C13 A good man

The two of them sat there in silence. The only sounds in the room were the hissing of the air-conditioner and the loud sound of snoring.

"high total is a good person." Zhang Wei was the first to break the silence.

He Ying replied. "Yes, Old High talks about loyalty, likes to make friends, and is very trusting of friends. She has that kind of personality that belongs to your Northerners, unlike those small men in the south who are full of schemes."

Zhang Wei: "Even southerners have those who are straightforward."

He Ying: "Yes, I do, but very little. I came to Old High because I like his personality. She is straightforward and loyal. You are also such a man."

Zhang Wei: "I'm not, I'm trying to seduce a friend's wife, I'm not a man who values loyalty, I'm sorry Qiangge."

He Ying got up and closed the bedroom door, came back and sat down, and looked at Zhang Wei with a complicated gaze: "You don't have to worry about this matter. Actually you know, I was the one who seduced and coerced you, not you. I know you might think I'm a loose, dashing woman, unfaithful to her husband, perverted in sex, and you'd look down on me, as you told me in bed, as a piece of shit. "

Zhang Wei knew that He Ying had drank too much, but she was not really drunk. What she said was the words from his heart, and he quickly explained: "No, what I said on the bed was not the truth, but a language in that kind of environment."

He Ying laughed: "You don't need to explain, I know that it's a lie, I won't take it seriously, because I also like the way you talked to me in bed.

Zhang Wei was unwilling to say more, "Let's not talk about this topic anymore."

He Ying: "No, why don't you say it, I want to say it. It's not bad, Old High is a good person, I love him, he loves me too. But ever since that thing in Old High last year failed, I have never lived the life of a normal woman again. I'm only thirty years old. Do I have to be a living widow forever? I don't want to leave Old High, but I also want to have normal sex. I also have sexual needs. I'm not a casual woman. I don't want to go out and look for a guy to solve a problem with. "Who knows how bitter my heart must be?"

Zhang Wei was speechless, and then said: "Didn't Qiangge see a doctor? It shouldn't be impossible at this age? "

He Ying said. "I saw it, I went to many places and hospitals, and used a lot of the martial arts manuals, but none of them worked. I just can't get up."

Zhang Wei: "It's not just a biological reason, but a psychological reason as well. It might also be related to fatigue, mental stress, anxiety, and more. You might as well find a therapist to take a look at."

He Ying: "Look at him running all over the place, he doesn't even have time."

Zhang Wei: "I really want to help you, but I can't go against my principles. Please forgive me."

He Ying bit her lips: "You don't like me?"

Zhang Wei replied, "I do, who doesn't like beauties."

He Ying: "Are you not comfortable doing that thing with me?"

Zhang Wei: "I can't say it's comfortable, I can't say it's uncomfortable, I just feel that it's especially exciting to vent it out."

He Ying laughed, "Idiot, that is more enjoyable than being comfortable."

Zhang Wei: "You two are good people, I'll treat you as brothers and sisters, in the future, let's not do anything about it."

He Ying did not say a word, her eyes staring straight at Zhang Wei, his eyes red.

Maybe he made He Ying cry, which was even worse, so he hurriedly said, "It's getting late, I have to go back. I need to pack up my things at night, I don't want to stay here anymore. Tomorrow, you and high total will talk."

With that said, he stood up and patted He Ying's shoulders.

He Ying stood up unwillingly: "Alright, be careful on the way."

Just as she was about to open the door and leave, He Ying suddenly jumped into Zhang Wei's embrace and held his body tightly, her entire body trembling like she was spasming.

Zhang Wei was very nervous, if Gao Qiang had suddenly appeared and caught sight of him, then it would have been unrealistic to forcefully push He Ying away. Just now, he was about to cry, if he pushed again, it might cause a ruckus.

Therefore, Zhang Wei accompanied by hugging He Ying, gently patted her back, and comfortingly kissed her on the cheek.

