Chapter 21 two two

[I'm not talking fast, I've finished my words, I'm relieved that I'm lucky, I can sleep well tonight. ] There was silence in the small apartment. The food brought by Liu Shaobo gradually cooled down. Fu Zai asked: [If you were me, what would you do? ] [I'm not you. ] [Assuming that, would you walk up to Zhou Ziwen and say, "How many times have you been married?"tell me the story. 』] [I won't. ] [What would you do? ] Liu Shaobo replied: [I will feel that this person's personality is deep and unpredictable, and I don't know what the other side of the person is like, so I will retreat in spite of difficulties. ]

Fu Zai continued: [Since you have withdrawn, there is no need to ask further questions. ] Liu Shaobo replied: [How can a dark person like him explain things clearly. ] Very well spoken. [Thank you for your advice. ] Liu Shaobo asked: [Do you love him? ] [I have no idea. ] [You think he is a good backer. ] Fu Zai was a little ashamed. [Recently, the economy has shown signs of improvement. I have seen job advertisements in newspapers, and several positions are suitable for you. ] [A long and circuitous road. ] [If you want to go through the back door and take a shortcut, you can do whatever you want. ]

[Liu Shaobo really didn't expect you to be a Mr. Morality. ] [Wang Fu has suffered once before you, if you don't learn to be good, you deserve to die. ] [Thanks for the curse. ] for myself The food was cold, and neither of them had any appetite. Liu Shaobo said: [It's so strange to return the ring to him. ] Fuzai was too tired to lift his eyelids, [Liu Shaobo, I want to sleep well. ] [I take my leave. ] He sighed, apologetic for dropping the two bombs and walking away shyly. He closed the door gently. Fu Zai turned off the light, returned to the bed, curled up like a fetus, and forced himself to rest.

In the early morning, my thoughts will be clearer and more sensitive, but I want to fly to Pluto to make a circle and come back. At night, I can’t walk to the kitchen. She has many nightmares. Fuzai saw herself queuing at the highway station. It was raining, the ground was muddy, crowded, and there were few cars. Asking people, passers-by ignored them, she searched door by door, sweating from fright... That's it, it's dawn. Fu woke up and looked at the alarm clock, it was only five fifty. He really wanted to go home, but where was her home? Fuzai covered her face with her hands. Is this small rented apartment her home?Of course not, the former father's home is no longer there, and she no longer has a home.

Before seven o'clock she was already sitting in the office. Sure enough, in the morning, her thoughts were much clearer. Fu Zai thought of a website, which is the famous [Find Old Classmates] service, and more than one million people in the United States have registered. Fu Zai asked: [Please provide information about Meng Meizhi, a Chinese woman in San Francisco], and she posted two news clippings on the Internet. Fuzai then asked himself: Why do you want to know so much? From the bottom of her heart, she heard a small voice reply: Because I am looking for a home, if Zhou Ziwen is of decent character, then his home is my home.

Everything is not for her own sake, after all, perhaps, she is as selfish as Yuemei. At eight o'clock, the secretary came back. It started to rain heavily, and my colleagues opened the wet umbrellas to dry in the tea room. The colorful colors were really beautiful. Fuzai made a few phone calls. ——[I have a ring and want to register it as a price. ] Just near the company, there is a well-off jewelry store willing to provide services. Fu Zai reported his name and made an appointment. She borrowed an umbrella and came to the door with a ring. The jewelry store had just opened, the salesperson beckoned her in, and the manager came out and looked at her veiledly.

The clothes are very simple, but a pair of splashed shoes are famous Italian brands, and Fuzai is still wearing the shoes given by Yuemei. He immediately and courteously invited her into his office. Fu Zai didn't say much, took out the ring and put it in front of him. The manager hummed lightly. He said: [Such outstanding gemstones do need to be registered. ] Fu Zai remembered it clearly. Yuemei once said bitterly: [All jewelry has been registered. Once someone resells it, the computer records of any jewelry store will be displayed immediately, and it is difficult to sell it. You said that this person is too scheming. ]

One thing for two purposes Fu is silent. The manager appraises the stones in detail, documenting each feature. He suddenly raised his head, [Miss Wang, this ruby ​​has already been recorded. ] Fu sank in his heart. She sighed, she heard the answer she least wanted to hear. [Please see, it was purchased and registered at the Box Jewelry Store in San Francisco ten years ago. The owner of the gem is Meng Meizhi, and the payer is Zhou Ziwen. I will print a copy of the record for you. ] Fu opened his mouth wide. He gave Meng Meizhi's ring to Wang Fuzai as a gift. [Miss Wang, I'm sorry, gems can only be registered once. ]

