Woman In Irish Linen Shirt

Old Huang washed his hands and looked at me with a weird expression: "Should I not do that?"

"I feel okay, it's just a little sudden. But in general, people should hope to have some psychological preparation before being asked such a question." I said, "If I suddenly ask you whether you like men or not. , Would you feel offended?"

His expression became even stranger: "Well... I wouldn't say that was very offensive. But it is a bit weird, considering that I am a married man, and you know this."

I pulled the kitchen paper and cleaned the floor: "How do you tell?"

"Please," Old Huang made a fuss, "Anyone with normal vision in my position will see it!"

I was a little guilty: "We didn't do anything..."

Although I can't see his expression at the moment, I dare to say that he must have rolled his eyes: "The way you look at each other, and that... I don't know, the atmosphere between women? Anyway, everything is pointing to the answer. You are really brave, Yao."

I stood up, threw the paper into the trash can, and said vaguely: "Well, I really shouldn't be in the office—"

"No, no, it's not the problem! Sonia!" Old Huang clapped her hands, "Sonia! Sonia!"

I took a breath: "Even if you say her name three times..."

"Sonia Pande, Yao!" Old Huang held her forehead, "That's BCG's head, did you pursue her so directly? In case she doesn't like women or you, turn to What if I trouble you?"

I kept silent.

I can't say that Miss Pande took the initiative.

He suddenly froze again, and paused: "So you guys were together very early?"

"It's not too early..." I was a little guilty and said a few words vaguely.

However, Lao Huang got back to his mind and matched Miss Pan De with the date that I hadn't taken to the old man's weekend party a while ago. Questions one after another made me unable to resist.

At the end, I said, "We haven’t talked about long-term relationships, nor have we heard her mention her thoughts. Let’s talk about this later, okay? When the situation stabilizes, or I take care of things properly ..."

"Then why don't you ask her directly?" Old Huang folded his arms, "So you are just dating now? No promise?"

I took a breath: "I would say that it is an exclusive fixed relationship."

"But you are not her girlfriend?"

"no."

Old Huang was silent for a while: "Is this common in your group?"

I have nothing to say, I just looked at him and raised my eyebrows.

Old Huang suddenly raised his head: "Oh-yes. Have you talked to her about the avoidance system? The company's regulations may find a gap in the practical application of your situation."

I shook my head again and looked at the sink. Except for the little milk pot for cooking noodles, all these cooking utensils in the kitchen were temporarily purchased in consideration of Miss Pan De's needs.

I don’t even need a bowl to eat by myself; as for her, even if she buys rice **** from a convenience store, she will definitely ask me to put everything on the plate, so that she is willing to have dinner with me.

Troubled woman.

I said: "I intend to apply for benefit avoidance."

As soon as the voice fell, Lao Huang frowned and scratched his ears.

I rolled my eyes angrily: "Yes, I said. You heard me right."

Old Huang's face is no longer the look of hearing gossip. His expression gradually solidified, and he quickly realized the seriousness of the matter. With a dignified face, he picked up the bowl and delivered it to his mouth, saying: "If you apply for recusal, what will happen to the project?"

I was a little embarrassed: "I thought it was for the kids?"

Lao Huang put down the bowl silently again, rubbing his forehead: "Are we preparing for a handover process? All the business that involves contact with BCG, the news is passed by the middleman..."

"You know the kind of thing you just described, we call it'bureaucracy,' right." I sighed, "I'm afraid I must stay away from the front line completely. I don't know. I thought how to implement this kind of thing. Come to ask you."

"My appointment is temporary!" He looked at me in disbelief, "You recommended me!"

I brushed my hair: "Anyway, this is my plan."

"Your plan is just a bunch of--" Lao Huang's word beginning with S was about to blurt out, and I stared back again.

He paused and said, "Your plan is too incomplete. I bet you, let alone me, the big boss will get angry on the spot when he hears of it."

"You are too gentleman." My tone was calm, "Jocelyn might assassinate me on the spot, like this, ‘bang’." I pointed my finger on my temple, "It is also possible to let me take care of myself."

Old Huang nodded in agreement: "You are right."

But I feel that the starting point is much more complicated than that of Huang Xiuwen: Last time I tried to turn away from my extra task, Jocelyn made a gentle strategy one after another.

Appeasement has already been used, and according to our logic, it is time to salute first and then fight.

I have no doubt that Jocelyn would even tear up our employment contract on the spot in order to keep me working, and after I left tremblingly, I would take out the original contract.

