There is a crematorium, I won't say who it is

The car stopped at the door of He Rijun Zailai.

Xie Wen patted the driver's seat behind Meng Shu: "Do you have the key on it?"

"Oh, yes."

After receiving the key, Xie Wen walked around on his index finger and got out of the car. Before reaching the steps to enter the store, he turned a corner and ran directly to the coffee shop next door.

In front of the store's main entrance are hung many guards, sunny dolls, and red ribbons from temples. When the door was opened, two puppet cats jumped down from the cat climbing frame obediently and rubbed against Xie Wen affectionately. Those Martin boots.

He put the keys in his trouser pocket, squatted down and picked up one of them, feeling a heavy warm feeling in his arms.Xie Wen stroked the head of the puppet in his arms, and started strolling in the coffee shop.

The setting here is more European style, with warm-colored chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, and there is no one in each booth, only the melodious and affectionate singing is transmitted through the speakers to every corner where the lights can shine.

"Meow~"

The little puppet in his arms jumped out of Xie Wen's arms nimbly and ran to the order counter.

Xie Wen's eyes were firmly glued to the kitten, and he followed it.As early as when he was sensible, he really wanted to keep a small pet at home, but his mother was allergic to any living things with long hairs. As long as there were tiny hairs in the room, he would keep sneezing, so Xie Wen gave up this idea.

Later, when he grew up, he was busy with his studies and band training, and gradually forgot about it.

For some reason, seeing these two obedient cats, Xie Wen's thoughts on keeping pets were quietly hooked again.

There were two waiters sitting in front of the order counter, a man and a woman, sitting on the high bar stool with their backs to Xie Wen. They seemed to be playing games together, even Xie Wen stood behind them without realizing it.

They looked like a couple.

Xie Wen touched his chin, knuckle-fingered fingers tapped on the cold marble table: "... hello."

As soon as his hand was hanging down, another puppet ran towards him and jumped into his arms nimbly. Xie Wen had to stretch out both hands to catch it in a panic.

"Ah~"

It seems that this is an Aou cat, and it looks like Ao every time it makes a sound.

When Xie Wen raised his eyes, he saw that the waitress was already standing in front of him with a surprised look on her face.

"Sorry," he looked a little embarrassed, "Is there a menu here?"

Except for one machine, the ordering table is empty and there is nothing.

The business of this coffee shop is too bad. Even if it is so cold in a famous tourist spot like Huaxie Avenue, the owner of the shop will go bankrupt sooner or later, he speculates in his heart.

"Sorry, it's closed today."

The waiter bowed to him apologetically.

"Not open?" Xie Wen raised his eyebrows, "Is it time to get off work? Then when do you usually open?"

"Ah, well," the waiter tried to remember, "the business hours are not fixed, sometimes during the day and sometimes at night, as long as the boss is in the store, we will be open."

"?"

Xie Wen looked around in disbelief: "So your boss is not here now, so you won't open?"

"That's the truth."

"..." Xie Wen said, "When is your boss usually here?"

"I can't say for sure," the waiter said distressedly, "sometimes during the day and sometimes at night."

Xie Wen: "..."

"Okay, I see," he put the cat down, "I'll order another day when he comes."

While walking out, Xie Wen complained in his heart: Such a wayward store deserves bankruptcy.

Meng Shu hadn't come back yet, he pushed open the door of his store, inspected every corner like a year ago, and finally opened the long dusty violin making room.

The tool knife used to polish the bass beam and the pair of monocles are still on the workbench. I don’t know if they are rusty.

Xie Wen leaned against the door with folded arms and watched for a while, then slowly went up to the third floor.

He rummaged through to find the key and unlocked the room. The light was turned on, and the room was filled with a choking dusty smell, mixed with a slightly damp breath.

There was a mobile phone that had long been out of power and could not be turned on on the carpet. There was a small gap in the closet. You can imagine how hurriedly the owner of the room left at that time. Space.

Xie Wen stepped forward, picked up the mobile phone on the carpet, then opened the bottom layer of the bedside table, put the mobile phone in and closed it again, without even thinking of taking a look.

He already has a new life circle, the old one can be discarded.

