little uncle

In July, meeting room on the 24th floor of Wanqing Building.

The long table was full of people for a week, and faces that had never been seen before appeared in this meeting room at this time.The head of Wanqing Group, Wang Shouguo, sat at the top.Wang Shouguo is about 50 to [-] years old. He is rarely bald. His shirt buttons are tight but not greasy. The corners of his eyes are drooping, but his eyes are sharp and unusual.

Zhou Hongyuan has never been afraid of those fat-headed cronys, but since they met five years ago, Zhou Hongyuan has always been somewhat afraid of Wang Shouguo.Wang Shouguo is the one who really turned his back on the mountains and forests, and anyone who can turn a family business into a listed company with hundreds of millions of dollars must have some real talents.

The several directors and senior managers sitting under Wang Shouguo, together with Du Junshu, the vice president who had dinner with Zhou Hongyuan that night, had no fear of Wang Shouguo at all.They didn't care about Wang Shouguo's darkening face at all, and whispered to each other.

Ren Lei, the general secretary who took office at Chuchu, couldn't stand it any longer. She stood up from Wang Shouguo's side and said to the "backbones of veterans," "Our meeting is about to begin."

The veterans are all old fritters, and they accept it as soon as they are good. Du Junshu spoke with a Tianjin accent, "Start, start, start. Shouguo, what do you think?"

Du Junshu relied on his great achievements and took the lead, but Wang Shouguo's expression was normal. Zhou Hongyuan didn't know whether Mr. Wang didn't care about it at all, or he wanted to be a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle at all.

Wang Shouguo was originally from Tianjin. He brought his relatives and friends to Beijing to start a business, and established the present country.Now, most of the senior management of Wanqing Group are relatives and friends he brought from Tianjin.

"Our company has been listed for some time. Several colleagues have talked with me about the company's administrative and financial matters. One is to reduce redundancy, and the other is to limit the amount of reimbursement and standardize the reimbursement process."

Du Junshu deliberately acted like he heard these words on the first day. He deliberately pointed the finger at Zhou Hongyuan. Do you think us old guys are in your way?"

Zhou Hongyuan frowned, "Now the company has a complex structure and low efficiency. In fact, a flat structure is more suitable for Wanqing's development. Proper abolition of cumbersome and useless management structures is very important for improving efficiency and profit margins, and seeking long-term development... ..." Zhou Hongyuan didn't want to explain too deeply, these people neither understand nor are willing to listen, what's more, they will deliberately make fun of themselves as nerds and drop their bookbags.

With his right arm drooping all the time, Wang Shouwen, the vice president who was clearly disabled, raised his head and glanced at Zhou Hongyuan. His eyes were obviously normal, but Zhou Hongyuan felt that he was like a black cat hiding in the darkness. His eyes radiated green. of light.Zhou Hongyuan leaned on the backrest inadvertently, only to hear Wang Shouwen say in a Tianjin-like voice, "You said that our Wanqing reimbursement is not standardized, why are we not standardized? We have always followed the regulations. Blood spurting people."

Wang Shouwen was probably in his early fifties, only three or four years older than Wang Shouguo, but with a stooped and thin body, his whole body exuded the smell of traditional Chinese medicine and dampness, mixed together, it was a full "old man's smell".He had the same mother as Wang Shouguo, who had no education and was congenitally disabled, so Wang Shouguo always took good care of him.Wang Shouwen is in poor health and has no skills. He has been working as a vice president in Wanqing all these years, but he has never been to work for a few days.Later, when Wang Shouwen's children grew up, they became Wanqing's little moths again. When they went to work for three days, they fished and spent two days on the net, and they treated their colleagues who had no background, they were domineering and bullying at will.Not only that, Wang Shouwen's family's food and clothing expenses have always been accounted for by Wanqing, ranging from buying a car and a house to daily expenses, all of which are reimbursed by the financial office.What's more, everyone in Wang Shouwen's family is a master who never tires of food.

The few newcomers headed by Zhou Hongyuan have long looked down on the extravagance of Wang Shouwen's family. He was about to reason with Wang Shouwen, but he heard Wang Shouguo cough twice with a dark face, and then, with his deep voice, , said, "What are you talking about? No one thinks that your reimbursement is not standardized, but now the company is getting bigger and bigger, and it is listed again, and it has to be supervised by the Securities Regulatory Commission..."

