Chapter 37
Mu Yunting listened to himself speaking on the phone after washing his face: "How do you feel now?"
The screen shook as Su Qiong pointed the camera at Mu Yunting. A handsome, three-dimensional face appeared on the phone. He was wearing a well-fitting suit, and his features looked younger than they do now.
Su Qiong: "Who is this? Who is this?"
The picture shook and rapidly approached Mu Yunting's face.
"Who is it? It's the evil Party A!!!"
Mu Yunting, who looked three or four years older, was holding a mobile phone. He vaguely remembered that at this time, Su Qiong seemed to grab his collar and put his mobile phone against his face.
Su Qiong leaned in closer and squinted, trying to clear her vision. She took a closer look and couldn't help but say, "Huh? So handsome... How come he looks so much like my boss?" She steadied her hand holding the phone, and Mu Yunting's full face reappeared on the screen. As if realizing it was her boss, Su Qiong sobered up a little, let go of Mu Yunting, and stood firmly in front of him.
Mu Yunting didn't know why she was so startled, but for a drunk person, anything he did was reasonable. "Let's go, take a walk, sober up." He gently touched Su Qiong's elbow with his fingers, so that if Su Qiong fell, Mu Yunting could quickly pull her up.
The two of them walked towards the park. Mu Yunting asked Su Qiong for her phone, but she refused: "It's my phone!"
Su Qiong walked slowly, clutching her phone with a glowing screen, making the distant scenery seem even darker. The wind rustled across her face, and her hair brushed against her eyes, bringing a slight tickle. She sniffed and said nothing more.
Mu Yunting sensed that Su Qiong was no longer as quiet as she had been before, and noticed the sobbing. He turned to look at her, seeing her red eyes and tears reflecting on her cheeks. Mu Yunting paused in his heart: "Why are you crying?"
As soon as the words fell, Su Qiong burst into tears. Tears blurred her already blurred vision, and she subconsciously grabbed the hem of Mu Yunting's clothes.
"I'm so useless, wuwuwu... I'm not good at studying, and I'm not good at work, wuwuwu..." Su Qiong drank too much, her head a mess, and her negative emotions exploded. It started with accidentally breaking a wine glass at the banquet, and then spread to her newbie status after joining the company, her failed postgraduate entrance exams, and her job search experiences...
"I don't know anything, and there are so many things to do on this project... There's so much to learn!"
Mu Yunting found it quite amusing to listen to Su Qiong crying and cursing all the way. At the company, Su Qiong was known for her vigorous and proactive work style. He had even assumed she enjoyed her job.
The two finally found a place to sit in the park. Mu Yunting breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was late enough and the park was remote enough. Otherwise, Su Qiong would not only embarrass herself in front of everyone, but would also disturb people walking nearby.
"Going to work is painful, isn't it?"
Mu Yunting: "It's okay." He certainly didn't think going to work would be excruciating, but it was unreasonable to talk to a drunk person.
They sat on a round stone bench under a large tree. Mu Yunting, slightly tipsy from the alcohol, looked at Su Qiong calmly, his mind clearing, enjoying the moment of rest. He was supposed to be working overtime at the company, and Mu Yunting had planned to go to the company with Su Qiong after the banquet to review the work and then let her go back to rest. He hadn't expected Su Qiong to pass out drunk.
But then again, Su Qiong seemed to have only graduated from college a year ago. It was normal for her to not be able to drink, let alone strong liquor. Mu Yunting didn't think that breaking a wine glass at the banquet would erase Su Qiong's other excellent qualities. On the contrary, he was very satisfied with Su Qiong's performance today.
At the banquet, they were in the middle of a lively conversation when Su Qiong stopped mid-sentence and strode past them like lightning. Mu Yunting only heard the lingering sound of Su Qiong's unfinished words before he came to his senses and saw a woman, clearly exhausted, in Su Qiong's arms. He heard Su Qiong whisper, "Ma'am, are you okay?"
A middle-aged woman, suffering from hypoglycemia and weakness, asked Su Qiong to help her to the rest area. As she passed the rest area, Su Qiong wasn't paying attention and bumped into the corner of a table. A wine glass shattered, though fortunately, it was empty.
Su Qiong is very dashing today. After Mu Yunting finished his recollection, he turned to look at Su Qiong.
Su Qiong's face was red, and her glasses reflected the moving lights of the night scene, as if there were tears in her eyes.
