Accidental Love

Early in the morning, when the rain stopped, people from the magazine came to work one after another, came in, shaking their umbrellas, and patted their clothes, bringing a chill.

Zheng Shuyi didn't sleep well at night. When he got up early, he found that he was a little haggard, so he put on a mask specially for a while, and he went out late, almost stepping into the office.

She was not in good spirits, and did not notice that Qin Shiyue looked at her several times.

Although there is no evidence, Qin Shiyue always felt that the person who stayed at Shiyan's house last night was Zheng Shuyi.

Until noon, Qin Shiyue went downstairs to get the lunch that her aunt brought her. In the rest area, she heard a few people chatting.

"Zheng Shuyi is too miserable, he has been stuck with Mingyu's manuscript several times."

"I don't know if it offends people."

"It must be. Her manuscripts are of high quality, and she has never been stuck by anyone."

"I think she has taken the computer away from get off work every day these days, so she probably stayed up late."

"Yes, it feels like people have lost a lot of weight. It's too miserable."

Qin Shiyue carefully pondered for a few minutes.

She knew well that Shi Yan arranged for her to come here because she had done too much for graduation and wanted to grind her temper.

Since she is required to practice, she will naturally not reveal her identity and background, only a few senior executives of the magazine know.

Otherwise, if everyone is holding her, she will just change a place to act as a princess.

But experience belongs to experience, not without principle.

What status is Shi's family, what status is Shiyan, who has always been accustomed to no one in the upper eye. Naturally, no one would be allowed to treat his niece who bullied him so harshly.

She had a miserable sale at home that day, not aiming at Zheng Shuyi, but just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.

But now this result at least shows that Shi Yan is still protecting her.

Qin Shiyue let out a long sigh of relief, because the boredom caused by going to work has disappeared a lot.

At the same time, she was sure that Xiao Jiaojiao who was at Shiyan's house last night was definitely not Zheng Shuyi.

——

After Shi Yan's interview manuscript was over, Zheng Shuyi was finally relieved, and there was nothing wrong with Shi Yan to send a message.

For several days, good morning, good afternoon, good night, without leaving a word.

It's okay to read a few words to him.

Although he never returned.

So Zheng Shuyi changed him a note.

An illiterate who can't type.

So comforting oneself, the mentality is much better.

A regular meeting was held that afternoon. After the routine work report, Tang also said that there will be a press conference of Mingyu Bank the day after tomorrow.

"Zheng Shuyi, you go to this conference."

Zheng Shuyi asked Tang Yi: "Who are there?"

Tang Yi looked through the information in the computer and gave her a list of names.

Sometimes feast.

This should be Shi Yan's first public appearance at the press conference.

Zheng Shuyi immediately smiled and nodded: "Okay."

When the meeting ended, Tang Yicai added: "Oh yes, Zheng Shuyi, please bring Qin Shiyue with you at the press conference."

Zheng Shuyi agreed.

But when she went to inform Qin Shiyue, she obviously felt that she was unwilling.

Zheng Shuyi actually doesn't quite understand why a wealthy second generation like Qin Shiyue wants to work in such a low-income company.

I don't even understand why she forced herself to come to this conference.

In fact, she really didn't want to go, so she just told Tang Yi.

Tang Yi has always been a good talking boss.

At this moment, Qin Shiyue was not only full of rejections in her hair, but also black from head to toe. Those who didn't know thought she was here for the funeral.

Among the suits and shoes at the press conference, Qin Shiyue's outfit was particularly conspicuous.

As soon as she entered the door, she was stunned.

Careless.

I thought that black would not attract attention.

More reporters came today than usual, and male reporters were the main ones.

Standing in the back row, Zheng Shuyi's sight was covered by the black head, and he pulled Qin Shiyue forward.

"What are you doing?" Qin Shiyue was flustered, but didn't dare to speak loudly, "Aren't there any seats in the back? Why are you going to the front?"

