Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Spare tire.

Eight o'clock in the evening.

The "Cloud Design Night" dinner hosted by Fuya Holdings officially kicked off at the Hengji Hotel.

The evening attracted many cutting-edge brands and industry celebrities. Fuya Group also announced on the spot that it would reach an in-depth strategic cooperation with Xiti Design Media and sponsor the "Minglin Mountain · Jiuchongdian" themed architecture and interior creative design competition.

At the edge of the dense crowd, Su Tu's gaze was fixed on the stage, with a focused look as if he was seriously gaining knowledge.

Only if you look closely can you see that he was actually a little distracted.

She was not used to such occasions where celebrities would socialize. In the past, when she was still an unknown worker, she would have rejected such an opportunity at all costs.

But now I am a small boss after all, and I am under the business pressure of the entire studio. It is of course a great honor to be able to participate.

She maintained a proper smile and nodded to all her colleagues whose gazes accidentally met hers. When the highlight came to an end, she followed the crowd and raised her mobile phone to record this important historic moment.

Afterwards, he moved his stiff neck, breathed in and out slightly, picked a few photos from the album, and after barely completing the nine-square grid, he was about to click publish when his fingertips paused again.

Click on the "Don't show to anyone" function option and scroll down to find a friend.

Two seconds later.

Confirm blocking.

She didn't know when it started, but she also had to live a daily life that required her to carefully decorate her circle of friends, but in front of some people who couldn't pretend at all, she chose to keep to herself.

In order to avoid being caught again, I didn’t make good use of the time to draw and still had energy running around.

After completing the side quest, Su Tu's gaze swept over the crowd again, and soon he saw the main target at the opposite corner of the banquet hall. He was still a little hesitant and calculating in his mind, wondering how to start the topic without seeming out of place.

An unfriendly voice sounded behind him: "How did you get in?"

Su Tu turned around and saw Fang Qin.

A follower of her schoolmate, former colleague, and ex-boyfriend.

The relationship was so complicated that it was hard to just brush it off. All he could do was smile and say, "It's an invitation from a client."

"client?"

Fang Qin sneered: "Your small workshop still has customers of this level?"

Su Tu was not easily provoked: "Yes."

“…”

Fang Qin's fist hit the cotton, and she clenched her teeth. She followed her gaze to the other end of the banquet hall, but quickly turned back in surprise: "Come to see Mr. Wu? To expand business?"

Su Tu pondered.

Obviously, he didn't want to continue this topic.

Seeing this, Fang Qin gave him a look that said, "You're probably out of your mind!" "Are you crazy because you're broke, or have you done so many small renovations that you can't remember how much effort it takes to come up with this kind of plan?"

Jinli Real Estate recently has an A-standard project, which includes a 2,600-square-meter sales office and two large flats of more than 300 square meters. The design parties are still in the bidding process.

Even the top companies are scrambling to get into this kind of project that is both profitable and can produce good works, and there are many "people with connections" among them. To put it bluntly, if you don't have some fame and connections, no matter how strong your design skills are, who would really dare to bet billions of dollars on it?

Su Tu had just set up his own small workshop, and it was not yet known whether it was successfully established.

You actually want a piece of the pie?!

Granted, it’s nice to have the opportunity to bid.

But if you are destined to be a runner-up, and you insist on working all night long for half a month, and finally run out of energy and delay your important work, can it still be considered a wise move?

As he was speaking, there was already another person in front of Mr. Wu. It was Zhuo Xuefeng, the director of Guanyu Design Department and Su Tu's former direct superior.

I don't know what the two of them were talking about, but they seemed to be having a great time, making it difficult for outsiders to join in.

In the middle of the conversation, Zhuo Xuefeng seemed to glance at this end inadvertently, his eyes were sticky, with obvious contempt and sarcasm.

Fang Qin felt a chill run down her spine, and couldn't help but taunt him again, "Don't even think about it!"

"There's no need to even mention how suspicious your efforts are of wasted effort. Just the fact that you suddenly resigned has already tipped him over the edge. How could he allow his clients to be poached by you?"

Su Tu was calm. Thinking that he would not have the chance to meet Mr. Wu tonight, he felt a strange sense of relief.

Like an unqualified salesperson, you call a customer anyway, but at the end of the beep, you are suddenly surprised to hear "No one is answering the call yet". It is hard not to feel relieved.

Although this may result in lost orders.

But on the bright side, maybe this deal was never going to happen?

Fang Qin waited for a long time but heard nothing further: "Why aren't you talking?"

