When Yanmu was seven years old, his mother pointed at the child downstairs and said, "That person is not your brother."
When Yanmu was seventeen, that person called him on the basketball court: "Classmate."
He thought this would be like this in his life - he was at the end of the corridor, and the other person was at the other end of the corridor; he graduated, and the other person entered higher education; he entered the design institute, and the other person entered his father's company.
The two lines occasionally intersect, but never overlap.
Until one day, Yan Yichen pushed the door open during a project meeting and said with a smile: "Brother, long time no see."
Yanmu lowered his head to look at the drawing in his hand, and the tip of his pen paused for three seconds in the column "Representative of Party A".
——Yan Yichen.
He thought: It's over. This round, he lost again.
Purpose: To build a better society
