The president who wears books is cold

"What's wrong? Are you worried?"

After observing Xu Lin for a while, Zuo Lin asked in a low voice.

Jude Building can be regarded as the best Chinese restaurant in the city. It is divided into upper and lower floors. It has a wide view and is made of wood. There are only four colors of red, black, yellow and green inside, creating an antique feeling as a whole.

After three years of expansion, Beiwang is now a design studio that has begun to take shape.

There are nearly [-] designers in the design room, plus their respective assistants, so every time they have a dinner, they can keep the largest private room from being crowded.

It's just that young people like to be lively, and when they entered Beiwang was the most difficult period, so Xu Lin, the big boss, has always been very conniving to them.

In the past three years, Zuo Lin could feel the obvious changes in Xu Lin.

He seems to have become a little more easy-going, and seems to have become easier to get close to, but this is all on the surface, in private, Zuo Lin only feels that he no longer maintains an overly intimate relationship with anyone.

Apart from going to work, sleeping and eating, Zuo Lin didn't even feel that he had that kind of so-called entertainment.

He was the most typical workaholic at all, but when he thought of Ding Shuyan's death back then, and the secrets he didn't know hidden behind his death, Zuo Lin felt it was justifiable.

In any case, that person is dead. Although it is a dispensable thing for ordinary people, for those who knew him, it will become a scar that will never heal.

Seeing that Xu Lin kept his mind wandering since the two met that day, Zuo Lin couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Young people like to drink beer when they have dinner, but Xu Lin either doesn't drink it, or he only drinks that kind of strong pure foreign wine with ice.

Seeing Xu Lin shaking his head, and about to drink the half glass of foreign wine in his hand, Zuo Lin snatched his glass worriedly, and said, "It's all right, you haven't eaten much tonight!"

After saying that, he stood up and took some food from each of Xu Lin's bowls, and then pushed the bowl in front of him.

Although Xu Lin was cold, he had a good temper. Every time Wang Mian said something wrong because he was quick to say something, or he deliberately satirized him, he would just laugh it off.

Zuo Lin felt a little strange at first, but after a while later, he realized that it was just Xu Linzai's way of thanking himself and Wang Mian for their help.

I don't know how kind he will be to the person he likes.

Every time he thought of this, Zuo Lin couldn't help but look forward to it.

It's a pity that the two are not only friends but also business partners, or even if he intends to show his affection, the dull Xu Lin may not be able to detect it.

After thinking this way, Zuo Lin quickly felt a burst of frustration.

Many years ago, after that incident, Zuo Lin didn't feel that he still had the ability to love others, but since he met Xu Lin and after his own observation, he felt that being with someone with such a personality was probably a good thing. nice thing.

"By the way, why isn't Wang Mian coming?"

Seeing that Xu Lin had finished eating those things in the bowl, Zuo Lin poured another bowl of fresh fish soup for him, and said, "He is in love now, and we probably won't have a chance to see him for a long time after that."

Xu Lin took the bowl of soup and was about to drink it, when Zuo Lin hurriedly yelled again: "Wait a minute, it's hot!"

There was a lot of voices in the room. Although the ages of the group were not much different, Xu Lin and Zuo Lin were the leaders after all. After coming over to offer a few glasses of wine, they hid themselves and played. up.

Fisting or fifteen or twenty, it’s all about making the other party drink that glass of wine. The more they drink, the more childish the game they play. In the end, even the rock-paper-scissors and even the little bee are having fun. Almost.

Xu Lin took a look at his group of blushing subordinates who automatically blocked them and left him and Zuo Lin in a corner every time and ignored them, suddenly remembered and said: "By the way, Wang Mian and his Has the girlfriend been together for almost half a year? Why haven't we seen her once?"

Hearing this, Zuo Lin pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, with a half-smile expression on his face, and said, "Do you want to see her?"

"They're all friends. When most people get a girlfriend, they can't wait to show it off in front of their friends, right?"

Zuo Lin sneered, and said, "Just him?" Seeing that Xu Lin was still looking at him, Zuo Lin could not help leaning into his ear, and whispered, "He thinks you and I are too handsome, unless he succeeds in proposing marriage, otherwise he is He will not rashly bring his girlfriend to us."

In fact, the surroundings were very noisy, and there was no need for him to come close to Xu Lin's ear and whisper to him, but Zuo Lin just enjoyed this illusion that they were very close.