Su Tu sighed helplessly: "Because you have said everything you want to say."

“…”

Fang Qin choked again.

She is always like this. She looks soft and harmless, and anyone can bully her. But in fact, she is a person who is easy to defend but difficult to attack. She always has the ability to choke people to death with just one word, and no one can get the upper hand over her.

Like a proud thorny rose.

No wonder Cheng Huai only had her in his heart for so many years.

Fang Qin frowned, but couldn't help asking, "Do you already know?"

Su Tu blinked: "What?"

Fang Qin had a complicated expression: "He's going back to his country."

His gaze had uncontrollably slid to her left wrist, to the string of sapphire beads that didn't match her outfit at all.

Who else could it be if not Cheng Huai?

“…”

Su Tu's expression was always calm, but he was still stunned for a moment after hearing this, and the corners of his lips tightened slightly: "Now I know."

Seeing that she still had feelings for him, Fang Qin couldn't help but feel unwilling: "Su Tu, let me tell you, if you're dumped once, there will be a second time! You'd better not have any more fantasies about him!"

Su Tu said "hmm" indifferently.

I don't know if he was avoiding it intentionally, but he turned and walked towards the bar counter in the corner, studying the colorful liquids out of boredom, and picked out a batch for use.

She frowned, took a shaker from the table, and added gin, Campari, lime juice and other ingredients in turn, then covered the cup, started shaking, and after a while poured the wine into the container.

A simple cocktail is formed.

His expression was calm, his movements were leisurely, and the aquamarine on his wrist shone with a romantic light, but it was like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath, piercing Fang Qin's competitive eyes again and again.

She felt a sharp pain in her eyes and was a little annoyed by the indifference, so she treated her as a waiter, reached out to grab the wine glass, and drank most of it.

The next second, his face suddenly turned red from choking: "Cough - cough cough cough -"

"Su Tu! What are you tuning?!"

"?"

Su Tu was also stunned when he saw this, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and he said unsurely: "Love the wrong person."

After answering, he seemed to want to resolve the mystery, mixed another cup in the same way, and then took a sip himself.

Soon the root of his tongue felt numb and his expression became dull.

ah…

It turned out to be a wrong adjustment.

Fang Qin was furious: "If you don't know how to adjust it, why do you act like a veteran?"

"Are you deliberately harming someone?!"

"Is there?"

Su Tu did not accept this evaluation. He raised his glass and took another sip. He walked out without changing his expression: "That's the taste."

Fang Qin wanted to argue: "You——"

The voice suddenly stopped, and the eyes were fixed on the back of Su Tu, following whose footsteps he was moving in a daze.

?

The bustling banquet hall suddenly became silent, and the temperature dropped by several degrees. When Su Tu looked back in confusion, a tall figure happened to pass by.

A gentle breeze blew silently, causing her body to sway slightly.

How could he come!

Su Tu looked hesitant. Seeing him a few steps away, he pulled out a chair and sat down.

My heart started beating faster for no reason.

Anyone who paid a little attention could spot her position with their peripheral vision, which made her instinctively feel a fear as if she had encountered a dangerous animal. Her hair stood on end and she subconsciously wanted to escape.

For fear of alerting the enemy, they did not dare to act rashly.

After a brief moment of silence, everyone was surprised to varying degrees, and approached him with either excitement or trepidation, all simply wanting to make themselves familiar to him.

But they all stopped at a social distance and did not dare to be rude.

Until the wealthy and elegant Mr. Han showed up, jokingly took the attention, and pretended to beg for mercy: "Everyone, please do as you please. I'll be shy if you keep staring at me like this."

The crowd just began to disperse a little.

Su Tu then remembered that he seemed to be the spokesperson for Fuya Sanitary Ware. The shower advertisement a few years ago made Tao Qingqing bleed from the nose twice in a row.

The person who created the chaos was standing in the middle of the crowd, oblivious to the surroundings, swiping his phone with an expressionless face.

"What a mess!"

Han Yi sat down and started complaining, "I don't understand you either. Didn't you already have someone set it up? Why not just meet up alone later? Why did you have to come all the way here to join in the fun?"

"Why, you haven't caught up in all these years, but if you come a little earlier, you can do it?"

What he didn't know was that the two had already met alone this afternoon, and after that, there seemed to be some chain reaction-like accidents.

Shi Shu finished scrolling through his Moments, confirmed there were no new updates, then lifted his eyelids and tapped on the table: "Mobile."

Han Yi was full of resistance: "...You checked on the wrong person, didn't you? Why do you need my phone?!"

