I want to see you again

I drove the three of them back to their residence first, and the men talked about how difficult it was to get a quota to buy a car along the way.

In the era of quota production of automobiles, Shanghai was the only production base for ordinary cars in the country. Its production and distribution were strictly planned and controlled, and ordinary consumers could not buy Shanghai-brand cars through market channels.

It’s not that cars are hard to buy, it’s that quotas are hard to get.

It's like there's pork right in front of you, but you don't have a meat ticket and you can't buy it even if you have money.

The car quota of Sanhua Pharmaceutical Factory was in the hands of Lu Qinglan, and as the main official vehicle, the municipal government had a quota.

To be able to drive a car at that time, one needed not only money but also power.

After sending them to their destination, Zhang Qingjie did not leave. He leaned over the car window and asked, "Where do you live? Is it far away?"

"Shanghai Hotel, not too far." Shen Rou replied tenderly.

"Okay, let's go back! Huaiyue, drive slowly and take care of yourselves. We'll see you in Yunnan at the end of the year." Zhang Qingjie took two steps back and waved to them together with Wang Li and Xie Yunli.

"Roujiao, goodbye, Brother Huaiyue." Wang Li kept repeating in the rearview mirror. After wandering around, seeing them was like seeing her relatives.

"Goodbye!" Shen Rou poked her head out of the window and waved her hands continuously, "See you in Yunnan!"

As the car disappeared around the corner, Xie Yunli put his hand on Zhang Qingjie's shoulder and said with a frown, "That piece of ice can't be warmed up by ordinary people. I don't think they can survive."

Zhang Qingjie sneered twice, "He is only ice in front of us, but in front of the young boss, he is like fire, scorching hot. Otherwise, my brother would not be so decisive."

"No way! The soldiers like her too." Xie Yunli widened his eyes in shock, with a complicated expression of confusion and a little disbelief.

To be honest, he didn't think Shen Roujiao could be such a good girl that both Zhou Huaiyue and Zhang Qingjun, two people with completely different personalities, liked her.

But when it comes to love, other people's opinions are irrelevant. Only the people involved understand what is going on.

"My brother never cried even though he had such a big cut on his back. I heard from my dad that when the two of them were together, his eyes turned red and his teeth were almost broken, but in the end he just couldn't hold it back." Zhang Qingjie himself felt sad for his brother.

Why are some people so lucky that the person they like also happens to like them; why is it not the same for his brother? Why can't all the likes be fulfilled as desired?

"Soldier, you have a great life now, with a promising future. If you can marry the girl from the Qin family, it will be a great honor for your Zhang family."

Zhang Qingjie gave Xie Yunli an elbow and said, "How about you also marry someone who smokes a lot?"

"I like the kind of woman who is tormented to death, heartbroken, loves and hates, and is loyal to death."

Xie Yunli casually pushed her hair back, turned around and said to Wang Li, "After Junzi gets married, it's your turn. Qingjie has worked so hard to pursue her, and he will finally get his reward after all the hard work."

Wang Li crossed her arms over her chest, tilted her head and smiled: "That depends on his performance."

"Oh my god, I didn't behave well. It's so unfair." Zhang Qingjie walked over and picked up Wang Li and held her high. "Lili, I'm willing to wait for you."

With the loving smile of the beauty, the dog is finally welcoming his spring.

......

Inside the carriage, Shen Roujiao stared out the window in a daze, not saying a word for a long while. She was so quiet that it was unlike her.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhou Huaiyue glanced at her.

"Huai Yue," Shen Roujiao looked at his profile. She originally wanted to advise him not to be so direct in the future, and to just ignore the people and things he didn't like. But when she looked at Zhou Huai Yue's serious expression, Shen Roujiao suddenly didn't want to say anything anymore.

Worldly success gives freedom.

Isn't it that people work so hard to improve themselves and get so close to worldly success just to gain the freedom to say whatever they want and live however they want?

Zhou Huaiyue is not bound by the rules. He lives his own life and he should not change himself because of other people's unhappiness.

After waiting for a long time without any follow-up, he asked again: "What?"

Shen Roujiao smiled at him foolishly, "Nothing. Huaiyue, you are the same as you were before, we don't need to change. In this life, you can live the way you want, we won't change."

The car braked and slowly stopped at the side of the road. Zhou Huaiyue's expression suddenly changed. "Is it because of Xie Yunli? Why are you talking about this suddenly?"

!

Zhou Huaiyue, who hadn't been angry for a long time, was angry.

The two were having a good date, but it was ruined by Zhang Qingjie, who also killed Xie Yunli. When Shen Roujiao listened to him talking, her eyes were full of admiration, and he didn't even look at her. Not only was she furious, but she was also saying something with a ulterior motive, such as whether to change or not, because he had criticized Xie Yunli and said that their story would be good if made into a movie.

Why does he need others to say it's beautiful? They don't need anyone to know their affairs. He loves her, and it's his own business, and he doesn't want to share it with anyone.

Shen Roujiao sensed his emotions and gently stroked Zhou Huaiyue's face. She looked at him lovingly and whispered softly, "It's not because of anyone. Huaiyue, you are very good now. Everything about you is good. I like you everywhere. I don't care what others think. You are the best in my eyes."

A few sweet words made his mood improve like a roller coaster.

"Anything else?" Zhou Huaiyue asked with a smile.

