Chapter 3 What a coincidence

At first glance, Tan Zheng didn't look like he was only twenty-five. His calm aura was no less than that of all the bosses. Moreover, at this age can have the current achievements, even if someone helps, it is too rare.

Ren Zhaoyuan has a cousin who is also twenty-five. He is as tall as a child and his unhappiness is all on his face. Sneakers... At first glance, it looks like he is eight or nine years old from Tan Zheng.

But knowing Tan Zheng's specific age, after the initial surprise passed, he felt that there were traces to follow.

Those eyes are really special. When they stare straight at you, they are so clean that they want to lay out the whole person completely, compared to other people who have been in business for many years.

Ren Zhaoyuan moved his index finger on the sign that read "Mr. Tan Zheng 0209", and the leather made a light noise through the protective cover and the suitcase.

First, Kang You, who was waiting by the pool, and then Tan Zheng, who had the wrong luggage.

Ren Zhaoyuan dialed Tongzhou directly: "stop."

Tong Zhou thought that Ren Zhaoyuan should have noticed, and pretended to be innocent: "What stop? What's wrong?"

"Xing Yi knew that the day before yesterday—"

"Hey!" Tong Zhou shouted in a hurry. It was a coincidence that he met his predecessor, and Xing Yi was the most concerned about this among the predecessors.

In the early years, when he was in trouble, because the man and Xing Yi had separated twice, he didn't dare to make a premise in front of Xing Yi because the person's name was split. If Xing Yi knew about the meeting, he might be cold. How many days of violence.

"I'm wrong? You're my brother! The luggage covers here are the same. It's normal that his house is wrong with yours, 06 and 09. Others won't think much about it. You're really annoying if he asks someone to replace it for you. , don't I dare to make it? I don't care if you are single until forty!"

Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't help laughing: "Oh, I want to ask, does Xing Yi know that the hat you bought for him the day before yesterday is more than two hundred and two zeros?"

"Break up!"

Ren Zhaoyuan was accustomed to "breaking out" for a long time. After hanging up, he typed "Tan" in the software search bar.

Tan Zheng has been in his communication list for several years, but he rarely has personal contact, and now he only has a few words when he clicks on the chat interface.

——[Teacher Ren, congratulations on winning the award, everything went well. 】

【thanks】

When the Ren Zhaoyuan studio was established, Tan Zheng was the first investor with 5 million.

At that time, Ren Zhaoyuan didn't actually plan to find someone to invest. He had enough funds and didn't like to be constrained. He didn't expect that Tan Zheng would take the initiative to come to the door and offer to pay dividends. More specifically, because he agreed with Ren Zhaoyuan, he couldn't remember clearly.

Maybe Tan Zheng was waiting for him to answer back then, just like today.

Later, someone proposed to invest, but there were too many ideas and requests. After Ren Zhaoyuan refused, he never met with other investors again.

Two people have this level of cooperation, and then there is some intersection. It is reasonable to say that they should not be so unfamiliar. But Tan Zheng treats people coldly, and Ren Zhaoyuan is not used to taking the initiative. He has not gotten to know much more than strangers after knowing each other for a few years.

Today, don't know if it's because peers are alone or because Tan Zheng's sister needs help. It's the first time the two have talked so much, and it's the first time that Ren Zhaoyuan feels that Tan Zheng is talkative.

When the phone vibrated, Tan Zheng actually sent a message first: [Mr. Ren, I'm sorry, the luggage was sent to the wrong place, are you at your residence? I'll deliver it now if it's convenient. (picture)】

Ren Zhaoyuan inexplicably became Tongzhou's accomplice, and he felt a little guilty for a while.

The discomfort in his stomach made Ren Zhaoyuan pull away, and he followed Tan Zheng to take a picture of the luggage tag and replied, "It's okay, Mr. Tan, don't send it. Yours is here, just wait for me to have the staff take it to replace it."

Tongzhou built the accommodation area like a garden, with rockery and flowing water, pavilions and corridors, a bit like the mansion of wealthy people in ancient times.

It's just that the simplest Arabic numerals are hung in front of each door.

The place here is wide, and the design focuses on privacy. The house numbers of the two people seem to be only three digits apart, but they have to walk around for a while to get to the other's residence.