Zheng Shuyi: "Unintelligible in the back row."

"No, hello, you..."

Qin Shiyue didn't dare to make big moves, so she could only let Zheng Shuyi drag her forward.

But when these male reporters saw Zheng Shuyi, they made way for her.

Two men even gave up their seats in the first row.

Once seated, Zheng Shuyi looked up at the podium before placing anything.

Seven nameplates were placed on the blue-black table.

And the one in the middle is engraved with the characters "Shiyan".

Zheng Shuyi took a long breath, as if the dust had settled down.

Some are happy and some are sad.

Qin Shiyue hates press conferences the most. It's boring and boring. It's more hypnotic than a lullaby. It's like listening to the heavenly scriptures.

So she didn't want to sit in the front row, lest she would be caught by Shi Yan when she was dozing off.

The venue was spacious, but there were lots of people, with constant voices everywhere.

Finally, with the host’s introduction, the press conference officially began.

The door of the infield was opened, the rostrum was brightly lit, and Shiyan strode forward, standing tall and straight.

Photographers have always been the most keen on vision. Almost at the moment when Shiyan appeared, the nerves were naturally mobilized. The shutter sounds of the four cameras were one after another. You chased me and scrambled to take a photo.

He sat down in the eyes of everyone, and looked at his watch.

When he raised his head again, he looked straight to the first row.

There was a momentary intersecting vision.

Zheng Shuyi met his gaze, but did not dodge or hide, looking straight at him.

After staring at each other for a moment, Shi Yan raised his eyebrows and turned his eyes lightly to other places.

There is no emotion.

Zheng Shuyi sighed silently.

Other participants filed in, and there was almost no other noise except the shutter sound.

Zheng Shuyi lowered her head to turn on the computer and put it on the desktop. When she looked up again, she saw Shi Yan looking at her mobile phone.

Zheng Shuyi immediately took out his cell phone and texted him.

Zheng Shuyi: Mr. Shi is super handsome today!

Zheng Shuyi: Super A!

Zheng Shuyi: Today's venue is not a press conference, but your charm conference!

Zheng Shuyi: Although I cannot speak at this moment, I have already screamed for you in my heart!

Four short messages were sent out in succession.

Zheng Shuyi quietly raised his eyes and frowned when he saw Shi Yan.

He really saw it.

Zheng Shuyi grabbed the phone and entered again.

Zheng Shuyi: I would rather wear high heels on my left foot and leather shoes stuffed with stones on my right foot, and walk thousands of miles to climb Mount Everest, rather than seeing you frown.

After sending it out, Zheng Shuyi didn't frown when he saw Shi Yan.

He buckled the phone directly on the table.

"puff……"

Zheng Shuyi suddenly felt very relieved, and the corner of his mouth evoked a small arc.

It's just that before she could stop her smile, she raised her eyes and met Shi Yan's gaze.

This time, he was no longer flirty in his eyes.

The frame of the frame was chasing the cold light, and the eyes behind the lenses were dark and dark. When staring at a person, a sense of oppression lingered invisibly by Zheng Shuyi's side, with a warning.

Zheng Shuyi was inexplicably confused, the curvature of the corners of his lips disappeared, and his head hung down with a guilty conscience.

It's like a schoolboy who was caught in a prank and waited to be trained.

The conference started as scheduled.

Shi Yan was the first person to speak, but he did not set up a reporter's questioning session, so the executive officer next to him started a new round of speeches.

Zheng Shuyi typed quickly, glanced at Qin Shiyue beside him, but saw her head down, her cheeks a little red, and the whole person showed a very nervous state.

"What's wrong with you?" Zheng Shuyi asked in a low voice, "Uncomfortable?"

Qin Shiyue glanced at the rostrum quickly, "I'm fine."

"If you feel uncomfortable, tell me."

Zheng Shuyi got closer, "Still not used to such occasions?"