Although Wang Shouwen was not illiterate, he hadn't studied for a few years, and he didn't want to listen to these long-winded arguments, so he used the most powerful means, "Shouguo, how many times have you returned to your hometown this year? "

Wang Shouguo's face darkened, and he pursed his lips hard.Wang Shouwen didn't have any other abilities, the best thing he was good at was posing as an old lady to overwhelm him.There was no way, the old lady loved the eldest son who had lost an arm the most, but if Wang Shouguo disobeyed Wang Shouwen in the slightest, the old lady would come to the door in person and cry and make noise.

Zhou Hongyuan is a newcomer, and he doesn't know about the boss's family affairs, so he presses every step of the way, "Every year, the firm comes to Wanqing to audit the accounts and issue a report. We can't explain these expenses. The audit will definitely block us. Besides, we have to report to the shareholders. Responsible."

Before Zhou Hongyuan finished speaking, Wang Shouguo took the conversation away, "Okay, I'll think about this matter after I go back, let's stop here today." After speaking, Wang Shouguo got up and left, followed by Ren Lei , leaving Zhou Hongyuan alone, facing the ridicule and pride of the group of elders.

At this moment, Zhou Hongyuan understood why the secretary of the general manager, who had the same background as himself and hated this group of corpse vegetarians, never said a word from the beginning to the end, and kept talking to him several times.It turned out that from the moment these people lifted Wang Shouwen out, the failure of this reform was doomed.

After the high-level meeting that day was over, Wang Shouguo never looked for Zhou Hongyuan again, and Zhou Hongyuan himself felt bored. For several days, he sat in the spacious office with nothing to do, like sitting on pins and needles.After get off work, he didn't work overtime, and no one asked him to socialize. He stared at the computer for a while, and then slipped away on his own.

Throughout the afternoon, the sky was dark, and when it was time to get off work, lightning split the ground in the distance, and thunder rumbled, followed by heavy rain pouring down from the dark clouds with a "crash".Zhou Hongyuan originally wanted to go to the blue bar to find Wu Yi to vent, but suddenly thought of what Wu Yi said to himself that day, he naturally refused to admit that he still cared about the accident more than ten or twenty years ago, so he didn't want to find a man, just let him go Wu Yi said so, but he didn't want to go home, so he had no choice but to go to Wanqing's own restaurant. It happened that Ren Lei, Wanqing's general secretary, brought a group of middle-class women to have a gathering here.

The general secretary Ren Lei was young, she had just been promoted from a middle-level position in the sales department, she used to be vigorous and resolute in the sales department, she was one of the rare leaders in Wanqing who did practical things, so Zhou Hongyuan had a good impression of her.

Ren Lei didn't shy away from seeing Zhou Hongyuan, and brought a few middle-level people around her to say hello, "Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Hongyuan bowed his head slightly, and greeted them politely and well-bred.I don't know who mentioned the food in Beijing first, so Ren Lei took advantage of the opportunity and asked Zhou Hongyuan, "Mr. Zhou, are you from Beijing? Tell us quickly, what other delicious restaurants in Beijing are there?"

Zhou Hongyuan's expression froze for a few seconds. Although he had already obtained a Beijing household registration, Ren Lei's words were a tacit misunderstanding. Somehow, the next second blurted out, "No, I'm not from Beijing."

Ren Lei was puzzled, and before she could react, she heard Zhou Hongyuan say, "I'm from Province S." At this moment, Zhou Hongyuan couldn't tell the difference, he didn't know whether he was from J City or Zhou Zhen people.He was born in Zhouzhen, but he was an illegitimate child; the most important years of his life grew up in J City, but his home in J City was bestowed by Cheng Yu.Now he has already thrown Cheng Yu out of the sky, and J city is no longer home to him. City J is the most important and most lingering station in his life, but he vaguely understands that it is not his destination.

As soon as Zhou Hongyuan finished speaking, the expressions of several people seemed a little strange, and they all associated with various rumors in the high-level meeting, and their expressions were all wonderful and unusual.Zhou Hongyuan was upset, so he bid farewell in a low voice and went to eat.

Wanqing Catering Club is dedicated to cater to Wanqing's mid-level and above leaders, as well as banquet customers. The chefs are highly skilled, and whether it is Western or Chinese food, they all cook delicious food.Zhou Hongyuan sat alone at the dining table. He rarely had such a lonely time. The usual entertainment made him unable to lift his spirits. At this time, his status was sensitive and no one was entertaining him, but he was even more irritable.

Zhou Hongyuan seemed to have a hole in his chest, and every move he made was pouring cold wind into his heart.Zhou Hongyuan didn't eat much, so he asked the waiter to remove it.When leaving, he was too lazy to wait for the elevator, so he pushed open the door of the emergency exit, but stopped breathing in the next second.He heard a female voice full of contempt from the stairs, "Did you know that Zhou Hongyuan is not from Beijing. He usually pretends to be so similar, but he is from S province. He doesn't even dare to say which city he is from."

