A heartbeat, a lifetime

Chapter 28 Who am I (4)
When the sun was setting, the car shuttled on the viaduct, and one could clearly see a salted duck-egg-like sun sinking little by little, leaving only orange trails shining brightly in the blue-purple clouds.

"Did you always remember me all these years?" I asked curiously.

"After you took the exam, I often went to your school. Classmate, didn't you pay attention?" Shen Qinjuan smiled slightly, "I even went to recruit."

"Huh?" I did remember the Roewe recruitment, the group discussion followed by the final round of interviews, "Do you know that I have applied for the job before?"

He smiled deeper, "They came to tell me that day that you answered well in the interview, but you suddenly gave up. I waited for a long time and couldn't see you. I really have nothing to say."

I really couldn't laugh or cry, I thought I could answer the interview very well, and after a long time, it turned out that I still have such a strong background.

"Of course, you are also very good." Perhaps aware of my embarrassment, he paused, "Roewe has always had a lot of cooperation and interaction with your business school, but I think you hardly participate."

I smiled awkwardly. When I was in school, my grades were very good, but my hobbies were not in the course itself, especially after I gritted my teeth and bought a second-hand SLR, almost all my spare time was spent on taking photos and editing them.

"I still have your four-year report card, and your grades are good." He said with a straight face, in a voice that looked like an elder, "I thought you would consider going abroad."

"Uh, I'd like to go out and have a look, but I don't have that much money. It's better to work early."

He squinted his eyes, gave me a half-truthful look, and smiled silently, "Actually, I also felt very embarrassed at that time. If you really decide to go abroad, I probably have to find a way to discuss with your department again. bursary program."

"You don't have to treat me like this." I was dumbfounded, "Even if my parents took care of you before, it's been a long time."

He smiled lightly.The car had already got off the viaduct, and the road was quiet. The sycamore trees on both sides of the road stood like soldiers, and the dense branches had just sprouted buds.Huashan Road can be regarded as the most charming street in this city. There are many small western-style buildings, red walls and black tiles, and roses climbing all over the low walls. From time to time, you can encounter several hidden cafes and interesting grocery stores.When I was in college, I often came here with Xu Zhuo, and I couldn't help fantasizing that it would be great if I could live here.

The car stopped in the middle of Huashan Road, Shen Qinjun motioned for me to get off, pointed to the small building and asked me: "Do you still remember?"

I looked at the small building in the twilight, and the vines were entangled on the delicate iron gate.

I stood blankly at the door, and suddenly felt that there would be a small yard inside the door, and there was a swing. Roses and roses were growing randomly in the flower bed. Although it was not neat, it was full of vitality.

Shen Qinjun had already opened the door with the key, and I looked in through the gap, and the half-view was exactly the same as I imagined.His shadow stretched obliquely, his expression was hidden in it, and his voice was like a spring breeze, "Welcome, go home."

The room is covered with dark wooden floors, the living room is spacious, and the leather sofa is covered with an off-white lace scarf. The dark green screen window is half-opened, and the evening wind lifts a corner of the scarf, which is unbelievably gentle.It's just that the chairs were lifted and placed on the dining table, which more or less revealed that no one lived here for a long time.

"My house?" I stood in the living room and repeated in disbelief.

He tucked the hem of his tie behind the buttons of his thin gray shirt. He wore a simple shirt and trousers, but his temples looked cool, his shoulders were broad and his legs were long.I stared at him blankly, he had quickly turned on the light, moved the chairs off the dining table, and turned to me and asked, "Does this look more like home?"

I sat down at the dining table, looked left and right, and ran upstairs excitedly. I stepped on the wooden floor with a thumping sound, like a distant piece of music, beautiful and sad.

I pushed open the doors one by one, wondering which one belonged to my parents and which one belonged to me.On the terrace, did they hold me in their arms to enjoy the shade on a summer night?
Satisfied, I turned around and went downstairs, and I saw Shen Qinjun sitting on the sofa, looking up at me slightly, smiling with raised eyebrows, "How is it, does it sound familiar?"

