying's back.

——I don’t know when, he actually recorded the dispute between the two of them!

Although Hu Fengyao, who was wearing glasses, looked a bit like a handsome young man, his gestures still showed a sense of cynicism. There was a careless smile on the corner of his mouth: "Stalking and stalking will make you look very unmannered."

Zhou Zhirui took a deep look at him.

He didn't say anything more - Hu Fengyao was right, it would really be shameful if he was still reluctant at this moment.

So he withdrew his hand, turned and left.

It wasn't until his back disappeared around the corner that Ye Ying breathed out a foul breath and rolled his eyes.

Hu Fengyao looked at her with a funny face, but now he didn't hurt her like usual: "I saved your life, don't you thank me?"

Ye Ying looked up at him, annoyed: "Show you can? I can take care of him if you don't come."

Hu Fengyao folded his arms leisurely and leaned against the wall: "I know."

He saw that Ye Ying's sandbag-sized fist was already clenched: "That's why I said I saved your life, otherwise you would have been turned away to the police station now."

Ye Ying: "..."

What you said really makes sense.

I don't know if it's because of Hu Fengyao's help, but it's rare for Ye Ying not to argue with him. She slid against the wall and squatted on the ground in an imageless manner.

The anger just now subsided, but the smell of alcohol rose up a little. The brain is belatedly a little dizzy, but only a little.

I can't talk about being drunk, at most it is a little drunk, which is still within the controllable range. It's more about the exhaustion of being a social animal—after Zhou Zhirui's visit, she really wanted to go home regardless.

But how could the world of adults be so willful, Ye Ying sighed inwardly, and could only let herself be here for a while.

The people around were silent for a few seconds, and then footsteps sounded, and they gradually moved away.

Ye Ying didn't bother to care about him, her eyes were blank in a daze. In the afternoon of spring, there is silence, only the rustling of leaves. Occasionally, a breeze passed by, slightly shaking the hair on the side of her face.

After an unknown amount of time, footsteps broke the silence like stagnant water, walking towards her step by step.

Ye Ying raised her head, her usually bright eyes were clouded by mist at this moment because of her slight drunkenness, and she greeted without thinking: "Hey, Sao Fox."

Hu Fengyao: "..."

He bit his cheek, forcing himself to ignore the urge to turn around and leave.

Hu Fengyao is wearing a loose slanted top today. The Chinese style design looks free and easy, but on his shoulder is carrying a women's bag with thin straps—Ye Ying's.

He pulled Ye Ying's wrist roughly, pulling her up like a green onion: "Go, I'll take you back."