55. Scum

Wen Hua's first experience as a follower was not a good one. The passion brought by the word "Dad" only burned until dawn. After arriving in Guangzhou, the three-day and two-night trip was a bit dull.

Blaming the hot weather, they had sex in hotels, hot springs, and by the swimming pool. They were so hot that they jumped up and down. Every time they were dehydrated to the point of dry mouth and depressed.

She even started watching TV.

"Is it boring?" Lin Zhengze asked her while pulling her hair.

"The battle line of Xiaobie has been too long," Wen Hua subconsciously said the truth. She felt uncomfortable for a moment after saying it. When she turned around to look at him, he was smiling.

"Honest communication will not do any harm, but making compromises will affect the relationship," he explained.

"Speaking of honesty, I think, if you are free during the National Day, can you go back with me to meet my grandfather?" Wenhua had been thinking about this and brought it up.

"Of course. In what capacity?"

"My current boyfriend, the one I'm dating with the intention of getting married," Wen Hua said seriously. He nodded in understanding without much surprise, knowing in his heart that this was not her view of this relationship.

They went back for five days during the National Day holiday and stayed in a hotel for five days.

Wen's mother wanted to call all the relatives to meet her, but was blocked by Wen Hua's words "How are you going to explain it if we break up one day?". Lin Zhengze stayed at home for a few days and listened to his nagging. The grandfather, who was over 80 years old, kept talking about how he raised Wen Hua with great difficulty. His eyes were red every time he finished speaking. Wen Hua had heard it so many times that she was immune to it and had not cried in the past two years, but this time she wanted to cry.

Well, my grandfather gave all my treasures to the psychologist. This time I go home, I hope my illness will be cured soon.

Lin Zhengze knew his limits very well. He didn't say a word of unnecessary comfort and didn't speak on the plane back. When they got off the plane and were waiting for their luggage, Wen Hua looked at the turntable and said calmly, "Lin Zhengze, I'm going back to stay for a few days."

"Okay, do you want to call a taxi yourself?"

"Um"

"Let me know when you get home safely."

After the holiday, Wen Hua received a call to start work and reported as scheduled. As soon as she entered the door, she was taken to a meeting to participate in a new project, a brand marketing plan for a rental APP. The client was very dissatisfied with the poster copy. Wen Hua was given the task at the critical moment and started writing the copy without even installing the computer.

It is said that writers need to be able to empathize and understand consumers' mindsets to open their wallets, but this can also be done with imagination.

Whether you rent a house or buy one, there is no special feeling in smelling flowers. Home is not necessarily home, and a rental house is not necessarily a bad thing. You come and go with four walls, and if they collapse, you will not feel safe.

I spent the whole morning writing a full page of slogans. Wenhua made two copies and prepared to have someone look at them. There was a charming beauty sitting in the smoking area. I had seen her in the meeting just now. She seemed to be an artist.

"Hello, smell the flowers"

"Zheng Le"

The deep voice and Adam's apple suddenly became obvious. What a beautiful transvestite. "Damn, you are so beautiful!" Wen Hua exclaimed.

Zheng Le handed her the lighter and smiled as a gesture of friendship.

"Can you help me? Take a look at these sentences and cross out the ones that don't work based on your feelings. Just cross them out randomly." Before Wen Hua finished speaking, the other party had finished crossing out.

Wen Hua gave a thumbs up, and the two added each other on WeChat and chatted for a while, then Wen Hua went back to report.

By the time she finished tidying up her workstation, Zheng Le had already sent out the latest design drawings in the work group. The text was quite pretentious and the design was beautiful, but when she saw the brand slogan at the top written by the client's father himself, "Let there be no difficult houses to rent in the world", Wen Hua felt that it was not worth the effort.

The latest copywriting still received a disappointing response. The client insisted on coming in person to explain the brand concept and strongly invited the copywriter to attend the meeting.

The meeting lasted until ten o'clock in the evening. They drove from the company to the restaurant, and from the restaurant to the garage. After seeing off the client, everyone had the same expression. Those who had cars drove away, and those who didn't called for a taxi. They lowered their heads and no one wanted to say a word. Wen Hua turned her head and saw a familiar car. She was excited, but when she took a closer look, she found that the license plate number was wrong.

It doesn’t matter where you live, but it’s nice to have a hug at home at this time.

Wenhua took a taxi all the way back to Lin Zhengze's place. As she went upstairs, she kept repeating to herself, "Wenhua, you scumbag" with every step she took.

Zha Zha entered the house and saw Mei Nan lying in the bedroom reading a book. Seeing that she looked normal, as if she had left the house in the morning, Wen Hua took a quick shower and lay down in the bed, hugging his waist and reading with him.

"Wait a minute, I haven't finished reading yet," he was about to turn the page but was stopped by Wen Hua.

"You're reading this without knowing the whole story," he chuckled, and Wen Hua's head moved along with his chest.

"You don't understand, this is a very fashionable way of reading."

"How is the new company?" Lin Zhengze put down his book and lay down and asked her.

"That's right. Compared to the previous place where there were only gay and lesbian people, there are more choices here." Wen Hua climbed on him again. Lin Zhengze was about to hold her and do something, but she had fallen asleep.