MTL - Bringing Along a Ball and Hiding from Foreign Devils-Chapter 1 return

"Ren Zhouyuan! You guys are finally back, we can miss you! You don't want to say, come out tonight to have a good time!"

Ren Zhouyuan took a phone call and slammed it. After returning to God, he smiled. "Fat? You haven't changed this guy for so many years. I only know how to drink all day." Hearing the voice of the old classmate, he also had a lot of tone. “How are you getting together recently?”

The person who was called the fat man snorted twice on the phone, and he said that he was not finished. Ren Zhouyuan listened quietly for a long time with his phone, and there was always a smile on his mouth.

After leaving this place five years ago, this is the first time he has re-entered the city. The familiar scenery, the long-lost sweltering air, and the chattering words of his old friends have made him feel very cordial.

The voice on the phone is still going on. I’m tired of saying it over and over again. “You guys don’t want to run this time. The buddies haven’t seen each other for so long. No matter what reason you have tonight, our brothers will not let If you are, you have to be mentally prepared!"

Wen Yan Ren Zhou smiled a bit, looked down, a pair of round eyes staring at him, so that he really could not say a "good" word to the people inside the phone.

Like the perception of his mind, the owner of the eye shook his hand and whispered, "Dad?"

Ren Zhouyuan: "..." He sighed silently in his heart. Looking at his son's golden brown hair, with a white complexion, a tall nose, except for a pair of black and black jewel-like eyes, no one is not what a foreign child should look like. With a little thought, he could almost imagine the old-fashioned expression that the old classmates saw when they saw the child. The look of this kind of visit, he did not want to appear on his son.

He squeezed the hand of Ren’an and smiled at him. Ren Zhouyuan replied to the person on the phone: “I’m sorry, fat man, I can’t really go today. I’ll definitely have a chance to eat next time.”

"You guy!" The fat man is obviously uncomfortable. "Every time this excuse," he paused, and suddenly realized: "Is it a tight scorpion? Nothing, let the scorpion come together, we are all this group of people." I have become a family, and everyone knows it. Besides, how can you not hide it with you?

Ren Zhouyuan listened a little helplessly, and looked at his son's nervous eyes, which was a bit complicated. If there is any scorpion, he wouldn’t mind bringing it out for everyone’s attention. I’m afraid that if he tells his son’s origins, everyone will look at them like a different kind of person.

A few words of sorry were added to the phone. Ren Zhou Yuan finally refused the invitation of the fat man.

"Dad?" Ren Juan has been listening to him silently, seeing him hang up the phone, his eyes can't hide and light up. "Are we going to a new home now?"

"Yeah." He licked his son's soft hair, his eyes softened a lot, and smiled at him with a smile: "Moving!"

The father and son returned to this place from Xicheng early this morning. The two of them held hands and went to the newly rented place soon after talking and laughing.

The new home is a friend Fan Wenfeng to help find, open the door, the small house has been cleaned up. The house was small, but it was very neatly picked up by Fan Wenfeng. There was a small vase in the coffee table not far away. There were a few flowers in it. The layout of the new house made him rush back to the old place.

Ren Juan is obviously the same as him. After entering the house, his eyes are bright. A small face can’t conceal his joy. He looks forward to seeing it, but he doesn’t dare to move around. The tangled little eyes can see it. Ren Juan is a bit funny.

He patted the head of Ren’an, and chin slammed into the house, encouraging: “Let’s go and see our new home.”

Ren Juan got the order, spread the calf and ran in. Ren Zhou Yuan looked at his back and smiled and shook his head. Just put things on the fabric sofa, the phone rang. He looked at the number on the display and smiled and picked it up.

"Wen Feng, um, just arrived." Ren Zhouyuan put the phone on his shoulder and called the box to remove the box. "That's good, thank you, and help us clean up the house."

Fan Wenfeng said on the phone: "I don't have to be so polite with me." The tone is a bit regrettable. "I just can't leave today, or I can help you move." Asked a few words about moving to a new home, Fan Wen Feng Fengfeng turned around. "I have read the information I sent to you before?"