Then when the matter is over, I will kill the donkey and smash my army backhand.

I sighed.

Lao Huang may want to make a difference. After looking at me for a while, he solemnly said: "You don't need to care about me. I will never reveal even a single word, even if it is my wife. Don't you think about it for a while?"

"I don't know. I just..." I was speechless for a while.

Of course, I know that it is not the best time to apply for the avoidance of interests-rather, there can be no worse moment than this. The company is getting worse by the day, and I still want to fight back, Lao Huang was dragged down by me: I will leave the field at this time, and my position will become very embarrassing.

Then why would I still want to do that?

Under the iceberg of thinking, in the corners of my unconscious brain that remain active, what am I thinking about?

"I just want her—" I shook my head, "I want to promise her something. Let her feel relaxed and safe, and let her understand what I think."

Old Huang raised his hand: "Do you know why people are talking all day long?"

I frowned slightly: "Because we are social animals, and the tendency to gossip is engraved in our genes?"

"It's because we can tell each other what we mean by speaking!" He sighed heavily, "Sometimes you need to do something to prove your ability, and sometimes you have to rely on expression, because-oh, Don’t you know, Yao? Human beings don’t have the ability to telepathy!"

I copied my hand: "Do you really think I don't know this kind of thing?"

"Then why don't you tell Sonia what you think!"

"I can't—" I choked.

At this time, I had made up my mind not to let Lao Huang know my multiple identities.

"All in all, in short," Lao Huang put up an index finger in the air to emphasize something without any margin, like the teacher always can't finish the key points before the exam, "I won't say a word. As your friend, I can understand that you want to keep a relationship you just started as simple as possible, but as your work partner, I strongly recommend that you carefully consider avoiding interests."

I nodded.

"Also," Old Huang said, "I need you to promise me: You can no longer contact her privately in the company. This is good for you and Sonia."

"I know." I lowered my head. "We have reached a consensus on this matter."

He suddenly said: "There is one more thing."

I looked at him: "Say it."

Lao Huang stared at me for two or three seconds, then opened his mouth and said, "Why have you never told me that you like girls?"

"You never asked me?"

"But..." He was speechless, choked half-heartedly, unable to get up, his expression looked awkward. At this time, the sister-in-law brought the two children to the house for emergency, and we all breathed a sigh of relief.

Sent away the old Huang family, I poured half a bowl of milk soup that was still warm and drank it.

It's fish soup. It's not easy to boil milky white. I immediately decided to save a bowl and ask Miss Pan De to come and taste it tomorrow.

I wonder if she knows how to make soup? If you drink it again tomorrow, most of the umami taste will be lost. I hesitate to wait for a while and find a time to deliver it.

After a long time washing away the two bowls, I put the towel on the drain rack and went to sit by the window for a while.

What is she doing?

When I first started working, I thought my life was what I wanted. The boss is a good role model. He came from the same school as me. He graduated from a top investment bank and worked as a quantitative analyst for five years. He has excellent technical skills and soft power. Instead, he turned to consult and talk freely. I think there are only things people admire. in this way.

But in such an environment, with no confidence, just relying on the platform and aura of the ever-expanding self, the dignity derived from comparison that has been trampled on the backs of others along the way, and the sense of accomplishment that will eventually return to nothingness, all kinds of Factors make me feel that I am just a trader with money falling from the left hand to the right hand, lying on the unearned gold mountain, mediocre and born with profit.

so boring.

I have my excuse: I needed money at the time. Although the gambling debt my mother owed was quickly filled, there was a great sacrifice in my father's career behind it. My uncle also sold the house to make up for the hole: and then just missed the frenzy of rising housing prices.

At that time, the external debt had been settled, and the internal debt was difficult to clear. I often feel that the one million IOU signed by me and called to my uncle is the connection between our mother and daughter. Money, I am finally declaring-I am an adult.

I don't need my parents anymore.

If there is no such black swan this year, Miss Pande must be traveling all over the Asia-Pacific. Apart from Internet companies, does she have any other specializations in traditional industries? I guess she goes more to places where the economy is more developed, and I'm definitely still in the underdeveloped countries in Southeast Asia.

If this chance encounter does not happen, and the front edge cannot continue, at this moment, what troubles will I have?

The alarm rings suddenly.

I was a little frightened by the sound, and silently went over and turned off the reminder, ready to change my clothes.

it's time. I should meet with Kevin.