Not Spare the Years

one year later.

Time flies by inadvertently.

Zhou Zhenyue stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and brought a cup of hot coffee.

A few months ago, Zhou's company moved to a new location. Her current office is located on the top floor of the tallest building in Anyang.

Looking at the row upon row of buildings outside the tall buildings, she seemed to be standing at the top of the clouds. Everything was trampled under her feet, and everyone was in her distant glance.

His fingertips stroked the coffee cup in his palm.

The white jade ring is lined on the smooth porcelain cup, revealing a bit of warmth and clarity.

Unconsciously…

A year has passed so easily.

Those warm days in the hot spring villa seem to be yesterday.

The year and month can be clearly printed on the calendar, reminding the week and the month from time to time.

It's been a year.

one year.

I have never seen Mu Xueyi again.

A lot has happened this year.

Zhou Shi and Mu Shi started a war on the bright side.

In the meantime, Mu Guocheng and Zhou Zhenyue each used their own scheming and secret tactics, and they fought several times.

The relationship between the two parties became more and more tense, and even the lowest-level employees of the two companies looked at each other when they met.

There is a strange thing in the business world.

No matter how fierce this battle was, the second Miss Mu family, the heir of the Mu family, was never seen.

It was said that Second Miss Mu went to recuperate, but no one knew where she was recuperating, nor what kind of injury she was rehabilitating. So those who broke their mouths said that this second Miss Mu was afraid that she was a bony head that couldn't be helped. She couldn't compare to her sister.

This rumor was going viral, but I didn't expect that Miss Mu Er suddenly came back three days ago.

As soon as she came back, this second Miss Mu inherited all the shares of Miss Mu with a high profile, and at the same time inherited the position of the general manager.

When the inauguration was announced, someone took a photo.

Because the second Miss Mu has hardly shown her face in the business circle in the first half of her life, many people saw the true face of the second Miss Mu for the first time through this photo.

In the photo, the woman looks gentle and thin. The wrists, neck, waist and ankle bones all have more delicate and slender circumferences than ordinary people.

Wearing a soft, snug glove in her right hand, she held a pen and sat quietly in a chair. He seemed to be smiling, but those eyes were so calm and calm that he couldn't look to the end.

Next to her chair, there was an unremarkable dark sandalwood walking stick.

People who noticed this were amazed:

"Miss Mu is actually a lame person?"

Someone who saw her in person said:

"If you don't lean on a cane, you'll be a little lame. But as long as you lean on a cane, you can walk as normal as ordinary people, and you can't see anything wrong."

Two days after Miss Mu took office, another famous thing came out.

It is said that because she was an airborne general manager, she had no personal connections before, so it was difficult to convince the public.

There were several executives with high self-esteem in the company who were deliberately embarrassing her, so they hinted at the leaders of the small department and told the two employees to deliberately make trouble, twisting and beating, and making trouble in front of Mu Xueyi.

Everyone waited to watch the play to see how this legendary weak second lady would solve the matter.

I heard that Mu Xueyi was sitting on the sofa calmly at that time, watching the two people in front of him rolling around without speaking. When the two were tired of acting, she called in their immediate leaders and said:

"To make you a supervisor is to take good care of the people under you. If you are already incompetent and will only turn over the contradictions, it seems that it is useless to ask you, white-collar workers have a salary. You and these two Those who fight, be conscious, go to the finance department to settle the money, and you won't use it tomorrow."

Then she added:

"In the future, I will only listen to job reports at the level below the general manager level. For other people, I don't care how old they are, and they will make trouble in front of me. The troublemaker will pack up with his immediate leaders and get out."

Mu Xueyi said "Get out", that is to really let people get out, without showing any mercy.

She understands the advantages of that little power in her hands, and she also knows how to use her father's relationship to intimidate. Sometimes when some decisions are made, even Mu Guocheng can't pick out what is wrong.

All the chips are in her hands, no matter how small, they can be used to extraordinary effect.

Even if there are people who don't accept it, they are afraid, hold back in their hearts, and don't dare to make trouble again.

Since then, no one in the Mu family dared to hold the idea of ​​"Second Miss is easy to bully". When in front of her, everyone was cautious in their words and deeds.

Even the address for her was respectfully changed from "Second Miss" to "Mr. Mu".

After this incident reached Zhou Zhenyue's ears, Zhou Zhenyue didn't say anything, just looked at the photo of Mu Xueyi on her phone when she took office.

After a long time, she lightly curled the corners of her lips.

"A year can really change a lot of things."

Xiao Ai on the side answered: "Second Miss has become stronger, which is a good thing."

"...Do you really think this is a good thing?"

Zhou Zhenyue leaned back in the chair, closed her eyes, and let out a long sigh from her breath.

It seemed that Mu Xueyi could really live a better life without her.

Her protection, sure enough...

It's wishful thinking.

Xiao Ai asked tentatively: "Mr. Zhou, are you still planning to go to see the second lady? That... The old man has been talking about it recently, saying that he wants to see the second lady..."

Zhou Zhenyue raised her eyes halfway.

"Since she is doing well, why should I go to her again?"

