Chapter 31 (1/2)

One by one fast-moving cars raise dust on the viaduct, and the sun reflected from the window is particularly dazzling.

There is a faint, if not, refreshing fragrance in the car.

Ruan Sixian sat quietly on the co driver's seat. Her mind was attracted by the fragrance. She sniffed it, a little curious where the smell came from.

There is no incense in front of the car seat, nothing on the rearview mirror, and nothing in the storage cabinet beside the bumper.

Her eyes gradually search to the driver's seat, Fu Mingyu just stopped in front of the red light, looking at her.

Ruan Sixian

Eyes on a pair, she did not open face, looking at the front indifferently.

She began to think about why she was in his co pilot's seat.

He must have been dazed by the sun and by Fu Mingyu.

This man is so shameless that he blocks her at the gate of the airport. When people come and go at noon, if she doesn't get on the bus and he doesn't go, he just lets the staff watch.

He's a great director and a future president. Can you make a face?

Look at that posture. If she doesn't get on the bus today, he will probably be able to follow her all the way home.

”I'm not angry about you today.” Ruan Sixian was bored for a long time, and decided to take the initiative to explain the most critical problem, otherwise Fu Mingyu would have to think more, ”the weather is too hot, I'm irritable, I'll have this temper who comes.”

Fu Mingyu gave a faint ”Oh”.

Ruan Sixian frowned at him: ”really.”

Fu Mingyu's face is still no expression fluctuations, ”well, I know.”

But why didn't Ruan Sixian believe him?

What's the matter with this man? Do you like people to be angry with him so much?

Ruan Sixian looked at him with breathless eyes, but he didn't respond.

Hold oneself for a long time, the other party does not put a fart, Ruan Sixian choose to shut up.

She knew that she was going to open her mouth again at this time, and she could not be brought into the pit by him.

Tired, really tired.

After a long silence in the car, Fu Mingyu suddenly asked, ”what are you thinking?”

”Oh, I'm trying to get a driver's license as soon as possible,” she said

So as not to be dragged on the co pilot because there is no car.

Fu Mingyu couldn't hear her.

Get a driver's license and drive by yourself, so that he won't pester her with this excuse again.

I don't know if she ever had this idea when she got into Yan'an's car.

He gave a cold smile.

”Ruan Sixian, what's worse than Yan'an?”

？

Ruan Sixian looked at him inexplicably, ”why did you mention him all of a sudden?”

Fu Mingyu squinted.

He really didn't want to ask such a question.

He never even thought about comparing himself with Yan'an.

But they were also rejected -

”how can you talk to him calmly and let him drive you, I can't?”

He turned to look at Ruan Sixian. ”What's the difference between me and him?”

Of course not.

This sentence almost blurted out, fortunately, Ruan Sixian temporarily braked.

But what's the difference?

Fu Mingyu would certainly ask her, but she thought about it in her heart and didn't know how to answer.

It's just different.

Just at a red light, Fu Mingyu stops and looks at Ruan Sixian, waiting for her to say the following.

”You are more handsome than him, are you comfortable?” she said

Fu Mingyu didn't respond. He slowly drew back his eyes. The green light came on and he stepped on the accelerator.

As the car sped out, the scenery in front of it quickly regressed, and the inside of the car was quiet again.

However, when Ruan Sixian thought that her obvious perfunctory answer had let the topic go, she heard him say softly, ”Oh, so you are afraid that you will be moved?”

“……”

”Fu! Ming! To you

It seems that the good things around us have reached the limit of endurance again. Another poke is about to explode.

When he said this, he knew that she would be angry, but when Fu Mingyu heard her reaction, he felt a sense of joy.

He lightly hooked the corner of his lips and stopped talking.

Ten minutes later, the car slowly stopped downstairs.

Ruan Sixian didn't thank Fu Mingyu when she got out of the car, but he didn't care. Anyway, he had to send her home.

Fu Mingyu sat in the car and watched her stride into the hall until she disappeared in the elevator.

The mobile phone suddenly rings. Fu Mingyu takes a look. It's a message from Zheng Youan. He asks if he wants to see the photos taken today.

Ruan Sixian's picture?

Fu Mingyu: OK.

After receiving the news, Zheng Youan put himself in a dark room.Although the film cameras have been discontinued one after another, Zheng Youan still recognizes the color restoration and image clarity of the film cameras, so the darkroom is still the Holy Land in her heart.

She has a high demand for photography. Fortunately, she has excellent conditions at home, which can stand up to her casual making, and the cameras at home are piled like mountains.

When she was 13 years old, her family held a photography exhibition for her. When she was 15 years old, she went abroad to study. In seven years, she took a lot of works, including many awards. Her father was also proud of her. He would tell everyone about her achievements, and her friends often asked her to take pictures of herself. Her eyes were full of adoration.

Even the teacher hardly criticized her works.

The self-confidence that she has developed since childhood makes her work more and more strict. Even if this time she only makes the recruitment propaganda film, she also takes it as an art film.

But what did Fu Mingyu say?

”Not really.”

It's been a long time. Zheng You'an is still uncomfortable when he thinks of this sentence.

I said I was modest when I didn't shoot very well. You said I was blind when I didn't shoot very well.

The more she thought about it, the more unconvinced she became. The soothing music in the dark room couldn't ease her mood.

After the pictures were developed, she enjoyed them alone for a long time.

You world airlines have never seen such artistic publicity photos.

Absolutely not.

After sending the scanned high-definition photos to Bo Yang's mailbox, Zheng Youan quietly waits for Fu Mingyu's evaluation.

However, half an hour later, the other side has not responded.

Zheng You'an couldn't help sending another message: brother Mingyu, have you seen it?

Fu Mingyu had just returned to World Airlines.

On the desk is the newly drafted ”negative application list of flight data”, which is his most important work recently.

Seeing Zheng Youan's news, Fu Mingyu replied, ”just a moment, busy”, and went to the conference room.