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"If it's not for you, who is it for? Don't fucking fool me."

Liu Sheng thought he was thin-skinned and was embarrassed to say so, so he raised his foot and kicked his ass: "You said you are unlucky, just poor, as a man, it's not easy to work, what's the point of living .”

It just so happened that his friend came out after buying cigarettes, and while he was turning around to talk, Zhang Wei hurried away with the medicine.

Fortunately, Liu Sheng didn't care about him at all, and ran away as soon as he ran away.

Within two days, Fang Shaoyang's application for a business trip to India was approved, and he went to Zhang Wei's house before leaving.

It was only a few days before Zhang Wei joined Heming.

It is not easy for a freshman to find a job in Heming's IT department, especially for someone with an unimpressive bachelor's degree like him.He himself knew who it was because of, and because of the things he did for Shao Yang in private, he felt grateful and guilty towards He Qiao in his heart, always thinking about when he could see He Qiao, but he never had the chance.

On the day of the end of summer, it rained heavily along the river, and many people without umbrellas were trapped in the company waiting for someone to pick them up, including Zhang Wei.

At about eight o'clock, He Qiao and Zhou Peiyuan went downstairs to go home. When they passed the lobby, they saw a young man negotiating with the security guard in sign language.Seeing them, the security guard immediately stood at attention: "Mr. He!"

"What's going on?" Zhou Peiyuan looked at Zhang Ming.

"It seems that he is here to pick up someone, and he can't speak." The security guard pointed at his throat and waved his hand, "I didn't get through the phone, and I was asking him what department he is in and what his name is."

Zhang Ming made two errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr of uhrr, turned over the phone to show them, the words just typed on the screen: I am looking for my brother Zhang Wei, he is a computer engineer here.

"Are you Zhang Wei's younger brother?" He Qiao moved his gaze to his face.

He nodded vigorously, pointed to the rain outside, and pointed to the umbrella.He and Zhou looked at each other, their expressions became very complicated, especially Zhou Peiyuan, who had introduced Zhang Wei to the manpower, felt particularly uncomfortable.

After a few words with the security guard, Zhou Peiyuan led the people to sit in the waiting area: "I called your brother, sit here and wait. There is hot water and biscuits over there. Take whatever you want."

Zhang Ming nodded gratefully, sitting with his knees together in a very reserved posture.Feeling embarrassed after waiting for a while, he opened his backpack and took out his homework book for communication, pointed out his name on the cover, and smiled shyly at them both.

"Zhang Ming." He Qiao read it softly, and smiled back, "Good name."

Zhang Ming pointed at him, then at Zhou Peiyuan, his eyes wide open.Zhou Peiyuan immediately understood: "He is asking our names."

People always have a kind of inertial thinking, thinking that people who can't speak can't listen, deaf-mute and deaf-mute, the two cannot be distinguished.Both He Qiao and Zhou Peiyuan made this mistake. Their first reaction was to write their names down. He Qiao asked Zhou, "Do you have a pen?"

Zhou Peiyuan shook his head, and Zhang Ming immediately buried his head in the bag to take out it. After a long while, he suddenly said "ah" in surprise——

He found a pen that didn't belong to him.

He Qiao got close, and the moment he raised the pen, the smile on his face disappeared little by little.

The calm and dignified black pen barrel and platinum pen clip are limited editions. It is impossible to admit mistakes, and it is not something a teenage boy can afford.

One of his hearts gradually fell.

Obviously, it was packaged with great care, and when it was sent out, it was so precious that he didn't even want to hold it, so a stranger threw it in the bag, randomly putting it together with keys, chewing gum, and toilet paper.

Following his gaze, Zhou Peiyuan also noticed it, took a closer look and immediately snatched it over: "Where did you get this money?"

Zhang Ming was taken aback.

"I asked you where did you get this money?"

"Uh, uh, uh!"

"Peiyuan." Put a hand on his wrist, "Give him back the pen."

"This is Shao—" Zhou Peiyuan frowned and turned his head. Seeing the desolation and gloom between He Qiao's eyebrows, he couldn't bear to say the following words.

As soon as he let go of his hand, Zhang Ming snatched it back and held it preciously on his chest.

When Zhang Wei packed up his things and went downstairs to find his younger brother, Zhang Ming was still sitting on the sofa in the rest area, leaning against two umbrellas wrapped in plastic bags.

"Mingming, let's go." Zhang Wei carried the schoolbag for him, pulled him up but found that he was looking at a pen in his hand thoughtfully, and asked, "What's the matter, why are you out of your mind?"

Looking up and seeing that it was his elder brother, Zhang Ming moved his mouth.He wanted to tell him that someone robbed Brother Shao Yang's pen just now, but suddenly realized that he didn't even know the other person's name, so he shook his head and gave up, carefully putting the pen into the middle of his schoolbag.

—

India, New Delhi, the scorching heat is unbearable.

Just one morning after arriving here, Fang Shaoyang found that the preparation work before going abroad was far from enough.

First of all, the language. The locals speak Indian English so shockingly that even the translator he brought with him was stunned, not to mention that he is a handicapped Level [-] English speaker.

The second is the mindset.I don’t know whether it’s his bad luck or the local level is generally the same. The few Indians who are in charge of connecting with him compare each other, and they can’t understand a simple thing. The difference in thinking is as big as the Mariana Trench.

