Tong Dayong stared at the QQ name that changed from "Chen Xiaoyu" to "Chen Xiaoyu" for a long time, seeming to be guessing something in his heart.

Last night, because he fell asleep at midnight and slept on the sofa, Tong Dayong felt a little sleepy at this time, so he leaned back and lay on the executive chair to fall asleep.

Tong Dayong was woken up by Chen Lan's knock on the door. He checked the time and saw that it was already time to go to work.

Today is Monday. He was not in the company in the morning. As his assistant, Chen Lan had several documents in hand that needed his signature.

After signing the documents, Chen Lan sat across from Tong Dayong's desk and kept staring at him.

"Why are you looking at me? I've already signed the words, what else do you want to do?"

Chen Lan blinked, "I know you signed it, but I haven't seen you for a few days. I have nothing to do now, so why don't I check on you?"

"You continue reading, I still have to do some work." After Tong Dayong finished speaking, he began to look at last week's work report.

"Are you okay, Sister A Bing?"

Tong Dayong nodded, "Very good."

"Brother, are you with Ah Bing or Amei now?"

Tong Dayong looked up at Chen Lan, "Why do you ask this?"

"I'm curious. Can't I ask? I want to know who among them is my future sister-in-law." Chen Lan said calmly, with no expression on her face.

When Tong Dayong heard this, he smiled and said, "None of them are suitable to be your future sister-in-law for the time being."

A smile appeared on Chen Lan's face, "In other words, you are not with Amei or Ah Bing now, right?"

Tong Dayong frowned, "Why do you ask so clearly? Go and get to work."

"Brother, it's my birthday in a few days. Can you celebrate my birthday with me?"

"Your birthday?"

"Yes, I was born in summer, have you forgotten?"

"Oh, yes." Tong Dayong thought for a moment, "It's a good thing to celebrate your birthday. Call Liu Qing and Ayun, and we will celebrate your happy birthday together."

"Okay, it's just this weekend, don't forget it."

"I can't forget it, go ahead and don't affect my work."

Chen Lan took the documents and walked out of Tong Dayong's office.

After Ah Dian left Dongchuang Company, although the new production manager had arrived, Ah Dian, who once served as the company's deputy general manager, not only had to manage production, but also managed other affairs. With his departure, Tong Dayong's

The workload increased and he felt a little overwhelmed.

But the position of deputy general manager cannot be filled by just finding anyone. It must not only be capable, but also trustworthy, because this position holds a lot of decision-making power in the company. For Dongchuang Company, in addition to

Tong Dayong, the deputy general manager has the final say.

After a busy afternoon, Tong Dayong returned to his residence after get off work.

Because of the hot and humid weather recently, he hadn't returned to his residence for several days, so he smelled a musty smell as soon as he opened the door. He turned on the fan, doors and windows, and after blowing for a few minutes, he felt much better, so he closed the door and sat on the sofa.

Go up, light a cigarette, and smoke slowly.

Tong Dayong took out his cell phone and put it on the coffee table. Just after taking two puffs of cigarette, his cell phone dinged and he received a text message.

He picked up his phone and opened it. It was from A Bing: I just finished work, have you eaten?

—I’ve eaten. I’ve just returned to my apartment after get off work. You go and eat quickly.

—Sister Guo is inviting some of our actors to dinner. I won’t tell you anymore, bye!

—Have fun, bye!

Tong Dayong put down his cell phone. The cigarette in his hand had burned out. He threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray and leaned back with his head in his hands. He thought of Amei in his mind.

After having a few words with her in the hotel in Beijing yesterday morning, Amei never took the initiative to contact him again.

When he got off the plane at noon today, he first sent A Bing a text message saying "I have arrived in Shenzhen, please don't worry."

Later, he sent another text message to Amei saying "I have returned to Shenzhen", but Amei never responded to him.

It seemed that Amei was still trapped in her emotions and didn't want to pay attention to him at all.

Women are really stingy. After all, what will happen if I reply to a text message? Tong Dayong wants to call Amei to at least ease the relationship, but he also feels that it may not be good to be too close to Amei, and he always feels sorry for this.

Ah Bing.

But it doesn't make sense to ignore Amei at all. After all, everyone slept with him, and it seemed a bit irresponsible to end it without any sound.

Just when Tong Dayong was in trouble, his cell phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was a call from Amei.

"Hey, Mei."

"Tong Dayong, if I don't call you, don't you know how to call me?"

"Didn't I send you a text message? I told you that I had arrived in Shenzhen."

"It's been seven or eight hours since your text message. Are you going to send me away with just one text message?"

"Then, what else can I do?"

"Have you forgotten our relationship when you came back from a trip to Beijing?"

"this......"

"Stop talking about this and that, come here quickly, I'll wait for you at home." Amei said and hung up the phone.

Tong Dayong held the cell phone in a daze for a moment, then put the cell phone on the coffee table, picked up a cigarette, took out a cigarette and lit it.

Tong Dayong was a little embarrassed. He should go to Amei's place. It would definitely involve some lingering. It would be a good thing for himself, but it would be a shame for Ah Bing.

Don't go, Amei is calling over there, sleeping with her a few times and then letting her go, it seems too much, after all, Amei was once the woman he dreamed of.

After deliberation for a long time, Tong Dayong finally insisted on the principle he had set in front of Xu Bingbing - not to be with Amei, nor to be with Xu Bingbing, but to deal with it coldly for a while.

After thinking about it, Tong Dayong felt much more comfortable. He walked into the bedroom, took the clothes he wanted to change into, entered the bathroom, and took a shower without a splash.

After taking a shower, Tong Dayong turned on the TV, lit a cigarette, made himself a cup of tea, and settled on the sofa to enjoy his free life.

However, he had just finished smoking the cigarette and was bringing the tea to his mouth when his cell phone rang again. When he picked it up, he saw that it was still Amei calling.

"Hey, Mei."

"Tong Dayong, where do you live?"

Tong Dayong felt nervous and asked, "Have you come to Xixiang?"

"I'm at the gate of your company now."

"How did you get here? Are you driving?"

"Nonsense, did I just walk here?"

Tong Dayong smiled and said, "Just stay there and don't move. I'll come and pick you up."

After hanging up the phone, Tong Dayong hurriedly changed his shoes, went downstairs and got into the car, and drove straight to Dongchuang Company.

It was raining in the night sky, but it was not very heavy, and the drops were hitting the car windshield.

Tong Dayong's residence is very close to Dongchuang Company, and it takes less than a minute to drive there.

Sure enough, from a distance, Tong Dayong saw a white BMW 528 parked at the entrance of Dongchuang Company. Tong Dayong flashed his lights at the BMW, and the BMW immediately drove over.

Tong Dayong turned around and took Amei's car to his residence.

After the car parked downstairs, Amei's car followed. When Tong Dayong got out of the car, Amei also got out of the car, blocking the rain above her head with her hands.

Tong Dayong quickly ran over, spread out his palms, and helped Amei block part of the rain. Amei unceremoniously held Tong Dayong's waist with one hand, then buried her head in his arms and strode with him.

Go under the eaves.

"You live here?" Amei raised her head, as if she was not satisfied with this place.

"What else? This is an industrial area, but there is no garden community."
Chapter completed!