That tone told Selina Green not to slow down for a moment and quickly picked up Garret Miller’s inside line.
“What is it?” Garret Miller pressed the speakerphone, “Did you just read that file?”
“Is Andrea Jones down yet?”
“What ah?” This girl! Talking to him about business, he actually talked to himself about women!
“Go see if Andrea Jones is down!” Neal Williams doesn’t explain, just says, “Keep an eye on her for me! Call me back if there’s anything out of the ordinary!”
“…” Garret Miller was stunned for a moment, sitting there with a foggy head. Is this still the Jiang Er Shao that he knows? When did he start talking about women even when he was working?
“Garret Miller! Don’t stay still!” A low, manic yell came from the other side, and Garret Miller winced and immediately dropped the call.
This girl, worried like this, but also can resist not personally down to see!
But what exactly is going on? Is it worth him being so nervous?
…
Walking out of the administration building, into the elevator, Andrea Jones feet a weak, powerless lean on the elevator wall, the documents in her hand was soaked with layers of sweat stains. So many years of wounds, being so recklessly picked up, unimaginable pain.
‘Ding–‘ a sound, she could not collect her emotions, the elevator door has opened.
Garret Miller was standing in the doorway, watching her with a smile.
She was stunned and immediately straightened her back, but still inevitably wretched, “Cloud … Mr. Miller.”
The fog under his eyes, still lingered there. But Garret Miller acted as if he didn’t see it and simply asked, “Have you signed the papers?”
The voice is gentle and the smile does not diminish. This is not the attitude of the boss to subordinates? Let the onlookers look at the eyes, but also think he Garret Miller in pleasing Andrea Jones.
Andrea Jones just felt weird, but was still busy handing over the paperwork, “It’s signed.”
“Well, well done.” Garret Miller nodded and gave her a look, “Come with me to the office!”
“Oh.” Andrea Jones followed him inside. Trying very, very hard to corral the emotions she’d just felt while she was here.
“Have a seat.” Garret Miller gestured to the couch, and Andrea Jones sat down before he asked, “What kind of drink do you like? I’ll have Selina Green bring it in.”
Andrea Jones looked at him more and more strangely. When she didn’t answer, Garret Miller simply pressed the intercom and instructed Selina Green, “Send in a glass of orange juice.”
After the order, Garret Miller handed Andrea Jones another copy, explaining, “This is the proposal our team just made. This client is very difficult to handle, and I want it to be perfect, so it would be great if you could give us some advice.”
“But … I’m only a newcomer.” A newcomer can come across these business cases and still have room to make comments, which is simply unthinkable in this circle of finance.
Garret Miller bristled, “Newcomers have the right to speak, too, and our company has always had an open-door policy.”
In fact, it is not afraid that she is idle to do something, so there is nothing to find something for her to do? Stay here, so that he can help someone to watch her!
…
It was after 8 p. m. when Neal Williams arrived home.
Throwing his jacket away, he threw himself into the sofa, staring wearily at the ceiling, his mind spinning with the fragile and stubborn look of Andrea Jones today.
What kind of a girl is she?
Kind, simple, seemingly fragile and vulnerable, but also unexpectedly stubborn. Can be so determined to rip open their own wounds …
Thinking about all this, Neal Williams just felt a sudden pain in his brow.
He pressed his brow hard and his private phone rang abruptly. Looking at the screen, he picked it up and pressed it to his ear.
“Surely I had the right vision!” Garret Miller was on the other end, his voice excited.
“Is she unusual today?” Neal Williams was hung up on Andrea Jones.
“Neal, I can see that Andrea Jones is a real diamond in the rough! You were right when you told me to give her a chance!”
The corners of Neal Williams’ lips twitched, his eyes fell shallowly to the night scene outside the window, and only after a long time did he ask, seemingly carelessly, “What’s the situation?”
“Didn’t I watch her for you? Just wanted to give her something to do. I took the new proposal and asked her to give me some advice. Garret Miller smiled and sounded excited, “Although some points are not mature enough, but I have to admit that her ideas really opened my eyes, she is definitely a diamond in the rough, worthy of me to give her careful sculpting! You open the computer to receive the file, I reworked some areas, and now this case is really perfect!
Neal Williams smoothly fished his laptop off the couch and rested it on his lap.
She’s still in the mood to make comments to inspire Garret Miller, and depending on the situation, it shouldn’t be too bad.
Only, today, he is not much in the mood …
“Got it, talk online.” Neal Williams hung up the phone.
When he opened the email, Garret Miller had sent it and he clicked to download it. There was still some pain in his arm, so he set the computer aside, got himself a cotton swab, and fished out the ointment she had sent him, and put it on himself.
Neal Williams clicked on the file to browse it, but was completely uninterested. After some hesitation, he grabbed the phone with his hand.
…
While eating, Andrea Jones was still a bit disoriented.
Charleen Davis tucked a piece of chicken into her bowl, “Did you have a bad day at work?”
“No.” Andrea Jones shook her head, “It’s good to be at work.”