In the second half of the night, he spent the night in the guest room at home. Although it was not the familiar bed and pillows in his memory, the joy of returning to his hometown washed away the slight discomfort, and he slept well that night.

When I opened my eyes the next day, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.In the past, Xie Wen never stayed in bed. He is an extremely self-disciplined person, and he has developed a habit of getting up early every day.

After staying in Rome for a long time, it really will change with the living characteristics of the local people, and even those habits that have lasted for more than ten years have not escaped.

Xie Wen turned over on the bed, reached out and took out his cell phone from under the pillow, and saw Meng Shu sending him a message.

【Boss, the store has opened. Xian Lu asked me to buy some new clothes for you. I don’t think I can wear the old ones for the time being. I put them on the sofa. 】

Xie Wen typed a line to reply him.

[Thank you, prepare for this afternoon and take me to see the site of the educational project. 】

Turning off the phone screen, Xie Wen rubbed his eyes and grabbed some clothes in the living room, went back to the room to change, and cleaned the bedroom again by himself. He put the autumn and winter styles in the closet into the front-loading washing machine. He dug out the spring and summer styles in the vacuum-sealed bag one by one.

After tidying up, it was already noon, so he went downstairs to have a meal with Meng Shu, and then drove to the Youth Palace in the East District of Tangjia City together.

Halfway through the car, Meng Shu suddenly turned around and drove towards the Qiaoxi District not far from the city center. Xie Wen sat up straight and took off his sunglasses: "...Aren't you going to go to school?"

"I'm going to visit the school, but the school has changed address and is not in the Youth Palace now."

"Not here?" Xie Wen's heart suddenly sank, "What's going on?"

"This matter is a bit complicated, let's talk about it in detail when we arrive."

In the end they stopped in front of an activity center, and a very modern building came into view, which was completely different from the modeling drawings Xie Wen saw at that time. "Six big characters, he almost thought this was some kind of business capital.

"Get out of the car boss, we're here."

Meng Shu led him into the gate, Xie Wen wore a mask and sunglasses, walked around the huge lobby on the first floor, and then said: "This building occupies at least three times the area of ​​the Youth Palace. Persuading the Yucheng Group to negotiate such a large piece of land?"

What's more, it is close to the city center, and the price of land is even more expensive.

"Our partner is no longer Yucheng Group," Meng Shu explained bit by bit, "Boss, you were still in Italy when the accident happened. The acquisition by the first son was originally a family strife. As a result, the second son exposed many of his father's violations of law and discipline. As a result, Nian Yucheng was ordered to suspend his job by the government for investigation, and all projects under his name were forced to abort."

Xie Wen opened his eyes wide.

"Now, this project has a new investor, and this is the address he personally chose," Meng Shu continued, "The Youth Palace is only three or four floors, and this building is far more than three or four floors. made money."

There are many publicity stands placed on both sides of the hall, and he pointed to one of them and said: "Tangjia City now attaches great importance to music education. Our activity center has cooperated with many foreign music colleges. Outstanding students can go abroad at public expense." Studying abroad, I believe it will develop better and better in the future.”

Xie Wen stood in front of the stand and looked at it for a while, before saying, "This is a good thing."

"Go back and transfer some money from my bank card to invest in it. It's good to set up scholarships or bursaries. It can be regarded as compensation for not following the project this year."

He stroked Meng Shu's shoulder, but he smiled and shook his head without saying anything.

The music activity center has already been put into use, and the elevator slowly descended to the first floor. Many students aged [-] or [-] rushed out with their schoolbags on their backs. They jumped over two men and ran out of the gate together. During this period, many boys and girls slowed down and looked at it curiously. Xie Wen.

"Oh, by the way, boss, if you really want to continue participating in this project, why don't you come to be the spokesperson of the music activity center? It's most suitable for you to do it. We in Tangjia City are now focusing on music development..."

"Let's forget it, I'm not a star." Xie Wen refused with a smile.

"Don't say that, you are also the initiator of this project, and the appearance conditions are so suitable, maybe many people secretly regard you as an idol."

Meng Shu blocked the door of the elevator that was about to close: "Why don't you go to the office area on the top floor? Usually, many partners have meetings there."

Xie Wen obediently followed him into the elevator.