Tan Zheng's box is of the same brand as his, and the style is similar. If he didn't know Tongzhou very well, he would have believed that the staff made a mistake.

After making a service call, Ren Zhaoyuan pushed the suitcase back to the luggage rack at the entrance, and when he turned around, his fingertips touched the texture of the handle.

He has used this one before, and it has been discontinued if he wants to buy it again after it breaks.

A few minutes after his stomach subsided, he began to protest again. Ren Zhaoyuan went to the living room cabinet to find the medicine box, and pulled out the third floor according to the index. He picked out a box from the full of medicines like he was picky, looked at it in his hand for a while, and put it back.

Forget it, it hurts.

When the doorbell rang, Ren Zhaoyuan had already given up the medicine box, and when he opened the door to pass the luggage out, he made a move: "Mr. Tan?"

"Teacher Ren," Tan Zheng took off his tie, unbuttoned two buttons on the collar of his black shirt somewhat casually, and put his right hand on the handle of the suitcase next to him, "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention to the warning sign, I only found out after I took off the cloth cover. wrong."

"It's okay, I didn't find out at first," Ren Zhaoyuan didn't expect it was Tan Zheng, the suitcase was in his hand, but he couldn't really let Tan Zheng leave after delivering the luggage, so he took a step back, "I thought that It's the staff who came to pick up the luggage, Mr. Tan please come in."

The reception ended late. Tan Zheng didn't plan to stay any longer. He just put Ren Zhaoyuan's suitcase in the door: "It's getting late, so I'll go back first. Does Teacher Ren have any plans for tomorrow?"

Ren Zhaoyuan remembered what happened to Tan Zheng's sister and said, "There is no arrangement, you can contact me at any time."

"Okay, please, Teacher Ren," Tan Zheng took the suitcase with one hand, and reached into the pocket of his trousers with the other hand, took out a small box and handed it over, "This is a hangover granule, just soak it in warm water to prevent headaches. Stomach pain is useful."

Just as Ren Zhaoyuan was about to refuse to say that he had a medicine box, two people came over and asked, "Mr. Ren, is your luggage misplaced?"

With Tan Zheng still holding his hand, Ren Zhaoyuan had to take it first, walk out and stand side by side with Tan Zheng, saying no to them, and letting the two innocent people who apologized repeatedly leave.

"It's not easy to find the room here. I originally wanted the staff to bring it to change it, but I didn't expect President Tan to come over in person."

"By the way, let's get some air," Tan Zheng smiled, took out his phone and pressed it and put it back in his pocket, "I took off the watch and didn't wear it, is it half past ten?"

Ren Zhaoyuan noticed that Tan Zheng's phone didn't turn on, so he should have sent it because he didn't receive a reply from him when the battery ran out.

"Well, ten thirty-five."

Tan Zheng nodded and said, "Then I'll go back. I drank a lot of wine tonight. Teacher Ren should rest early. Good night."

"Okay," Ren Zhaoyuan raised his hand and shook the granule given by Tan Zheng, "Thank you, good night."

The particles in the small box rustled. After Tan Zheng left, Ren Zhaoyuan put it on the table.

When came out of the shower and took the remote control to adjust the room temperature, saw the box of granules again. Thinking that Tan Zheng said that it can prevent stomach pain, took out the manual, looked at it roughly, and decided to make a bag to try.

He did drink a lot at night, and although he was still a little far from being drunk, it seemed that an inevitable connection between alcohol and stomach pain gradually formed over time.

Seeing that the ingredients were not bitter, Ren Zhaoyuan tore off the bag and did not pay attention when opening the bag. The edge of the aluminum foil bag made an oblique opening on the side of the index finger.

Ren Zhaoyuan took a paper towel to absorb the blood that flowed out, and stirred it clockwise for a few times with a long-handled spoon. It really wasn't bitter.

A good night's sleep.

The next day also had a good appetite for breakfast.

"Zhaoyuan."

Ren Zhaoyuan turned sideways and nodded slightly in response, "Mr. Kang."

"Yesterday I said it's fine to call me Brother Kang, why can't I change it?"