Sammy Jones and Charleen Davis looked at each other and then at Andrea Jones, “Had a fight with Lewis Brown? This Lewis Brown hasn’t been in our house for a few days either.”
“No quarrel. He’s probably been a little busy lately.” Andrea Jones whispered.
Looking at her breathless look, Sammy Jones just thought it was a little couple falling out and immediately suggested, “Tell you what, we’re all free for the weekend anyway. You tell Lewis Brown that we’re going to the park for a barbecue and he can come with us. Just Sunday!”
Charleen Davis also nodded, “Yes, you’ve all been pretty busy lately, it’s good to get out and relax.”
The family was happy, and Andrea Jones didn’t want to spoil their fun, so she called Lewis Brown with a nod. Luckily, Lewis Brown didn’t refuse.
They were a couple, but, well, they didn’t talk much. It was a relief to Andrea Jones that today, she was not in the mood for much conversation at all.
It was just after eight o’clock and she was already washing up and lying in bed. Pillowing the SpongeBob SquarePants her father gave her, she curled herself into a ball, her whole body weak.
The cell phone, a short ring.
It was a while before she reached under the pillow and felt the phone over.
“I happen to be free tonight, so if you need help, you’re welcome.”
It’s the lost owner.
She thought for a moment, her fingers paused on the keyboard and finally typed a line, “So, can I talk to you about something that’s not finance related?”
The hard feelings that she was holding in her heart needed an outlet. She can’t talk to anyone around her, so this person she’s never seen before is undoubtedly the best person to talk to.
“Sure.” Still two simple words.
“Do you have a secret that you can’t tell?”
“There are. Most people do, I think.” The message came through, Andrea Jones looked at it and before she could reply, another one suddenly rushed in, “Maybe, everyone has a darker, untold side to their life.”
“But the moment the secret is picked apart in front of a stranger, it’s really embarrassing and …” Andrea Jones’ eyes suddenly glazed over, her thin fingers slightly shaking, but she still typed the remaining three words. “So sad.”
At the other end, Neal Williams stared soberly at these words, the sound of a young girl crying six years ago still seems to be close to the ears. Heart, one by one pain, he slowly got up from the sofa, barefoot and walked to the window.
Looking out the window at the gorgeous lights, he suddenly felt weak. Taking a deep breath and leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window, he typed down a line and passed it on, “Sometimes, we feel tired of living. We always feel that there are countless piercing eyes, there are many short and cold words, we are bound and tied by these. In fact, this is not necessary, you are living for yourself. Relax, everything will pass.”
Andrea Jones looked at the words in awe. Even though the two people were separated, even though they had never met, the encouragement that came through was clear to her. Each word, one at a time, was gently engraved on her heart.
Closed his eyes, a tear, broken on the pillow. Really, everything will pass?
Before I had time to reply, another message rushed in.
“God is fair, and the demons that upset you will eventually be consumed by guilt.”
She gripped the phone, tightly, her fingers trembling slightly.
That 19-year-old, in these six years, has there ever been a hint of guilt?
What she remembers well, perhaps, in his opinion, has long been forgotten …
…
When she woke up again, it was already the next morning. When she fell asleep last night, she had forgotten. She only knows that she talked a lot with the person on the other end of the phone last night, and finally fell asleep while pressing the button herself.
This morning I picked up my phone only to see that he had later sent himself another message with just two simple words, “Good night.”
A simple greeting from a stranger made her feel comfortable somehow, and even her pensive mood was soothed a bit.
Perhaps, this is the beauty of distance.
Secretly, she promoted the stranger across the street to a friend. In the phone book, the word ‘friend’ was solemnly entered.
…
When they arrived in the lobby, they met Garret Miller and Neal Williams walking side by side in front of them. The staff on the first floor cast awe-inspiring glances at them, exchanging excited and suppressed glances.
She walked as slowly as she could to put some distance between her and them. Since last night, she was afraid to face Neal Williams.
Even though she made herself sound so open-minded yesterday, the embarrassment was only clear to her heart.
No one wants to bring out the ugliest side of themselves, especially … this man or Lewis Brown’s brother-in-law. She doesn’t even dare to imagine what Lewis Brown would think of himself if he knew all this.
“Andrea, come on! Come on up here!” Brittany Adams’ voice came suddenly. She had gotten into the elevator just in time to see Andrea Jones and was busy pushing the button in the elevator and waving at her, “Hurry up!”
Brittany Adams, who is fat and already disliked, pushed her way in to save a spot for Andrea Jones .
Garret Miller and Neal Williams were avoiding the staff and heading to the dedicated elevator when they heard Brittany Adams’ loud voice and both turned to look back.
They were standing on the corner, a few meters away from Andrea Jones, who simply ignored them, head down, and rushed into the staff elevator without saying hello.
“Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick… “The elevator is apparently overweight and emits a bad alarm tone.
“It’s overweight! Who came up last?”
“Hurry up and go down! Don’t delay everyone!”
“That’s it, then who? Be conscious of yourself!”
“Hurry up! What’s the point of dawdling?”