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Chapter 9

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    I don't know what kind of psychology, Zhou Shaoting stretched out his hand involuntarily, and touched the bag lightly.

    The soft leather loosened, revealing the colorful world inside the girl's bag, which is still the same things as before - a simple fabric wallet, a key chain with delicate nail clippers, tissues, lipstick, a book and a pen.

    It seems that after so many years, the girl's aesthetic taste and habits have not changed at all.

    In the side pocket of the bag, a translucent, smooth little thing was exposed.

    Zhou Shaoting's heart suddenly moved, he stretched out two slender fingers, and pinched them out.

    It turned out that it was a small yellow ox horn comb, only half the size of a palm, with rounded corners. It may have been touched frequently, and the texture was very smooth and delicate, with a slight luster.

    Zhou Shaoting held the small comb in the palm of his hand, looking a little dazed, the memories he tried to suppress finally surged like a tide breaking a bank

    It was the Dragon Boat Festival six years ago, Xiaoshi was still in his junior year, and his MBA was about to graduate.

    The family changes and his mother's strong opposition made him tired of coping, so he could only temporarily transfer the relationship to the "underground".

    During that time, he could also feel the girl's worries.  She tried her best to hide her emotions, but she still couldn't hide the slight sadness in her eyes and brows.

    Xiaoshi was only 19 years old that year, no matter how brave he was, he was still an immature kid.

    He couldn't see her look, and wanted to make her really happy, so he wanted to take her out to a place where there were only the two of them.

    So, on that Dragon Boat Festival, without telling his family, he "eloped" with his beloved girl to Fenghuang in western Hunan.

    The ancient town of Fenghuang, which is far away from Shanghai, made the two temporarily forget the troubles of reality, and immersed themselves in the green mountains, clear waters and Miaojiang customs.

    Arm in arm, they walked past the wooden buildings on stilts on the banks of the Tuojiang River, walked through the small streets between the wooden buildings, and visited small shops on the small streets.

    In those few days, Xiao Shi was really happy, unlike usual, even her smile revealed her thoughts.  Shao Ting watched her return to the same way as before, innocent and innocent, and felt very comfortable.

    The girl is very fond of those small stalls with local characteristics, look at this one, look at that one, but whenever Shao Ting approached, she walked away again, not buying anything, and finally, she only stopped at a small shop selling horn combs.  Before pushing the cart, I watched the old man wearing glasses seriously engraving on a horn comb, thought for a while, and said: "I want a small comb, my bangs are always forked, so I don't worry if I bring a comb with me."  gone."

    She picked out a very small yellow ox horn comb, only half the size of a palm, with rounded corners and transparent texture.  She asked the boss if she could engrave words, and the boss asked her to write down the words she wanted to engrave.

    The girl thought for a moment, and wrote down the words "Shi Shi Qi Ye".

    Shao Ting looked at it and asked, "Your name?"

    "Well, this is where my name comes from, "The Wind of the Valley" in the "Book of Songs", "The Jing is turbid with the Wei, and the Shi is its ›b"."

    "Explain it to me."

    "That is to say, although the Jing River has brought the filth to the Wei River, the Wei River is still clear when it is still. This name was given to me by my grandfather. He hoped that I would be as clear as the Wei River, even if it is due to complicated  Even in this world, I will never change my pure original intention.¡±

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    Zhou Shaoting looked at the small comb in his hand, and slowly turned it around.  However, there is no engraving on the back of the comb, which shows that it is not the same as before, but it looks exactly the same at first glance!

    Back then, Xiao Shi had long, jet-black hair, which was neither permed nor dyed. The back was cut flat and hung in a ponytail, or loosened and tucked behind the ears.  The eyebrow-level bangs would be messed up when the wind blows. She hurriedly took out the small comb from her bag to comb it, then raised her head and smiled at herself, with curved eyebrows and shallow dimples

    Now she has long grown bangs, all tied back, revealing her smooth forehead.  There is only some fluff left on both sides of the forehead, but it can't be tied in, but it happens to have a kind of natural agility.

    Since there are no bangs anymore, why do you still carry a small comb with you?  And it¡¯s so similar to the previous one¡ªis it a habit that you can¡¯t bear to throw away, or is it a silent nostalgia?

    Zhou Shaoting was in a trance when he heard his aunt calling outside the door: "Sir, lunch is ready."

    He immediately withdrew his thoughts, opened the drawer casually, and put the small comb in.

    Zhou Shaoting's lunch is very simple, he doesn't like to choose, and he doesn't like to waste.

    Some people seem to know how to restrain their desires naturally, and Zhou Shaoting is such a person.  For things like appetite, in his opinion, if you care too much, it will affect the efficiency of life and the realization of more important values.  Therefore, he willingly?A person with few desires.

    The same is true for children's personal relationships.  The one time he really put his heart into it has left him sluggish for two years¡ªhow many valuable things can he do in two years?

    In the future, the same mistakes will never be repeated!

    After dinner, Zhou Shaoting locked himself in the study again and continued to work.

    He doesn't have the habit of taking a lunch break. To be precise, he won't sleep unless he's sleepy.

    Still that principle - efficiency.

    In his opinion, something that does not generate value and consumes time like sleeping is tantamount to wasting life.  His life is only a few decades, and he feels that these precious time should be used well and do something beneficial to society and life.

    Don't laugh, he is not pretending to be great, this is the outlook on life he has deeply agreed with since he was a child: the meaning of life lies in leaving something for future generations.  Therefore, although he is a businessman and is good at making money, in fact, he doesn't care much about money and fame, but cares more about the value he creates.

    He is so strict with himself that he never gives himself an excuse to be idle.  Is this also a way to fill some other void in your life?

    However, during the month he just returned to China, he was really very busy.  No, it took only one meal, and nearly three pages of unread emails popped up, and his work mailbox was screened by Zhong Kai in advance.

    Zhou Shaoting looked at the screen full of unread emails, and scrolled the mouse a little dullly.  An email from the "Guanghua University School of Management Alumni Association" caught his attention.

    "Dear Mr. Zhou Shaoting:

    Our hospital is about to usher in the 30th anniversary of its founding, and a series of celebration activities will be held at that time.  You are sincerely invited to participate in the most solemn "Management Academy Celebrity Lecture".  If you can visit us in your busy schedule, we will be very excited!  School of Management students are looking forward to your voice, leading them to embark on a life journey full of ideals.  If you have other arrangements, please let us know so that our hospital can contact other people.  Thank you so much!  "

    Guanghua University, School of Management.

    Zhou Shaoting crossed his arms and leaned himself against the back of the chair.

    For his alma mater, he has always had admiration and gratitude, because he was educated and trained there.  But not only that, he also has a deeper feeling, close to deep nostalgia, which is related to the traces of his own life.  It is undeniable that the two years of studying in Guanghua were the most beautiful and clear time in his life.

    Sometimes, even he himself wonders, what kind of life is really valuable?

    Is it like those two years, sitting on the soft grass in Huiyuan with the girl you love in the sunny and warm afternoon, listening to the wind blowing, watching the flowers fall, the time is so beautiful that people are willing to waste it?  Or is it like now, spending the whole afternoon nervously sending and receiving emails and reviewing documents?

    When the soft yellow sunset slanted across the keyboard, Zhou Shaoting glanced at the time displayed on the screen, and it was already past 4 o'clock.

    He looked up again at the small leather bag that had accompanied him all day, then picked up the phone and dialed a short number.

    "Jin Xin, get the car ready." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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