The voice on the other side of the phone was vague, and Zhou Hongyuan couldn't hear clearly. A few minutes later, the female colleague continued, "Hehe, it must be from a small county town, maybe from some village. Let me just say, usually more It’s an accent and a famous brand. In fact, the worse the background is. Tsk tsk, no wonder the proposal was rejected. What kind of vision do people from such a small place have? What about going to Peking University? Don’t understand? Some things are destined to be born..."

The female colleague's voice became more and more urgent, and in the end, Zhou Hongyuan couldn't hear clearly.His mind was buzzing, but he didn't forget to close the door of the emergency exit and walked towards the elevator.

The heavy rain continued, and the wipers were working diligently, but the outside of the glass was still blurred.The city of Beijing was already congested at night, not to mention it was a rainy Friday, the wide road became a parking lot, and the vehicles were densely piled up like ants.

Zhou Hongyuan became more and more irritable.The damp and sticky air, the "crashing" heavy rain, the lightning and dull thunder that split the sky from time to time, these are all things he hates the most.He buried his head under the steering wheel, clenched his fist with his right hand, and smashed the windshield hard.Until one hand hurts from being smashed, until a shocking red glows, it still doesn't stop.At this moment, he realized later that he really couldn't stand a thunderstorm alone.He has long forgotten the details of that accident, but he still remembers the deepest fear lingering in his heart for countless nights.This fear has gone deep into the bone marrow and written into the genes.

Zhou Hongyuan looked helplessly at the ants wriggling on the road one after another, his heart beating like a rabbit or a deer, trying to get rid of this flesh in the shackles of time and space.No one can save his cowardice, no one can fill his void, and no one will be at home waiting for his return.

These years, he has sex with different people in different cities, love, they listen to the sound of the rainstorm outside the window, screaming on the big bed, they burn themselves in the damp and gloom, but never once, never once, can the combination be Let him temporarily forget the hole in his heart, let alone a single hug, can relieve all his irritability.

At 07:30, Zhou Hongyuan finally drove out of the parking lot centered on Beijing along the driveway.When he got home, he fell on the bed without even taking off his shoes. When he glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, it fell on the bookshelf. It was a book that he had never read, but it had been with him for ten years.He brought Cheng Yu's "The Moon and Sixpence" from J City to Beijing, from Beijing to New York, and from New York back to Beijing.He moved several times, but never threw away this book that couldn't be burned or boiled. It didn't mean much, it was just a thought.

Maybe it was just a random glimpse in the dark, maybe it was the torrential rain and emptiness tonight that made his cold and cruel heart loose, or maybe it was the frustration in the workplace and the contempt of his colleagues that made him vulnerable and embarrassing, so he let himself open the door. The book that had been dusty for many years, and then, from the yellowed pages, he took out Cheng Yu's old photo taken at Taihua Lake.

It is not only books and photos that are covered in dust, but also his strong and heavy feelings, as well as his long-absent conscience.He looked at Cheng Yu's smiling face, staring at those gentle eyes, frustrated, unwilling, wronged, lonely, and even remorse, all of which were overturned at once. He picked up the book in a panic, but found the Notes.

The sticky note had become thin and yellow, almost brittle when held in his hand. He held it carefully, and the lines of pen writing were washed away by the years, leaving only a faint imprint.

"Remember that beyond the mediocre material life, there is a more fascinating spiritual world. This world is like the moon in the night sky above your head. It is not dazzling, but exudes a quiet and peaceful light."

A bell rang suddenly in Zhou Hongyuan's heart. It was not loud at first, but in the end it seemed to shatter him completely.He was trembling all over, and the scenes of the past flooded into his mind in an instant, flashing back and forth in his mind over and over again. He had a splitting headache and hit his temple hard, but it was in vain.

After struggling and despairing, Zhou Hongyuan made a ridiculously ridiculous decision.He never packed his bags, put the photos and notes back into the book, picked up the car keys, and headed for J City.

At this moment, he broke all his rationality and toughness for a long time, and just wanted to embrace the moon that he hadn't looked up to for many years.

The author has something to say:

I wrote more than 300 words, and deleted and deleted many times. I am not very satisfied, and I may revise it when I have time.I'm very sorry that I couldn't write about Cheng Yu's appearance. It's almost one o'clock in the morning here... I'm really sleepy, so I'll write it in the next chapter!