"I'm used to it, it's easy to forget," Ren Zhaoyuan passed by, "Tongzhou specially invited chefs from all over the world, and the meals and refreshments are all well done, you can try more."

"Tong Er did it carefully, why don't we do it together?"

"I've eaten it, Mr. Kang will use it slowly."

Kang You smiled. He had been brought here for the past 40 years. His family background, assets, talents and looks were outstanding, but Ren Zhaoyuan had always been in a soft spot.

The spirit of playing art is high, and after hanging on a tree like Zhao Yuanqing for ten years, it is normal to think about it for a while.

Kang You was not in a hurry. Naturally, the better the things in the world, the more difficult it was to obtain, and the more difficult it was, the more interesting it was.

"Zhaoyuan," Kang You shouted at the person who was leaving, "Li Jin just said that he would play golf in the morning and pick fruit and fish in the afternoon. I'll call you later? You all know each other, and it will also help your company."

Ren Zhaoyuan also smiled: "Thank you for Mr. Kang's kindness, but unfortunately, there are already arrangements today. Mr. Kang will eat first. I think Mr. Li and the others are waiting for you. See you later."

"Okay," Mr. Kangyou said with a "please" gesture, "See you later."

——

Tan Zheng didn't know Ren Zhaoyuan's work and rest habits, and thought that he had drunk a lot the night before, and planned to contact him again at noon, just in time to have lunch together.

He wasn't in the mood for socializing at the moment. He didn't come to the manor originally to talk about business. After a morning run, he dealt with a boss who was talking about cooperation and refused to accept him. Then he deliberately chose the one with no entertainment items according to the map of the manor. direction go.

It can be seen that a lot of thought has been spent on this holiday manor, the services are in place everywhere, and the natural features and artificial carvings coexist harmoniously.

After all, the area of ​​the manor is not small. After deliberately avoiding people, except for a few staff members, really didn't meet anyone again.

There is an ash tree here, tall and straight, with lush branches and leaves that are dark green and half faded. Tan Zheng was walking along the outer edge of the forest, and suddenly he saw several eye-catching "golden fans" among the many feathery fallen leaves on the road.

We are about to reach the Ginkgo Forest.

It's less than nine o'clock, enough time to go over and take a look.

When Tan Zheng was a child, there was a ginkgo forest near his hometown. In late autumn, it was golden all over the place. Later, his parents moved to work, and he has never seen the ginkgo forest again.

In fact, usually don't think of where would go to see it, but now just met it, and tick the color from long-term memory.

The area of ​​this ginkgo forest is many times larger than the one saw when was a child, and the ground is almost covered with golden leaves.

It fell precariously, but Tan Zheng stretched out his hand and didn't catch it. His eyes shifted with it, and he leaned over to catch it when he touched the ground.

I folded it a few times in hand, and suddenly stopped when looked up.

- Ren Zhaoyuan.

Tan Zheng stopped and was about to move forward, and even his breathing subconsciously eased.

In the golden sky, Ren Zhaoyuan was sitting on the ground with his back against a ginkgo tree, with a tablet on his bent leg, and he was writing and drawing with his head down.

The late autumn sun shines on him obliquely through the canopy of the tree, and the top of his hair shows a luster similar to the color of the environment. The side face and neck that are usually cold white become soft and warm, and the surrounding is like a very thin layer of gauze. Shaking lightly in the sunlight.

Don't dare to speak aloud.

Frightening the heavens.

After a long time, Ren Zhaoyuan put away the tablet and got up, the hem of the gray-green coat stacked between the body and the trunk stretched and fell with the movement, and a few bright yellow leaves were gently lifted and then fell back.

It wasn't until Tan Zheng's gaze that he looked over at Zhaoyuan, his predecessor, that he suddenly returned to his senses.

Wake up like a dream.

After standing for too long, Tan Zheng was unable to move his steps. He barely recovered when Ren Zhaoyuan approached, and said hello with a smile, "Mr. Ren, what a coincidence."

The author has a saying: "Don't dare to speak aloud, or you may shock the people in the sky." It is from Li Bai's "Sleeping at a Mountain Temple at Night" in the Tang Dynasty.

happy new year-

New year, all things go well, joy and peace—

Crackle, bang, bang, bang!