As expected, the effect was not bad. He Ying gradually calmed down and let go of Zhang Wei. Her face was full of tears: "I'm sorry, I went too far. I shouldn't have made things so difficult for you."

Zhang Wei had always been a person who didn't bite off more than he could chew, but he hated seeing women's tears the most. When he heard this, he was quite moved, so he held He Ying's face and deeply kissed He Ying's lips.

Only after a long while did he let go of He Ying, "Be obedient and rest well. Qiangge is definitely thirsty at night, get some water and put it on the bedside."

Being kissed like this by Zhang Wei, He Ying felt much more at ease, and nodded his head: "Then I won't send you off, walk away yourself."

When he came out, Zhang Wei knew that it was already raining. It was not too rain, only a light drizzle accompanied by a light autumn wind.

The autumn rain was worrying. Zhang Wei's heart was filled with a faint melancholy as he thought back to the autumn of his hometown.

The autumn in the north was so frightening, the deep autumn seeped into every leaf, the autumn sun shone over the golden fields, the continuous autumn rain soaked every inch of the land …

Zhang Wei liked the autumn in the north. The autumn in the north made him always feel pain in his heart.

Walking on the streets of the city late at night, there were only a few pedestrians. Only a few people were still guarding their posts.

As he walked alone in the cold, rainy night in this foreign land, an inexhaustible loneliness gushed out from Zhang Wei's heart, bringing along sorrow and melancholy with it.

Where is my tomorrow? If I don't stay in my hometown, why would I come here? Zhang Wei suddenly felt confused and frustrated about his future and his ideals.

Zhang Wei aimlessly walked forward as he allowed Autumn Rain to sprinkle onto his body. When he passed by a barbeque stall, he suddenly felt hungry.

Zhang Wei stopped. The one selling the barbecue was a young lad who looked similar to Zhang Wei. He was dressed in a white robe with a face covered in charcoal dust and was holding a broken fan to fan the flames.

Behind the barbecue furnace sat a young woman. It seemed like she was with him, and was currently stringing meat skewer s onto a bamboo stick.

What a great couple barbecue block.

Hearing that the young lad had the accent of Northerners, Zhang Wei immediately felt a sense of familiarity. He ordered a bit of barbecue and sat beside him to chat.

It was indeed a young couple from Kaifeng, Henan province. They came here to look for a job just after the wedding, but they didn't have much skill or job, so they just bought a set of stove, barbecue at night, and a wife wearing a string of husband's clothes. During the day, I was afraid to check it out. At 7 o'clock in the evening, I started to open the stall. At 3 o'clock in the morning, I closed the stall.

Zhang Wei admired his peers' courage and ability to survive, and thought that if it were him instead, he definitely wouldn't be able to endure this suffering.

"The two of you can really bear the hardships of marriage, coming out to work as soon as you're married."

The young man smiled honestly, "There's nothing we can do about it. People are forced out of their homes. We can't stay at home and rely on that land for food. Let's take advantage of our youth to earn some money so that we can support our children in school."

"Are you feeling miserable running so far away from your hometown?"

"Is it hard? "What do you think?" "However, this will depend on how we compare. If we compare it with those who live in the ocean and eat delicacies, it will be bitter. If we compare it with those old and young men in my hometown, my wife and I will earn more than 80 yuan a day. This is much better than theirs. The key is to be satisfied."

It was just a few ordinary words that revealed the thoughts of a worker working outside. Zhang Wei suddenly realised that the theory was actually based on the most ordinary of practices, ordinary is great.

Raising his head to look at the night sky of the city that was filled with drizzling rain, Zhang Wei suddenly saw the light.

Zhang Wei was elated on the way back. Nothing was hard for a young man to do.

When he returned home, he saw the time. It was already 12 o'clock.

At this time, the umbrella man should have fallen asleep to see if there were any messages from his sister. Zhang Wei originally planned to test his identity as an umbrella man tonight, but it seemed that he couldn't.

