C13 A good man

The two of them sat there in silence. The only sounds in the room were the hissing of the air-conditioner and the loud sound of snoring.

"high total is a good person." Zywane was the first to break the silence.

He Ying: "Yes, you guys are loyal to your friends and like to make friends. You guys have a lot of trust in your friends, and you guys have the personality of Northerners. You guys aren't like those little men from the south who are full of evil ideas."

Zywane: "Southerner is also straightforward."

He Ying: "Yes, I do, but very little. The reason why I'm looking for Lao Gao is because I like his personality. He is straightforward and loyal. You are also such a man."

Zhang Wei replied, "No, I'm not trying to seduce a friend's wife. I'm not a loyal man. I'm sorry, Brother Qiang."

He Ying got up and closed the bedroom door, came back and sat down, then looked at Zywane with a complicated gaze: "You don't have to worry about this matter. Actually you know, I was the one who seduced and coerced you, not you. I know you might think I'm a loose, dashing woman, unfaithful to her husband, perverted in sex, and you'd look down on me, as you told me in bed, as a piece of shit. "

Zywane knew that He Ying had drank too much, but she was not really drunk. She was speaking from the heart, so he quickly explained: "No, what I said on the bed did not mean that, it was in a situation like that."

He Ying laughed: "You don't need to explain, I know that it's a lie, I won't take it seriously, because I also like the way you talked to me in bed.

Zywane did not want to talk about this anymore. "Let's not talk about this topic anymore."

He Ying: "No, why don't you say it, I want to say it. It's hard to be a woman, and it's even harder to be a woman. It's true, Gao is a good man, and I love him, and he loves me, but I haven't had a normal life as a woman since that thing last year. I'm only in my thirties. Do I have to be a living widow forever? I don't want to leave Gao Gao, but I also want to have normal sex products, I also have sex needs. I'm not a casual woman. I don't want to go out and look for a guy to solve a problem with. "Who knows how bitter my heart must be?"

Zywane went silent, then said, "Didn't Qiang-ge see a doctor? It shouldn't be impossible at this age? "

He Ying said. "I saw it, I went to many places and hospitals, and used a lot of the martial arts manuals, but none of them worked. I just can't get up."

Zywane said, "It's not only a physiological cause, but also a psychological cause. It might be related to fatigue, psychological stress, anxiety, and so on. You might as well find a psychiatrist to take a look."

He Ying: "Look at him running all over the place, he doesn't even have time."

Zywane: "I really want to help you, but I can't go against my principles. Please forgive me."

He Ying bit her lips: "You don't like me?"

Zywane: "I do, who doesn't like beauties?"

He Ying: "Are you not comfortable doing that thing with me?"

Zywane: "I can't say it's comfortable, but I can't say it's uncomfortable either. It's just that I feel that it's very exciting to let out my emotions."

He Ying laughed, "Idiot, that is more enjoyable than being comfortable."

Zywane said, "You two are good people. I will treat you two as brothers and sisters. Let's not do that anymore."

He Ying did not say a word, her eyes staring straight at Zywane, her eyes red.

Maybe he made He Ying cry, which was even worse, so he hurriedly said: "It's getting late, I have to go back, I still have to pack up my things at night, I don't want to stay here anymore. Tomorrow, you and high total will talk."

With that said, he stood up and patted He Ying's shoulders.

He Ying stood up unwillingly: "Alright, be careful on the way."

Just as he was about to open the door and go out, He Ying suddenly jumped into Zywane's embrace and hugged his body tightly as his whole body spasmed and trembled.

Zywane was very nervous, if Gao Qiang suddenly came out and saw it, it would be impossible for him to do anything and forcefully push He Ying away. Zywane was just about to cry, if he pushed He Ying again, it might cause a ruckus.

As a result, Zywane supported He Ying with her arms, gently patting her back, and comfortingly kissed her on the cheek.

The effect was good, He Ying gradually calmed down and let go of Zywane, her face full of tears: "Sorry, I went too far, I shouldn't have made things so difficult for you."

Zywane was a man who would never give in to force, he would never see women's tears the most. When he heard this, he was moved, he held He Ying's face and kissed He Ying's lips deeply.

Only after a long while did he let go of He Ying, "Be obedient and rest well. Brother Qiang will definitely be thirsty tonight, get some water and put it on the bedside of your bed."

Being intimate with Zhang Wei, He Ying felt more at ease. He nodded: "Then I won't send you off, walk by yourself."

As soon as he came out, Zywane knew it was raining outside. It was not raining much, and it was drizzling lightly, accompanied by a slight autumn breeze.

The autumn rain was worrying. Zywane recalled the autumn of his hometown.

The autumn in the north was so frightening, the deep autumn seeped into every leaf, the autumn sun shone over the golden fields, the continuous autumn rain soaked every inch of the land.

Zywane liked the fall in the north. The autumn in the north always made him feel pain in his heart. It was a kind of ecstatic and deep-seated pain. It was a type of painful enjoyment.

