Dedicated to the silly little white artist

one hundred and four

"It's really getting harder and harder to invite you now." Wang Shuhua said while walking towards the bar with two wine glasses upside down in one hand.

Bai En pulled the chair away and said with a smile: "I've been a little busy recently, so I don't have time to spare."

Wang Shuhua activated the tablet computer embedded in the wall, found the specially programmed mailbox, clicked in, and gave Bai En the copies of the documents inside, saying: "This is the new 'Raw Stone Mining' project, I have a copy here, and Section Chief Chen also has a copy, although you said last time that you don’t plan to add it, but I think these pages may have something to do with you, so I copied them for you to see.”

Bai En looked at one of them, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Is the land lease and sale period 30 years? It's so short..."

Wang Shuhua said: "You can ask your legal advisor about this. I'm not very proficient in this kind of field, but such a short deadline... seems to be the first time I have encountered it."

Mr. Bai waved his hand: "I see." Then he walked to the wine cabinet and found a bottle full of wine that he wanted. As soon as Wang Shuhua saw the bottle, he covered his face and wailed: "No, I just gave it to me. Yes, it's not warm yet."

Bai En glanced at him: "How do you keep the wine warm and hold it all day long?"

Wang Shuhua had a serious face: "Old Bai, your joke is very funny."

Bai En gently put the red wine in the bucket sprinkled with ice cubes, and said: "I think I should have said this to you many times: Unfortunately, I didn't tell a joke."

Wang Shuhua watched Bai En skillfully and gracefully control the temperature of the wine, uncorked the bottle to sober up, and said with a little intoxication: "Every time I see you doing these things, I feel that the most beautiful things should be used to drink wine. decorate."

Bai En hooked the corners of his lips, ignored Wang Shuhua's nympho caused by intermittent brain damage, and asked casually, "By the way, how are your hands?"

Wang Shuhua put her hand on the table, pointed to her ring finger and said, "This still hurts a bit."

"Oh," Bai En took away the two empty wine glasses, and said in a soft tone: "Then you can continue to hurt, at most half a month will be fine."

Wang Shuhua: "..."

One hundred and five

Bai En completely forgot that Zheng He said he wanted him to go back to the apartment, and drove around from the Fifth Ring Road to the downstairs of Boss Song's company. After waiting for more than half an hour, he still saw Zheng He texting him, I asked him 'when will I be back' and realized that Zheng He was resting today and was staying with him.

Bai En was immediately disappointed. He lay on the seat for a long time and couldn't lift the strength to touch the steering wheel. His hands seemed to be tightly tied to the ground by stones. After dawdling for a while, he took out his mobile phone and called Candy. Hey, hey, hey for a long time, Bai En didn't want to talk, so he hung up again.

Usually, Bai En is driven by bodyguards when he goes out. Bai En wanted to make out with Zheng He in the car a few times. Zheng He pushed and refused to take off his clothes while watching the driver in front of him. Bai En also gradually felt that the world of two people does not need bodyguards. Since then, every time he came to pick up Zheng He, he drove the car. I thought it would be the same today, the car came, but the person was not there.

Bai En's mood suddenly fell down.

In less than half a minute, Candy knocked on the car door.

Bai En knew that the bodyguards must have been following him all the time, so he wasn't too surprised. He unlocked the car, went to the back seat and lay down, staring at the roof in a daze.

Candy turned around and asked, "Bai Dong, what's wrong with you?"

"..." Bai En didn't speak.

Candy scratched her cheek: "Bai Dong, if you don't speak again, I'll call Secretary Sang."

Bai En finally reacted a little, he said slowly: "Whatever, you won't answer the phone even if you call."

Candy's eyes widened: "Impossible, Director Bai, did you resign Secretary Sang?"

"It has nothing to do with me." Bai En said weakly: "Sang Bei is embarking on a difficult road that every responsible man should go through. Don't bother him."

Candy's eyes widened as she listened, and finally shouted excitedly: "No way! Secretary Sang is going to marry her son? Congratulations."

Bai En didn't want to speak, so he didn't refute Candy's whimsical thoughts, and he stopped talking after reporting the address of Zheng He's apartment.

one hundred and six

"What's the matter?" Zheng He came to help him in pajamas with only a coat on.

Candy shook her head: "I don't know either, Chairman Bai just happened to be like this all of a sudden, it's okay, it might be fine in a while."

Zheng He was very worried, and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Bai, Mr. Bai? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Bai En shook his head expressionlessly. He didn't feel uncomfortable anywhere, but he just couldn't hold his head up. He was so depressed that he was about to shed tears, feeling that he could faint from sadness anytime, anywhere.

"Go and open the garage door first, and go in through the elevator." Candy said.

Zheng He nodded, put his only coat on Bai En's shoulders, and trotted to unlock it.

Candy helped Bai En back into the car and asked, "Director Bai, I think you should go for a checkup. This is beyond the control of the medicine."

Bai En leaned his head on the seat weakly, fell down lightly, and colorless tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

Not only Candy, but even Bai En was taken aback, but he was so sad that he was unable to hold back the tears.

Emotions are getting more and more out of control, maybe it's good to see a doctor.

With a weak appearance and teary eyes, Bai En looked at the heavy snow outside the car.

The heart is cold and rational.

one hundred and seven

Zheng He cooked a pot of old duck soup, and asked Candy to let him stay and have a meal together. Candy smiled and said, "That's kind." After sitting down for less than 5 minutes, Bai Enqi went to work overtime.

Zheng He sat next to Bai En, holding a hot towel and applying it to Bai En's red eye sockets. He didn't know that Bai En had cried, and thought it was caused by the strong wind outside, and said, "I said you should put it on in the future. Put on your sunglasses, windproof."

Bai En has calmed down a bit now, and smiled after listening: "Didn't you say that I look ugly wearing sunglasses?"

Zheng He's face twitched all of a sudden, and after realizing that Bai En couldn't see his expression now, he reluctantly said: "You don't look ugly wearing sunglasses... Oh, don't take what I said, just remember to wear sunglasses, don't Asked so much."

In fact, it was precisely because Bai En's face was too attractive to wear sunglasses that Zheng He felt awkward looking at other people's eyes, so he said that, but Bai En actually remembered it.

"Okay, I see." Bai En took the towel away, blinked his sour eyes, looked at the person in front of him who was looking at him with a worried expression, leaned over and kissed him on the lips: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Zheng He exhaled: "Well, you should eat something first. If it's still like this tomorrow, we'll go to the hospital for an examination. Don't miss any vitamins. Your powerless appearance scares me to death."

Bai En rubbed Zheng He's curly hair, it was delicate.