Qin Shiyue was a little annoyed, but couldn't deny the tension right now, so she frowned and said, "Shi is always looking at me. I am a little scared inexplicably."

Hearing this, Zheng Shuyi raised his head, and as expected he collided with Shi Yan's gaze again.

He didn't seem to mind Zheng Shuyi's look at him, his expression remained unchanged, his eyes were faint.

"Don't be nervous." Zheng Shuyi patted Qin Shiyue's hand, "he is looking at me."

Qin Shiyue:?

Quite confident.

——

The conference is indeed long and dull.

Qin Shiyue was sleepy and nervous, completely unable to understand what these people were talking about, wandering between wanting to sleep and not daring to sleep.

After insisting on it for nearly an hour, she really couldn't stand it anymore, and told Zheng Shuyi that she was not feeling well and wanted to go outside to breathe.

Zheng Shuyi didn't stop her, and soon the place beside her was empty.

A male reporter who came late and had no seat had been standing in the aisle for a long time. He hunched over when he saw someone leaving his seat with a bag.

"Is there anyone sitting here?"

Zheng Shuyi guessed that Qin Shiyue would not be back, so he shook his head.

The male reporter sat down and looked at Zheng Shuyi, who was focused on typing.

More than half an hour passed, and the reporter entered the stage of questioning.

The reporter's question was not very content, but the language was lengthy, and many people in the audience were impatient to listen.

The male reporter next to Zheng Shuyi glanced at the name badge hanging in front of him. The angle was problematic and he couldn't see the name clearly. He could only see the title of Caijing Weekly, so he asked: "Are you a reporter for Caijing Weekly?"

"Yeah." Zheng Shuyi nodded, and after he finished the sentence at hand, he turned his head to look at him and asked politely, "Where are you?"

"I'm a reporter for "Jiangcheng Daily"." He laughed. "When I just graduated, I did an internship in "Finance Weekly."

Zheng Shuyi said "Oh".

The male reporter pulled the keyboard nervously with his fingers, and said: "At that time, my team leader was Tang Yi, do you know him?"

"Well, she is also my current editor in chief."

"Oh, is she the editor-in-chief?" the male reporter murmured, "My name is He Boming, how about you?"

"Zheng Shuyi."

"Oh, that's you." He Boming smiled, "I have read many of your articles and they are very good."

"Well, thank you."

"Well, let's add a WeChat account, and we can also call out to each other if we have any information in the future."

After saying this, the host announced that he would enter the intermission, so Zheng Shuyi turned to talk to him, "Well, good."

This kind of daily social interaction also involves work interests. One more friend and one more information channel, Zheng Shuyi will naturally not refuse.

She took out her phone and asked when she opened WeChat: "Should I sweep you or do you sweep me?"

"Let me sweep you."

"Great."

Zheng Shuyi opened the QR code again and pointed the screen of his phone at He Boming.

When He Boming took the cell phone, Zheng Shuyi turned his chin slightly.

She always felt that there was a line of sight on her.

After scanning, she quit the QR code and opened the "New Friend" interface, her sense of sight became stronger and stronger.

She raised her head suddenly, and when she saw Shi Yan, she was still sitting in the same place, and her eyes fell on her as expected.

The eyes of the two met unexpectedly by Zheng Shuyi.

The light directly above him was shining straight on him, casting a shadow on the frame of his mirror.

He looked at Zheng Shuyi's eyes so blatantly, his eyes were a little casual, but there was a faint deterrent.

Zheng Shuyi opened his mouth and was about to speak when he saw him put the pen in his hand, and his voice came along with the sound of the pen colliding with the desk lightly.

"Zheng Shuyi."

This is the first time Zheng Shuyi heard him call her by name.

He even remembered her name.

Three ordinary words, three words that he had to listen to countless times every day, coldly recite from his mouth, but Zheng Shuyi's heart jumped.

She stared at Shi Yan in a daze.

"come."

He dropped these two words, got up and left the podium.