Wen Yan’s movements in his hand stopped and sat back on the sofa. “Look at it.” He was a little nervous in his tone. “That’s a technology company. Is it difficult for me to go in?”

Fan Wenfeng chuckled. "How many times have you told me that your strength is absolutely good, and they have to match your profession, absolutely no problem."

"but I……"

He hasn't spoken yet. Fan Wenfeng already knows what he wants to say. He comforts: "Your diploma is not enough to explain your strength. Besides, you are still an undergraduate student, not as bad as you think. You have been in these years. The published article has proved your ability, unless the person interviewing you is a blind man, otherwise it is absolutely no problem at your level."

He paused and said: "You don't worry too much. This company looks at the establishment time is short, but the development speed is very fast. I have friends working in it, and I told the company about them. They The boss is a very forward-looking person, and his patents are enough to support the whole company. If you can stay, the future is definitely limitless."

Ren Zhouyuan was very heart-warred by him. He also had a slight hearing on this company called "Victoria". The company is headquartered in the United States, and it has just been established in China. It is the elite of the elite who can work in it. . But on the other hand, he himself, with an undergraduate diploma and a master's degree certificate, even if Fan Wenfeng said it again, he did not have much confidence.

Ren Zhouyuan had the idea of ​​trying it out. It was rare for Fan Wenfeng to be so enthusiastic to help him, and he did not want to live up to the good intentions of others. I wrote down the other person’s words, and Ren Zhouyuan smiled and said: “Well, I’ll ask you to have a meal when you are free. It’s much easier to come back later.”

The two men hanged a few words and hung up. Ren Zhouyuan will just write into the notebook's notebook in the notebook. After he finished, he found that his son had no sound for a long time. Looking back, he saw Ren Juan standing at the door of the room and looking at him.

Ren Zhou Yuan slammed and waved at him. "An An? How to stand there," he patted the sofa. "Come on Dad."

Ren Juwen ran over obediently and glared at him. He lowered his head and licked his clothes, and looked up again. "Dad, how long will we stay here?"

Ren Zhouyuan touched the hand of his head and then followed his hair and said, "Is Ann not like this?"

Ren Juan shook his head, "No." Like he was afraid that he didn't believe it, and slammed his head and added a sentence, "Like."

"Hey... Dad thinks about it," Ren Zhouyuan pretended to be thinking, but he certainly knew what his son was thinking. These years they have been wandering, in order to make a living, to avoid others or to visit, or poor eyes, they have rarely lived in the same place for a long time, so that he has figured out his son’s routine, "Uncle Wen Feng Help Dad find a new job here. If Dad gets the job, we may have to live here for three or five years."

"Would you like to go to a house?" Ren Juan asked, that was the place they had lived for the longest time. After nearly two years, he was relieved by his tone.

Ren Zhouyuan recalled the days when he was staying in Xicheng. The father and son were at home every day. The number of fingers that went out one month was counted out. It was no wonder that his son would like his son.

But this city is the most familiar place for Ren Zhouyuan. If it happened not five years ago, he would not go for five years. Now wandering for so long, not talking about his son, even he is tired of living like that. It happened that Fan Wenfeng helped him find this job opportunity, which was an opportunity to change his previous habits. The idea of ​​re-rooting here.

In order to let his son settle down, he pretended to hesitate. "We have rented a house for someone else. Does Ann not like it here? But what should I do? Dad has promised Uncle Wen Feng to live here and grow long. For a while."

Sure enough, when he heard him say, Ren Juan immediately took his arm and nervously said: "I like it, Anan likes it!" Like he is afraid of his remorse, Ren Juan said: "Dad wants to cheer, Anan will obey." ”

"Well," Ren Zhouyuan kissed his forehead, and there was a bit of pain and helplessness. "Dad worked hard, and Anan would also cheer for Dad."

However, although Ren Zhouyuan boasted of his son's mouth, but he thought of the information of the company named "Victoria" that Fan Wenfeng showed him, he could not help but feel guilty.