The red numbers are stacked layer by layer, and finally stop on the [-]th floor. The whole floor is very quiet, and every wide corridor displays commemorative photos of the music education project from its inception to its implementation.

Xie Wen looked over one by one, and saw many photos of himself in the promenade with the theme of "infancy period". He took out his mobile phone to take a few pictures, and asked: "When were these taken, I don't even remember .”

"It's been too long, it's about autumn last year." Meng Shu smiled, "It's going to be autumn this year, how can I remember that?"

Xie Wen continued to browse, and sure enough, as Meng Shu said, most of the partners who signed the agreement during the prototype period did not coincide with the faces of the people who participated in the ribbon-cutting ceremony in the later photos. I think the incident of Yucheng Group was a blow to the project. Heavy.

In the commemorative corridor of the "Landing Implementation Period", he stood in front of a blurry photo of a construction site inspection, his voice slightly raised.

"Meng Shu, do you think the man here...does he look like Xue Wei?"

Meng Shu let out a cry, and hurriedly leaned over to have a look, his mouth opened, he hesitated to speak, but he still couldn't think of what to say.

How should I explain this to my boss?

"Ah, um, that's right, this seems to be him."

"—Hush," Xie Wen smiled at him wearing sunglasses, and pointed behind him with his slender fingers, "You really gave me a surprise."

The two straightened their bodies and looked at the door of the conference room at the end of the corridor and beside the floor-to-ceiling windows. Several men in suits came out talking. Facing the afternoon sun, Xie Wen clearly saw that one of the men was Jiang Zhiye.

Speaking of which, I haven't seen you for a long time.

The man was wearing a dark blue haute couture suit, his expensive leather shoes stepped on the tiles, and he took every step with ease. He was shaking hands with the middle-aged man in front of him. I wondered if it was the orange sunlight that was causing trouble, but his facial features were still handsome, Sharp, but there is less gloom in those peach eyes, looking calm and natural, tough and humble.

Xie Wen watched them talking quietly, the corners of his lips still kept the slightly upward look at the beginning, and did not change.

I don't know if it's been too long since I haven't thought of this man, but seeing you now, I don't feel like my heart is beating faster.

Is the heart not working?In other words, he has successfully walked out of the shadow of this relationship.

Xie Wen touched his heart subconsciously. Through the sunglasses that blocked most of his face, Meng Shu didn't know what kind of mood Xie Wen was in. He only curled his lips.

They stood there watching for a long time, until those men followed Jiang Zhiye towards the elevator, Xie Wen said to Meng Shu: "Let's go down, you'd better explain to me what's going on in a while .”

"Mr. Jiang, then this matter is finalized."

"The next day, I will personally go to the municipal government to stamp the document. After the document is scanned, it will be sent to Xue Tezhu's mailbox first."

"Well," the man replied, "It's getting late, the company still has something to do, I'll come back tomorrow."

The music activity center is Jiang Zhiye's favorite, the principal dared not neglect it, and kept agreeing, stretching out his hand as an invitation gesture.

"Then I'll send Mr. Jiang down."

Before he took two steps, he suddenly heard another man behind him say, "Why does the one in front seem to be Mr. Meng Shu? Is he here to inspect the school?"

"It seems to be him, why didn't he come up and talk."

"Mr. Meng is standing next to a tall young man, who is that?"

Jiang Zhiye's gaze swept forward, against the sunlight outside the window, he only saw a figure that was very similar to the man in his memory swaying in front of him.

For a moment, his chest was suffocated, and when he looked closely, it was clear that the person was not him.

A pair of wide sunglasses, a black mask, slightly curly chestnut brown hair, wearing a black and red baseball uniform, plus dress pants and boots.

That person doesn't dress like that.

A touch of disappointment lingered in his heart, so Jiang Zhiye still squinted his eyes and asked, "Who is he?"

The principal beside him looked over and said clearly: "It looks like a certain celebrity. Mr. Meng often knows some celebrity models who live in Tangjia City. This person is probably here to interview the spokesperson of the activity center."

"Mr. Jiang, you also know that Tangjia City's annual music promotion month is coming soon, and it will catch up with the International Exchange Music Festival. We must take advantage of the situation to promote it. Finding a spokesperson can help us increase our exposure. "

International Exchange Music Festival...

