Can't help feeling for you: can't live without you

Chapter 5 Honeysuckle (1)
The very inconspicuous honeysuckle grows on rocky piles, mountain foot roadsides, and village fences, like weeds. It is said in "Shen Nong's Materia Medica" - "Lingdong does not wither", but it is like a weed It even has a nice name called "Honeysuckle".

The next night, Dong Zhiwei still worked overtime with the boss. The so-called overtime meant that he went to eat with him. When he got in the car, Zhiwei still sighed slightly in his heart. Tonight was to contact a group of old men in the bank. Feelings, as usual, also invited some well-known beautiful faces, I don't know how long it will take.

But she also understands that very few bosses will tolerate their secretary not being on call all day long. Although he knows that she is applying for a master's degree, one must be sensible, especially for Yuan Jingrui's secretary.

In fact, there are several assistants around him, each responsible for different affairs, and her existence is more like a handyman, responsible for answering calls, filtering visitors, sorting out documents and various chores submitted below, it sounds like a Avalokitesvara is required to do the position.

Fortunately, she is used to the job where one person chooses several jobs, otherwise she would not be able to survive, not to mention the salary and benefits offered by Yuan Jingrui are excellent, she has no reason to give up this job.

It's just that she has been working beside Yuan Jingrui for more than half a year, and she has gotten to know this man more and more. Although he usually takes the approachable route of being polite and smiling most of the time, doing everything with ease, but those with long horns They eat grass. Only carnivores hide their claws all day long. Yuan Jingrui is famous for being ruthless in the mall. Be trembling, let alone a little shrimp like her.

The banquet was held in a famous private garden in Shanghai. Naturally, cups and cups were intertwined, chatting and laughing. Yuan Jingrui has been in business for many years. In the time box, Yingsheng and Yanyu laughed.

When it was assigned to Dong Zhiwei, the red banknote was handed to her face, and she couldn't help but flinch slightly.

It's one thing to see the numbers in the salary account increase every month, but it's another thing to take over the naked cash. What's more, Chengfang's system is perfect, and there are overtime pay outside of eight hours. Pen, what kind of money is it?

As soon as he frowned, his eyes narrowed. She knew it was wrong, and just about to open the door, there was a "bang", and it exploded together with the noise outside.

Everyone at the banquet was taken aback. Two men rushed in. They were obviously drunk. They were all blushing and thick-necked. A group of waiters stopped and pulled back, "Guests, sorry customers, this is a private room , guest, guest!."

One of the men pointed at Yuan Jingrui while he was struggling, and yelled, "Yuan Jingrui, don't think that killing Cheng Huimei can just sit back and enjoy it. Let me tell you, Cheng Fang belongs to my old Zhang family. Just wait, and it will come." Someone gave you a good look!"

Lao Chen rushed over quickly and dragged the two people out one by one. They were still yelling and cursing all the way. Many people poked their heads out of the box, and some people boldly looked at the box where Yuan Jingrui was. There were whispers.

The manager rushed over and wiped his sweat to apologize, "I'm sorry, Mr. Yuan, I'm really sorry, they are just the guests on the table outside, I heard that you are here, and suddenly..."

Yuan Jingrui had already sat down, and upon hearing this, he only looked up at him, with no special expression, but his eyes were darker than usual.

But the manager's face turned pale, and he apologized and added, "It's our lax management that spoiled Mr. Yuan and all the distinguished guests. This table will definitely be free of charge. I'll send some extra stews over. Slow down, everyone." Use it, use it slowly." He led the people back out, and closed the door carefully for them.

There were also smart people in the private room, who raised their glasses when they saw a cold scene, laughed and laughed, Yuan Jingrui also smiled, apologized, and drank three glasses first, but the people next to him made a fuss and asked Dong Zhiwei to pour the wine. She pointed all the spearheads at her, and pointed several wine glasses at her. She knew she couldn't escape, so she drank it. After drinking, there were still people applauding. In a blink of an eye, the atmosphere became warm again, as if nothing had happened.

Dong Zhiwei is very average in drinking. After a few drinks, his cheeks seemed to be on fire in a blink of an eye. He squinted and saw that his boss was holding a glass and looking at her. He is a kind of monster, he drank a lot, his eyes seemed to be wet, any other woman would probably feel flattered at this time, but she only felt a little scared, and quickly turned her face away, not daring to look at him again.

