The wine that he had waited for half a year disappeared into the horizon before the packaging was even opened. Yang Yi sighed and summed up a valuable experience learned through blood and tears: from now on, he must never put personal belongings worth more than five dollars in Blake Lu's car.
Meanwhile, in the seafood porridge restaurant, Henry Gu was still munching on his spareribs, not realizing that he had received a generous gift. Blake Lu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he waved to the waiter to pay the bill and planned to try his luck at a familiar winery to see if he could get two bottles of similar wine. Recently, Yang Yi had been exhausted and had a nervous breakdown because of the Xinxin Department Store incident. He went to the district government more frequently than the petitioners. Even a cruel and unreasonable person like President Lu couldn't bear to deprive him of his right to drink to relieve his sorrow.
It has been raining these days. Although the ground is slippery and muddy, the air is fresh and smells good. After Henry Gu and Blake Lu separated, he did not take a taxi home immediately. Instead, he walked alone through the puddles on the street for more than half an hour. Only when his chaotic mind was completely calm did he call Du Tiantian and ask him to help invite a few good friends to go to Wusheng Township to eat farm food on the weekend.
"The day after tomorrow? Have you finished your plan?" Du Tiantian asked.
"Not yet, but I agreed to treat everyone to a meal." Henry Gu sat on a chair on the street, "I can't work overtime every day, and I want to buy some flowers by the way, so it's settled, I'll send you the place later."
...
Wusheng Township is a famous flower planting base in the suburbs. Du Tiantian thought that he would at most buy some succulent potted plants to take home. However, when he arrived at the farm on Sunday, he found out that Henry Gu was pretending to be a private official again. In name, he invited friends to have barbecue, but before the meat was cooked, he had already sneaked into the flower greenhouse and ordered hundreds of boxes of pink daisy from the boss.
"Is this pink and purple decoration a wedding scene?" Du Tiantian joked.
"If you need to get married," Henry Gu put the notebook into his trouser pocket and said calmly, "I will do it without hesitation."
Du Tiantian's pain point was successfully hit, and he looked very vicissitudes of life.
He doesn't need it, and single people are not qualified to need it.
Henry Gu smiled and turned around: "Let's go out for a walk."
In the farmyard, the other few people were busy turning the grill, sweating and tormented physically and mentally, and they didn't know why they were grilling in the dog days of summer. When Henry Gu was in college, he was assigned to the graduate dormitory of the School of Economics because of a problem with his computer system. These were all his seniors and close friends.
"Are you using salt to vent your anger?" Li Hao's teeth ached when he saw it. "Can you still eat it?"
Liang Xiao took another bite and his expression froze: "Fcuk, I can't, it's too salty."
The crowd really didn't know how to cook, and the scene was in chaos. Someone suggested calling Henry Gu back to help, but before he finished speaking, he was unanimously opposed by the rest of the people. Everyone said, "Are our Yangyang's hands used for grilling? Our Yangyang's hands are used to touch art and souls. Let's learn about the beautiful boy K!ssed by an angel, and let's learn about Chopin, Monet, and Michelangelo."
Go back and continue skewering your chicken gizzards!
...
The sky was the lightest blue. Henry Gu walked on the ridge of the field, looking through his fingers at the thin white clouds. The sun fell on the ends of his eyebrows and hair, dyeing a beautiful melting light. Du Tiantian followed behind him and thought of four years ago - the boy who was forced to come in by a computer system bug, dragging a suitcase, standing at the door and asking doubtfully: "Is this 707? I think I should live here."
The three people playing games were startled and turned to look at him.
The new junior boy who entered the school is clean and sunny, with a tall figure and a snow-white shirt. He looks like a snow-white prince. Even when he is standing under the broken corridor light that is leaking electricity, he can still bring his own special effects when he appears on stage.
The kind that falls from the sky.
The blingbling kind.
A rough guy in the dormitory slammed the table and kicked the smelly socks under the bed without making a sound, expressing his warm welcome to him. After that, Du Tiantian sighed that not only the smelly socks in the dormitory, but even the curtains had to be taken down every now and then for cleaning, and the floor was cleaner than the table next door. Through this incident, everyone fully realized the fact that although the junior brother looked innocent and harmless, there was actually a bully living in his heart - a bully with mysophobia. On weekends, he would carry a broom and cruelly suppress everyone from sweeping, mopping and washing socks. If they didn't wash them clean, they would not be allowed to eat. He was just like an overseer in the old society.
The sun came out from behind the dark clouds, bringing a burning sensation to my skin.
Du Tiantian narrowed his eyes and was about to ask Henry Gu if he wanted to go back, but his peripheral vision caught sight of a group of people taking pictures noisily on the other side of the flower field. The scene was quite large, with everything from models to clothes.
Wusheng Township is full of flowers, and there are endless people coming here to take wedding photos and artistic photos, but this time it is a little... special. Seeing that Henry Gu had already strode over, Du Tiantian took a breath and quickly sent a message to the people in the farmhouse to ask for support. Today is not a good day. We met Lingyun Fashion in the flower field.
There were dozens of autumn and winter clothes hanging on the hangers, which were the new styles for the next season. The person sent by the other party to take pictures was a newcomer, a young girl who had just joined Lingyun Fashion a few days ago. Seeing Henry Gu looking at the photographer and the model, she smiled and said, "Handsome man, this is our new autumn and winter style for nightingale, which will be on the shelves soon. You can buy it and give it to your girlfriend when the time comes."