Seeing Xu Lin drink the bowl of fresh fish soup with a smile, Zuo Lin looked at him quietly for a while, thinking that the unhappiness in his heart did not disappear because of the conversation between the two of them.

It's a pity that this person... Even if someone put a gun to his temple and asked him to tell the truth, it would probably be of no use.

Just as Zuo Lin predicted, just after the dinner this evening, Xu Lin, who usually rarely gets drunk, became drunk.

Although he looks normal, the corners of his mouth are always raised, even if the arc is very small, but the big boss usually only gives people the illusion of being pleasant and approachable when he is drunk.

Thinking of Xu Lin's generosity to them on weekdays, Beiwang's group of employees gradually showed disappointment after going out.

"Don't you still have me? What's the hurry?"

Zuo Lin laughed out loud after speaking, and said to a group of overjoyed people: "Well, Chen Che, come here for a while."

Chen Che, who had just been in the design room for a year, ran towards him happily.

"There is cash in the bag, this is a credit card, but..." Zuo Lin glanced at Chen Che, whose eyes were shining brightly, without expression, and said, "Don't go too far. buckle."

"What about the upper limit? What is the upper limit?"

Seeing Chen Che's anxious face, Zuo Lin smiled lightly and gestured with him.

"Boss, you are too kind!"

"How much?!"

Seeing the group of young people disappearing in a mighty manner around Chen Che, Zuo Lin walked towards Xu Lin who had been waiting there, and said, "Let's go."

Knowing that Zuo Lin didn't like playing with them, Xu Lin nodded.

In the past few years, his savings have been used by him to buy the exaggerated sports car that Xie Junnan didn't use at all, so every time he goes out, he borrows or rides in Zuo Lin's black Audi.

Fortunately, Zuo Lin has always been generous, except for filling up the gas tank for him when he remembered, Zuo Lin didn't say anything more about it.

It's midsummer again, but because of a heavy rain just last night, the weather is not too hot.

Xu Lin felt sleepy for a while, thinking that this place is far away from his home, chatted with Zuo Lin for a few words, and then he simply opened the window and leaned on the chair seat and fell asleep.

There are many scenes entangled in the dream, the process of him and Li Xin getting acquainted, the appearance of him and Xie Junnan when they quarreled, but in the end, the picture will be fixed on Ding Shuyan's incomplete face.

Recalling what the man in the white coat had said to him back then, Xu Lin gradually relaxed his hands, and then suddenly opened his eyes.

The surrounding light is not very bright, and Zuo Lin in the carriage is smoking.

"I slept for a long time?"

"No, I just arrived too." After finishing speaking, Zuo Lin extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and said in a casual tone: "Xu Lin, were you having a nightmare just now?"

"Ah."

"Dream what? Scary?"

"Ding Shuyan."

I didn't expect that he would say Ding Shuyan's name without notice in such a scene, which was like a taboo. Even though Zuo Lin was very curious about what happened to them back then, in the end, he just said lightly: " It's in the past."

"I know."

When he got off the car, Xu Lin realized that he was a little drunk, his head was dizzy, and his limbs were weak.

He was resting by the car door with one hand, Zuo Lin had already got out of the car, he held his arm and said, "I'll take you upstairs."

"Thank you."

When Zuo Lin helped Xu Lin, whose consciousness was gradually blurred, to the elevator, he heard a piercing sound behind him.

I didn't see anyone coming out of the elevator just now, so how long has the person who suddenly started the car and drove it so fast been in this garage?

Thinking of the time and the noise that person made, Zuo Lin couldn't help but say: "No quality."

After arriving home, Xu Lin rushed to the bathroom.

Hearing the sound of flushing water, Zuo Lin leaned against the door and lit another cigarette for himself, thinking that this person was stubborn enough.

"If you vomit, then vomit, I won't laugh at you."

Seeing that Xu Lin's figure froze slightly, Zuo Lin's smile became more obvious.

"Is it okay for you to take a shower by yourself?"

Xu Lin shook his head and said, "What about you? Do you want to take a shower here before going back?"

Although the weather wasn't too hot, his body still felt sticky and wet, and thinking of the many people smoking in that private room just now, Zuo Lin nodded.

"Shall I find you my clothes?"

The two people's statures are similar, and Xu Lin likes to buy unopened shirts of the same style. After thinking about it, Zuo Lin said, "Okay."

When I came out of the shower, there was no one in the living room.

Seeing that the door of the bedroom was open, and there was a bit of light that was not very bright inside, Zuo Lin took another glass of water and walked in.