After drinking two more cups, Dong Zhiwei couldn't do it anymore. He made an excuse to go to the bathroom, and went out alone to take a breath. His feet were limp, and he couldn't walk in a straight line. He had to lean on the wall and was about to turn around the corridor when he heard a low male voice, She remembered this voice, it was the restaurant manager whose face turned pale at the door of the box.

"Yes, it is Mr. Yuan."

But he couldn't hear the answer. He must be talking on the phone. After a while, he said, "I understand, I understand. I have already gone in to say hello. Be careful next time."

Hearing that Yuan Jingrui was mentioned, Dong Zhiwei didn't go over again, fearing that he would make too much noise when he was drunk, and didn't turn back immediately. He just stood by the wall and tried to keep himself quiet until the phone was disconnected and someone spoke again, probably before The person next to the manager couldn't help but speak at this moment.

"Manager, why do you need to call the boss internationally for such a thing? We didn't ask those two people to rush in."

The manager probably held his breath for a long time, and finally found someone to vent his anger on, and immediately yelled at him, "You know what! Who is Yuan Jingrui? Offended him?"

The tone was so vicious that Dong Zhiwei trembled when he heard it, but just like that, the manager still kept his voice down, as if he was afraid of being heard.

Dong Zhiwei wanted to leave, but the two of them turned around in a blink of an eye, looked up and saw her standing in the corridor, they were stunned for a moment, but they obviously didn't recognize her, they just stopped and bowed, "What's wrong with this lady?" do you need?"

Zhiwei shook her head, and they brushed past her and hurried away.

See, even if there were no confusing speculations about his dead wife, she could still be sure——Yuan Jingrui was a very scary man.

This evening's banquet ended despite the apparent enjoyment of the guests. After the banquet was over, the manager of the restaurant accompanied Yuan Jingrui and his party to the door with a smile on his face. Dong Zhiwei came out a little later—a skill cultivated through years of experience as a secretary and assistant. As a habit, she always has to stay alone at the end of each banquet to check again, to see if someone dropped things at the banquet, especially her boss's.

Don't expect men who have had a drink to remember every little thing, sometimes they even lose themselves.

In fact, she was already a little drunk before, but after washing her face with cold water in the bathroom, she returned to the banquet for some reason, and no one was staring at her to persuade her to drink. When the banquet was over, she felt a little better, at least her feet fell to the ground Time is no longer vain.

When she walked to the door with her boss's coat in her arms, the guests had just gotten in the car and left, and the manager was still there. She was surprised when she looked back, probably remembering what she said before, and the color on her face changed again. changed.

As soon as old Chen drove the car to the door, Yuan Jingrui went out first. The manager was a little behind, walked beside Dong Zhiwei and asked tentatively in a low voice, "Miss, just now..."

Dong Zhiwei felt pitiful when he heard it, but he said "Ah?", "Just now? Did something happen just now?"

The manager waved his hands quickly, and his heart sank. He sent them to the door, bent down with his hands on the door, and apologized again before closing the door for them.

After boarding the car, Dong Zhiwei sat in the passenger seat, and the first thing he did was to lower his head to fasten his seat belt. The time displayed on the dashboard was close to the early morning. It fell apart immediately, alcohol and fatigue made her feel like she was falling apart, and everything was soft.

The car started, the street was wide and quiet, the street lights stretched into an endless distance, the hissing sound of the heater was monotonous and steady, the body was exhausted to the extreme, the strange thing was that the nerves were still tense, and the eyes seemed to be blocked by some force Supported, sore but unable to close.

Maybe it was because those two people who suddenly broke into the private room gave her too much excitement, she never imagined that someone would point to Yuan Jingrui's nose and yell at her in full view.

There was no music in the car, and the boss in the back seat did not speak. After a while, she looked in the rearview mirror, and there was only a side face in it. He was looking out the window, and the neon lights of various colors on the side of the street passed through the glass His face, with mottled light and shadow, was like an oil painting.

"Where are they?" Yuan Jingrui asked, the silence in the carriage was suddenly broken, Dong Zhiwei was caught off guard and his heart skipped a beat.

She is not so easily startled, alcohol is really not a good thing.