"I visited this neighborhood when I was in college, and I told my classmates that it would be great if I could live here." I couldn't help but bend the corners of my eyes, "I sleep in a room facing south every day, and the sun shines on my face. When I wake up, I can see the leaves of the sycamore tree outside as soon as I open my eyes. Then I wandered to the coffee shop downstairs to have breakfast, and any snapshot on the whole street can be a surprise.”

"I'll ask someone to clean it up, and you can come back to live on weekends." He reached out and patted my shoulder comfortingly, with a strange meaning in his eyes, "Bai Xi, uncles and aunts actually left you a lot of things. .”

I feel sad, I know they have given me a lot, but if... I can keep all the memories completely, that would be even better.But after thinking about it, this seemed too extravagant. My nose was a little sore, and I whispered, "Of course, I'm very happy."

The car drove back and went straight to Roewe's underground garage.

Now this place should be the center of the storm, right?Although the security in the garage is tight, there must be countless reporters catching news ambushing in the lobby on the first floor.I sat in the car and refused to get out of the car, feeling a little guilty, "Why did you bring me here?"

He took off his seat belt and said lightly, "I still have something to talk to you about."

The elevator went up all the way, and in the slight sense of weightlessness, I was a little apprehensive, for fear of meeting my former colleagues.Until the elevator door opened, I saw the familiar secretary looking at me calmly, as if it was no surprise.

"Mr. Shen, dinner has been ordered." Her eyes finally fell on my face, and she turned away professionally, as if everything was normal.

"Okay. Bring in two cups of coffee." He nodded slightly, "It's nothing, you can get off work first."

Sure enough, dinner has been ordered in his office, which is my favorite shrimp wonton, and he motioned for me to eat it first.The secretary brought in two cups of coffee, and I saw him drink half of the cup in one gulp while the steam was steaming.Before the secretary left, he took care of her carefully and said: "The secretary's office has recorded the list of the media who called for interviews today and sent it to your mailbox. In addition... Miss Qin's manager also called. "

I still had half a wonton in my mouth, and I almost choked, but I saw Shen Qinjuan nod his head lightly, which seemed not surprising.

Seeing her gently closing the door, he drank the rest of the coffee, waited silently for me to finish eating, then pushed his share towards me, raised his eyebrows and said, "Eat more?"

"Enough." I politely declined.

"Have a cup of coffee." He pointed to the mug in my hand, "I hope you can listen to the rest soberly."

The coffee is full of milk and sugar, thick and thick, more like chocolate.I drank it in one gulp and looked at him curiously.

Seeing that I was full, he took out a document bag from the drawer and handed it to me.

"What is it?" I was puzzled and took it over to open it.

He didn't say a word, watching me flip through the thick stack of documents at a speed of ten lines at a glance, and handed me another passbook.

I saw the last line of numbers directly, and reflexively began to count how many digits there were. Finally... I looked at the name of the passbook again, and couldn't help but sneezed.

He couldn't help laughing, "Are you happy?"

"My... money?" I was a little confused, "All?"

"All." He smiled slightly, "But after reading this stack of documents, you may be even more surprised—because the money in the passbook is nothing."

"Isn't eight figures nothing?!" I was about to jump up, "What are those?"

"Bai Xi, your father used to be a senior engineer in Roewe Heavy Industry. At that time, the company gave him 8% of the original shares." He told me quietly, "After the car accident, the shares will naturally be transferred to your name. I'm sorry, until Only now.

"The money in the passbook is the dividends of these years. The amount seems to be quite a lot, but it is dead here. You know, the money needs to be moved to increase in value, but without your consent, I didn't help you invest." He said with a smile, "Now, you can make your own decision - besides, from now on, you are also one of the important shareholders of Roewe."

(End of this chapter)