Walking on the streets of the city late at night, there were only a few pedestrians. Only a few people were still guarding their posts.

Walking alone in the cold, rainy night in a foreign land, Zywane suddenly felt an inexhaustible loneliness in his heart, which brought him sadness and melancholy.

Where is my tomorrow? If I don't stay in my hometown, why would I come here? Zywane suddenly felt confused and frustrated about his future and his ideals.

Zhang Wei aimlessly walked forward. Ren Qiuyu was on him, but when he passed by a barbecue booth, he suddenly felt hungry. He drank his wine at night and didn't eat much.

Zywane stopped. The one who was selling the barbecue was a young guy who was wearing a white coat and had a face covered in charcoal dust. He was holding a broken fan and was trying his best to fan the flames. When he saw Zywane coming over, he quickly greeted him.

Behind the barbecue stove sat a young woman. She seemed to be with him as she placed skewers of meat on the bamboo sticks.

What a great couple barbecue block.

Hearing that the young lad had the accent of Northerners, Zywane immediately felt a sense of familiarity. He ordered a barbecue and started chatting with him.

It was indeed a young couple from Kaifeng, Henan Province. They came here to look for a job within three months of their marriage, but they didn't have any technical expertise. Since they couldn't find a suitable job, they just bought a set of stove, sold barbecue at night, and sold their wives and husbands. During the day, I was afraid to check it out. At 7 pm, I opened the stall and closed it at 3 am.

Zywane admired the courage and skill of his peers. If it were him in his place, he would definitely not be able to handle this suffering.

"The two of you can really bear the hardships of marriage, coming out to work as soon as you're married."

The young man smiled honestly, "There's nothing we can do. People are forced out of their homes. We can't stay at home and eat on three acres of land. We can take advantage of young people to earn some money so that we can support our children in school."

"Are you feeling miserable running so far away from your hometown?"

"Is it hard? "What do you think?" "However, this will depend on how we compare. If we compare it with those who live in the ocean and eat delicacies, it will be bitter. If we compare it with those old and young men in my hometown, my wife and I can earn more than 80 yuan a day. This is much better than theirs. The key is to be satisfied."

It was just a few ordinary sentences that revealed the thoughts of the workers who were out fighting. Zywane suddenly realized that theory was based on the most ordinary of practices. Ordinary meant greatness.

Raising his head to look at the night sky of the drizzling city, Zywane was suddenly enlightened.

Zywane was in a good mood on the way back. Nothing was hard for a young man to do.

When I got home, it was 12 o'clock.

At this time, San Ren should have already fallen asleep to see if there were any messages from her sister. Zhang Wei had originally planned to test San Ren's identity tonight, but it seemed that he couldn't do it anymore.

Who knew that right after logging in to QQ, a cup of coffee was sent over. "Manager Zhang, you've worked hard.

San Ren was still there. Zywane became excited, "Sister, did you go back to the Xingzhou?"

San Ren: "Nope, my plan has changed. After I finish one thing, I have another thing to do that I need to wait for three days before I can return."

Zywane thought about it, it seemed that San Ren did not go to the meeting with Gao Qiang, the timing was wrong, she did not check on the first thing.

"Tonight, I'm going to have dinner at the boss's place. They're treating me to a meal and just came back," Zywane said.

San Ren: "Oh, your boss came back for a business trip?"

It seemed that San Ren really knew nothing about the meeting between the strong.

Zywane said, "Yes."

Zywane's judgement of San Ren as the previous boss was wavering. Time did not match. But he still wanted to try again one last time: "Sister, can you tell me how many words your name is?"

The Former Lady Boss was called Zhang Xiaobo. If she had directly asked for San Ren's name, she would probably not have said it, since she liked to roam around in the virtual world. She might as well ask for her name as well.

San Ren: "What? Brother, check your account? "

Zywane: "No, I learned the math from the internet. It's just a joke. I'll start with you."

San Ren: "Hehe, okay, I like doing this too. I have three names and I'll count when I can transfer them."

Hearing this, Zywane's heart turned cold. It was not a coincidence at all. He had insisted on coming together, but now he had decided to give up.

Zywane laughed at himself for thinking too much. There was no need for this divination and he said to San Ren: "I'll see if this system is useful or not, if it's useful, I'll give it to you. If it isn't, then it's fine."

San Ren: "That's fine too, it's raining over at your side today. Nanjing is also down, I think we'll have to wait until the day after tomorrow to finish everything before we can go back."

As his plan failed, Zywane's interest was piqued and sleepiness welled up. "It's already so late, are you still not going to sleep?"

San Ren: "I'm working on an advertisement plan. You must be tired, rest early."

After bidding farewell to San Ren, Zhang Wei turned off the computer. He couldn't help but laugh at his own naivety.

As the weather gradually turned cold, the amount of tourists coming north became fewer and fewer. The amount of tourists coming south started to increase, and the company's counter was constantly filling up with customers who came to ask about the trip every day.

It had nothing to do with Zywane's Marketing Department. The business that Zywane was in charge of was the expansion of the group's biggest customers, which meant that he was a team tourist.