How could you forget about this matter.

Jiang Zhiye closed his eyes: "That person is not suitable, don't look for him again."

How can a young man with messy dyed hair be qualified to be the image ambassador of the activity center?It is estimated that he can't even recognize the musical instrument.

The headmaster was at a loss and didn't understand why that person just offended Boss Jiang, but it was Dad who gave the money, so he didn't dare to say anything, so he just smiled and said, "Well, I'll tell you when Mr. Meng comes another day. This sentence."

"Well," Jiang Zhiye thought for a while, and added, "The spokesperson... don't worry, wait until the right one appears before signing."

If you can't wait, you won't sign.

At the same time, in the parking lot on the first floor of the activity center, Meng Shu looked nervously at Xie Wen's face.

The latter leaned against the back seat of the car and said coldly, "Speak."

"Why is Jiang Zhiye in charge of this project, why did he intervene in this matter again?"

After finishing speaking, Xie Wen turned his head to look at the crowd of cars outside the window.

"This matter...is really not true," Meng Shu struggled, "Boss, do you still remember the Yucheng Group incident I mentioned earlier? The Nian family had internal struggles, and the eldest son of Nian Yucheng married a certain The daughter of a high-ranking official of the CPPCC, their family has a relationship with the government, so it stands to reason that they are absolutely determined not to do anything illegal."

"I know," Xie Wen folded his arms, "Nian Yucheng is a very thieves old man, and he handles things tactfully. He doesn't leave anything behind when he does things, just to pave the way for his son."

"That's the problem. The eldest son and the youngest son wanted to buy shares to force him to abdicate, but there was a dispute over the division of interests. The youngest son finally saved a hand. He found a male model in the entertainment industry and told him a lot of things. Out."

"...What?" Xie Wen didn't recover for a moment.

"You were also present when one of the cases happened," Meng Shu reminded, "The resort is a two-day leisure gathering, boss, didn't you go?"

"The male model in the entertainment industry," Xie Wen's eyes hidden under the lens were slightly closed, and the long-term memory flooded his mind, "Is it the one who was injured by him and hospitalized?"

"Yes," Meng Shu affirmed, "At that time, Nian met the city with kindness and power, and kept the matter private. Unexpectedly, the youngest son found a lot of very complete evidence, and together with the male model, he was accused of intentional injury, forced obscenity, etc. Nian Yucheng was brought to court for this crime."

"It's really scary to say it. This old man still wants to argue in court and shift the responsibility to the people who attended the party... Fortunately, the hotel only provides monitoring of his crimes and protects the privacy of the rest of you. Bo can only say that he was backstabbed by one of his own people."

"I'm not interested in this kind of thing," Xie Wen interrupted, "so what does this have to do with Jiang Zhiye's participation in the project?"

"Don't worry, don't worry," Meng Shu dug out a can of Sprite from the storage box and put it in Xie Wen's hand, "This is just the beginning, and more cases of Nian Yucheng's favoritism, corruption, and fraud were involved in the follow-up. The eldest son married the daughter of a high-ranking official, even if he was clean and innocent, he had to go through a thorough investigation, so Nian Yucheng went to jail, his son's future was ruined, the stock market plummeted, and he was bought by the second son at a very low price."

"Projects related to Nianyu City and the eldest son Nianzhen had to be investigated by the special task force above, so all the partners who could run away at that time ran away, and many people quit the music education project. Our project almost died."

"Why didn't you tell me about such an important matter?" Xie Wen took off his sunglasses, "As long as you open your mouth, I will definitely find a way to raise enough money."

"It's useless. This project needs to invest a lot of money in the follow-up. Moreover, at that time, the Commission for Discipline Inspection was watching every payment of the relevant project. As long as foreign funds were involved, it would definitely issue a red head document to order it to stop."

Meng Shu sighed: "We discussed with several partners in the orchestra and decided to let me be the temporary person in charge. I usually ask the investors I meet when I attend those financial chambers of commerce to see if things will turn around. .”

Xie Wen pinched his eyebrows.

