How's your day

Thanks to Gao Quan, Cheng Fei was not late the next day.However, because he slept in a hotel and didn't change his clothes, he could only arrive at the company wearing the crumpled and alcohol-stained clothes from yesterday.

Fortunately, everyone was so busy that they didn't have time to drink their saliva, and there was no time to look at his clothes.

But there are always exceptions. When Manager Wang asked him to go to the office, the first thing he said when he saw him was: "Why are you still wearing yesterday's clothes?"

Cheng Fei said with some embarrassment: "I drank some wine and didn't change my clothes."

Manager Wang had disgust written all over his face, "I was planning to invite you to dinner with the people from AYA at night. You will definitely not be able to go like this. If you can, go out and ask Xiao Li to come in."

AYA?

A face flashed in Cheng Fei's mind.

"I can go." He said hastily, "There is a shopping mall next door, just wait until I go shopping for a suit of clothes."

Manager Wang frowned and looked at him for a long time, and finally waved his hand and said, "Okay, that's it."

Cheng Fei ran to the shopping mall next door during his lunch break, and finally bought a suit. Standing in front of the full-length mirror in the fitting room, he felt a little familiar no matter how he looked at it.

When he took the car to the restaurant, he realized that the suit he was wearing was very similar to the one Song Yu was wearing when he met Song Yu before, which made him feel a little restless in an instant.

But when they arrived at the hotel, there was no Song Yu in the box, only Li Xiu'an and another general manager surnamed Chen.

Although Cheng Fei had met Li Xiu'an many times, Li Xiu'an had never seen Cheng Fei. When he saw him, he regarded him as Ruizhi's little employee, and proudly nodded his chin as a greeting.

Manager Wang sat down with Cheng Fei, introduced each other with a business smile, and poured a glass of wine into the empty wine glass in front of Li Xiu'an.

Li Xiu'an raised his eyebrows and said, "I won't drink today, my family won't let me drink."

Cheng Fei, who was sitting by the side, immediately tensed up when he heard the words, and his body was almost sitting upright.

Manager Wang smiled and said, "President Li already married?"

Li Xiu'an nodded ambiguously and didn't say much.

Before Manager Wang could ask any more questions, Li Xiu'an's cell phone rang suddenly. He looked down and suddenly laughed, "Say Cao Cao Cao Cao is here."

He picked up the phone, "Why did you remember to call me?"

"I'm having dinner with Ruizhi's people, why don't you come and eat with us?"

"What happened to the wool?"

"Then you bring it here."

"I asked the driver to pick you up, are you in the hospital?"

Li Xiu'an hung up the phone and said to Manager Chen beside him, "Hurry up, remove all the wine from the table, or I will be scolded again when he comes."

Manager Wang said with a smile: "I saw that Mr. Li is also a strict wife."

"I can't help it." Li Xiujian sighed pretendingly, "My guy has a big temper, but I can't handle him, so I can only follow along."

Cheng Fei could no longer hear what they were talking about, his mind was full of wool, wool, wool.

Is it the yarn he thought of?

Is it... the wool from Song Yu's house?

No way.

He gritted his teeth, barely kept his face calm, and denied it over and over again in his heart.

You must have misheard, not wool.

Even if it's wool, it's not only Song Yu's family that has wool, maybe someone Li Xiu'an knows also has wool.

Until Song Yu appeared in the private room holding a ball of wool, the crumbling mask on Cheng Fei's face finally collapsed and turned into pieces.

Song Yu was not surprised when he saw Cheng Fei, maybe he guessed that he was here, so he sat down on the seat next to Li Xiu'an with the woolen yarn in his arms.

"What's wrong with the wool?" Li Xiu'an asked him affectionately, reaching out to touch the wool hidden in Song Yu's arms.

Song Yu gave him a weird look and said, "It hasn't eaten for a few days, so I took it to the hospital for a check and prescribed some medicine."

Woolen, who hardly ever went out, had been hiding in Song Yu's arms because of fear. Now he smelled a familiar smell, and finally raised his head to find the source of the familiar smell.

Li Xiu'an nodded its head, "Little bitch."

Mao Xian yelled at him, got up from Song Yu's arms, and jumped into his arms.

Li Xiu'an hugged it, stroked it gently, and said to Song Yu: "I think it's because you are used to it not eating, and you always feed it small dried fish all day long. Can it love cat food? Lock up its snacks from now on." Get up, no snacks if you don’t eat.”

The wool in his arms seemed to understand, and he raised his head and yelled at him dissatisfied.

Li Xiu'an looked down at him, and said with a smile: "Are you going to be obedient in the future?"

Wool flicked its tail and let out a cute cry. Li Xiu'an patted its head, "If you are obedient, I will give you dried fish."

Manager Wang looked at the two of them and said, "You two have such a good relationship."

Song Yu was a little puzzled, "What?"

Li Xiu'an put his arm on the back of Song Yu's chair, nodded, and said with a smile, "It's pretty good."

Song Yu glanced at him sideways, and he raised an eyebrow at Song Yu.

"It's really enviable." Manager Wang flattered.

