Assistant Lin Has Something To Say

He Jianshan's business trip this time took a little longer than originally planned, and the originally scheduled dinner had to be postponed again and again.When Lin Hui received the call from Xue Pei, he was very disappointed. He never thought that one day he would have to rely on Xue Pei to know the specific itinerary of He Jianshan.

It's been almost half a month, and he and He Jianshan still haven't had any private chats.The two of them seemed to be separated by a door. Everyone who stood opposite knew each other very well, but neither of them was willing to take the first step.Think about it carefully, in fact, this is normal. It is enough for colleagues to talk about business affairs, and I have never seen any boss and employees struggle with chatting every day.That is to say, he and He Jianshan were originally going well like a moving train, advancing steadily on the road, but they had to forcefully change lanes halfway, and they suddenly derailed, unable to enter or retreat, stuck in the middle, changing It became the twisted look it is now.

Lin Hui couldn't help but sighed, not knowing when the train would return to the track.

He was lost in thought when Annie knocked on the door and walked in. She casually put a file bag on his desk and said with a smile, "Assistant Lin, I brought your things here for you."

"Thanks."

"Two plans for this year's annual meeting have come out, do you want to take a look?" The annual meeting is the highlight of Wanzhu, and it is natural to do it perfectly to reward the employees who have worked hard all year.Annie spread the documents in front of Lin Hui to see which option he preferred.

"You decide, you have a good eye." Lin Hui glanced casually, then suddenly remembered something, pulled out his phone and sent Annie a phone number, "There is a band performance added in the process, you can contact him and ask him Would the band be willing to perform at Wanzhu's annual meeting?"

Annie glanced curiously and asked, "Who is this?"

"Mr. He's younger brother, He Jianchuan."

Annie was startled: "Really?!"

Lin Hui nodded: "He has set up a band, he is the lead singer, and he sings very well. Just follow the normal business process, don't mention me, and don't mention Mr. He."

"Okay, I understand."

"By the way," Lin Hui pinched the pen in his palm when he saw Annie turned around to leave, pretending to remember it suddenly, and asked, "Mr. He...what date is the plane scheduled to come back?"

Annie thought for a while: "Yesterday I heard from Li Fenghai that Lao Pan happened to have a project to check out, but I haven't notified the ticket booking yet."

Lin Hui nodded and stopped talking.

After Annie left, Lin Hui hesitated whether to tell He Jianshan about inviting the "Haystack Poet" to perform at the annual meeting.Although this is not a big deal, and He Jianshan doesn't care about it, He Zhao will also attend the annual meeting. If he sees his youngest son performing on stage, he wonders if he will be angry.According to He Jianchuan, He Zhao was already disgusted with his band, in order to avoid causing family disputes, it is best to talk to He Jianshan in advance.Lin Hui felt that his actions seemed to be looking for trouble for He Jianshan, but, how should I put it, at least he found a reason to take a step forward-should it be more appropriate to send a WeChat message about this matter?

Lin Hui took a deep breath, clicked on He Jianshan's WeChat, and edited a long WeChat carefully. After reading it, he felt that it was too long-winded. He deleted, deleted, deleted, and read it several times in his mind, but he didn't wait for him to sort it out. , I saw "The other party is typing..." suddenly displayed on the dialog box.

Lin Hui stopped pressing the keys.After waiting for a long time, He Jianshan sent six words——

He Jianshan: [Have you received the courier? 】

express delivery?What express?

Lin Hui suddenly remembered that Annie had brought him something when she came over.Lin Hui quickly took it over and took a look: The thin SF Express file bag should be this one.

Lin Hui: [received]

He Jianshan came back quickly: [I haven't watched this movie either. 】

Lin Hui was a little confused. He didn't know what movie he was talking about, but he replied out of politeness: [Oh]

Lin Hui waited for a while, but He Jianshan didn't send any new messages, so the conversation should be over.Lin Hui was a little puzzled. His eyes fell on the document bag in his hand. After thinking for a while, he reached out and grabbed the red thread of the seal, and tore it off with a "swish"——

Inside is a movie ticket.

There is only one movie ticket in the file bag.

Lin Hui was stunned.He checked it several times and confirmed that it was a movie ticket for the movie "The Opening". The address is Xinghai International Cinema, and the seat number is row 6 and 7.However, if he remembered correctly, the movie "The Beginning" had already been released a week ago.Lin Hui suddenly thought of something, and glanced at the ticket again. The time printed on the ticket was 6:[-] p.m. two days later.

He only told one person that he wanted to watch this movie, and that was He Jianshan.

