Feed You a Candy

Wei Ruxia returned to the hotel and took a shower. After the shower, he called his father in the UK. The phone was connected quickly, and his father's voice came. Wei Ruxia's eyebrows were soft and he smiled and said, "Daddy, what are you doing?"

Wei Zishan's eight-year rehabilitation career has been regular and methodical. Even if he didn't say it, Wei Ruxia could guess what he was doing. But the conversation between father and daughter is brainless and casual, it is nothing more than a gossip about you.

"Look at the script that the student just sent. Hasn't the jet lag reversed yet?" Wei Zishan asked softly. After the operation, Wei Zishan was seriously injured, and even after many years of rehabilitation, he had not fully recovered, and he did not talk like he was on the stage.

Wei Zishan's serious illness ran out of his family's savings. Wei Ruxia joined the work after graduating from university. Despite this, the family's economic situation is still not very optimistic. Knowing that he was dragging down his daughter, Wei Zishan also worked very hard, recovering to the extent of others for ten years in eight years. Now that his condition is gradually stabilizing, he finds a friend in the theater and introduces a part-time job for students to revise the script.

Taking the remote control and closing the curtains, Wei Ruxia responded. Actually, she was very busy today, plus she didn't sleep yesterday, she is quite tired now. But the body is sleepy, but the spirit is still sober, this feeling is too painful.

Wei Zishan could hear the tiredness in his daughter's voice. He felt a little distressed and said to Wei Ruxia: "You don't have to worry about me. I have no problem taking care of myself now. Alan will take me to the hospital regularly."

Alan is one of Wei Zishan's students. He is only 19 years old this year and is a sophomore at the Academy of Drama. Because I watched Wei Zishan's performance of "Wind Sand" that year, it was a little fan of Wei Zishan. Wei Zishan sometimes gave him a small stove for acting classes. He also liked to be with Wei Zishan. During this time when Wei Ruxia returned to China, he took him to the hospital.

"Okay, then I will go back and invite him to dinner, and I should be able to go back in a month." Wei Ruxia said after a slight reassurance that he had arranged. In fact, the actual time it takes to make a commercial is much longer than a month. She started to write this plan from the beginning of the year, and now she has to shoot it before returning to Ancheng.

After he became ill, Wei Ruxia left him for the first time for so long. According to common sense, young people of Wei Ruxia's age are working hard outside or marrying in love, while Wei Ruxia's emotional life is zero and has been rushing to make money to support his family.

There was no voice at the end of the phone, and Wei Ruxia was afraid that her father's emotions were wrong. She quickly said: "My spokesperson for this commercial was my high school classmate. At that time, she was specially recruited by the Film Academy and is now a very famous star. "

"Did you go back and did not contact other students?" Wei Zishan asked, "What about Luo Yuan?"

Wei Zishan did not know her previous relationship with Luo Yuan, but thought they were close friends. After she arrived in the UK, she rarely had contact with people in China.

After hearing his father's words, Wei Ruxia smiled and said, "Do you remember him?"

"When you first came to Ancheng, he had been taking care of you. Later, you lived in his house for more than a year." Wei Zishan said what he knew, and then asked Wei Ruxia: "You forgot?"

Wei Ruxia looked up at the ceiling, because her eyes were a little dry because she couldn't sleep. She pulled off the blindfold next to her and said, "Don't forget. But he seems to have moved away from the Love apartment, and I don't have his contact information. And I haven't seen it for so many years, I don't know if I have time to meet."

What's more, Luo Yuan hasn't necessarily met her yet, and Wei Ruxia remembered the man he saw at Starbucks this afternoon.

Hanging up the phone with my father, Wei Ruxia was not asleep. She had a tree with infinite flowers in her mind, and she slept while counting lace. The infinite flower is like a thread, bringing out all clear and unclear memories at once. Later, she didn't know whether she was dreaming or remembering, and she slept in a dim light.

Wei Ruxia drank the American ice, and the bitter cold coffee made her a little more conscious. She looked at the film she had just shot and communicated with the photographer. She didn't even find it when she came by.

"Mr. Cen." It was still Tong Tong that Wei Ruxia recovered.

Seeing Cen Nianbai who was standing beside him smiling, Wei Ruxia became conscious, smiled, and turned back to the film and said, "When did you come?"

Cen Nianbai wore a formal suit, the top layer was too hot, he took off his jacket, and inside was a white shirt. The tie at the neck of the shirt was slightly loose, revealing the man's wheat-colored skin. He looks very outstanding, his facial features are deep and attractive, his hair is meticulously combed, and when he smiles, his eyes are raised, and he always brings a sense of frivolous expression.

He is indeed qualified to be publicized. Cen Nianbai is an aristocrat, who founded the yi group from scratch and is now firmly established in Ancheng as a domineering president.

"Just after the meeting." Cen Nianbai glanced at the ice American style in Wei Ruxia's hand, then at her face, and stretched out her hand to hold her slightly lower shoulder, and said, "Go eat, what time is it?" You should be hungry if you are not hungry."