You don't need to think about it later, who is willing to participate in this unlucky project and complete every move under the watchful eye of the government?Although those investment companies are unlikely to make such serious mistakes as Nian Yucheng, there are always opportunities to make money when projects are implemented, which is almost an unspoken rule in this business.The above cut off their profit-making opportunities, and the entire investment community is not willing to take over.

It was still on a night when the investment failed, Meng Shu walked out of the chamber of commerce dejectedly, and bumped into Jiang Zhiye who had been belatedly coming.

He just glanced at Meng Shu casually, then stopped involuntarily and walked towards him.

Meng Shu thought that Jiang Zhiye must have come to inquire about his boss's current situation, and he had already made a decision in his heart, so he refused to say a word.

Who knew Jiang Zhiye's first sentence was: "How is the music education project doing now?"

He is paying attention to this project!

There was deep shock in Meng Shu's eyes, and then Xue Wei, who was behind Jiang Zhiye, popped up, took the data book from him, and said with a smile, "It's okay, the matter will be resolved."

Then things started to develop in an incredible direction.

Jiang Zhiye took over this project, and he is more attentive than all the previous work. He is not afraid of the supervision and inspection of the Commission for Discipline Inspection. The music education project has touched many red lines because of the Yucheng Group. He even took that to heart.

He even invested more money in it: Jiang Zhiye gave up the original address of the Youth Palace, marked three high-priced lands that were being auctioned on the map of Tangjia City, and asked Xue Wei to start preparing.

That is not a music activity center, but a whole three.

From site selection to decoration, from project landing to the setting of educational activities, he followed the whole process.On the day of the ribbon cutting, he even brought in the mayor, kind of giving the music education program a new look and changing the way the investment community thinks about it.

Meng Shu thought that he had nothing to do here, but Xue Wei called him later and told him: "The right to choose the partner of your orchestra is still returned to you. Mr. Jiang said that he will not intervene."

Did he hear correctly, Jiang Zhiye won't intervene?

If there are supernatural events in this world, Meng Shu will definitely think that Jiang Zhiye has changed from the inside out.

This didn't seem like something he would do at all, but it turned out that Jiang Zhiye did just that.The activity center has been in operation for some time now, and he has also allocated a lot of money to fund the music school and support young people to learn music.

A profit-seeking businessman suddenly realizes his conscience and starts to do good deeds in obscurity. What does this mean?

Meng Shu thought in his heart at the time: This shows that his boss is really a goddamn god!

All metamorphosis programs in the world should be stopped, and all unhealthy youths who need to be rehabilitated should be sent to their bosses to ensure that they are reborn and start a new life!

"Wait, you're pretty good at making up."

The corners of Xie Wen's lips curled up: "Jiang Zhiye is not afraid of the government's investigation? His fiancée's family background is also involved in politics. Jiang Zhiye hastily accepted this project. Wouldn't he lose the favor of his mother-in-law's family?"

But Meng Shu said: "There is no fiancée."

"..."

A sharp arc flashed in Xie Wen's eyes: "What did you say?"

"He doesn't have a fiancée," Meng Shu said coyly, "I didn't lie to you, really."

"However, I don't know about this matter. From my perspective, I can only say so much. You can ask Xian Lu for the rest?"

Xie Wen leaned back on his seat and took out his cell phone from the pocket of his baseball uniform.

At the dinner party last night, Xian Lu hesitated, obviously knew something and wanted to tell him, probably it was this matter.

Xie Wen didn't delay, and invited Xian Lu to a bar near Huaxie Avenue that night.

"Talk about this," Xian Lu poured himself a glass, "I knew you wanted to ask."

Xie Wen shook the liquid in the glass, and the strong raspberry flavor floated up the air.

"Did Jiang Zhiye go to Italy to find you before, on Easter?"

"Speak the key."

"Ahem, after he came back, he didn't appear in the public eye for a long time. I heard later that he and the Song family had broken off their engagement intentions, and offered not to have those benefits. Then..." Xian Lu paused.

Xie Wen drank a whole glass of wine, looked at him with blurred eyes: "Then?"

"Then, he was hospitalized."

The author has something to say:

Jiang Zhiye: This guy who dyed his hair is not suitable, don't sign him as a spokesperson.

Xie Wen :)