Mu Yunting wanted his phone back. This time, Su Qiong was surprisingly easy to talk to. She loosened her grip on the phone and continued, "What do you think?"
Mu Yunting didn't listen carefully, so he had no idea what she felt or didn't feel, so he just said perfunctorily: "I think so too." He took the phone and found that Su Qiong had turned on the camera while tapping on it.
The screen shook, and his young face flashed in the dim light, and then the video ended.
Mu Yunting didn't click it a second time. He was in a daze, letting the phone go off.
That's right, this video was created after Su Qiong's first appearance as Mu Da's CEO's partner at a banquet. It was a video she accidentally filmed while drunk. At the time, Mu Yunting was busy dealing with Su Qiong, who was like a repeater, and hurriedly ordered sobering soup. He didn't have time to delete it and later forgot about it.
Su Qiong was drunk for the first time. After she woke up the next day, she realized that she had lost her memory and had no recollection of the video she had filmed. She even asked Mu Yunting anxiously the next day, "Did I make a fool of myself yesterday?"
Much later, Mu Yunting was reminded of this incident when he saw this video while flipping through his photo album. He clicked on it and watched it again, finding it quite interesting, so he didn't delete it. Su Qiong was improving so rapidly. Occasionally, Mu Yunting would watch Assistant Su handle matters efficiently and feel her rigorous and serious work attitude, and he couldn't help but think of this video and click on it to watch it again.
I didn't listen carefully to Su Qiong's drunken words at the time, but I didn't expect that when I watched the video over and over again later, I took it to heart.
But as time passed, Su Qiong's initial appearance, like that drunken moment, was gradually obscured by new memories left by the passing years. Mu Yunting thought less and less about Su Qiong's first days, the occasional mistakes she made, her uninformed, rookie look. He also found it strange that he kept watching her videos with such relish, not deleting them, and so he deliberately forgot about them. Over time, he truly forgot about them. Later, when he changed phones, he couldn't bear to throw them away, so he just put them in his usual apartment, remembering only that they were in a closet somewhere.
"Knock knock - knock knock." There was a knock on the door.
Mu Yunting came back to his senses, sat up straight, put his phone in the drawer and closed it. "Come in."
Su Qiong poked her head in, a few strands of hair falling from her loosely tied bun. Feeling a strand of hair falling around her eyes, she felt uncomfortable. She leaned in halfway and stood up straight. "It's time to eat, are you done with work today? Did you see the message I just sent you?" She sat at the dining table for a while, playing with her phone, but didn't receive any messages from Mu Yunting, so she had to come over and knock on the door. If she didn't come out to eat, the food would get cold.
Mu Yunting then noticed the time and said, "Sorry, I wasn't checking my phone just now. I'm done with my work, so let's eat now."
Su Qiong, standing before him, was wearing a loose T-shirt and a Pikachu apron wrapped around her chest, standing casually by the door. Mu Yunting pictured Su Qiong in detail. Drunk Su Qiong, working Su Qiong, even the Su Qiong now isolated with him... He suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling, a feeling he couldn't put into words.
Suppressing the confusion in his heart, Mu Yunting followed Su Qiong back to the restaurant. The dishes and chopsticks made a soft clinking sound as they continued their intermittent conversation.
Su Qiong: "By the way, Tang Yixi called me just this afternoon and said that a Mr. Mu donated supplies and funds to their hospital. Is it you?" She was very curious. Tang Yixi suddenly called excitedly: "Boss Mu, that's great!" She only then realized that Mu Yunting had donated supplies and funds in his personal name, and it was quite a lot.
He even donated ten boxes of sanitary napkins to the hospital where Tang Yixi worked! Su Qiong hadn't expected this donation to be made in Mu Yunting's personal name. If it had been from the company, she would have believed it. After all, the people who handled these things at the company would have thought of it.
Mu Yunting nodded: "It's the right thing to do at this time, to help each other. In addition, the company has also made donations to other places. Because the amount is large, it can't be done in a personal name, which is also good for the company's image." It was because of Su Qiong that he really understood the specific situation on the front line of the fight against the epidemic. Otherwise, Mu Yunting would only donate money directly. After all, the supplies still need to be circulated, which is quite troublesome.
As for why Wuhan No. 1 Hospital was the only one to receive donations in his personal name, he didn't know how to explain it and simply avoided talking about it.
Su Qiong thought of Tang Yixi's happy face when he called her, and she felt grateful. She wanted to thank him but didn't know what to say. Finally, she managed to say, "That's great."
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