Cheng Fei has been looking at Song Yu since he entered the door, but Song Yu never cast his eyes on him once, as if he didn't exist.

Maybe he has already put it down. Facing him is like facing a stranger, so you don't need to worry about it.

Unlike him, he still has fantasies in his heart.

When they first separated, whenever he thought of Song Yu, Cheng Fei would feel an indescribable emotion, mixed with a little sadness, sadness, and hatred.

Yes, hate.

If you want to say whether you hate it or not, of course you hate it. Any person who is left behind will naturally have hatred in his heart.

He loves him so much.

He loves Song Yu so much.

So after Song Yu chose not to let him go, how could he not hate him?

But the hatred was neither strong nor long-lasting.

It will slowly, little by little be eaten away by something called longing.

When he arrived in London, in a new and strange place, he stopped dreaming about the scene of the night they broke up, but dreamed about the past between him and Song Yu all night long.

He realized that he didn't hate Song Yu anymore, and he began to miss Song Yu uncontrollably.

But the scene in front of him was telling him how powerless and useless his longing was.

No one will wait for him, a miss is a miss.

Everyone else has moved forward, why is he the only one who is still standing still?

Perhaps it was because Cheng Fei's gaze was too obvious, Song Yu finally looked at him and asked him, "Why don't you move your chopsticks?"

Everyone at the table was chatting and eating, only Cheng Fei sat abruptly without moving.

Cheng Fei avoided his gaze, lowered his eyes, and silently picked up the chopsticks.

Song Yu wanted to say something else, but Li Xiu'an next to him said, "Do you know each other?"

Song Yu was stunned for a moment, Cheng Fei also raised his head to look at him at this time, he paused, and said, "Yes, I know."

Li Xiu'an looked very surprised, "Why didn't I hear you mention it before?"

"That's how I found out that he works in Ruizhi." Song Yu twitched the corner of his mouth.

Manager Wang said: "So President Song and Xiao Cheng know each other? Xiao Cheng just joined the company yesterday, and I haven't heard him mention it." He turned his head to look at Cheng Fei, half complaining and half pleasantly saying, "Why is such an important matter so important?" Didn't you tell me in advance?"

Cheng Fei smiled dryly, but remained silent.

Manager Wang didn't mind his silence, and said to Song Yu and Li Xiu'an: "Our two companies were originally in a cooperative relationship, but now it's even better, we will get closer."

Song Yu smiled perfunctorily and said nothing. He noticed that Cheng Fei's mood was not right, but it was not convenient for him to ask him what was wrong, but it seemed that even if the occasion was suitable, it was not convenient for him to ask.

However, Li Xiu'an was very excited, he was very interested in the relationship between Song Yu and Cheng Fei, "How did you know each other? When did you know each other?"

Song Yu glanced at him, "What's none of your business?"

Li Xiu'an: "I'm curious."

"Shut up and eat your food." Song Yu said mercilessly.

The little monster in Cheng Fei's body was about to break through his reason and run out.

He realized one thing.

It turned out that Song Yu had never mentioned himself to Li Xiu'an, and Li Xiu'an didn't know him at all, and he didn't have any reaction to the name Cheng Fei.

why?

Do you not want to mention it, or do you think it is unnecessary to mention it?

"Did you see that?" Li Xiu'an said to the two managers showing off, "He's just like that, very fierce, I can't do anything about him."

Manager Wang smiled approvingly.

Now Li Xiu'an was full of pride in discovering Song Yu's little secret, and waved at Manager Chen in a chattering tone: "Go, order some bottles of wine, some expensive ones!"

Song Yu turned her head and glared at him. The subtext is that I won't send you back if you drink too much.

Li Xiu'an fearlessly said to Manager Chen: "Don't drink later, I will be responsible for driving me back later." After speaking, he raised an eyebrow at Song Yu, so it's okay, right?

Song Yu didn't bother to talk to him, seeing that someone was responsible for taking him home, she just ignored him, drinking as much as she liked, it's best to drink to death.

Cheng Fei looked at the two people's eyebrows from the side, knowing what the other meant without saying a word, biting his tongue bitterly.

When Manager Chen brought the wine to the table, he poured himself a glass first, raised his glass to Li Xiu'an and said, "This glass is for Mr. Li."

Li Xiu'an looked at him with a serious look on his face, pushed down the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and didn't express his opinion.

Cheng Fei poured his head back, poured another glass of wine and said to Song Yu, "This glass is for Mr. Song."

Song Yu frowned as Cheng Fei downed the whole glass of wine in one breath, and said when he was about to pour the wine, "Okay, today is not a banquet, so let's order."

Cheng Fei put down his pouring hand and smiled at Song Yu, "Okay."

Others’ pig feet start various companies and become bosses before graduating. They are a group of 6 stock investors. Why do my pig feet graduate students come back after finishing their studies, and I’m still a hard-working wage earner?

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Others’ pig feet start various companies and become bosses before graduating. They are a group of 6 stock investors. Why do my pig feet graduate students come back after finishing their studies, and I’m still a hard-working wage earner?