Who knew that right after logging in to QQ, a cup of coffee was sent over. "Manager Zhang, you've worked hard.

The umbrella man was still there. Zhang Wei was very excited: "Elder sister, did you go back to Xingzhou?"

Umbrella Man: "No, my plan has changed. After finishing one thing, I have another thing to do. I have to wait for 3 more days before I can go back."

Zhang Wei thought about it again. It seemed that the umbrella man wasn't going to participate in the meeting with Gao Qiang.

Zhang Wei: "Tonight, I'm going to eat at my boss's house. They treat me to a feast and just came back."

The umbrella man said, "Oh, your boss just returned from a business trip?"

It seemed that the Umbrella Man really did not know anything about the meeting between the strong.

Zhang Wei: "Yes."

Zhang Wei began to waver in his judgement that the umbrella man was a Former Lady Boss. The timing did not match. But he still wanted to try again one last time: "Sister, can you tell me how many words your name is?"

The Former Lady Boss was called Zhang Xiaobo. If she directly asked for the name of the Umbrella Master, she probably wouldn't say that since she liked to roam the virtual world. She might as well ask for a few words, but if it was just three words, she would ask for his surname.

Umbrella Man: "What? Brother, check your account? "

Zhang Wei: "No, I learned the words and divination from the internet. I was just messing around with you, I'll start with you."

Umbrella Man: "Hur hur, good. I like to do this too. My name is 3 and I will calculate when we can transfer."

Hearing that, Zhang Wei's heart turned cold, it was not a coincidence at all, but now, he had decided to stick together and give up.

Zhang Wei couldn't help but laugh at his wishful thinking and thoughts. He didn't have to worry about the divination and said to the Umbrella Man: "I'll see if this system is useful, if it's useful, I'll give it to you. If it isn't, then forget about it."

Umbrella Man: "That's fine too. It's raining over at your side today. Nanjing is also down. I guess we'll have to wait until the day after tomorrow to finish up and return."

As his plan failed, Zhang Wei's interest was piqued and sleepiness welled up: "It's so late, are you still not going to sleep?"

Umbrella Man: "I'm working on an advertising budget. Are you tired? Rest early."

After Zhang Wei bid farewell to the Umbrella Man and turned off the computer, he couldn't help but find it funny due to his naivety: How could there be such a coincidence in this world for us to meet? It's better to eat less swan meat.

As the weather gradually turned cold, the amount of tourists coming north became fewer and fewer. The amount of tourists coming south started to increase, and the company's counter was constantly filling up with customers who came to ask about the trip every day.

It had nothing to do with Zhang Wei's Marketing Department. The business that Zhang Wei was in charge of was the expansion of the group's big clients, which also meant that they were team tourists.

In this period of time, Zhang Wei had familiarized himself with his work, and with all the members of Marketing Department present, the new management and assessment measures were successfully implemented, with the strong support of Gao Qiang and He Ying. All the marketing measures were also working actively, with a good momentum.

Other than capturing the management and assessment of the staff, Zhang Wei also consciously took the initiative to develop new group customers. As for the regular customers, he would hand them over to the sales clerk to run around. Not competing with subordinates for customers was a principle that Zhang Wei had always followed throughout the years. Like this, the brothers of the Marketing Department felt admiration and good impression towards Zhang Wei.

He had been rather busy these past few days. He had been working outside during the day, but when he returned at night, he was so tired that he laid on his bed. He didn't even want to eat. The Umbrella Man also understood very well, and often left messages warning Zhang Wei to be more careful with his work, to properly organize his work, and to protect his body.

Ever since she had eaten dinner at the boss's house, He Ying had restrained herself a lot. When she was together with Zhang Wei, the teasing gazes lessened, and there was even more concern, admiration, and tenderness.

high total was still the same, running out of his house every two or three days, and all of the family matters were taken care of by He Ying.

The high total was not home, so He Ying made an appointment with Zhang Wei for the third time. Zhang Wei tactfully declined and did not force him, as they often bought some delicious food and secretly placed it in Zhang Wei's office drawer.