Can't help but chuckle.

"That's it. She is her little president Mu, and I am my chairman. If we meet again in the future, it's just an intrigue in the business field..."

"...you die and I live."

Xiao Ai: "Then what do you mean, in the future..."

Zhou Zhenyue's voice returned to her usual coolness and rationality.

"In the future, she will go her way, and I will go my way. There will be no relationship between me and her other than an opponent."

fair enough. as she wished.

Their world, from now on, will no longer have any place for each other.

Xiao Ai hesitated for a moment, as if holding back something.

After a long time, she bit her head and asked in a low voice:

"Then, are you going to the business party tonight that all corporate executives in Anyang will attend?"

"…"

Zhou Zhenyue held the pen in her hand.

half an hour.

All just silent.

Today's Anyang is the same as in previous years, with continuous rain.

It started to rain lightly outside the window again, and the rain was densely hanging on the window glass.

Anyang City at the foot of the foot became hazy and hazy.

It was completely dark, and the rain was getting heavier.

The party was set in the largest hotel in Anyang, with a long red carpet at the entrance and delicate and elegant flower baskets on both sides.

Many hotel employees in formal attire waited on both sides of the red carpet. As soon as the boss's car came over, they came to pick him up and help with parking.

It happened to be rush hour, and it was raining again, and many bosses' cars were jammed at the door. While the employees were busy dredging, they came over with umbrellas to see the boss into the hotel. For a time, the hotel's unique dark blue umbrellas filled the entire front square.

A new black Bentley arrived, parked diagonally behind another Maybach.

The employee was busy holding an umbrella, but Xiao Ai in the driver's seat pressed down the car window and waved his hand: "You first put all the cars in front of us before we go. Otherwise, the front is blocked, and we will be called Mr. Zhou in the rain for nothing. Hair dryer."

The employee bows: "Okay."

Zhou Zhenyue in the back row crossed her arms and looked straight ahead calmly.

Those eyes seemed to be silent, but deep down, there seemed to be other emotions secretly surging.

Across the other side of the square, Lincoln, who belonged to the Mu family, lengthened and started the engine, and drove to the edge of the red carpet.

The hotel staff stepped forward and helped open the car door to welcome people down.

Mu Guocheng, wearing a black suit and a mink vest, slowly got out of the car, walked under the employee's umbrella, tidied up his clothes, turned around immediately, and stretched out his arms.

A woman's fair-skinned arm protruded out of the car, and lightly placed it on Mu Guocheng's arm.

From a distance, the woman's long curly hair draped over her shoulders, wrapped in porcelain white and thin shoulders, she was so pitiful.

Zhou Zhenyue's eyes focused.

Staring at that person, deep and quiet.

But soon, she discovered that the woman's right hand was not wearing gloves, nor was she leaning on a cane, and she walked very smoothly.

Take a closer look, the back is also far from the back of the person in the impression.

...that's not Mu Xueyi.

It was just a female companion of Mu Guocheng.

Lincoln lengthened and drove away, and no one else came down from above.

Zhou Zhenyue lowered her eyes.

All the light in his eyes instantly dimmed.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the cars in front entered the garage one after another. The hotel staff came over again with an umbrella and asked Zhou Zhenyue to get off.

Xiaoai handed over the car to the employee, held up an umbrella, waited for Zhou Zhenyue to stand under the umbrella, followed Zhou Zhenyue, and respectfully walked to the hotel with her.

The two gradually walked away.

In the rain and fog, their figures became more and more blurred.

The black Bentley was driven away by the hotel staff, and the free staff immediately ran to the Maybach next to the Bentley and bowed deeply.

"Mr. Mu, please let me park your car for you."

The door on the driver's side opened, and Ge Wenong stepped out with a long leg, neatly propped up a large black umbrella, walked to the back row, and opened the door.

In the dark carriage, Mu Xueyi folded his hands on his knees and sat quietly and decently at the front of the seat.

Because of her long illness, her complexion was unusually pale. The long hair is slightly curly, the jaw is thin, and the eyelashes are soft and curled like black heron feathers.

Today's white evening dress is very suitable for her shoulders. It is straight and has clear edges. The shoulder line is halfway down to the arm line, and it is wrapped by white cloth.

Covered, exposed, is just right.

In her right hand, she wore a soft white glove of the same color as the evening dress, and a low-key sandalwood walking stick was held in the palm of the white glove.

The person hasn't moved yet, the cane goes first.

The bottom of the stick landed in the puddle beside the wheel, and the moment it touched, layers of tiny ripples appeared.

With the help of the walking stick, Mu Xueyi fell to the ground naturally.

The hotel employee lowered his head and said, "Mr. Mu, your father just sat first. Look, do you need me to take you in to find his seat first..."

Mu Xueyi turned her head and looked at the back of Zhou Zhenyue who had already walked under the eaves of the hotel in the distance.

At that moment, the thoughts of a whole year turned into a wind that rolled with rain, brushing her arms and cheeks, filling every inch of her hair and heart.

"Don't rush."

She interrupted the hotel employee's proposal.

"I have other places...I want to hang out."

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