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Text 29. Gains and losses (Part 1)

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    "Have you really decided?"

    He Wang never thought that he would be so calm when he got such news. Just like Meng Qianhui sitting opposite, the expression on his face was also calm at this moment. Two people who had been passionately in love and had been together for many years  People, when faced with a separation that they don¡¯t know whether it is temporary or permanent, all have the same expression.

    It¡¯s just that in their own hearts, whether they are also equally calm, or even really call such a state of mind that is as still as still water, is calm, is a question that has no answer.

    Although he didn't have any expectations, He Fang had long known that this day would eventually come. Ever since Meng Qianhui chose to take over more hosting duties outside of Chuhe, she even "enjoyed it" and was so busy that she was no longer around.  , he already knew.

    In his heart, he was vaguely resisting the arrival of this day. He could also clearly sense that Meng Qianhui also didn't want to. In the past few months, the two of them had filled their time with all kinds of work and activities.  But they are like two parallel lines, with almost no chance of crossing each other. For this reason, even in the company's routine executive meetings, a vice president is always missing.

    However, the day finally arrived.

    "Yes."

    In fact, Meng Qianhui has been trying her best to find more suitable words, trying to ease the atmosphere of this conversation. Unfortunately, the "screen talent" and "language expert" who are usually known for their intelligence and intelligence have been searching for a long time.  , I couldn¡¯t even find a more suitable expression from the vast Chinese vocabulary. I just used the simplest two words to make a cold-sounding answer. Perhaps there was only that hidden behind the coldness.  Only the little tremor in the voice that is not noticed by others can allow people to make a real judgment on the true emotions of the speaker.  But, could He Fang, who was sitting across the table, hear this only difference?

    The answer is of course, yes!

    But, what can ¡°can¡± do?

    Can "can" become another possibility?

    He Fang sat there intently, unable to find another channel that might become a reality, just as he could not find a suitable word now, or in other words, a word that could not be considered nonsense.

    Silence!

    Someone once said that you either die in silence or explode in silence. Unfortunately, for more people, silence can only be a kind of helplessness, and the fade away after the helplessness.

    ********* "Qianhui is gone."

    "Um."

    He Fang seemed indifferent.

    "I said, Qianhui is gone!"

    Tang Ning rarely shouted loudly, but what she got in exchange was still a neither serious nor serious response.

    He Fang¡¯s reaction was surprisingly calm, and he didn¡¯t even rush to the airport.  I just found a documentary filmed by another TV station when I won the award for the first time, and watched it silently.  Only Qian Zhengming, who was watching quietly, knew what that meant.

    "Smoke one!"

    Qian Zhengming sighed secretly, took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms, and handed it to He Wang across the table.

    Like most people in the company, Qian Zhengming had long been aware of the distant relationship between He Fang and Meng Qianhui. However, after working with those colleagues for many years, he had personally seen He and Meng come together and had devoted countless lives to them.  Congratulations to friends and colleagues looking forward to a chance to turn things around. Qian Zhengming had known for a long time that this would be the outcome - especially when He Fang returned to the apartment they first shared as his daily living room.

    Holding the cigarette and looking at the familiar running water mark on it, He Wang felt another wave of excitement in his heart. Because of Meng Qianhui, he seemed to have completely given up on this stuff in the past two years. Even this little  The building has also become a smoke-free office area, causing "big smokers" like Qian Zhengming to go to the roof platform to "steal food" every once in a while.

    Now?

    He Wang unconsciously put the cigarette in his hand to his mouth.

    "Pah, pah!"

    As usual, Qian Zhengming took out the collector's edition zipp lighter that He Fan bought as a gift to him after he made "big money" for the first time, lit it with the most elegant and continuous movements, and handed it to He Fan.

    "Huh?" He Wang, who was a little distracted, was awakened by the jumping flames, but did not put the cigarette in his hand above the flames. Instead, he shook his head, "It still doesn't work. It's good now."

    Whether it was a pun or unintentional, Qian Zhengming stared at He Wang's face for a while, his lips moved several times, but in the end he didn't say anything.

    What can you say?

    As a best friend, maybe staying here is the best choice.?