Fu Zai came to his senses, [It's okay, I'm willing to pay the fee. ] She walks out of the jewelry store. It was still raining, and when I returned to the office, my body was covered with water stains. The secretary asked in surprise: [Where did you go?Mr. Zhou is waiting for you. ] Fu hurriedly went to find out the documents for that day's meeting and send them over for him. The energy of the whole day has been exhausted, and she is lying on the cold desk without moving. Then, she poured a cup of coffee and stood by the window to watch the rain. The secretary came in and saw it and said: [Fuzai, you should be happy these days, why worry more? ]

Fu Zai suddenly remembered, "Did Mr. Zhou go to the cemetery?" ] The secretary faltered and replied in a low voice: [That one was cremated. ] Fuzai's voice was thinner, [I didn't go either. ] [If the past was really that unpleasant, it's better to forget it. ] Fuzai asked again: "What about now?" ] How can someone answer such a nonsensical sentence, but the secretary seemed to understand, and she said skillfully: [It depends on what you want. question. ] Her tone became more and more emotional, [I have to make some sacrifices, don't you think so. ] Fuzai didn't answer.

The secretary is out. At noon, when the rain stopped and the sky cleared, Zhou Ziwen came to look for Fuzai. [you are here. ] Fuzai looked at him in a dark way. Zhou Ziwen had nothing to say to her, and he was very tolerant to Yuemei. He never said a bad word about his ex-wife from the beginning to the end. Fuzai had never heard Zhou Ziwen complain that [my My wife doesn't understand me], now he never mentions Li Yuemei at all. He held her hand, saw her ten fingers clearly, but couldn't see the ring, and sighed. Fu Zai returned the small box to him, [Such dazzling gems are not suitable for me. ] He will make a mistake, [So, you like other colors? ] Fuzai replied: [I have not studied any of these. ] She didn't want to say more. [let's eat together. ] [Stomach is a little uncomfortable. ] [Then, I'll ask someone to buy a box of sushi. ] Such meticulous care made Fu Zai breathe a sigh of relief. She gently asked: [Did you dream of Yuemei? ] He was startled, and replied cautiously: [No, what about you? ] [I do not have either. ] Fu is sighing. The office fell silent. Fuzai said again: "I didn't dream about Shaonan either. ] resign Zhou Ziwen didn't make a sound, he always showed his emotions and anger, it's hard to guess what's on his mind based on his expression. Fu Zai continued softly: [I look at myself differently, so indifferent, I can only feel relieved and relaxed. ] Zhou Ziwen said appropriately: [It's no wonder you. ] [Only you will forgive me. ] Zhou Ziwen went on: [I hope we both understand each other. ] [The two of us have too much past. ] Zhou Ziwen then said: [Who is a child? Life experience teaches us how to get along with others. ] Chatting with him is always so comfortable. [Ziwen, do you have something to say? ] At this moment, someone asked him to answer the phone, and he went out. After a while he came in, [the blackout in the eastern part of the United States, the frozen meat factory was the first to suffer, I immediately went to have a look. ] Fuzai only had time to answer. Zhou Ziwen didn't seize the opportunity to tell Fuzai about the past, he chose not to mention a word. He rushed to the airport with his assistant. The secretary said: [You should follow and take care of him. ] She is more and more relying on the old to sell the old. Fu Zai ignored her and wrote a letter of resignation in the absence. ——[For personal reasons, I, Wang Fu, am resigning from my post...] Fu Zai asked the personnel department: [How many days notice is required for resignation? ] [Who is going to resign? ] The staff was surprised. Fu Zai said: [For example, is it me? ] The staff laughed, [Miss Wang's name is not on the staff list. ] [what? ] [Miss Wang is Mr. Zhou's personal assistant, and his salary is paid by Mr. Zhou himself. ] His company, his rules, whatever he likes. Fu Zai asked: [What about my sick leave, allowance, and benefits? ] [Miss Wang asks Mr. Zhou if he is okay. ] Fuzai still wanted to talk, and thought to himself, what does this have to do with a colleague, really, it's better to ask Zhou Ziwen clearly. She said: [To bother you. ] Zhou Ziwen didn't regard her as a regular employee, he was confident that soon Wang Fuzai would become Zhou's wife and pay him forever. They knew her every move like the back of their hands, at most one, two, three, extremely simple. Shao Nan thinks that way, Liu Shaobo is not much better, Zhou Ziwen is more deep, and he is under his control without realizing it.