Chapter 3 Reunion on a Narrow Road
One morning three years later, in an old apartment building in City C.
cluck!
The knock on the door woke up Zhong Zhen, and then his best friend Wen He yelled loudly: "Little rabbit, be good, the tree hole is open!"
Zhong Zhen's eyes hadn't opened yet, Xiaotuanzi who was lying next to him nimbly turned over and got off the ground, ran over and opened the door to let Wen He in.
Reluctantly sitting up and rubbing his eyes, Zhong Zhen said in a hoarse voice, "Why is it so early?"
Wen He's wet hair was still wrapped in a towel, and he hugged his arms and pouted with disgust on his face: "It's getting late, hurry up and take the bus back to City A, if you're late, you'll mess up the interview!"
"I'm going to get up and dress up now." Zhong Zhen smiled at her, trying to coax her to laugh.
"Cut! You dare to say such nasty things as Zhu Zhien!" But Wen He didn't appreciate it, and took Xiao Tuanzi's fleshy little hand, ignoring her at all: "God bless baby, come, Aunt He will take you to brush your teeth Wash your face with your teeth."
Zhong Zhen had no choice but to take off his slippers and go to the closet to search for decent clothes, but he heard the cute and handsome little bun saying: "Aunt He, our kindergarten teacher said that parents should try not to use compound words when talking to me, such as brushing teeth, not Talk about brushing my teeth, because I've grown up."
puff! Zhong Zhen almost laughed at the same time as Wen He, the two best friends looked at each other and held back.
"Okay, Zhong Tianyou, you are right, Aunt He will pay attention to it in the future." Wen He restrained his expression and responded seriously.
If it wasn't for rushing to catch the bus, Zhong Zhen really wanted to go there and give his son and girlfriend a good hug.
For the past three years, thanks to having them by her side to accompany her through the lowest moment in her life, otherwise she might not be able to survive and go crazy.
After washing up and coming out of the room, Zhong Zhen looked at Zhong Tianyou's small hands lying on the edge of the coffee table, describing the English letters with a serious face. Her serious appearance really aroused her affection.
"Little Baozi, stop writing, let's have breakfast first." She sat on the sofa and pressed her head and face to iron her son.
Zhong Tianyou didn't raise his head, and frowned: "Zhong Zhen, please call me Zhong Tianyou. I'm writing English letters right now, so don't distract me, please? Go catch the bus."
Uh, Zhong Zhen is embarrassed, and her sensible son shows her ignorance!
"Look, are you playing a real version of a genius son and an idiot mother? Tell others that Mr. Zhong Tianyou jumped out of your belly, and no one will believe you."
"You taught my son to calculate addition, subtraction, multiplication and division when he was young, and then you taught him 26 letters if it wasn't enough. I warn you, Wen He, don't make my son look like a teenager!" Zhong Zhen stared angrily. girlfriends.
"Okay! Go and catch the car!" Wen He and Zhong Tianyou said in unison.
Zhong Zhen couldn't help frowning, Wen He has already stuffed the bag into her arms quickly, and pushed her out the door, not forgetting to tell: "Remember to read the biography of Zhen Huan that I downloaded for you on the way, brain fill the workplace Fengyun, be prepared to avoid stepping on the pit!"
Turning his head, Zhong Zhen choked back: "I have watched that episode countless times, and it has nothing to do with the workplace situation!"
"Oh, you two are so noisy." Zhong Tianyou's little friend pouted in protest.
Zhong Zhen showed him an aggrieved face, pouting his lips innocently, Wen He couldn't stand it anymore, and scolded him in a low voice: "If you don't leave, you will really be late!"
Lifting his wrist to look at his watch, Zhong Zhen cursed in a low voice, waved his hands and ran to the elevator.
Hurrying quickly, I finally got on the bus to City A.
Arrived two hours later, hailed a taxi and went to the headquarters building of Chenxing Holding Group.
Fortunately, the interview is only at 11 o'clock, so there is still plenty of time.
Zhong Zhen went to the front desk to inquire. The female receptionist in uniform was about to guide her, but her eyes suddenly lit up. She straightened her back and put her hands together in front of her.
Looking back inexplicably following her gaze, Zhong Zhen saw a few men in suits and leather shoes walking in from the entrance of the lobby. The man who stood out from the crowd at the head looked quite familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before!
"Hello, Mr. Feng!" The female receptionist bowed to the man.
oh! He is Feng Beichen, the CEO of Chenxing Holding Group! After Zhong Zhen confirmed his identity, he couldn't help but look at him more.
Feng Beichen nodded shallowly in response to the greetings from the staff in the lobby, his gaze inadvertently passed Zhong Zhen's body, and then turned back immediately.
Xiang Ming behind him also saw Zhong Zhen's existence, what the hell, why is she here?
Feng Beichen recovered quickly, and took the lead into the elevator without changing his mind. After he stood still, he turned his face and gave Xiang Ming a wink. Xiang Ming immediately understood, took out his mobile phone and went to dial Telephone.
The exclusive elevator came, Feng Beichen walked into the elevator car, Xiang Ming hurriedly followed, leaving the other subordinates bowing to see him off.
After the elevator door closed, Xiang Ming also disconnected the line and reported in a low voice: "Mr. Feng, she is here to interview for the position of secretary."
Feng Beichen pondered for two seconds, and ordered: "Let her participate in the interview, but not hired."
"Yes." Xiang Ming didn't dare to neglect, so he called again to do it.
Therefore, Zhong Zhen, who didn't know what to do, was sent back by Zhang Junyan, the interviewer and the head of the CEO's secretary office, to wait for news.
Zhong Zhen is a discerning person, and from Zhang Junyan's attitude, she can see that she is useless, so after she left Chenxing Holdings, she immediately bought a newspaper and sat in the small park to check job advertisements and house leases.
Since three years ago, she took her newborn son and defected to city C to find her best friend Wen He, she only went back to the nursing home in city A to visit her vegetative mother in the middle and end of every month.
But at present, Wen He, who graduated from the Journalism Department of University C, has been recruited by the TV station of City A. She has also graduated from a junior college, and it is time to move back to City A to take root.
Finding a job and finding a house has become their top priority.
Throughout the afternoon, under the leadership of the real estate agency, Zhong Zhen looked at several houses, either the rent was expensive or the environment was too bad, but he never liked any of them.
It was getting dark at night, so she dragged her tired body back to her friend Fang Xinping's independent house to spend the night.
Fang Xinping is the illegitimate daughter of the wealthy Fang family. She and Zhong Zhen are high school classmates. The two are more than friends, and they are not close friends. This time she was the one who notified Zhong Zhen that Chenxing Holdings was recruiting a secretary.
Press the password to unlock and enter the room, and light up the large crystal chandelier in the living room. The dazzling light made Zhong Zhen half-closed his eyes and looked around to confirm that Fang Xinping was not at home. She immediately stepped down her shoulders and staggered into the guest room .
Buzz!
The phone vibrates in the trouser pocket at the right time.
Zhong Zhen took it out to see that the calling number belonged to Fang Xinping, and immediately picked it up: "Hello? When are you going home?"
"Zhong Zhen, come to the door quickly!" Fang Xinping threw a sentence and hung up.
Hearing her urgent tone, Zhong Zhen didn't dare to delay, turned around and went out to open the hall door, stood in front of the courtyard gate and looked around, there was no sign of Fang Xinping outside, what was going on?