I almost touched the moon

After sitting down in the pub and taking a sip of wine, Wu Qianlan said helplessly: "To put it simply, I was exiled."

"what?"

Wen Song was a little confused. She knew that Wen Yiheng was very decisive at work and could be ruthless when dealing with employees with insufficient abilities. However, Wu Qianlan was very capable at work. At the age of 30, she was already a senior partner at LK's Zurich headquarters. Wen Yiheng valued her very much and was willing to promote her to be the person in charge.

She couldn't help but ask again, "Exiled to Kyoto?"

"If I came to Kyoto, it wouldn't be considered exile." Wu Qianlan shook his head, "Hong Kong, I was exiled to Lingnan."

"Ah?" Wen Song and Cheng Che were a little surprised. "Weren't you in Jun Ping's Hong Kong branch before?"

“Hahaha, just kidding.” Seeing that they all showed sympathetic and surprised expressions, Wu Qianlan immediately explained, “I got promoted and am now the managing partner of LK’s Hong Kong branch. But I really don’t like Hong Kong. The two years I spent studying and working in Hong Kong were the most painful two years of my life.”

"I understand." Wen Song resonated. "Hong Kong's population density is too high and the weather is hot. It's easy to get anxious."

"Yeah." Wu Qianlan let out a long sigh. "The employees in our Hong Kong branch are really more irritable than each other. I also feel that my emotions are becoming more and more unstable."

"Exactly." Wen Song nodded and said, "I still remember when I was a child, I went to Hong Kong to visit my mother. Every time I went there, I felt that she was very unhappy and walked very fast."

Cheng Che said in confusion: "Our mother is not the kind of person who is arbitrary. If you don't want to go to Hong Kong, you can tell her directly and continue to stay in Zurich."

"Master Cheng, you are such a capitalist that you don't understand the hardships of us workers." Wu Qianlan took another sip of beer and said, "If I continue to stay in Zurich, I will be a senior partner at best. The managing partner will definitely be my boss. Even if she doesn't manage much now, she still has a kenrry. I can't get promoted before they retire. But I feel that my boss will never retire in this life."

"Isn't my mother retired?" Wen Song was puzzled. "She's crazy that she hasn't retired yet."

Wu Qianlan smiled and said, "I don't think so. Wenlu has worked all her life and she would be very uncomfortable if she retired. But she really doesn't work much now and only takes action on particularly difficult cases. But even if Wenlu and Kenrry retire, there are too many partners in Zurich who are more experienced and capable than me. I can't compete with them."

Wen Song also understood, patted Wu Qianlan's hand and comforted him, "It's not bad to be in Hong Kong, at least you got a promotion, and my mother is also trying to train you. I heard her and Director Ling say before that they wanted to expand the business in the Asia-Pacific region."

"I understand." Wu Qianlan nodded, revealing a slightly expectant expression. "My boss told me that if I do well in my job in Hong Kong, I will be transferred to Singapore, the LK Asia Pacific headquarters. At that time, she asked me to choose between the person in charge of the Hong Kong branch and the person in charge of the East China region. I would definitely choose Hong Kong, otherwise I would have to go back to Hangzhou, and I would rather die under my father's watchful eyes every day."

"That's good." Cheng Che was even more confused, "So what are you worried about?"

"Yes." Wen Song also comforted her, "If you don't like the weather and atmosphere in Hong Kong, just bear with it. I don't think my mother will let you stay in Hong Kong for a long time. She can live without me, but not without you."

"Because of my mom." Wu Qianlan sighed and became very melancholy. "Since she knew I returned to China and went to Hong Kong, she came to see me three times a month, each time for a week. She stayed for seven days each time, then went to Shenzhen to re-enter the visa, and then came again immediately. It really drove me crazy... I was almost dead tired from work during the day, and I had to accompany the old lady shopping at night, otherwise she would start to scold me for being heartless and unfilial... I was really crazy."

"It's all the same." Wen Song was also a little helpless, "My mom and grandma are the same."

"Wen Lu?" Wu Qianlan showed an expression of disbelief. "How is it possible? My boss is such an elegant, noble, beautiful, generous, successful and educated woman. Unlike my mother, she can't even speak English well. She is like a rural woman and likes to pretend to know and give orders. Sister, you don't know how much I envy you."

"Then you don't know how torturous it is when she and I quarrel..." Wen Song sighed, "I hate Hong Kong because every time I go to Hong Kong, I quarrel with her. When I was a child, she made me so angry that I ran away from home several times and took a plane back to Hangzhou overnight."

Cheng Che also laughed and said to Wu Qianlan: "Song Song is very good at reasoning, but she is no match for our mother. She is already a W3 professor, but in front of our mother, she is still like an elementary school student."

"That's good too..." Wu Qianlan was even more melancholy, "Unlike my mom, who urged me to get married and have children every day. When I said my boss wasn't married yet, she said she had a daughter, so if you really can't make it, you can have one yourself, otherwise no one will care about you when you die. There's something wrong with the logic of this sentence. If I'm dead, how can I be resurrected if someone cares about me?"

After that, she sighed again, "I really don't know what's going on in her mind. Sister Ilia, you are the happiest. My boss will definitely not urge you to get married and have children."

"She won't." Wen Song smiled faintly, "But when she is indifferent, she is really heartless. I can understand you. My grandmother and the mother of one of my students are the same, but her mother is even more excessive... So, I think your mother is still very good, maybe she is just old and her thoughts are a bit old-fashioned."

"She really has no sense of propriety." Wu Qianlan poured herself another glass of wine, "She would even complain with her friends about me not having a boyfriend."

"Oh, right." Wu Qianlan looked at Cheng Che again, even more helpless, "Especially after you had a daughter, my dad told me every day, look at Cheng Che and Professor Wen's daughters, they are so big, look at you. Then I said, look at my boss and Cheng Che's father, they make hundreds of billions a year, look at you."

Cheng Che couldn't help laughing after hearing this, and said to Wu Qianlan: "Governor Wu will be really mad at you if he hears what you said."

"Yes, he is going to cut off relations with me." Wu Qianlan said half-jokingly, "I have no choice now. It's better that my father can't leave the country at will. My mother told me the day before yesterday that she would come to Hong Kong today. Therefore, I can only go on business trips three times a month, one week each time. This time, Wen Lu happened to want to set up another branch in Kyoto, so I came here to be responsible for the preliminary preparations. I should stay for about two months."

"Okay." Wen Song nodded and said with a smile, "I have a guest lecture at Kyoto University next Thursday, and then I will go to Hakone. You are welcome to come to our house anytime."

"Thank you, professor." Wu Qianlan was also delighted. "Can I go to the lecture next Thursday? I have nothing to do anyway, so I'll go and see if there are any handsome guys."

"Of course, I'll send you the address and specific time."

"A handsome guy?" Cheng Che was a little confused and asked casually, "Where's your boyfriend? Did you break up again?"

"What boyfriend? He has been dead for many years." Wu Qianlan said casually.

Wen Song looked at her smiling face and thought she was joking, so he said, "That's right, don't mention the dead at night, it's unlucky."

"No... Songsong." Cheng Che held her hand tightly, signaled her with his eyes to stop talking, and then said to Wu Qianlan, "I'm talking about the idol you were dating before, and you asked me to help you lie to your father."

"He..." Wu Qianlan tapped the glass lightly with his slender fingers, his nails making a crisp sound, and he said casually, "He doesn't deserve it."