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"Understood. I will find time to go to the finance department." Lin Duan said "hmm", then stared at Zhao Jun: "If there is nothing else, should you go to work?"

"Yes yes yes. I'm going to work right now. Mr. Lin, you are busy, hehe, you are busy." Zhao Jun couldn't see anymore. At this moment, he knew that he was annoying, so he had to bow his body and run away in embarrassment .

But after Zhao Jun's interruption, Lin Duan lost the interest to make a call, so he had to go back to the office depressed.

All afternoon, Lin Duan was thinking wildly about Shen Qing.

For a while he was worried that the other party would meet bad guys, and for a while he felt that Shen Qing might have come to the provincial capital.On the mobile phone, she entered her phone number again and again, but she dared not press it at critical moments.

Fall short for Shan Jiuren.

Lin Duan knew that if he pressed it, he would probably know Shen Qing's whereabouts.But for both of them, it is not a good thing.

He couldn't involve her in such a dangerous matter.

Chapter 372 Treat it as a joke

Throughout the afternoon, Lin Duan was affected by this bad mood, so that he completely forgot Zhao Jun's reminder.When he remembered, it was already time to get off work.

As for his new secretary, Amber, he didn't show up all afternoon.It seemed that he had lost his temper due to his orders in the morning.

The other party is purely a game of gold plating.

Lin Duan knew the order very well, so he didn't care.As long as Anbo doesn't come to provoke him, he won't bother to care whether the other party is going to work or clubbing.

Lin Duan sighed. Since there was no secretary to make the memo, he had to come by himself.

He picked up a pen and wrote down the filling of the fund form on a piece of paper, opened the drawer casually, and threw it in.

However, it was this pull that made Lin Duan notice something.

A ball of crumpled paper.

When did there become a bunch of paper in my desk?

Out of curiosity, he took out the ball of paper, and after taking it apart, Lin Duan couldn't help being taken aback when he saw the contents on the ball.

After a long time, Lin Duan closed the drawer with a gloomy expression.The whole person fell backwards.

He closed his eyes and fell into the long exam.

People who can put things in their drawers at will, except for Amber, there will be no one else.

But what's the use of such a clumsy trick?

Do you look like such a stupid person?

Or is this another attempt by him?

Fingers tapped rhythmically on the armrest, and things in Lin Duan's mind gradually became clear: no matter what kind of routine this is, since he discovered it, he must not let him succeed.

After finishing his day's work in this way, Lin Duan drove back to the manor. As soon as he entered the door, he could smell the fragrance all over the house.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, a figure leaned out half of his body in the kitchen: "Are you back? Go wash your hands, the food will be ready soon."

Lin Duan was startled, and stood there in a daze, looking at the woman in the apron.

At that moment, he really felt at home.

But then, he quickly shook his head, telling himself to be sober and not to lose himself.

The woman in the kitchen is not his wife Shen Qing, but An An.

Here, after all, is not my home.

Lin Duan, who came back to his senses, smiled perfunctorily at An An: "I didn't expect that you, a young lady, can also cook."

An An blushed: "I learned it now. I have never touched these things before. But I tasted it, and it tastes good, not dark food!"

Lin Duan was noncommittal. After washing his hands, he went to the kitchen to take over from An An, who was in a hurry, and skillfully completed her unfinished part.

An An was shocked by Lin Duan's craftsmanship, and then became more and more ashamed: "I'm really useless. I can't even do this."

Lin Duan smiled: "You are two daughters who don't touch the spring water, there is nothing to be ashamed of if you don't know how to cook."

An An was a little unconvinced: "Do you have any misunderstandings about us rich second generations? What does it mean to be normal if you can't cook?"

Lin Duan shrugged: "For the children of the elite class like you, instead of wasting time on cooking, getting to know more people of the same age and attending more parties can be more effective in displaying your value. This It's your daily life."

After a pause, he emphasized again: "I didn't mean to belittle you. I just want to tell you that people in the two worlds not only have different views, but also have different ways of living."

An An stood there, understood Lin Duan's words, and showed a bitter expression on her face again: "So, we are people from two worlds after all, aren't we? Is this what you want to say?"

Lin Duan nodded: "Yes. This is the firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea I want you to understand. This is the life of ordinary people. Jewels, jade, gold, silver, eagles and dogs, this is the life of your upper-class people. No matter how twisted it is, this It can never be changed.”

He brought the food to the dining table and greeted An An to eat. There was no expression of disgust and rejection on his face, but his expression was light, and his words were calm and without any emotion:

"You don't have to learn these things to please me. You just need to be yourself. Love can't be so humble. Because self-deprecation can't move others, it will only make you lose yourself again and again. And A person without a soul cannot live happily."

An An sat aside in a daze, holding a rice bowl in her hand, and looked at Lin Duan pitifully: "Do you think I'm humble too?"

Lin Duan sighed, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and looked at An An with his head tilted.

"It's a thousand miles away from the liveliness and agility when we first met." He said.

"Since when did it change, did you realize it?"

An An shook her head: "I don't know."

Her weakness at this time makes it hard to think of the girl who could sing and dance rap at the concert more than a month ago.

"From the moment I explicitly rejected you, you have changed." Lin Duan said softly, "You are like a gambler who has lost all bets, and you began to give up yourself little by little, and lowered your level little by little. Bottom line, don’t treat yourself as a human being bit by bit.”

"An'an, don't do this, okay? No one in this world is worthy of you. You have to pick yourself up, get back to the old you, and return to your self!"

Lin Duan put his hands on An An's shoulders, and said to her earnestly: "Only in this way can you really get out of the shadow that he or I brought to you, can you find your soul, and can't be humble."

"After all, you just want to persuade me to give up on you, don't you?" An An asked, staring into Lin Duan's eyes.

Lin Duan was helpless: "This is two different things. I just want to tell you that you should get along with me in a way that is comfortable for you. Accommodating one person everywhere will not make anyone faster. After a long time, you will be the one who suffers .”

"Good-looking skins are the same, but interesting souls are one in a million. Love is soul kissing soul, skin embracing skin, that's prostitution."

With a sound of "Puchi", An An finally couldn't help laughing out loud, stretched out his hand and lightly hammered Lin Duan: "Who is prostitution! Hooligan!"

Sniffing, An An opened Lin Duan's arm with a flick of her hand, cleared her throat and said, "Actually, I figured it out too. I want to have good looks, a good figure, and a family background. Why do I have to be with you?" hanging from a tree? Since you can’t win your heart, let it go.”

In Lin Duan's suspicious eyes, An An said to Lin Duan solemnly: "Go, Lin Duan! I will ask my father to intercede. What he wants is my marriage, not you. "