After realizing that the movie ticket was given to him by He Jianshan, Lin Hui seemed to overturn the paint box suddenly in his mind, and the colorful paste became a ball: Is that what he thought?Do you mean to invite yourself to watch a movie?Or, will he come back to watch a movie with me in two days?Lin Hui's heart began to beat violently, he hurriedly opened WeChat, and cut to He Jianshan's page: No, nothing, He Jianshan didn't explain anything, and the last sentence still stayed on the "oh".

On any day in the past, the two of them had always had enough tacit understanding to decipher each other's code words; but now, Lin Hui only felt that this person was really hateful.

Lin Hui stared at the movie ticket over and over again. He tried his best to lower his expectations, and tried to convince himself that He Jianshan was rich and rich, and he just hired his assistant to watch a movie, so don't think too much.But in a certain unknown corner of his heart, there are still many hopes that he dare not think or touch.Lin Hui didn't want to ask what He Jianshan meant, maybe he just decided to push open the door between the two of them first, but this movie ticket made Lin Hui understand that he was not the only one who cared about this period of time The "avoidance" deliberately created by the two of them is enough, enough.

In a blink of an eye, the day came.

Winter in Jinghua came late this year. Although it is already December, the temperature has not been low.However, the weather has not been very good these days, it has been gloomy, as if a heavy rain is brewing.Standing on the balcony of his home, Lin Hui looked at the trembling branches outside due to the sudden wind, guessing that it might rain today.When this rain falls, it will really start to get cold.

There are still 6 hours until 3 o'clock.

It only takes 20 minutes to drive from Lin Hui's home to the movie theater. He was a little nervous, staring at the clothes in the closet several times, but couldn't choose which one to wear.Lin Hui thought he was a little funny, if Luo Ting knew what he looked like, he would definitely scold him for being worthless: he has already slept with He Jianshan, so watching a movie is nothing, not to mention he might not come.But this matter is really different for Lin Huihui, because "watching a movie" carries his earliest and simplest imagination of the word "love" in his youth.

It's a bit funny to say.When I was young, the entertainment activities for adults were far less colorful than they are now. The favorite thing for young people in small towns to date is to go to the movies together.Sometimes when Lin Hui heard neighbors chatting about their own or other children’s children, he would always smile tacitly and say, “I went to the movies with my friends.” When he was young, he just watched movies if he didn’t know how to watch them. Movies, what's so funny.It wasn't until Lin Hui grew up that he realized that "watching a movie" might not really be watching a movie, but a synonym for dating and love. Over time, movies have become the soil that breeds love in his heart——

The lights are off, the screen is on, and all the ambiguous and hazy emotions are quietly growing at this moment.

Lin Hui arrived at the cinema half an hour early.Maybe it was because of the weekend, there were quite a lot of people, and it happened that a new love comedy was released, and the eyes were full of couples, exuding a gentle and sweet atmosphere.Lin Hui didn't know for a while whether he should wait until 6 o'clock to go in. "The Opening" has already been screened, and it doesn't look like he will check the tickets.He found a seat at random and sat down, but the studio staff came over suddenly: "Hello, is this Mr. Lin?"

Lin nodded back.

"Please come with me."

"Oh, okay."

The staff led him directly to the screening room. Lin Hui sat down at the arranged position and couldn't help laughing: It was really as he expected, it was indeed a private room, and there was even a small trolley next to his seat. Popcorn and Coke are ready.But it's not time for the show yet, and the lights in the theater are always on, making the empty seats a bit lonely.Lin Hui looked at the gray curtain in front of him and didn't know what he was thinking, but his hands uncontrollably turned the phone back and forth, and the screen continued to light up and then gradually darken with his movements.

Time passed minute by minute.

Snapped--

Lights went out.

The big screen was turned on, and the familiar opening music came from all directions, filling the empty theater in an instant.

The phone finally stopped rolling and lay quietly in the palm of his hand.

Only the smell of popcorn still lingered in the air, as if his appetite was suddenly aroused, Lin Hui took one and put it in his mouth to chew a few times: Sure enough, it was as sweet as he imagined.

Then, he let out a long breath.

In the end, I couldn't watch the movie anymore. After 30 minutes, Lin Hui left the movie theater.

He drove the car all the way towards home, as if behind him was not a warm and comfortable shopping mall, but an abyss devouring people.When we arrived at the complex, it started to rain.The rain in winter is always cold and dense, accompanied by the whistling wind, crackling on the glass of the car body.Lin Hui parked the car in the parking space, his mind seemed to be filled with paste, so sticky that nothing could be squeezed in.

