1.
Ji Shuangchi has worked at Shengyuan Group for five years.
Five years, no lateness, no leave.
Never said a word to anyone in the hallway that wasn't work-related.
Everyone said that the woman named Ji on the 28th floor was a piece of ice.
Shen Du didn't believe it.
To be precise, it's disdain.
On the day she flew back from London and landed on the 35th floor, she saw Ji Shuangchi for the first time in the elevator - silver-rimmed glasses, black turtleneck, low ponytail, squinting intently. Like paper that had never been wet, it was too smooth to be true.
Shen Du tilted his head and looked at it for two more seconds.
Then those phoenix eyes that were so deep that they couldn't be seen to the bottom suddenly raised and looked at her.
——In just a moment, the elevator arrived.
The door opened, and Ji Shuangchi walked out with a sharp back, without looking back.
Shen Du smiled at the closed elevator door, showing his little fangs.
What could be beneath the ice, she wondered?
2.
Later she found out.
Under the ice is fire.
It's the seventh cigarette stubbed out in the ashtray on the window sill at two o'clock in the morning, it's the envelope that is pressed at the bottom of the bookcase and has never been mailed, it's the hours of insomnia when I count the lights on the window opposite to tears and refuse to admit who I am thinking about.
Ji Shuangchi was not cold.
She was so hot that she had to seal herself up.
3.
The merger and acquisition game within the group pushed them into opposition.
In the conference room, one person calmly dismantled the valuation model, while the other forcefully suppressed the pace of negotiations, showing blood on every word and refusing to give in an inch.
Everyone thought they hated each other.
Only they themselves know - when there were only two people left in the emergency meeting room late at night, who loosened their clenched fists first. Whose fingertips touched the curled document on the other side of the table. Who handed over the only umbrella on a rainy day, and his voice was as low as talking to himself:
"You're wet."
Not caring. I can't control it.
[Cool and self-sustaining white cut black × negative value of publicizing the sense of safety in fishing]
[Manager of Strategic Investment Department × Deputy Director of Mergers and Acquisitions Department]
After the frost, someone came across the river.
From now on, you don't have to spend every winter alone.
Demining/Eating Guide
1. Strong forces attack each other, and the right way is to pull evenly matched forces.
2. There is a business front in the workplace, but the essence is emotional
3. There is abuse in the trauma line of the original family, HE guarantees
4. Slow heat in the early stage → Extreme pulling in the middle stage → Sweet and suffocating in the later stage
Concept: The deepest closeness between people is to connect from their broken places.