The shooting location is romantic and dreamy, with large stretches of pink grass creating the most girly fairy tale scene. The scattered hay bouquets, organza, and stars are all props specially selected by Henry Gu for the theme of "Reincarnation" of this autumn and winter fashion festival. He doesn't know why the catwalk he designed appeared here inexplicably, in the shooting of nightingale's new product advertisement.
"Handsome...brother?" The other person waved his hand in front of him, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay." Henry Gu came back to his senses and turned back to the farmyard.
The others were scrambling to run over here. Du Tiantian's text message was so ridiculous that everyone's thoughts diverged wildly, thinking that a mass fight was about to begin. To boost their morale, they even brought barbecue skewers, ready to rub Yi Ming on the ground like crazy! Of course, they didn't use them in reality. Henry Gu stopped them halfway and said sullenly, "It's okay."
"It's good that you're okay." Li Hao breathed a sigh of relief, threw away the stick, winked at the others, and walked back with his arm around Henry Gu's shoulders, "Ignore those grandsons, let's go and eat meat with me."
Henry Gu smiled: "Yeah."
In the following time, Henry Gu indeed acted very "fine". He grilled beef and mushrooms with Du Tiantian, played and ate and drank together. It seemed that he didn't care about the group of people in the flower field at all. It was not until ten o'clock in the evening that he called a designated driver to go home.
There was a drizzle all the way.
The next day at noon, Yang Yi came back from Pudong Mountain in the rain. Before he had time to drink a sip of water, he was blocked by Henry Gu in the office. Blake Lu had said before that if he had any questions about the Autumn and Winter Fashion Festival, he could ask this vice president.
"What's wrong?" Yang Yi put down the water cup, "You look so serious."
"I went to Wusheng Township to order pink daisy grass at the weekend, and met the shooting team of Lingyun Fashion there." Henry Gu paused, "They were shooting the next season's new products for nightingale, but the scene layout is exactly the same as our autumn and winter clothing festival." After asking around in the morning, colleagues in the marketing department said they were not aware of it. It was really unreasonable for the plan to be leaked.
"Oh, you're talking about this." Yang Yi just remembered, "It was given to them by President Lu."
Henry Gu: ...
Why?!
"This is my fault. I really forgot about it." Yang Yi patted his head. "But don't worry. Their new product brochure will be issued later than our autumn and winter show. They are the ones who copied it."
Henry Gu still stood there without moving.
"Recently, the investment department is negotiating with Lingyun about the entry of nightingale. You should know that, right?" Yang Yi asked his assistant to bring in two cups of coffee. "It just so happens that their autumn and winter new products are very consistent with the style of our show this time. After seeing your stage design, the designer of the other party liked it very much, so he asked Mr. Lu if he could directly refer to it to shoot the new product brochure for the next season."
At that time, Blake Lu threw the matter to Yang Yi and asked him to seek Henry Gu's opinion, but Mr. Yang was too busy recently. He went to Pudong Mountain again and again under the scorching sun and heavy rain. When he heard the people from Xinxin Department Store speaking in official dialect, his head hurt, so he forgot about the photo shoot.
"I'll ask them." Yang Yi pressed the hands-free button.
The brand manager of nightingale had a good attitude on the phone. He apologized and said that the intern did not communicate well. He also said that the brochure had been shot and the printing factory was about to start printing. He asked if they could just leave it that way for this time. There would be many opportunities for cooperation between the two sides in the future, and he would definitely repay this favor.
Yang Yi covered the microphone with one hand and glanced at Henry Gu.
Henry Gu nodded: "It's okay, Mr. Yang, I just asked, since Mr. Lu and you know about it, I have no objection."
Yang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, exchanged a few polite words with the other party, and then hung up the phone. Henry Gu turned to leave the vice president's office and bumped into Blake Lu.
"Oh, you're here too." Blake Lu said, "You haven't eaten yet, right? Let's eat together?"
"No, thank you, Mr. Lu, I have an appointment with someone else." Henry Gu hurriedly passed by him, holding the documents.
Blake Lu didn't care about Henry Gu's mood, walked into the office and asked: "How is Xinxin Department Store doing?"
"The progress is quite encouraging." Yang Yi leaned back in his chair. "Before, we only needed to solve the brand problem, but now it's a big deal. The other party found a group of middle-aged women from somewhere, claiming to be old employees of the department store, and cried and shouted that we should solve the re-employment problem of laid-off workers."
Blake Lu looked at him.
"There's nothing we can do." Yang Yi sighed, "A bunch of people are eyeing this piece of fat meat in Huandong, and they want to entrust the rest of their lives to it."
"Let's have another meeting at noon." Blake Lu had a headache, "Tell Li Yun to come to my office at 1:30."
No one had eaten yet, so the assistant went downstairs to pack up some fried dumplings and some side dishes, saying that it was a newly opened restaurant and that business was good. He also saw Henry Gu eating there.
"He only ordered a basket of steamed buns and a bowl of porridge, and I paid for it with public funds." The assistant said as she cleaned the table, "The kid has been working overtime with Yu Dawei and others recently, and he's exhausted."
"He's alone?" Blake Lu paused as he was pulling out his chopsticks. "Henry Gu?"
"Yeah, just one person." The assistant didn't understand what he meant, "It's already this late, those girls in the marketing department have already finished eating."
Blake Lu: ...
"Did you criticize Henry Gu?" Blake Lu asked.
Yang Yi, who had just entered the room, was puzzled: "Why would I criticize Henry Gu?" Then he felt sad: "His work efficiency has been much higher than mine recently."
So Blake Lu took a rare and brief moment in his busy schedule to reflect on why Henry Gu would rather drink porridge and eat buns than eat with the president - after all, he always thought that this kind of thing should be considered an employee benefit, and a very popular one.
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