One Thousand Four Hundred and Four So, You Still Remember Me! (Part 2)

In early October, Song Zhixing returned to Youcheng again.

Autumn has entered, the summer heat has dissipated, and the city has become a bit cooler. She followed the team, held the information, and stood under the Tang Building, feeling in high spirits. She was so envious of Taozi before, but she never imagined that not long after, she would be standing in Tang's family in another identity and way.

The group of them was taken to the ninth floor of Tang's newly established design department. Tang's design director led them to the office to familiarize them with the working environment.

In the past, Song Zhixing had very few opportunities to come to the company. The only people who really knew her and met her were the few people around Tang Yu on the top floor, so no one in the design department knew her.

She looked around the entire design department, feeling indescribably wonderful. She actually works at Down syndrome! In the same building as Tang Yu! However, this is the ninth floor, and there are dozens of floors away from where Tang Yu is on the top floor. It would be difficult for me to see him in such a big building!

Song Zhixing put the information in his cubicle and couldn't help but look up from the window. Tang Yu probably doesn’t know that he is coming to Tang Family! I really want to know what his expression would be like if he saw her in Tang Family. Come to think of it, he will either drive her away or remain expressionless as always!

Thinking of his indifferent reactions, Song Zhixing let out a somewhat sarcastic sigh.

"Song Zhixing?" Just when she was lost in thought, a familiar voice suddenly came. Song Zhixing turned away, Taozi looked shocked, her eyes widened in disbelief, "I thought there was something wrong with my eyes, but it's really you."

"It's really me." Song Zhixing nodded, imitating her previous arrogance and raising a nice brow, "I will also be an employee here from now on."

"Are you kidding me?"

"I am involved in the Tang's G103 project building." Song Zhixing handed her the work badge he had just received, "Designer Song Zhixing, please give me your advice."

"..." Taozi took a look at the sign and felt unbalanced. I was still an intern, so of course I was not qualified to participate in a project like g103, but I didn't expect that Song Zhixing, who did not belong to the Tang family, could actually participate as a designer.

She raised her lips and said, "It seems that now I have to worry about the design quality of g103."

"Our professional team has taken care of this matter, so you can just worry about it." Song Zhixing patted Taozi on the shoulder and smiled brightly.

Taozi angrily threw the sign on her table, turned around and left.

In the work process of Tang syndrome,

It was relatively smooth. Song Zhixing lives with several other colleagues in a single apartment rented by the company. One room per person, very convenient. The early preparations were very busy. Every time she returned to the apartment after get off work, it was already midnight. She would just cook instant noodles and sleep with a little rest on her stomach.

The days were full. However, the only thing that made her unable to let go was that she had not seen Tang Yu even once since she had been here for a week. Later, I overheard the director chatting on the phone and found out that Tang Yu was on a business trip and was not in the country at all.

I don’t know when he will come back!

Song Zhixing lay on the bed and thought about the man in a daze. She was worried that she would not even see him until she finished the project.

Missing is really something that makes people feel helpless. In the past three years, she had suppressed it hard and forced herself not to think about him. As long as she doesn't touch it, she can feel calm. However, since the last time they met, it was as if a floodgate had been touched and completely opened. The emotions that had been suppressed for three years came out in a turbulent way, no longer under her control.

The next day, when she was about to get off work, her colleague Lu Yuan came over and knocked on her desk, "Xingxing, designers from both companies will be at the KTV tonight. Let's keep in touch."

Song Zhixing felt a headache when he heard KTV. In that kind of place, the air is extremely bad. Men usually smoke without any scruples. If she goes there, she will definitely die there. She shook her head and was about to refuse, but the other party immediately blocked her mouth, "What the director said, everyone gets it. Don't disappoint everyone."

Song Zhixing thought for a while, "Then I'll go have a drink with you, and then leave after the drink. That's fine. I'm not feeling well today, so I won't stay too long."

She didn't say anything about her illness.

Lu Yuan nodded, "Okay, let's talk about it tonight anyway."

After work and dinner, a group of young people went to KTV. They are all about the same age and are in the same industry, so there is no barrier between us when playing. Song Zhixing knew that he would definitely not be able to leave without clinking glasses together. So just waiting for the drinks to come.

After a while, the drinks were served, and everyone had a drink, and Song Zhixing took a small sip. After patiently listening to the director sing a song on the sofa, he stood up with his bag and asked to leave. Although everyone felt sorry for him because of his poor health, they did not force him to stay. Song Zhixing breathed a sigh of relief, and before everyone changed their minds, he opened the door and left.

She lowered her head and opened the box door. He drove away in a hurry, but he didn't expect someone to push the door open and come in. She raised her head and was shocked when she saw the person coming. She didn't have time to stop and bumped into him.

His chest was so strong that Song Zhixing's forehead hurt from the impact. However, smelling the scent of the other person, she suddenly felt very confused.

Tang Yu...

It was actually Tang Yu.

Why did he come here? She originally thought that she might never see him again.

"Are you drunk again?" While she was distracted, Tang Yu's voice sounded above her head. His voice was light and there was no emotion. He seemed neither surprised nor surprised to see her.

This word "again" embarrassed Song Zhixing. She couldn't help but think of the last time she got drunk and went straight to the villa. She really wanted to pretend to be drunk, but she was not so shameless.

She quickly withdrew from his arms, stood up straight, and kept some distance from him.

She then saw Du Hui standing behind him.

She smiled and said hello. Du Hui didn't seem surprised to see her.

Song Zhixing's eyes quietly passed over Tang Yu's face, and then fell on Du Hui, "Why are you here?"

"I heard that the employees from Huanyu are gathering here today. Erye just got off the plane and just wanted to meet you all."

"...Oh." Song Zhixing nodded, and his eyes fell on Tang Yu again, and he spoke to him carefully: "I... am also working at Tang's now."

"If I remember correctly, President Wang said that all the designers sent here this time are first-class designers." Tang Yu emphasized the word "first-class". When he said this, his voice paused and looked at her sharply. Obviously, he doubted her ability.