Chapter 20 Seventeen, Mr. Xingjian

It turned out that Xing Jianjun, who was the best man at the wedding, was a middle school classmate of Ms. Wen's husband.At the banquet that day, Ms. Yiwen found out that he and Ms. Zhaodi were colleagues. Suddenly, a thought came to her mind. Later, she discussed with her husband about introducing her good friend to her husband's good friend. Of course, her husband had no objection. Ms. Yiwen said cheerfully: "My husband asked Xingjian. Xingjian said, 'Is that the girl in the dark green dress with a good temperament? Then we can get to know each other.' Look, am I talking nonsense?"

Miss Zhao Di opened her mouth wide in astonishment: "He really said that?" Not only was Miss Zhaodi surprised, I couldn't believe my ears either.I looked at Ms. Zhaodi and saw her thick arms and legs curled up on the chair, crackling melon seeds. I really couldn’t tell that she had a "good temperament", but think about it, Miss Zhaodi put all the clothes on that day. After trying it out, she was indeed wearing her most expensive dark green dress to the wedding.Did Mr. Xingjian confuse clothes with people? Miss Yiwen said: "So next Saturday night, my husband will treat you to dinner, rowing a boat on the lake, the one with palace lanterns hanging at the four corners, it's the one you like. How about it, am I interesting enough?"

Miss Zhaodi was stunned, and said, "Why have you arranged everything? I haven't said I'm happy yet!" Ms. Yiwen wondered: "Hey, what are you not happy about? You have a bachelor's degree, and others have a master's degree; you are a translator, and others are professional lawyers; you are not well-versed in the world, and others are mature and steady; you are free-spirited, and others have a house and a car... …What reason do you have, how can you, don’t you even want to?” Miss Zhaodi opened her mouth as if she wanted to refute something, but what she said was: "You've missed one thing, I'm ugly and fat..."

Miss Yiwen giggled, "That's not necessarily the case, you always underestimate yourself, besides, you're all different." Before Miss Zhaodi could say anything else, Miss Yiwen patted her on the shoulder, "That's it. Come on, change your clothes quickly, and I'll accompany you to the mall and pick out some outfits that suit you. Also, you have to hurry up to move this house, maybe someone will come to you soon." Miss Zhaodi was at a loss for a moment, but obediently got up and went to change clothes. I don't know what it was like when they ate on the boat that day, but when Miss Zhaodi came back, it became very strange.She looked in the mirror again and again, sometimes smiling, sometimes sighing, tossing and turning in the night, muttering something and laughing again and again.

Mr. Xingjian called the next day, inviting Miss Zhaodi to go to the Old Summer Palace to see lotus next weekend. On the night of watching the lotus, I finally met the legendary Mr. Xingjian. It was a young man with straight eyebrows, wearing silver-rimmed glasses, and a very calm attitude.He looked at the messy sofa full of our toys, smiled gently, and sat down without disdain.Miss Zhaodi was obviously a little at a loss, she struggled to pour water for him, but there was no hot water, so she was busy cooking, and tripped over our ball again. Mr. Xingjian said: "Don't be too busy. I just drank tea and I am not thirsty. I will go back after sitting down."

This is the first time that a man is sitting in Miss Zhaodi's room. Miss Zhaodi seems to feel that Mr. Xing Jian's eyes have swept over the lacquered wardrobe, the rough wooden bed and the bumpy desk, making him even more uncomfortable. Said: "Although I have graduated for several years, I just started working this year, so..." Xing Jianjun said: "Yiwen told me about your experience. She said that you are very smart and hardworking, but you are a little idealistic. I think a little idealism is good." Miss Zhaodi blushed, "It's not idealism, it's just talking to yourself, it's just stupid..."

Xing Jianjun smiled, "At least, you can pay so much for your own ideals, which shows that you are a girl with great perseverance. I admire you." Miss Zhaodi didn't know how to answer the question, so she paused and said, "Yiwen told me to move quickly last time, but I've always been slow in doing things. And I just went to work, and all the clothes were newly bought, so I put them away immediately." The money is gone..." She stopped talking embarrassingly, she didn't know why she was so indiscriminate, and she was worried that Mr. Xing Jian would think of other things, with an annoyed look on her face.

Mr. Xing Jian didn't seem to notice it, and said happily: "In the two years when I first started working, I was a little financially stressed. I lived in Qianbajia Village, and I rode a bicycle for about ten minutes to the subway station every morning. I wore a suit. Wearing leather shoes, carrying a briefcase, riding a bicycle through a small village, having breakfast at a small restaurant, and arriving at Financial Street in a blink of an eye, it feels quite interesting.” Miss Zhao became happy, "Yes, yes, that day when I came back from get off work, I thought of eating a bowl of noodles in a small restaurant, and suddenly felt that the tables and chairs were all greasy, and I was worried about clothes and bags. I thought, wearing a suit in the Eating noodles in a small village is quite funny.”

After Mr. Xing Jian left, the neighbor Xiao Wu poked his head in and said, "Good car, did you catch my son-in-law?" Miss Zhao's face was full of joy, but she said, "Where is it, colleague." Xiao Wu said with a smile: "The younger brother is getting more and more beautiful. Are you going to move soon, please help me to say hello." Soon, we moved into a one-bedroom apartment in the family area of ​​Y family.