"He’s coming to inspect our company?"
"Yes, our company is considered a subsidiary of Future Tech now, they provide all the technical support."
Dudu sat thoughtfully, realizing that it was through working in this industry that she could stay connected with him. Now it seed true, everywhere she went was part of his corporate chain.
Though the goal had been achieved, she couldn’t feel any joy. She didn’t know what it would be like when they t again. The closest person had beco a stranger, how ironic. No matter how hard she tried, it all led to this.
She had wanted to work earnestly, had thought she wouldn’t be disturbed by his presence. But now, she couldn’t calm herself at all. How could it be so easy to forget soone she had deeply loved?
Her stomach was bloated and she hadn’t gone for lunch. Her mind wasn’t as quick as others’, so she had to spend more ti.
When Shen Yiran ca at noon, he saw her alone, buried in work in the empty studio, her brows furrowed as if she was facing so problem.
He wanted to go over and help her like he used to, but his steps halted at the door. He didn’t even dare to say hello. He watched her yawn and then lay wearily on the table, the pile of docunts towering over her head, revealing only a few strands of her hair.
With a soft sigh, he lowered his eyes and left.
The mont he pushed her away, he lost all his rights.
When Dudu woke up, it was a classmate who had co to intern with her that woke her, "Dudu, get ready for the eting!"
"eting?"
"Yes, the great Shen is presiding over it; our departnt is lucky."
Dudu was imdiately stunned. She didn’t know if this kind of eting was good or bad. She told herself to stay calm. After all, he was always indifferent when he saw her. She wouldn’t warm his cold heart with her enthusiasm anymore.
To love on tiptoes, one would inevitably get tired soday, and she felt she had reached her limit.
She didn’t bring any materials, just a notebook. The manager had asked them to take notes because opportunities like this were rare.
There were a lot of people going to the eting room, both new and old employees, mainly from the technical departnt.
About thirty people sat around the conference table. Dudu chose a seat far from the podium.
The eting room was silent, everyone craning their necks, anticipating his arrival.
Dudu kept her head down, lost in thought.
There was a sudden murmur of voices in the previously quiet room. Dudu looked up to see a group of people surrounding him as they entered. Like the others, she was srized.
When his gaze unexpectedly t hers, she quickly lowered her eyes in panic, pretending not to see him.
He talked about many things: technical thods, developnt directions, marketing strategies...
His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, as gentle and llow as when he used to tutor her, echoing in the conference room. Unknowingly, two hours passed, and Dudu realized she hadn’t written a single word in her notebook. She didn’t even know what he’d talked about.
It all ended in such a daze. They were like strangers, not even exchanging greetings, and he left with the group again.
Dudu hugged her notebook, lost and disheartened, returning to her workstation. She borrowed a classmate’s notes and quietly reviewed everything he had said, word by word, not wanting to miss anything...
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