He probably wanted to say goodbye to him before going to sleep, but when Zuo Lin entered, Xu Lin had already fallen asleep.

She slept on her side, covering her entire face with a quilt, leaving only a bunch of black hair outside.

Thinking that his sleeping habit is a bit like a child, Zuo Lin couldn't help but put down the water glass and pulled down his quilt a little.

Xu Lin, who was asleep, frowned tightly, as if he was trapped by something unhappy.

Zuo Lin looked at him quietly for a while, then stretched out his hand to smooth the center of his brows.

"Don't make trouble, Li Xin, I'm sleepy..."

Li Xin?

Zuo Lin withdrew his hand without expression, only feeling that the name was somewhat familiar.

So this is the person he has been thinking about for so many years?

But what about that person now?

Why did they separate in the first place?

After turning off all the lights and doors in the bedroom, Zuo Lin couldn't help but look at the furnishings inside the room before leaving.

Exactly the same as three years ago.

Zuo Lin shook his head, thinking that he would never find anyone who misses the past more than him in his life.

Also, was his abnormality three years ago caused by that person named Li Xin?

After thinking this way, Zuo Lin felt slightly short of breath, and then he smoked a cigarette in the garage before leaving.

Although he didn't want to see Li Xin, the newspapers were full of reports about him in the past few days.

After studying financial management abroad for nearly four years, he returned to China at this time because his father was seriously ill and he needed to come back to inherit the family business.

What about the acting career that he was extremely passionate about?Just give up like this?

Thinking of this, the corners of Xu Lin's mouth rose slightly.

But he didn't think he really understood the meaning it represented.

When going to work on Monday, Xu Lin's assistant happily rushed over with a stack of documents and said, "Boss, you must like this case!"

Xu Lin put down his bag and just smiled.

At the beginning, because I and Zuo Lin disagreed, under Wang Mian's adjustment, Beiwang is now divided into left and right parts.

The left part is managed by Zuo Lin, targeting middle-class consumers, while the right part managed by Xu Lin is more upscale.

After Xu Lin got the document from his assistant and glanced at it casually, his expression became focused.

"How is it? Boss, am I right?"

"Well, you're right."

"Then you want to raise my salary?"

When Xu Lin raised his head, the young assistant immediately left his office with a dry smile.

That afternoon, Xu Lin stopped a taxi to go to Quezhiling where the property was located.

Quezhiling is the most expensive residential area in the city. After the taxi driver slowly drove the car to that area, Xu Lin understood why the housing price was so high.

The entire residential area is located on a gentle hillside. Every five or six minutes by car, he can see a single-family villa hidden in the shade or among flowers. The villas have different shapes.

Thinking of the rumor that the villas here were bought by the owners of a piece of land first, and then hired someone to build it according to their own preferences, Xu Lin suddenly understood that this rumor was also true.

The taxi drove up from the entrance of the community for nearly half an hour, and finally arrived at a two-story building built on the steps, with a square shape and a large area of ​​red interspersed with a little white. Stop in front of the villa.

Just looking at the shape of the building, it looks like a modern art museum.

Xu Lin rang the doorbell outside the fence, and after a while, a middle-aged man who looked a bit simple and honest walked down the 20-storey steps to open the door for him.

"Hi, I'm Xu Lin."

"Hi, my name is Zhang."

"Hello, Mr. Zhang."

The two shook hands, and the man surnamed Zhang led Xu Lin into the room.

The room was empty and quiet, but at the moment of entering the door, Xu Lin was still involuntarily stunned.

A long time ago, he remembered that he seemed to have told someone that if one day he was able to build a house of his own, the interior of the house must look like this.

The view is wide, the floor is covered with light red log plank floor tiles, the living room is semi-independent, separated by two to three steps, and the stairs to the second floor are rotated at the back, and there is an independent studio next to the building, and the open space in the middle can be used The transparent tempered glass is used as the ceiling, and then a small flower room is enclosed there.

The furniture that should be placed in the room, the material of the furniture seems to be formed in his head the moment he enters the door.

Or, it was because I had been thinking about it for a long time before.

"Mr. Zhang, did you design this?"

It seemed that he said this sentence unconsciously, and when Xu Lin turned around in embarrassment, the man had already smiled and said, "No, besides, I'm not the head of the household here either."

The two were talking, and someone came in with a lot of things on the phone.

Xu Lin looked at Li Xin who hadn't had time to raise his head, and belatedly remembered that those words he said were meant for him.