After the first three days, Fang Shaoyang had an epiphany, and it was impossible to expect the Indians to explain why Rongxin was not selling well. The deep reason had to be discovered by himself.From the fourth day onwards, he completely gave up the group of workers in the foundry and subsidiaries, left the translator and ran around the streets alone, entering home appliance stores and stores as soon as he saw them, and was so tired that he almost suffered from heatstroke several times.

But the old grandson really didn't lie to him, the knowledge here is profound.

As one of the first home appliance brands to enter the Indian market, Rongxin took the route of "low price and high quality", repackaging several affordable models that sold well in China, and then invited the hottest celebrities here to endorse it to increase its popularity.The channel fee, promotion fee, and bus fee are all spent, and there is no problem with the product quality. It stands to reason that it should not be difficult to sell.But the fact is that in the past five years in the Indian market, Rongxin has not only failed to compete with Indian local brands, but even failed to rank among the top three in China, which surprised everyone.

Where is the problem?

Fang Shaoyang has no other strengths, except that he can die.He kept in mind the old Suntou's old saying "not knowing your opponent is equal to doing nothing." He first bought all the models that sold well in the market and disassembled them, and stayed behind closed doors for two days. Strolling from sunrise to late at night, no matter if it was a shanty town or a building area, they drilled all the way, which made the local assistant terrified, for fear that something might happen to him.

On the seventh night, after finishing the materials, he was so excited that he couldn't fall asleep. He lay on the bed with his arms under his head and thought about those points over and over again. His cerebral cortex was still very active at 11 o'clock at night.

Turning over, the phone next to the pillow was on, and it was the communication company reminding him to pay the phone bill.After clicking on the chat interface, he suddenly realized something: he hadn't contacted He Qiao for almost three days.

The last call was still three days ago, he made it.

Looking at the name in the call log, the longing in my heart was highlighted, and I felt a little empty in my arms, and I really wanted to hear He Qiao's voice.

But dialing the past, the waiting time was longer than expected.

No one answered the first call.

asleep?

Dial again, more than a dozen rings.

"Hey."

He Qiao's voice was tired, but Fang Shaoyang didn't care.He lay on the bed hugging the pillow, and opened his mouth to complain: "If I don't hit you, you won't hit me, right?"

"Which one."

"Me," he was taken aback, "Shao Yang."

After a moment of silence, He Qiao said in a nasal voice, "I fell asleep just now, so I didn't pay attention to the name."

Received this much colder reaction than expected, Fang Shaoyang was immediately unhappy: "What do you mean, I can't even hear my voice?"

"Didn't you say I fell asleep?" He Qiao woke up a little, "What's the matter with calling so late?"

"Can't I call you if it's okay?"

"Don't say anything, it's getting late."

"He Qiao, what do you mean." Fang Shaoyang got up abruptly, "It's fine if you don't contact me for a few days, but you just call you after so much trouble?"

There was silence on the phone, and he paced restlessly around the room.

After a long time, He Qiao said lightly, "What's my attitude?"

"That's the attitude! How did I offend you? If you don't want to talk to me, just tell me, I don't want to stick my hot face on your cold ass."

"I've said it straight." The other side took a deep breath, "You didn't offend me, I'm just tired from work."

"You're tired, do you think I'm not tired? I wanted to call you after taking a short rest, but you're fine, you're so ignorant. If you don't say it, I won't. I'll call you later. dog."

Just as I was about to hang up the phone in anger, I suddenly heard two low coughs from the other side, as if someone had taken the phone away, and suddenly stopped holding it.

"Fang Shaoyang, has anyone ever told you that you are selfish?"

He Qiao's voice was much colder than before, and a little hoarse.

"I haven't had a call for three days. You call me at one o'clock in the morning and ask me to listen. Why do you have it?"

There is a two-hour time difference between the two sides, and it is already one o'clock in the morning in Linjiang.

Fang Shaoyang's head buzzed for a moment, his attitude was not as tough as before, and he argued in a muffled voice: "But I just miss you, I miss you, I miss you so much that I can't sleep, I just want to hear your words Voice, is there something wrong with this?"

Weak signal, rustling noise, waiting makes people anxious.

"You can call, or I don't have to answer." He Qiao said.

"..." Fang Shaoyang slammed down the wall angrily, "Forget it, I was wrong about what happened tonight. I bought you a gift, guess what—"

"No, I don't need it."

"unnecessary?"

"Ah."

Finally panicked.

"You didn't even ask what it is, how do you know you don't need it? Maybe you will like it very much. Brother Qiao, don't be angry, okay?"

As long as he spoke in this tone before, He Qiao would have nothing to do with him, but today is an exception.

The more clumsy he was today, the more hurt He Qiao was.There is no evidence, but he clearly feels that Shao Yang has never taken this relationship seriously, but just perfunctory and coping like tonight, and only admits a mistake or two when he sees that he can't get past it.

"Can I hang up?"

Across the ocean, He Qiao's voice sounded particularly harsh, as if he was facing a bastard who hurt his heart, and he had nothing to do with this bastard.

"Let me hang up, Fang Shaoyang."

Is this rhythm okay?I feel that I have improved compared to the previous book, and I am so happy that I go around in circles.