"?" She looked puzzled.

"Nothing else you want to say?" He frowned and looked at her expectantly.

"Ah? No." Her brain froze and she was confused by the question.

"Okay." It was just a word that floated lightly, but it felt like a huge rock hitting my heart.

Zhou Huaiyue restarted the car and on the way back, no matter how much Shen Roujiao coaxed him, he didn't say a word.

Two days before the National Day holiday, they visited the two people named first on the letter and had a good chat. The directors asked very detailed questions about both Sanhua Pharmaceutical Factory and Sanhua Weitai, including the efficacy and functions. However, there was a layer of relationship between them, so there was no substantial progress.

This is how business is done in the South: favors only work if the product is good.

If they can strike up a conversation with you and are willing to talk to you, then there is a chance for you to talk. If you are sure that the thing is good, you can talk about it next time. If after checking out the thing, they find that it is not that good, there will be no next time.

Therefore, they were particularly confident in Sanhua Weitai and were not in a hurry. They left all the necessary information and samples, expressed their gratitude politely, and then left.

Zhou Huaiyue has been acting strangely these past two days. His lukewarm attitude made Shen Roujiao, who wanted to talk about Zhang Qingjun's marriage several times, shut up.

That night after returning from the Western restaurant, Shen Roujiao thought for a long time. Since Zhang Qingjun chose to be a stranger, she had said everything she could and should say. So it didn't matter whether Zhou Huaiyue knew it or not. They would never meet again anyway, so why add to his troubles? What's more, Zhou Huaiyue was still angry because she spoke up for Xie Yunli.

If many things are not said at the first time, it will be very difficult to speak up again. You have to explain the matter and why you didn’t say it earlier.

In the end, Shen Roujiao decided not to mention it.

On the National Day, after breakfast, Zhou Huaiyue went to a nearby cinema to buy tickets for a movie in the evening.

Shen Roujiao returned to her room and was told by the front desk to go downstairs to answer a phone call from Beijing.

Thinking it was Huaiyue's parents, she didn't waste a minute and rushed downstairs. But the moment she picked up the phone, she heard Zhang Qingjun's voice, "Roujiao, it's me."

?

How could it be him?

Shouldn't they be strangers?

Shen Roujiao did not reply to the phone. A gentle voice came from the other end, "Roujiao, it's my fault. I'm sorry."

"You shouldn't have called." She responded coldly, without a trace of emotion.

"I don't want you to know because," Zhang Qingjun sighed, "I want to let you go. I have to be responsible for her, you understand, right?"

Silence again.

Of course she understood that there was a clear line between the two of them, and it was most appropriate for them to be strangers.

"I want to see you again. I..." Zhang Qingjun paused for a long time, as if he had made up his mind. "I have kept some words in my heart for too long. I want to tell you face to face. I can forget them after I say them, and I won't feel reluctant after I say them."

"Brother Qingjun, I don't want to see you." On the eve of his wedding, Shen Roujiao knew clearly that she couldn't go and would hurt Zhou Huaiyue. She didn't want to hurt his feelings.

"On the 16th, at 2pm, I'll be waiting for you at the entrance of Xidan Xinhua Bookstore. Roujiao, if I can't wait for you, I'll stand at the 18th."

After that, there was an endless stream of busy tones...

Shen Roujiao, holding the phone, stood there stiffly as if struck by lightning. Zhang Qingjun would never joke. If he said he would stand until number 18, then he would definitely be able to stand until that time.

He gambled his future and marriage just to see her.

The sea surface, which had been calm for a long time, became turbulent because of a small stone thrown by Zhang Qingjie, and there was no way to stop it day or night. Zhang Qingjun, who had never been impulsive before, had the idea of ​​risking everything for the first time. He didn't want to be bound by any rules anymore, didn't want to think about anyone anymore, and just did one thing for himself.

Zhang Qingjie, who returned to the capital, never imagined that a casual remark he made while chatting with his mother would make the alert Zhang Qingjun realize that he had seen "Unspeakable" in Shanghai.

In order to help Zhang Qingjun completely give up the idea, the three words "Shen Roujiao" are an unspeakable existence in the Zhang family.

"Son, where is Wang Li's seat?" Zhang Qingjie's mother asked as she was arranging the seats for the banquet.

"Where do you want your future daughter-in-law to sit? She'll definitely sit next to me. And Yunli, too." Zhang Qingjie took an apple from the fruit plate on the dining table and ate it while saying, "Where's my brother?"

"He is resting in the house. Did Wang Li really agree?" After pursuing the girl for so many years, his son finally heard a definite answer for the first time.

"You must agree to tell me who your son is." Zhang Qingjie was extremely arrogant.

"Oh, mom is so happy. Wang Li is beautiful and a good actress. If she can marry into our Zhang family, no one would believe it."

"What are you afraid of? Just speak up boldly next time. When Yunli and I come back from Shaanxi, I'll take Lily back to Yunnan. First, to visit my parents-in-law, and second, to take Yunli to taste the skewers he has been longing for. It's all settled." Zhang Qingjie handed the apple to his mother's mouth.

Zhang's mother happily took a big bite, looking happy, "Okay. I'm looking forward to meeting my in-laws."

"Brother!" When he looked up, he saw Zhang Qingjun staring at him coldly.

"Come in. I have something to ask you."