But he still handed over the stolen goods in a very embarrassing way.

Shi Shu took it, entered the mobile phone number directly in the search bar, found a friend with the profile picture of "Rainy Wilderness", and clicked on the circle of friends.

really.

“It turns out I was right!”

Han Yi stretched his head and laughed fearlessly: "It's just that the love path of some people seems to be long and difficult~~"

Shi Shu didn't react much. He just tilted his head slightly when returning the phone, and the figure in his peripheral vision suddenly became tense.

He looked like a guilty thief.

Han Yi was afraid that if he delayed for even a second longer, some obscene message would pop up, so he quickly took the phone back and asked, "By the way, how long do you plan to take this break?"

Shi Shu said solemnly: "Two months."

Han Yi was stunned: "So long?"

Athletes have a period of rest after a major competition, and the length of this period varies depending on each individual's situation.

Although Shi Shu always obeys the instructions, he is obviously not a person who can rest easy. As long as it is within a reasonable range and there is training, he will never be idle.

But actually think about it.

You are already so old. If you don’t take some time to fall in love, do you really have to wait until you retire before you can start to experience the ups and downs of love?

Han Yi's phone rang again.

The queen at home made several remarks that were enough to humiliate him, and unilaterally informed him that he didn't need to come back tonight!

Han Yi was filled with sorrow, and then he looked up in despair, trying to find sympathy: "Do you have any other plans for the next two months?"

Shi Shu: “No.”

Han Yi nodded, a look of relief on his face: "You've finally come to your senses. You now know that serving our ancestors requires 24/7 availability."

Shi Shu: “…”

Han Yi sighed, looking tired as someone who had been through it all, and sincerely hoped that he could jump into the bitter sea of ​​love as soon as possible to level the family status between the brothers.

So he also reminded: "I'm not trying to discourage you. Although two months may seem like a long time to you, it may not be the same for others."

"She was the campus belle of University A after all. Back then, she was unrivaled in the entire university town and was notoriously hard to pursue. Having both talent and beauty was a given. Most importantly, she had an ex-boyfriend who was incredibly loyal to her. They've been apart for so many years, and no one has managed to replace her. I heard she's going back to China soon."

"Since you've decided to pursue her, you'd better hurry up. Don't wait for two months without any progress. If you return from vacation and haven't seen her for a few months, your ex-boyfriend will come back and happily reunite. Then, wouldn't you be a huge spare tire?"

Shi Shu was silent for a long time.

I don't know if he listened to it or not, but his expression was as unfriendly as ever: "Nosy."

…

Su Tu watched silently for a while, until his mind tipped towards "not being exposed." Then he slowly turned his head and carefully withdrew with his wine glass in hand. The mystery of the call logs remained unsolved, and the design plan remained unchanged.

She didn't want to go to the execution ground so soon.

As if escaping from a tiger's mouth, she quickened her pace and left. Her heartbeat became heavy, and she subconsciously raised her hand to take a sip of wine.

My original intention was to calm myself down, but I was caught off guard and shivered from the pain.

Her face wrinkled and she couldn't help but look back.

After making sure that he was away from the hustle and bustle and there was no possibility of anyone noticing him, he went back to the bar like a thief and added some random ingredients into the glass in defiance.

A few minutes later.

Finally, I made a cup that tasted like nothing.

The taste is hard to describe.

But at least it’s not so sour anymore.

She took a deep breath, found a seat nearby, took a picture of her wine glass, and then clicked into her real circle of friends.

Weibo account: Su Tutu’s Graffiti Museum.

Add a picture and complain in a compromising tone:

Failed again...

There must be something wrong with today's base wine!

After she convinced herself in this way, she finally felt a little better.

He drank it in a few gulps like swallowing medicine, then put down the glass and stood up, wanting to leave while there were few people outside.

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It is difficult to tell the alcohol content when mixing various liquids.

Su Tu's cheeks were flushed. He stood at the door and enjoyed the breeze for a while. Only when he was sure that he was sober and would not be kidnapped by the aftereffects did he take out his cell phone and plan to call a designated driver.

Suddenly, a voice called out to me on the wind: "Teacher Su."

Clear and slow, as cool as the night.

A precise hit on the back.

Su Tu shuddered: "..."

He was as stiff as a rabbit that was fleeing and suddenly had its tail caught, not daring to move.

The footsteps came from far away.

Finally stopped beside me.

Shi Shu lowered his eyes, his dark gazes piercing her frightened gazes: "I'll take you there."

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