In this period of time, Zywane had become familiar with his work, the members of the Marketing Department were all present, various new management and assessment measures were successfully implemented with the strong support of Gao Qiang and He Ying, various marketing measures were also active, the momentum was good.

Other than capturing the management and assessment of the staff, Zywane also developed his own group of customers. All the Old Customer s were handed over to the employees to run around. It had been Zywane's principle not to compete with his subordinates for customers. Like this, Marketing Department's brothers felt admiration and good impression of Zywane.

He had been rather busy these past few days. He had been working outside during the day, but when he returned at night, he was so tired that he laid on his bed. He didn't even want to eat. San Ren understood very well too. He would often leave messages telling Zhang Wei to work together and to properly protect his own body.

Ever since the last time he had dinner at the boss's place, He Ying had restrained himself a lot. When he was together with Zywane, his provocative eyes lessened, and he gained a little more concern, appreciation, and gentleness.

high total was still the same, running out of his house every two or three days, and all of the family matters were taken care of by He Ying.

high total was not home. He Ying had asked Zhang Wei to eat at his house 3 times, but Zywane politely declined. He Ying did not force him, and often bought some delicious food and placed it in Zywane's office drawer.

After talking with He Ying last time, Zywane had a better understanding of He Ying. Sensing He Ying's complicated and helpless emotional world, she had more respect and respect for her in her heart, since she was her superior and she was her subordinate. For her superior to be able to treat her subordinate to such an extent, what else could she say?

After Zywane finished his work, he would often go to He Ying's office to exchange information, report his work, and communicate information.

He Ying knew a lot about the local tourism industry. She would often tell stories to Zywane, telling him that Zywane had gradually gained a better understanding and understanding of the competition and operations between the local industries.

Zywane had seen the weather in the south for the first time. The autumn rain had lasted for more than three weeks, but it was still raining. The laundry on the balcony was still wet, and the quilts on the bed were almost moldy.

It was almost noon. Zywane logged into his computer with the customer information in hand. When he finished his work, his stomach started growling.

Holding his cheek, Zhang Wei looked through the glass window at the rain and the traffic on the street and the men and women walking hurriedly past him on the sidewalk.

The drizzle drew a curve in the glass, and the scenery outside began to break apart.

Suddenly, a familiar figure entered Zywane's line of sight, crossing the road and walking towards the company's entrance.

Wang Yan.

What was she doing here?

Just as he was pondering, Wang Yan pushed open the door and entered.

The receptionist politely greeted her: "Hello, welcome to Zhongtian Tourism. Is there anything I can help you with?"

Wang Yan laughed: "Miss, I am looking for your Marketing Department."

While talking, Wang Yan's eyes swept over to Zywane who was seated at the window and walked over.

Zywane had nowhere to go, he sat there motionlessly, staring at Wang Yan.

Wang Yan looked good, wearing a blue white collar work suit. His hair was tied up in a bun on top of it, looking much more mature.

Seeing Zywane, Wang Yan's expression became complicated, but quickly recovered to normal. She whispered: "Why are you always staring at me? "You don't invite me to sit down. Is this how you treat your guests?"

Zywane stood up and pointed his finger towards Wang Yan. He went into the guest room and sat down, then poured Wang Yan a cup of water.

Wang Yan looked at Zhang Wei, "You've lost weight, can't you rest well?"

"What does it have to do with you? Salty radish? Calm down and worry."

Wang Yan pursed her lips: "Yes, it has nothing to do with me, so what if I ask?"

"Cut the crap. Speak, what can I do for you?"

"What is it? If there's nothing else, I won't be able to find you? "

"I'm in the company. The company has set a rule that we're not allowed to chat during business hours."

"Don't try to scare me with this. It's time to get off work. It's time for lunch. Let's go eat something nearby."

"I'm not hungry. Go and eat by yourself."

"I know you hate me. I'm not angry, and I don't blame you. You should hate me. But, I ?"

Zywane interrupted Wang Yan: "What about you, don't explain yourself, I don't hate you, why should I hate you? Everyone has their own way of life, everyone has their own way of life, I'm a pauper, I can't give you anything, but you should choose a better man if you want to go higher."

As he said this, tears were welling up in Zywane's eyes. After seeing Wang Yan, Zywane knew that the one who he couldn't let go of her the whole time, the one who made him dream was her, but she had already made it out of this step, and this step was one that he couldn't give or satisfy, turning back was impossible.

Zywane did not want Wang Yan to see her wet eyes, so he turned and looked out of the window.

Wang Yan was silent for a moment: "I know I've hurt you, and I know I'm not a good woman. I'm too realistic, too urgent, not satisfied with the current situation, I want to live an ideal life in material terms, and I also want to have a shortcut to my career. "You are the best man I have ever met. Even after we broke up today, I still want to say this: No matter where I go, no matter which station I park at, I will always keep you in my heart, forever."

Hearing that, Zywane was startled, "Why, are you leaving? "Abroad?"