Pulled by Cen Nianbai, Wei Ruxia glanced at the time, and it was already half past twelve. She smiled and said sorry to everyone. After finishing work, she followed Cen Nian and went out to the top floor.

"American coffee is too full." Wei Ruxia said, and had to drink again.

Cen Nian stretched out his hand and took the coffee in her hand, and threw it into the trash can. He pulled out a tissue and wiped the water vapor on his hand. He asked with a narrowed eye, "Then do you still eat?"

Speaking of which, Wei Ruxia is not really hungry.

Seeing Wei Ruxia only laughed and didn't answer, Cen Nianbai changed the subject and said: "It's okay not to eat. Work early in the evening and follow me to the Qingzhu Club for a dinner."

"Forget it, I don't have much energy." The dinners that Cen Nianbai attended were all commercial in nature. She didn't get along with her very much. She wanted to go back to bed earlier.

The two are now in the elevator, and Wei Ruxia leaned on the elevator, looking at the elevator instructions in the elevator. Cen Nianbai looked at her with interest and asked, "Are you really going to return to the UK after filming this? The dinner was organized by the Ansung Chamber of Commerce. There will be many Ansung company CEOs. I can recommend it to you A few, the compensation for asking directors to shoot commercials in China is more generous than abroad."

Wei Ruxia and Cen Nianbai met at Fashion Week, and they meet at French Fashion Week almost every year. They are also old friends. He knew the situation of Wei Ruxia's family and knew what to use to impress her.

Sure enough, after he finished speaking, Wei Ruxia nodded and said, "Yes, then that troubles you. But I'm not going to pick it up recently, I can't leave my dad for too long."

The Green Bamboo Club is located in the southern district of Ancheng, on the mountainside. The venue for the dinner is a semi-open hall. Standing in the outer courtyard, you can see the sea not far away.

The sea breeze can be felt here, but the sea can not see the real, only to see the standing lighthouse, blinking little by little.

Cen Nianbai and Wei Ruxia went too early, not many people. Since they are from the Chamber of Commerce, they are all old acquaintances of Cen Nianbai. Wei Ruxia followed behind Cen Nianbai with a glass of wine and received a few business cards.

In fact, Cen Nianbai thinks that she is a sweet and sour cake. Generally, big companies have a dedicated team for shooting promotional videos, and she is only an individual and does not have an advantage at all.

Cen Nianbai was able to build the Yi Group from the ground up, and he couldn't do without his exquisiteness. He was very suitable for this occasion, and he was extremely diplomatic.

After taking Wei Ruxia to know a circle of people, Cen Nianbai and her stood by the pool with wine glasses. From time to time someone came over to talk to him, Cen Nianbai smiled and responded one by one.

When the wave of people around him left, Wei Ruxia said to Cen Nianbai: "Go find them, I'll do it here."

On this occasion, Cen Nianbai has many friends and is a good opportunity to communicate. She felt like a drag oil bottle and tied Cen Nianbai to her side.

"No." Cen Nianbai didn't care. After he finished speaking, he raised an eyebrow and reached for a clink with her.

Both have a good drink volume, and can be regarded as half a drinker. As soon as Cen Nian's white cup came over, Wei Ruxia raised his glass with a smile and met him. The glasses made a crunch when they collided, and Wei Ruxia heard a small commotion when he sipped his wine.

"Mr. Luo, you are here."

With a sip of red wine, Wei Ruxia raised her eyes to the direction of the commotion just now. She had casually glanced at her, and when she saw "President Luo" herself, her eyes froze.

Even though the dinner invited all celebrities in the business world, they were also divided into different levels. This President Luo obviously belongs to the "high" level. Just now, some people surrounded him.

Mr. Luo was wearing a well-cut suit, and the dark blue suit put his complexion white in the night breeze. He is very tall, one and nine meters tall, with a wide shoulder and a narrow waist. His brow bones, nose bridge, and mountain roots are all high and delicate, and he propped up the entire face, which was very expensive. Under the high brow bones, a pair of dark eyes like the sea under the night, only to smell the sea breeze but not bottom.

In the communication with several people, he raised his lips slightly. Even so, his temperament still carried some high coldness, like the Poseidon coming from the sea, with a gentle elite like scum.

Wei Ruxia thought that after seeing Luo Yuan, he would hesitate to recognize it, but no matter how much his appearance and personality changed, her feelings when he saw him would not change.

It was Luo Yuan, and the person Starbucks saw that day was also him.

When Wei Ruxia looked at Luo Yuan, Luo Yuan noticed her sight and looked over. His eyes were long, narrow, and deep, and he only glanced at her, and quickly retracted. During the whole process, his eyes and expression were calm.

The night by the sea was not so hot. Wei Ruxia's hand holding the glass was slightly moist. She changed her hand to hold the glass and drank out the wine in the glass.

She recognized Luo Yuan, but Luo Yuan couldn't recognize her. Wei Ruxia didn't know how to describe his current mood, it didn't hurt, itchy, and he was a little sad.

"He is Luo Luo, general manager of lo company. lo company is an internet company. Recently, new games will be launched. However, their games have a dedicated promotional team and may not hire external directors." Cen Nianbai said flatly. .