On the day of the interview, Ren Zhouyuan got up early in the morning and wrapped himself in a model to wear a stern dress to the new company.

Looking at the building in front of him, Ren Zhouyuan couldn't help but swallow.

Ren Zhouyuan is a thoroughly liberal arts student. When he was a child, he had no relatives or friends. The only thing he could do was to practice his words. How do you know that he fell in love with Chinese, the Chinese Department of the university, and the philology of postgraduate studies. When I was ten years old, I was dealing with words. This time, it is not because this company wants to attack the Chinese market, it needs to hire a position to draft a special instrument. It is estimated that this job opportunity will not fall on him.

Although it has been very embarrassing to be able to apply for a new job, when HR asked his professional knowledge, Ren Zhouyuan seemed to forget the tension in an instant, talked about his professionalism, and did not imagine the slap in the face.

His appearance is outstanding. Since he became a father, every move has exuded a strange maturity. He has been buried in the book for a long time, so that he has a different book in the gesture of making a gesture, and the process of talking with him. I ignored his lack of self-confidence and only noticed his calmness.

After several consecutive sessions, due to the homework done beforehand, the questions asked by the other side were almost in his expectation. Throughout the process, Ren Zhouyuan was quite confident in his performance, except that the other HR saw him writing a single child. When the face was a little surprised, this interview was almost perfect.

But in any case, after more than two hours of interviews, Ren Zhouyuan felt that the whole person was a lot easier.

Walking out of the office building door, Ren Zhou Yuan sighed. He took out his mobile phone and saw Fan Wenfeng asking him a few words on WeChat. He thought about it and gave him a call. The phone was quickly connected. The other party couldn't wait to ask him how the interview was going.

Ren Zhou went far and went over and he rehearsed the process just now. He just walked down the stone steps and came to the front of a car. When he was awkward, he saw a driver coming down from the driver's seat and ran to him to the back seat. The man opened the door, and he pushed him aside.

Ren Zhouyuan was forced to move a place. He thought that he was a big man. After he stood firm, he took a step back and said to the people on the phone: "Well, go back and wait for the news. I heard that the boss is a foreigner. But if you are not here today, you may have to come over again if you become."

Just finished this sentence, Ren Zhouyuan found that there is no one around when he is surrounded by a circle, the dark suit will be more tall and straight up a few people. Ren Zhouyuan only glanced at it and was about to leave, but suddenly heard that the other side was whispering in Russian. His heart was inexplicably pumped and turned to look at the group’s direction, but it was blocked by sight. Blocking the face of the person who was surrounded by the crowd, only saw a golden brown hair.

Fan Wenfeng at the end of the phone "fed" several times and pulled Ren Zhouyuan's attention back.

However, the long-lost Russian lingering in his mind, as well as the familiar hair color, gave him a lot of inexplicable emotions. Ren Zhouyuan stood on the last step, and the ear could not hear Fan Wenfeng’s voice on the phone. He turned his back and looked around with his feet. In the gap between the crowd, he finally saw it. The other person's face -

A face that he wants to forget, but wakes up his memory every day.

The author has something to say:

Hey, dragging for a long time, finally open the text! This is good in November, but the new job is too busy, and it has been dragging on for so long _(:3"∠)_

The new text already has a full-text outline, and there are some papers. If there is no accident, it should be as usual. =w=There may be more paving in front. You can collect the little angels first~ Set what is in the copy, I wish Everyone enjoys it, and I wish you all a Merry Christmas =3=

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*Caiwen Small Theater*

Leonid: In the hard disk for so long, I finally had the opportunity to appear in Ren Zhouyuan: This gentleman is embarrassed, you don’t have a lot of dramas, let’s let Leonid: I, I, I... I’ve appeared? !

Ren Zhouyuan: Well, you are happy with your own back. Leonid: ... It doesn't matter, I still have a face similar to 99% of my daughter-in-law, Juan (angry): I am Chinese!

Leonid: ...you are happy.