Before Lao Chen spoke, she glanced at Dong Zhiwei. She really wanted to raise her hand and say that I don’t want to hear it. It’s not too late for you to discuss it when I’m not around, but Lao Chen has already spoken.

"They were all drunk, I sent them back."

Knowing that it was not a simple delivery process, Yuan Jingrui frowned and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

The atmosphere in the carriage was inexplicably relaxed, and even Dong Zhiwei couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief.

It turned out that her nervousness came from the emotional influence of her boss.

The car was driving smoothly on the quiet midnight street. Yuan Jingrui lived on the side of the mountain. He was a standard rich man. He was the only one in Qianping's mansion. Dong Zhiwei was lucky enough to go in once. .

"Turn left here and send Secretary Dong home first." Yuan Jingrui said again.

This time even Lao Chen raised his head and glanced at him in the rearview mirror, Dong Zhiwei was even more surprised.

It was not the first time for her to work overtime like this. In the past, it had become a habit for Lao Chen to send Yuan Jingrui home first and then take her for a ride. Such sudden preferential treatment only brought her surprise.

"It's very close to your home, isn't it?" He pointed out the window with extremely sober eyes.

Indeed, outside the car window is the old neighborhood that Dong Zhiwei has been familiar with since he was a child.

Lao Chen has quickly turned the car into the narrow street. At night in the old city, there are old houses that have not been demolished on both sides of the small street. There are no street lights at night, and the light from the car lights has been shining deep into the alley. Not going in, Dong Zhiwei pushed the door and got out of the car, said "thank you", and then said, "I'll just go in for the rest of the way."

There was also the sound of the car door opening and closing from the other side. She turned her head and saw Yuan Jingrui also got out of the car.

"I send you."

She almost wanted to bite her tongue to prove the authenticity of tonight, but Yuan Jingrui had already walked over. It was cold and he had just come out of the warm car with no coat on. Seeing her standing still in front of the car, he asked her again, "Don't you want to go home?"

Dong Zhiwei gritted his teeth, calmed down, nodded and pointed the way, "My home is here."

There is still a distance from the alley to her home. Dong Zhiwei’s home is close to the North Bund, deep in the old city, and the news of the demolition has been heard a few years ago, so all the dilapidated and old things here are waiting in delay. It is expected to be completely cleared, but unfortunately, the expected demolition has not been moved until now.

The old-fashioned bungalows on both sides of the alley are full of illegal sheds, some of which are even self-built crossing buildings across the narrow alley. It is likely to hit it head-on.

Dong Zhiwei was always careful about the men around her as she walked, if her boss hit her head or fell down here because of seeing her off, then she really couldn't guarantee whether she would be able to keep the job tomorrow.

She was almost sure that Yuan Jingrui's anomaly tonight was because he was drunk, and people can be in a variety of strange and different ways when drunk. For athletes who challenge the narrow and tall fire escapes, some people's drunkenness cannot be seen on the surface, such as Yuan Jingrui, she must write this down and be more vigilant in the future.

But the strange thing is that Yuan Jingrui's ability to walk through the streets is much better than she imagined. In fact, his performance can no longer be described well, it is simply super, he can even dodge a stick in the dark. At the same time, the clothes-drying bamboo pole appeared and rescued her who almost stepped into the ditch, and said to her, "Be careful."

Dong Zhiwei blushed. Fortunately, in the dark, his boss should not be able to see it.

"I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention to my feet." She apologized calmly.

"You're drunk." He answered her.

"How could it be?" She heard a loud voice, and immediately realized that it was her own. She was ashamed for a moment, and covered her mouth with some collapse.

Even in this dim light, she could see the white teeth when he smiled.

Fortunately, her home will be here soon, and she didn't know what to say when she said goodbye. She glanced at the dark alley behind him and was a little worried.

"The road here is not easy to walk, Mr. Yuan, you..."

He smiled, "It's okay, I'm familiar with this kind of road." He turned around and left without stopping after speaking.

Dong Zhiwei was left standing downstairs in her own house, and the darkness quickly engulfed that figure. She vaguely heard a "ding" sound, as if someone was lighting a cigarette, but she couldn't be sure. Everything is more like a dream.

"Zhiwei? Is that you?" There were footsteps on the stairs behind her, and someone fumbled down and called her name.

Zhiwei turns her head and sees her mother.

