Gu was able to remember, but the memories stopped at the shameless "touch experience" and later friends to confirm the "ritual." He was an old classmate, old friend of CEO Zhang? So... Did Director Zhang arrange this job for me? But how did he know I was going to college, and how did he know I was going to be at that job application meeting?
Gu Yin wanted to go home immediately, to properly tidy up his thoughts and think about how to deal with the relationship between a friend and his superior in the future. This kind of relationship was a bit difficult … But there was no way out now — Zhang Heng had led him to a booth in a Japanese wine house. Zhang Heng was still sitting by the sliding door, wanting to climb over Zhang's dead body.
"From the look on your face, you finally remembered me."
Gu Qishao turned his head but didn't want to admit it. Who knew that "30 years in the river, 30 years in the river, in the west, don't look down on poor teenagers"? That sloppy, big pervert from back then would become a CEO.
"I left the country after graduating from junior high. I promised my dad I would take over the company after graduating from university, so I'm also a new worker like you."
The new one wasn't enough to be a friend!
Gu Zhen lowered his head and took a bite of the Japanese noodles. Zhang Heng, who was standing by his side, handed him a cup of clear wine, and Gu Zhen said, "You can't drink it while you're on duty."
Zhang Heng paused, but he did not force him to do so. Instead, he raised the bottle to his lips and drank the whole thing.
He did not glance at Zhang Heng at all. He was frightened, and he did not know what expression he should give to Zhang Heng. It was like what his senior in university had said before, that he would do his best to build up good relations with his superior and keep his colleagues warm, protecting his work with his tail between his legs. However, he always felt that Zhang Heng would not be happy with this kind of attitude. In any case, everyone here was an old classmate, so … This was the contradiction that Gu Yue had to face.
Zhang Heng saw that Gu Zhen was too quiet, so he didn't say anything. He only sighed, ate a few sushi and then called the waiter to pay the bill.
As time passed, he couldn't help but sigh. Time was truly a pig slaughtering knife. Not only in terms of age and appearance, but also in terms of everything. Or was it all wishful thinking from the beginning?
That's right … From the beginning of the second year, he had always liked Gu Ke. He had never told anyone about it, so of course Gu Ke wouldn't know that he liked him until now. It had been seven years since he had come back to the country to redeem himself, regretting that he had not said anything about his friendship.
I don't know if time is going to wait for someone, but I hope he can wait for me. Before I completely lose all my memories, I'll return to his side and clearly tell him that I love him …