Good Morning, Mr. President!

One Thousand Three Hundred Ninety Goodbye (Part 2)

"How has he been doing these past few years?"

Du Hui looked at her with some emotion, "What's wrong with the second master? He eats well and sleeps well every day."

"Yes." Song Zhixing felt that his question was a bit unnecessary.

"At first, when his mother left, he was depressed for a few months. But then it got better."

Song Zhixing nodded, "That's good."

Her departure and their breakup did not cause any disturbance in his life for him. Song Zhixing couldn't describe how he felt in his heart. He was a little disappointed and felt that such a loss was ridiculous.

"It's you..." Du Hui looked at her, then glanced at the bread in her arms, "What about you? How are you doing?"

In the past, I was used to being taken care of and having to worry about everything. When did I go out to work again, and when did I eat bread to satisfy my hunger? If this happened in the past, the second master would be very distressed.

"I'm pretty good too." Song Zhixing raised his lips and smiled brightly, "My academic performance is good, my major is the best in the department, and I have rich work experience. I can support myself. I don't have to worry about starving to death in the future."

She obviously said it very briskly, but Du Hui felt a little unbearable when he saw it.

Over the years, he has watched her grow up. Watching her grow from a little baby to what she is now. Song Zhixing now looks calmer and more mature than before. Compared with the past, he is no longer the carefree child who was inexperienced in the world and seemed to know nothing. She will start to worry about her livelihood and run for money. This was really unthinkable before.

"You haven't had dinner? I'll take you to have something to eat." Du Hui tried to take the bread away from her arms.

But Song Zhixing was a step faster than him and stopped his hand, "It's okay, I just eat milk and make bread at night. It's good. Besides, this bread is delicious. Do you want to try it too?"

She generously handed him one of the loaves. Du Hui couldn't bear to ask for it from her. He just waved his hand and said, "I won't eat it. You can keep it."

Song Zhixing smiled, "Then I'll go up first."

Du Hui nodded. She took two steps, then thought of something, and turned around, "When will you...leave?"

"If there is no accident, we will fly back tomorrow night."

"……oh.

Song Zhixing pulled his lips and smiled. Without saying anything else, he entered the elevator with the bread in his arms.

Leave tomorrow.

Will the next time we meet again be three years from now?

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Song Zhixing stood in the elevator and felt the urge to go up to the top floor. Look at him, just take one last look at him! However, this impulse was finally suppressed.

On the 18th floor, the elevator opened and she walked out.

She didn't sleep much all night. When it was almost dawn, I finally fell asleep, but I kept dreaming. The content in the dream is very complicated, but he is always there.

When I woke up, I looked at the entire empty room, feeling a little unsure of where I was. Thinking back to last night, I felt even more lonely.

In the room, the phone rang.

She yawned and took it instinctively. A gentle voice came from the front desk, "Hello, guest, it's breakfast time. Please go to the 58th floor for dinner."

Song Zhixing secretly sighed that the hotel's service was excellent. She said thank you and hung up the phone. The 58th floor is the top floor. Song Zhixing suddenly became energetic and climbed out of bed.

She went to the bathroom to wash up and tidied herself up carefully. Last night was terrible! She uses cheap makeup and does some interior design work.

She still lives on campus.

The words spoken by her senior sister and Chen Cheng made her heart tremble, so she wasn't not afraid at night. However, fortunately, the school suddenly strengthened security during the summer vacation, and there would be security guards patrolling her building every night. It was probably because of the accident at the school next door.

The resume she submitted to Tang Syndrome seemed to have fallen into disgrace. Not even a chance for an interview. Finally, she sent her resume to Huanyu in Lingfeng City.

Huanyu Company does not recruit interns, but only professional designers. She was just trying her luck. Unexpectedly, the company not only accepted her resume, but also was personally interviewed by Huanyu's President Wang, and she succeeded in one fell swoop.

During the second half of the summer vacation, she stopped working part-time and went to work directly at Huanyu. But as school was getting closer and her tuition fees were still insufficient, she could not apply to the Finance Department for an advance of her first month's salary. As a result, the Finance Department directly asked her to go to Mr. Wang.

She was extremely nervous before entering the office. According to common sense, it is not the CEO's turn to decide this matter personally.

"I heard that you want to advance your first month's salary. In fact, we have no such precedent. However, I know that you have difficulties in life. The premise is - you have to go on a business trip with me this month." Mr. Wang Put forward conditions.

"On business trip?"

"Yes, go to Jucheng."

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