C6 What Does That Have to Do with It

After passing through the two traffic lights in silence, Lee Yan spoke casually as my anxiety was about to overflow. Which university did you graduate from?"

He sank into the big, soft seat of the Land Rover. Through the mottled light, I saw Lee Yan's calmness. I was a little dispirited. "I didn't go to college."

Lee Yan slowed down. "Why?"

I didn't know how to answer this seemingly simple but complicated question. Lee Yan added. "I'm just asking. If you don't want to answer, you don't have to answer."

Or I should admit it. I'm just an ordinary aunt. The difference between me and an ordinary girl is that I've always been a little sensitive and lacking in love. This sort of situation has almost made most of my personality. I'm afraid that while I'm being denied, as long as someone treats me slightly better, I'll be thrown away. I would have been able to dig my heart out of my lungs.

I was more willing to believe that Lee Yan's so-called "along the way" this time was just an excuse that he derived to make it easier for him to act cool. He saw that it was getting late, so he decided to give it to me.

His heart relaxed and softened. My words also opened. I said frankly and calmly, "I felt that the college entrance exam wasn't good, and the tuition fees were too expensive. I couldn't afford it, so I came out."

Lee Yan suddenly frowned deeply. His eyes, which were as bright as the stars, were now dark and astringent as the dark pool water. His breath became hurried. "Do you mean that you did not do well in the exam, or did something happen to you before the college entrance exam, which caused you to lose?"

Because of his words, I was suddenly dragged back to the summer that made me panic and experience the ugliness and cruelty of human nature. I needed to put my hands on my temples in order to ensure that I could stay here safely and not fall into that darkness again, unable to extricate myself. When I opened my mouth again, my voice was already hoarse, "If I didn't do well in the exam, then I just didn't do well. There's nothing to say."

There was a strange look on Lee Yan's face. He was silent for a long time before he said, "Alright, this topic ends here."

Seeing that the atmosphere had become inexplicably awkward, I really wanted to break this stalemate. However, I, who claimed to be able to talk, felt as if someone had pinched my throat at this moment. I was stunned and could not say a word.

In the end, it was Lee Yan who opened his mouth again. "You came out to make handbags after you graduated from high school?"

I shook my head. "No. At first, I was working in a leather factory in Baoan Xixiang. At that time, I had a fellow villager from the design department. I was quite interested at that time. He was also willing to teach me. Later, when he left the factory, he recommended me to the design department. I didn't work for long, and the factory's performance wasn't good. The bit of money he gave me couldn't motivate me to work hard, so I resigned and did it myself. "

The focus was rather strange. Lee Yan suddenly asked, "That fellow from your hometown, is he a man?"

"Yes," I said.

Alright, "he said. I don't know my answer either. Isn't it a little too short? Anyway, I'm talking to death again.

Silence. Lee Yan pulled the car to the side of the road as I pointed. The car was tall. I only got out after a few twists and turns. I looked at him and said, "Mr. Lee, thank you."

Lee Yan lit a cigarette quickly. "Okay."

A person like me, who was usually so casual that he did not have a proper shape, could see my reserved smile reflected in the window of the car. "Then I'll be leaving."

After spitting out a series of smoke, Lee Yan's face, which had clear veins, was covered in a blur. He had a faint smile. "Are you sure you don't need to invite me to have a cup of coffee at home?"

I could not take his words. "You can forget about it. I don't even have a bottle of mineral water, let alone coffee. You can go and drink a hammer. "

There was a slight crease between his brows. Lee Yan tilted me. "You don't have to give me back my clothes. You can keep them or throw them away."

He quickly rolled up the window and left.

Seeing him gradually disappearing into the night, I rubbed the corners of my eyes with my hands. I suddenly laughed like a retard.

After washing that set of clothes over and over again and hanging them in places where the rain couldn't drift, I was once again unable to sleep after I finished all the chores. It was already 3: 00 in the morning. My brain was still playing every picture I had with him in turn.

After I closed my eyes for a while, the sky was already bright, so I could only get up from my fatigue and start preparing the samples.

The address Lee Yan gave me was at the Wan Tong Building around Cai House. It was not too far away from the grasslands. I saw that the sky was showing signs of clearing up. In order to save the bus fare of four dollars, I gritted my teeth and went out on my bicycle.

I stopped the car at the entrance of a small shop. When I was carrying a sack of bags to take the elevator, I happened to bump into Lee Yan again.

He was wearing a shirt and pants. He was exceptionally tall and straight. He looked at me slightly. He didn't say anything and just frowned.

I must have been possessed by a ghost. In the past, if I was in a bad situation in front of anyone, I would have had countless poisonous chicken soup to brainwash me. But now, I am ashamed. I was secretly annoyed that I had a problem riding a car and was sweating all over. That was why I held my throat and felt dry. "Good morning, Mr. Lee."

Lee Yan looked away and said in a low voice, "Okay."

The elevator door opened and I ducked into it. Lee Yan pressed the number on the floor.

They came out of the eighth floor together. Before I could take the initiative to talk to the front desk, Lee Yan had already said, "Liu, has Director Zhang arrived at the company yet?"

The girl called Xiao Liu was very respectful. "Director Li, Director Zhang arrived at the office five minutes ago."

Lee Yan turned around and pointed at me. "Take her to Director Zhang's office."