He was really tired.

Lin Hui couldn't help but lie on the steering wheel, the phone had been casually thrown aside by him, and the well-chosen coat was crushed and wrinkled everywhere.Obviously everything is expected, why is the mood still heavy like the fog in the woods after the rain, so thick that it won't go away?Maybe there is really no fate between him and He Jianshan. After all, life is not about writing a novel, and he is not the protagonist in the story. He can boil all the waiting and bitterness into honey.

He thought that even at the age of 30, he would still be hurt by his delusions.

Lin Hui was in a daze all the time, not noticing that the screen of his mobile phone was flickering, showing that there was a call coming in.When he was about to get out of the car and go home, he took out his cell phone from the co-pilot's seat, only to see that there were three missed calls, all from He Jianshan.Lin Hui was a little stunned, and just as he was about to go back, He Jianshan made a fourth call——

"Lin Hui—"

The moment he connected, Lin Hui suspected that he had heard it wrong. He Jianshan's voice on the phone was very urgent, which was not like his usual self.Lin Hui glanced at the screen again, and said hesitantly, "...Mr. He?"

"Where are you?"

Lin Hui was a little dazed: "I, I'm at home."

"I'll come here now, you wait for me." He Jianshan spoke so fast that Lin Hui didn't even have time to respond, so he hung up the phone.

Lin Hui stared blankly at the suddenly brightened phone screen, and it happened that Zhao Jianhua sent him a WeChat message, and jumped out immediately: [Lin Zhu, Mr. He seems to be in a hurry with you. He said that no one answered your phone. I gave him the address, please pay attention]

It took Lin Hui a few minutes to realize what happened: He Jianshan is back, and now he is coming to find him.Lin Hui didn't know what kind of urgent matter it was, he couldn't talk about it on the phone, he couldn't talk about it on WeChat, he had to say it in person, but his heart was beating louder than the rain outside.Lin Hui began to feel a little stuffy in the car. He licked his dry lips, held the phone in his hand, and stared at the screen motionlessly, for fear of missing another call or a WeChat message.

I don't know how long it took, but He Jianshan finally called again, and Lin Hui pressed the answer button with trembling hands——

"I parked the car at the entrance of the community, and now I am going to go in, your house—"

Lin Hui interrupted him, and said eagerly: "You come in from the south gate and go all the way to the end, then turn right to Building 28, 301, by the way, there is—"

Before the word "umbrella" was uttered, He Jianshan had already hung up the phone.

Lin Hui quickly took out the umbrella from the car and started walking towards He Jianshan.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the rainwater rolled down the umbrella surface and formed a line with the ground, and then splashed into water.Lin Hui's pace was getting faster and faster, the wind blew up his coat, and his shoes, trouser legs and shoulders were splashed with rain, but he couldn't care less, because He Jianshan was walking a few hundred meters away. come to him.

Lin Hui felt that everything was not important anymore.Whether it was bad weather or a movie that let him down, it didn't matter anymore.Whatever He Jianshan came to do, even if he just came to deliver the contract, he didn't care. The two of them had never been separated for such a long time, and they had never been in a "cold war" for such a long time. Lin recalled him, missed him very much, he All I can think about now is seeing him...

Lin Hui stopped in his tracks.

An umbrella appeared in front of him, with the words "Wanzhu Group" printed in gold on the black umbrella surface. It was a customized gift during a certain event of the company. He once took a car that was placed in He Jianshan superior.The side of the umbrella was lifted slightly, revealing the longing face under the umbrella.

Lin Hui's throat was tight and he couldn't say a word.

The rain and street lamps turned the world into a blurred oil painting. In this painting, only He Jianshan is clear: he stands there, his eyes are full of shocking joy.

He Jianshan couldn't help but took a step forward, and the umbrellas of the two lightly touched each other.

"Sorry, I—" He seemed a little annoyed, and he didn't seem to know where to start.He Jianshan paused for a moment, then slowly took out a movie ticket from his pocket, Lin Hui saw his throat rolling, and said in a low voice:

"Lin Hui, would you like to watch a movie with me?"

The world was pulled away in an instant, and the rainwater flew into Lin Hui's eyes. He couldn't see anything clearly, only his gentle voice seemed to be enveloped by the moonlight, which quietly melted into his heart.

It's been a long time—

"it is good."

He heard himself say it.

The author has something to say:

Will it be Lin Hui who speaks first, or He Jianshan who speaks first?The next chapter is revealed.