Luo Yuan and he are completely two entrepreneurial models, he started from scratch, and Luo Yuan is much easier. The Luo family is a big family in Ancheng, with money and status. At the time of the real estate fire, Luo Qing's father, Luo Qinggu, had a smooth real estate business. In the past two years, the Internet has become very popular, and Luo Yuan has opened an Internet company.

Although Luo Yuan's company affirmed the support and help of his family, Cen Nianbai did not deny Luo Yuan's excellence. When he was a graduate student, he formed a team to play games. After the game was a great success, now the Internet-related industries have also begun to develop. Lo has become the leading Internet company in China.

Everyone thinks that the company's CEO is a dead mansion, but in the past few years when Lo was first listed, it was rated as the top ten outstanding young representatives of Ancheng by the municipal government. This is a lover with a lot of beauty and talent.

This is different from what Wei Ruxia thought. According to his performance in high school, Wei Ruxia once thought he would become a cartoonist.

Cen Nianbai continued the wine for Wei Ruxia and stretched his arm to let Wei Ruxia carry him. He still had to introduce Luo Yuan to Wei Ruxia to know and know, maybe he could take Lo's big order. Lo's compensation must be much better than that of their company, and Wei Ruxia may have stayed in China for this reason.

When Wei Ruxia followed Cen Nianbai, he heard what Luo Yuanzheng said to the people around him. The man Wei Ruxia had just greeted him. He was a big man in the mahogany business, followed by his daughter, Wen Wan. When her father introduced Luo Yuan, the woman flushed her cheeks.

Evening dinners are not just business talks, they sometimes become blind dates.

Wei Ruxia took a cool breath, raised her eyebrows slightly, and smiled.

"Hello, President Luo." Cen Nianbai and Luo Yuan had several connections. He smiled and shook hands with Luo Yuan.

He didn't come alone, and there was a woman beside him. The woman wore a yellow-yellow silk suspender evening dress, which was simple and simple. The evening dress outlined her beautiful figure and accompanied her smile with some indifferent style. She was tall, wearing low-heeled high-heeled shoes on her feet, and exposed half of her well-balanced legs.

Luo Xuan only looked at it for a while before taking back his sight, he and Cen Nian Bai Hanxuan. The voice is deep and nice, and the lips have a decent smile, far from the school bull who used to be too cold to dare to approach.

He became very mature, very elite, very gentle, still with an air of fairy spirit, and drifted away as if speaking.

Wei Ruxia listened to his voice, and the syllables popped out of the piano, with flowers in her ears. Even Cen Nianbai next to her introduced her, but she didn't hear it.

"Ru Xia." Cen Nianbai smiled helplessly and called out again.

"Huh?" Wei Ruxia looked back, raised her eyes to meet Luo Yuan's gaze, she smiled, reached out and shook hands with the man, said: "Mr. Luo Hello, my name is Wei Ruxia, actually I did it with you Two years neighbor."

Cen Nianbai raised her eyebrows in surprise. Why didn't she tell him this?

Not only Cen Nianbai was surprised, but Luo Yuan's eyes were slightly picked in front of him. He looked at Wei Ruxia, reached out to shake her hands, and said in a deep voice.

"Oh? What two years?"

When gripped with a man, Wei Ruxia's palm was a little sweaty and a little cold, while his hand was much warmer and drier. Wei Ruxia's lips twitched, and he said with a smile: "Mr. Luo really is a noble person who forgets things. If he can't remember, he can't."

Wei Ruxia and Luo Yuan talked about the commercials. As Cen Nianbai said, the company's promotional films have a dedicated promotion team.

Since the business could not be discussed, Wei Ruxia did not stay close to him. After staying with Cen Nianbai for a while, the spirit couldn't hold up. Cen Nianbai did not continue to stay and took her early to leave.

After being sent back to the hotel by Cen Nianbai, Wei Ruxia went to take a shower. After taking a bath, she took a cell phone out of the suitcase. This is the cell phone she used in high school. She didn't change it until she graduated from college.

The software in the phone was not deleted, and Wei Ruxia found the WeChat icon and opened it.

In the contact column, the top is "Sugar Candy". Wei Ruxia swipes up and down after opening, and the chat record is either a topic or a video initiation and a prompt to hang up the video. Above each prompt, the current date is displayed.

Wei Ruxia opened Luo Xuan's circle of friends, and the circle of friends was empty, showing a line. This either means that Luo Yuan has been deprecated, or that Luo Yuan has pulled her black.

Thinking of this, Wei Ruxia cut a chat record between her and Luo Yuan, and then edited the picture, stroked the date displayed on the chat record, and wrote three words "this two years" on the picture.

After finishing the picture, Wei Ruxia sent it out. The picture was sent smoothly. It did not show that the other party refused, nor did she show that she was not the other party's friend. Wei Ruxia was shocked.

Luo Yuan was sitting in the dark room. He looked at the message he had just received on WeChat. In the dark night, the man's eyes seemed darker than the night. He put his arms on the sofa and chuckled.

You still know to come back.

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Candy: You still know to come back.