I couldn't sleep last night, so I took my phone and looked at the name card Lee Yan gave me. Of course, I knew the Director Zhang he was talking about was Zhang Shichi. He was the purchasing director.

I thanked Lee Yan in a mosquito like voice. I followed Xiao Liu for a long time before I finally knocked on Zhang Shichi's door.

Zhang Shichi seemed to be around Lee Yan's age. Even his character was on par with Lee Yan.

He was picky and mean. Zhang Shichi picked up a random sample bag from the sample bag I brought and asked, "Such a low quality thing. How much are you selling it for?"

I was holding back my internal injuries. It's normal. "Depending on the material and craftsmanship, it depends on the degree of difficulty. For example, this one in Director Zhang's hand costs 305 yuan."

Zhang Shichi glanced at me and threw the bag back into the sack. Forgive me for being blunt, but you are selling these things for 30 yuan. They are extremely expensive. If you sell these things at a stall for 9 RMB or 9 RMB, I think someone would complain. " You want to sell them to the Wan Jia at such a high price? Are you kidding me? "

Everyone said that only those who wanted to buy the goods would complain that the goods were not good, but Zhang Shichi was clearly looking down on them. I thought that these handmade bags were not cheap enough to be sold in a street stall. Looking at his arrogant face, I couldn't be bothered to argue with him about how good my things were. After all, I'm not so free to find light for a blind man.

Bending down, I quickly pulled the scattered bags into the sack. I felt that facing a person without any manners, I should use my good self-restraint to slap his face. Thus, I smiled. "I should not disturb or waste Director Zhang's precious time."

Holding my anger, I clenched my teeth and lifted the gunny sack onto my shoulder. Just as I was about to leave, Zhang Shichi's phone suddenly rang.

Giving me a pause signal, Zhang Shichi put down his phone and said, "Leave the sample. I will have a buyer to contact you in a few days."

He was a little confused. My voice was a little soft. "The price I mentioned just now is the lowest I can accept. I have already given Director Zhang the lowest price..."

"I didn't say I was going to bet on you."

Zhang Shichi put a cigarette in his mouth. He looked down at me. "What is your relationship with Lee Yan?"

He was stunned for a few seconds. I realized that Zhang Shichi must have picked up Lee Yan's phone not long ago. Of course, his change was also related to Lee Yan. There was a strange feeling rising in my heart. I answered in a hurry, "I am a cook aunt in Mr. Lee's house."

"Cooking aunt?"

Zhang Shichi sounded skeptical. His eyes swept across my body. There was a faint smile on his rigid face. "I understand. You can go now."

Zhang Shichi's meaningful smile made me feel uncomfortable, but I am not bored enough yet. Like a person who had only met me once picking leaves and climbing sticks to analyze my relationship with Lee Yan, I let him think whatever he wanted.

After leaving Zhang Shichi's office, I saw that my face was gray. I went to the washroom to wash up. When I came out, I happened to meet a girl who looked capable and agile on the phone. I didn't have the heart to hear that she was looking for etiquette or something. She even booked lunch for 400 yuan a day.

In my current situation, I have to stay at home every day to draw drawings and make handbags. I'm sure I'll starve myself to death in less than two months. I often find part-time jobs to do. Now that I heard about this, I was naturally moved. After she finished her phone call, I went over and said, "Hello, beautiful. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hear you looking for etiquette just now, did I? I used to be at the exhibition center and have a lot of experience in etiquette. "Do you think I can do it?"

The woman looked at me: "Who are you?"

I laughed. "My name is Chen Shi. You can call me Chen. I asked Director Zhang to send some samples to him today. I just came out of Director Zhang's office and accidentally heard you talking on the phone."

His eyes rolled around. She thought for a few seconds and said, "I'm in a hurry to hire someone. Okay, you."

They chatted for a while. I know this girl's name is Cheng Huanhuan. She is the executive commissioner of the Wan Jia's Public Relations Department. She told me that she often needs to find reliable temporary part-time employees. If I do well, she can look for me next time.

I came out this time and the sample was received. I accidentally got another part-time job. I feel more and more that luck is approaching me, something that has been cold to me for more than 20 years. When I walked out, I could not help but feel a lot more relaxed.

When I stepped out of the Wan Jia's gate, I was a little conflicted whether I should at least say thank you to Lee Yan or not. Later on, I felt that he seemed to be a very powerful existence in the Wan Jia. If I went to his office at this time, he would probably think that I was deliberately hugging his thigh, so I gave up on this idea.

However, it was such a coincidence that I met Lee Yan downstairs again.

San Qing raised her eyes and glanced at me. He took the initiative to tell me, "You don't have to cook tonight."

I don't know if it's because I want to lose 600 yuan or something, but my mood dropped drastically. I held my voice: "Got it."

Lee Yan looked at me again and said, "Give me the money."

I am very sure that my depression does not have much to do with the money. I still could not force myself to smile. "No, I will not receive any reward without merit."

I pretended to think about it. Lee Yan thought for a while and said, "No, I won't take any rewards. I won't take any rewards. "If you have nothing to do tonight, come to a dinner with me. Help me block the wine. I'll give you three thousand yuan. How about it?"

The pie that fell from the sky was crisp and crisp. My eyes were filled with bright red banknotes. Without thinking, I hastily nodded. "Sure, my alcohol tolerance is not bad."