Sensing He Ying's complicated and helpless world of feelings, Zhang Wei felt more respect and respect towards him in his heart. After all, she was his superior, and he was his subordinate. For his superior to be able to treat his subordinate to such an extent, what else could he say?

After Zhang Wei finished his work, he would often go to He Ying's office to exchange information, report work, and communicate. The relationship between the two gradually became harmonious and harmonious.

He Ying was quite familiar with the local tourism industry and would often tell stories to Zhang Wei telling him. Gradually, Zhang Wei gained a better understanding and understanding of the competition and operation between the local industries.

This was the first time Zhang Wei had seen the weather in the south. It had been raining for more than three weeks already, and the clothes he had washed a few days ago were still dry on the balcony.

It was almost noon, Zhang Wei transferred all of the customer information he had into his computer, and when he finished his work, his stomach started growling.

Zhang Wei supported his cheeks as he looked through the glass windows at the endless rain of cars streaming down the street, as well as the men and women who hurriedly walked past him on the sidewalk.

The drizzle drew a curve in the glass, and the scenery outside began to break apart.

Suddenly, a familiar figure entered Zhang Wei's eyes, and walked towards the company's entrance after crossing the road.

Wang Yan.

What was she doing here?

Just as she was pondering, Wang Yan pushed open the door and entered.

The receptionist politely greeted her: "Hello, welcome to Zhongtian Tourism. Is there anything I can help you with?"

Wang Yan laughed: "Miss, I am looking for your Marketing Department."

While talking, Wang Yan's eyes swept over to Zhang Wei who was seated at the window and walked over.

Zhang Wei had nowhere to go, he sat there without moving, staring at Wang Yan.

Wang Yan looked good, wearing a blue white collar work suit. His hair was tied up in a bun on top of it, looking much more mature.

Seeing Zhang Wei, Wang Yan's expression became complex, but quickly recovered to normal. She said softly: "Why are you always staring at me? "You don't invite me to sit down. Is this how you treat your guests?"

Zhang Wei stood up, pointed, and went to the guest room to sit, then poured Wang Yan a cup of water. He remained expressionless: "Please."

Wang Yan looked at Zhang Wei: "You've lost weight, can't you rest well?"

"What does it have to do with you? Salty radish? Calm down and worry."

Wang Yan pursed her lips: "Yes, it has nothing to do with me, so what if I ask?"

"Cut the crap. Speak, what can I do for you?"

"What is it? If there's nothing else, I won't be able to find you? "

"I'm in the company. The company has set a rule that we're not allowed to chat during business hours."

"Don't try to scare me with this. It's time to get off work. It's time for lunch. Let's go eat something nearby."

"I'm not hungry. Go and eat by yourself."

"I know you hate me. I'm not angry, and I don't blame you. You should hate me, but, I …"

Zhang Wei interrupted Wang Yan: "What about you, don't explain yourself, I don't hate you, why should I hate you? Everyone has their own way of life, everyone has their own way of life, I'm a pauper, I can't give you anything, but since people are walking towards the top, you should of course choose a better man."

As she said this, Zhang Wei's heart was crying. After seeing Wang Yan, Zhang Wei finally knew that she was the one that she couldn't let go of all this time. She was the one that made him dream, but she had already taken this step, and this step was one that she was unable to give and satisfy.

Not wanting Wang Yan to see her wet eyes, Zhang Wei turned to look out the window.

Wang Yan was silent for a moment: "I know I've hurt you, and I know I'm not a good woman. I'm too realistic, too urgent, not satisfied with the current situation, I want to live an ideal life in material terms, and I also want to have a shortcut to my career. "You are the best man I have ever met. Even after we broke up today, I still want to say this: No matter where I go, no matter which station I park at, I will always keep you in my heart, forever."

After Zhang Wei heard this, he trembled: "What, you're leaving? "Abroad?"