On Friday afternoon, the rain stopped, the sounds of cars and people drowned by the rain, the tremors of subways and viaducts resurfaced, and the hustle and bustle of the city surged again, forming a torrent of sound, rolling on this side of the earth Flowing After the rain wiped off, Zhongcheng Building, the tallest office building in the city, immediately appeared, standing tall and fresh in the sky after the rain in the east of the city. In Mingwei Company on the 79th floor of Zhongcheng Building, all the department managers have gone out, and the remaining little carrots have no intention of going to work. Especially during the time close to seventeen o'clock, the feeling of fleeing became stronger and stronger, and the air became restless. The boy with an independent office grabs a suitable partner in his own office and makes phone calls desperately. He usually squanders the energy that is not consumed in work while giving speeches. The crushes in the main room are busy with their thumbs and bury their hair in text messages.
They are all hurrying, and everyone hopes that they will have a good show on the weekend and have a radiant date.
The third frame in the Datong room is the purple cat whose hair was dyed purple. She overemphasizes purple and is obsessed with baby makeup, which has affected her own improvement, and has always been only the role of a back office assistant. But Zi Mao Mao is feminine and doesn't care about others. She spends her meager salary with peace of mind and spends time with her in peace.
However, recently, the frequent arrival of ovulation has caused changes in her body. Her emotions ebbed and flowed imperceptibly, like the tide. Desires are always in ambush, she keeps silent and listens to orders all day long, or puts her computer on her face and learns horoscope fortune-telling. Desire was suppressed for too long, and she screamed, the sound passed through her skin, from her breasts to her forehead, and she jumped up.
"Purple Cat!" Others looked up at her.
She said nothing.
"Weird!" others said.
She fell into the swivel chair.
She stared at the thing in front of her eyes, froze again and again, suddenly her eyes lit up, she grabbed the phone, her fingers slightly convulsed, and pressed the number.
Since seventeen o'clock, Zimao has been calling Shi Yanfu, but has been unable to get through.
In fact, Shi Yanfu's company is also in the Zhongcheng Building, but Zimao didn't have the courage to come directly to the door. During working hours, there is no business relationship but purely personal visits, which are the most taboo.
More importantly, the relationship between her and him is that kind of thin relationship that may become subtle or even more indifferent. She came to Yucheng many years ago and met the literary youth Yan Chi by chance. About two years ago, before Yan Chi wandered abroad, he asked her to eat a food stall with his friend Shi Yanfu. That's all.
She has a good impression of Shi Yanfu, he is the kind of taciturn, masculine young man, perhaps, it is the golden-collar temperament cultivated in high-end companies. Looking at his clothes, there are many famous brands, and he must have a good income, which confirms her guess about his professional status.
For some reason, Zimao was a little guilty while holding the microphone.
After Yan Chi left, Shi Yanfu never took the initiative to contact her.
Thinking about how sad she would be if she heard Shi Yanfu's voice suddenly¡ªprobably a flat and polite voice, dealing with her¡ªthat was the last thing she wanted to hear. The man's attitude will immediately pull out a trace of shame and a trace of anger on the wall of her self-esteem, and gnash her teeth in her chest, making her miserable and helpless.
As if she remembered, she had contacted Shi Yanfu, but only once, they sat down to drink tea together and couldn't find anything to say, and later he had something to do (I don't know if it was an excuse) and left early. Zi Mao didn't understand why Shi Yanfu had never been nice to her all this time, and he was even visibly wary of her. Didn't he know her? She confessed to him, since she met him, she has not dated any other boy.
Although she often acts reserved in front of the boy, Zimao still understands her fragility. She couldn't help herself wanting to hear Shi Yanfu's voice, but every time she wanted to dial his number, how much courage was needed!
Can't get through the phone, he must be talking on the phone. Sometimes, when he is clearly surfing the Internet, he sets his phone to be busy. He is in the middle of the company. Of course, he has a lot of time to spend online, and even has a lot of time to take care of his own company. Many people do this.
Last night, Zimao had a private chat with a "Xi'an brother" in a local gender emotional chat room at the request of the other party. She suddenly thought, could he be Shi Yanfu? On the Internet, anyone can play the role they want. If it was Shi Yanfu who pretended to be "Xi'an's younger brother" and wanted to have a private chat with her¡ªshe used her real name¡ªit was not impossible. He might use such a direct way to get to know her. Thinking of this, she immediately regarded "Xi'an's younger brother" as Shi Yanfu, and was ready to confide in him. However, after she talked literaryly about her love of beauty,The cat gently beckoned him to eat supper, he lowered his eyebrows and sat down directly beside the tea table.
After they finished eating the wontons cooked by Zimao in silence, Shi Yanfu said, "I should go."
The purple cat didn't embarrass him at all, and tiptoed to kiss him. He tilted his head and kissed the hollow of his cheek.
He was expressionless.
The purple cat was tender and told him to drive carefully. He let out a "huh" and immediately closed the door, leaving her in the dark and chaotic room
After that night, Zimao has been waiting for Shi Yanfu to take her to his villa in the suburbs, and to discuss various wedding matters with her.
However, Shi Yanfu has no more information.
Four
Shi Yanfu's office phone couldn't be reached, so Zimao called his cell phone, but no one answered.
She wondered guiltyly, could he look at the caller ID and know it was her call, so he didn't answer it on purpose?
Thinking of this, the purple cat's breath became short of breath. Even after having had a crush on Shi Yanfu for so long and devoted herself to him, she was still irritated by him.
She filtered out the boys she had contact with two years ago, compared them repeatedly, and finally selected Yan Chi, who was a reporter in Hainan, and immediately called him.
"Be careful!" Yan Chi shouted.
Hearing Yan Chi's excited cry, Purple Cat felt very comforted. He was the boy she had been with the most since she came to the south, and later he introduced Shi Yanfu to her and quit. Shi Yanfu is taller and more handsome than Yan Chi, and he starts his own company, Zi Mao couldn't wish for it. But Shi Yanfu seems to only want to drink coffee and red wine with her in the bar and watch the street scenery.
"Be careful, how are you? Miss me!"
"I¡ª" Hearing Yan Chi's honey-like voice that is good at coaxing girls, she was like a wronged child, her voice was choked, and she was about to cry.
"Who bullied you!" Yan Chi continued to yell.
"No." She choked up, "It's just the weekend, I feel so lonely!"
"Then shall I accompany you?"
"By plane? I want your one-month bonus, forget it!" She hung up the phone before he could answer. He's in Haikou, it's an exaggeration to say he wants to accompany her!
It seems that this weekend will be very difficult.
Lizi posted a message on the company's network that she could leave work early later. The company arranged a business party in the evening and a picnic on Saturday, and the crushes and boys immediately put smiles on their faces. The purple cat didn't move. But such activities are the same, and there are no new targets. They are always the faces of the company.
What she dreams of is to drink coffee with the boy she loves on the highest building in the city and be hugged by him.
Shi Yanfu, Shi Yanfu (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com