Chapter 27 Chapter Twenty Seven
The customer service director of Wancheng Hotel silently looked at the thin Pan Yulong in front of him, a little bit surprised and a little bit affectionate: "Let's go, come with me."
The general manager looked at Pan Yulong and said: "In the employee handbook of Wancheng Hotel, you are not a person who is required to be removed. However, your mistakes and mistakes will also be recorded. If you decide to come back, you will be punished by the hotel. You will be given a one-year probation in the store. In addition, I heard that the customer service department decided to let you work in the laundry factory first, and then decide whether you can return to the front-line professional position based on your work performance. All of these, you agree do you accept?"
Pan Yulong smiled, but then stopped the smile and said, "I agree!"
After work, Pan Yulong hurried to the law office. After a while, he pushed Yang Yue out.
"You ran back to Yinhai by yourself like this, what will you do if your firm doesn't accept you, and then go back to Beijing?"
"I came here after contacting in advance. We don't have enough translators at the moment, and there is no time to translate a lot of materials and foreign documents, so they agreed with me to come. Anyway, it is not counted as their official establishment, but according to the actual workload. Give me a salary, even if it is a piecework worker, and they don’t have to bear medical care, housing, unemployment insurance, etc., of course they agree with me.”
Yang Yue looked sideways and noticed that Pan Yulong was wearing a white wristband on one hand pushing the cart, and the orchids on the wristband were lifelike.
"...I like this place. There are things here that I can't forget. Instead of always thinking about it in my dreams, I should make up my mind to come back. I think my future life should be like this. As long as fate does not sentence me to death, I will follow My own wish to live." Yang Yue said softly.
The two came to a small restaurant by the river and sat by the window, with a simple pasta in front of each of them.Because of the moon in the river, their conversation revealed a bit of emptiness and etherealness.
Yang Yue's eyes still stayed on Pan Yulong's wristband, but her voice pointed to the listening eyes on the opposite side: "I came back here to respect my own feelings and to find the memories of the past. Those memories are very important to me. I am very important, it can remind me of the mood I have had, the friends I have had, the fantasies I have had, those fantasies are so beautiful."
"Perhaps, we should all look forward." Pan Yulong said.
Yang Yue remained silent, staring at the river in a daze.
"Maybe the future will be even better." Pan Yulong said.
"It takes a lot of courage for me to look forward. But memories may be more meaningful to me."
"In the past, is there any story worthy of your special nostalgia?"
"Of course I did. At that time, my fantasy was not a fantasy, it was only one step away from realization. I could touch it with my hand. Those fantasies and hopes were my stories. The stories in my heart. Do you want to hear it?" Yang Yue asked back.
Pan Yulong hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head to evade: "Right now, my heart is quite confused. Maybe after a while, when I calm down, I will listen carefully to the stories in your heart."
"Actually, you don't have to worry, those stories are over. It can't have another ending. I just want you to know that there were certain fantasies that were not known, that there were certain joys and heartbeats that were not known, but they were real It happened, because it is true... so it is worth remembering."
Pan Yulong raised his head. In Yang Yue's eyes, he saw faint tears flickering, transparent and crystal clear.
Pan Yulong accompanied Yang Yue to find a Chinese medicine clinic. The doctor checked Yang Yue's legs and prescribed Chinese medicine.
Pan Yulong helped Yang Yue aside, and then quietly asked the doctor, "Doctor Liu, will she be able to walk on her own with this leg in the future?"
"It's more difficult. You need to take medicine for a long time, persist in treatment, and the most important thing is to exercise yourself. Theoretically speaking, treatment and exercise can restore walking ability."
There was hope in Pan Yulong's eyes: "Oh, thank you doctor."
Pan Yulong was still checking the cotton goods distributed to the night shift on the floor tonight. Several masters left the factory after get off work. When they passed by Pan Yulong, they stopped and asked, "Xiao Pan, it's Valentine's Day, why don't you leave early!"