    Silence, another silence, but this time the originally somewhat solemn air gradually dispersed as the silence continued.

    If there is too much thinking and remembrance in the silence, then after the silence, it may be a kind of relief.

    It seems to be to verify what He Fang said at the internal banquet when it was first established - "We just want to prove that no matter who we leave, we can survive and even live better" - Chuhe Yingwen's forward  The steps never hesitated even half a step because of a person's departure.

    The hesitation may only belong to those hidden deep in the heart.

    Chu He's film comprehensive invasion plan, which gradually unfolded in front of the public, revealed its sharp side. Before this, the leaders in each individual field had never really treated this new opponent who "didn't know the depth" seriously.  By this time, they had discovered that what they were facing was no longer an opponent of the same magnitude. Chuhe Yingwen had already weaved a huge network covering all the major adjacent areas. When they  When you want to use all your strength to fight against this "Big Mac" that has been integrated into one through a perfect plan, the confrontation has become a struggle.  If He Wang hadn't deeply understood the heavy price a private company would have to pay for trying to monopolize the media, then such a struggle would have been close to the edge of death.

    Time passes like water, and while Chuhe people are still swimming in the ocean of the non-mainstream film and television world, a special letter appears in Chuhe's office.

    "Eh? Our new major shareholder? The first period of dividends has just been completed. Is the old lady dissatisfied with it? Is it really the legendary treasure?"

    Tang Ning looked at the top of the envelope as she walked to He Fan's desk, handed the letter to him, and blinked with a strange expression.

    He Wang saw this and gave a helpless smile. Of course he understood the joke that Tang Ning was referring to.

    After meeting at the campus movie tour a year ago, during the in-depth conversation, especially the appearance of Xi Fei at the same time, Kong Dai, who participated in the event as the main guest, finally recalled the time she was sent to the hospital after being hit.  The two young men at the hospital also formally apologized for their precautions.  In the days that followed, as the Kong Dai Foundation continued to increase its investment in the "Youth Vision" project, the two people, who were as old as grandparents, had more and more contacts, and their relationship became better and better. Later,  It turned out that they really became like grandparents and grandchildren, and the relationship was just like that of blood relatives.  After the old man temporarily put aside his affairs in mainland China due to health reasons and returned to his home in Canada, the two kept in touch frequently. Even recently, He Fang was partially responsible for the "Youth Vision" that originally belonged to the Old Man Foundation.  Related project management.

    All this, according to some people in Chuhe Company privately, is a sign that the old lady will transfer her inheritance to He Fan in the future. Even her closest friends like Tang Ning and Qian Zhengming often regard this as a sign.  The material was used to make fun of He Fang, but He Fang could only smile bitterly in response.

    "Why was it shot by a machine?"

    He Wang looked at the words on the envelope and sighed lightly. Although the envelope was in the standard form of the Kong Dai Foundation, and the address it was sent to was Kong Dai's home in Canada, all the names and addresses were printed using a printer.  Printed out, this is very different from the old man's habit of only using pen and ink.

    He Wang¡¯s heart sank for no reason. The last time the old man wrote a letter, he mentioned that his health had not been good recently. Could something have happened?  He did not reach for the letter cutter on the table, but directly tore the letter open with his hands.

    There was a "pop¡ª¡ª" and before He Fan could tear open the entire envelope, something fell out of the envelope. He Fan picked it up and saw that it was an exquisitely made credit card of the same size and with the same texture.  Magnetic stripe cards.

    First, he couldn't see the purpose of the card. He Wang put it aside first and pulled out a thick piece of paper from the envelope. He had been in and out of the Kongdai Foundation's China office dozens of times and knew it at a glance.  This was a high-end stationery paper specially provided by the foundation for the use of responsible persons and distinguished guests, which made him even more worried, because when Kong Dai wrote to herself, she used fine rice paper for writing.

    Tang Ning, who was standing opposite, immediately noticed the strange look on He Fan's face, and it seemed that the look on his face was getting heavier and heavier. She did not ask out loud, but gently walked around the table and walked to He Fan's seat.  He turned to the side of the chair, looked over He Wang's shoulder, and looked directly at the letter that began to tremble slightly.
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