Dong Zhiwei's mother is a thin woman with neatly combed hair, fastened tightly with a long, curved 80s black hairpin with iron teeth, which has not been changed for many years.Although he couldn't see it, but he kept himself refreshed all the time, he stood at the end of the stairs and spoke to the front with a worried expression on his face.

Only then did she come to her senses, and stepped forward to grab her mother's hand, "I'm the one who's back, Mom, you haven't slept so late."

Holding her daughter's hand, Dong's mother showed a reassuring expression on her face, "Can't sleep, did you eat and drink with the boss today? You can smell it from afar."

Zhiwei sniffed her coat, and sure enough, the smell of alcohol was floating in the air, and it was impossible to cover it up, fearing that she would appear drunk again, she was more careful when helping her mother upstairs, but said in her mouth.

"Just a little drink, it's okay."

The mother still felt a little distressed, touched her daughter's hand and said, "Work is so hard."

"It's not hard, my boss is very nice, and even asked the driver to take me back first." Dong Zhiwei said something that she didn't understand. Her parents had always been a little bit worried about her leaving Wen Bailiang's company. The ups and downs of job hunting also made them uneasy and sad for a long time. After Zhiwei finally got a stable job, the current boss immediately became what she called a good person with integrity, kindness and generosity, and used it to reassure her parents.

Talking about the door of the house, I arrived. The door of my house was open, and the faint yellow light illuminated a small area at the door. Dad stood in the light with his clothes on. When he saw them, he said, "Come in, it's cold outside. , your mother insisted on going downstairs when she heard the voice, she has almost caught up with her ears in recent years, and my old ears can't match hers."

The three of them entered the house together, and Dong's mother held the hand extended by her husband, and said, "You, you sleep like a pig, let alone your daughter is back, you can't even hear thunder."

As he said that, Zhi who was standing at the door taking off his coat smiled slightly, and the inexplicable feeling before immediately faded away.

Zhiwei thought that she would never have the chance to see those two men who suddenly appeared again, but she didn't expect that after a few days, she met one of them in another restaurant.

It was a newly opened Japanese restaurant. On the side of the subway station on Line [-], Zhiwei and Qi Dandan were waiting for the ramen they called. Qi Dandan was a classmate of Zhiwei Ye University and graduated Later, she and she applied for a master's degree together. The two of them just came out of the remedial class, and they were hungry at night. Qi Dandan usually pays attention to food. When he saw a newly opened restaurant, he dragged Zhiwei in and went in, regardless of her. Distressed wallet expression.

"It costs sixty to eat a bowl of noodles, it's better to go to a tea restaurant." Zhiwei sighed while flipping through the beautifully printed recipe book.

Qi Dandan glared at her, "What's the most important thing in life? Eat and drink well! You earn a lot, why can't you think about it so much?"

Zhi smiled and was about to speak, but his eyes were suddenly attracted by a person who had just entered the door, so he didn't say any more.

The person who entered the door was a thin man in his thirties, surrounded by two or three women. He looked nothing special, but Zhiwei had only seen him rushing into the box a few days ago and pointing at Yuan Jingrui and yelling at him. The impression was so deep that I recognized it at a glance.

Qi Dandan was surprised, and followed the direction of Zhiwei's eyes, and then "cut" after one glance.

The seats in the restaurant are separated by partitions, and there are green plants for decoration in between, which is very concealed, and the man disappeared from their sight after walking a few steps, Zhiwei said, " You know him?"

Qi Dandan nodded and ate the pickles in the small dish with his chopsticks.

"Yes, the second child of the Zhang family, Zhang Dacai."

"Zhang Dacai?" Zhiwei thought the name sounded familiar, but couldn't remember where he heard it.

Qi Dandan gave her a teasing look, "Your secretary job is not good enough, this person has something to do with your boss."

Speaking of Yuan Jingrui, Qi Dandan's eyes began to light up, and he couldn't help but leaned in Zhiwei's direction.

"Do you know who the father of Zhang Dacai's brothers is?"

Zhiwei shook her head, and Qi Dandan showed a smug smile, saying words one by one in front of her, "It's Zhang Chengfang!"

Zhiwei was taken aback. Of course she knew who Zhang Chengfang was. Chengfang still used the name of the original founder, and the source of that name was Zhang Chengfang.

(End of this chapter)