"Ah, let's go."
In the evening, after Pan Yulong got off work, he was walking alone on the street, passing by a flower shop, and the advertisement for Valentine's Day in the kitchen window caught people's attention: "Send a rose, say I love you, just tonight, romantic time!" Pan Yulong stared at the words "I love you" for a long time.
The colleagues in the office had already left work, and Yang Yue finally finished translating the documents, packed up the things on the desktop, and left the empty office.
Yang Yue took a wheelchair through the dark and deserted corridor and walked towards the elevator.
The elevator goes to the first floor.Yang Yue's wheelchair slid out of the elevator.She swiped her card at the gate of the office, opened the door with great difficulty, and slid down the steps of the door along the ramp for the disabled. Sitting a figure.
The two looked at each other with deep meaning hidden in their eyes, neither of them said anything, not even a word of holiday blessing.
Pan Yulong pushed Yang Yue back to his residence.
Yang Yue opened the desk drawer and rummaged through it for something.Suddenly, a bright red rose came from behind, Yang Yue looked up, and she saw Pan Yulong's kind smile in the mirror above the desk.
"I'll send you a flower."
Yang Yue was stunned for a long time, not daring to look at him, and only turned her eyes to Rose: "Why send flowers?"
"It's okay, this flower...it's pretty nice."
"Why don't you send flowers?"
"Why don't you send flowers."
"Why send flowers and roses?"
"What's wrong with roses, can't roses be given away?"
"Rose represents romance... You are studying hotel management, so don't you know what flowers represent? Roses represent... love, so you can't give them randomly."
Pan Yulong thought for a while, but like Yang Yue, no one wanted to reveal the relationship with Rose today, so he said, "Then... I take it back."
Pan Yulong didn't expect that when he took the rose back and turned to leave, Yang Yue didn't call him.But he heard Yang Yue sobbing suddenly behind him, and began to cry.
"What's wrong, did I hurt you?"
"I didn't, I didn't think...today, today, someone will send me roses. I look like this, you have to
Let me escape this day..."
Tears were still streaming down Yang Yue's face, but her body was already standing firm. She left Pan Yulong's hands and walked forward by herself. Pan Yulong was in front of her, with his arms outstretched, stepping back step by step. Said: "Good! Good! You see, you can go by yourself, you are the same as me. Go..."
Pan Yulong's back touched the wall, and Yang Yue also exhausted the strength in her legs. She couldn't stand still and threw herself into Pan Yulong's arms, and the two hugged each other leaning on each other.
The two leaned on each other's shoulders, this posture has not changed for a long time, Yang Yue enjoyed this moment of happiness, she murmured in Pan Yulong's ear: "Thank you Yulong, I will use my life to thank you, because every time It's you who make me feel happy."
Pan Yulong also expressed the same gratitude in Yang Yue's ear: "No, I should thank you, you have done too much for me, no matter small or big, I have been taken care of and helped by you, I've never said thank you to you."
Pan Yulong's confession made Yang Yue shed tears that got her wish.
Happiness seemed to last forever. Soon, Pan Yulong received the admission notice from his personal butler. As the top ten winners among more than one hundred applicants, he began the formal training energetically.
Pan Yulong put on the tea set and walked out of the workshop. He walked to the door of a guest room, rang the doorbell, and shouted: "Personal butler"
The door was opened, and the person who opened the door looked very familiar. If it wasn't for the smart casual suit, Pan Yulong would have recognized him without hesitation.
That person is A Peng.
Immediately after Pan Yulong looked over A Peng's equally surprised face, he saw a stylishly dressed girl standing on one side of a wooden table.The moment the girl turned her head sideways, her eyes happened to meet Pan Yulong's. Although the familiar eyes had not been seen for a long time, they still hit him like lightning. The slightly parted red lips were fixed in Pan Yulong's sight. among!
——End of the book