Chapter 8 PTSD

The meeting officially opened at ten o'clock.

The long and boring meeting content made Suti drowsy.

In less than an hour, Suti quietly left the venue from the back row, hunched over.

Next to the conference hall, there is a tea break room.

Suti asked the staff for a cup of American coffee and drank half of it in one breath.

After refreshing herself, Suti stared at the door of the tea room as if she had PTSD.

The meeting was in full swing, it was impossible for Rong Shaoting to suddenly appear out of nowhere again.

The door opened and the guests filed in.

Chen Bai was in front, Rong Shaoting was behind, and they were accompanied by representatives of the organizer.

The crowd surrounded the man and walked to the rest area, praising Ronggang Group's contributions to the Greater Bay Area in recent years.

Compared with the confusion in the previous times, Suti was more familiar with it this time and accepted "God's arrangement" very calmly.

During the meeting break, it is natural to take a rest in the coffee room.

Su Ti gave herself some self-study and picked up her information bag to return to the venue.

After walking a few steps, I accidentally passed by participants from another company.

A low voice came into my ears, "Su Ti? You..."

The voice sounded slightly familiar.

Su Ti raised her eyebrows and took a look, and found that he was indeed an acquaintance.

Her ex-boyfriend, Shao Jin, had already died in her heart right after they broke up.

After a little thought, Su Ti vaguely remembered that the company he worked for was a large Internet company that mainly focused on online game projects.

Su Ti nodded, with no intention of reminiscing with him.

A qualified ex should be a widow who does not disturb each other.

But Shao Jin didn't seem to think so.

He looked at Suti from head to toe, then lowered his voice and said, "I have made my words very clear, what's the point of you pestering me like this?"

Suti: “?”

How big is your face?
God knows that the passing by just now was the most intimate contact they had ever had since they met.

Su Ti raised her brows slightly, her eyes filled with a hint of confusion, "I'm sorry, you are...?"

Shao Jin's expression changed rapidly, and he performed a Sichuan Opera face-changing on the spot.

"Su Ti, stop pretending." Shao Jin raised his chin slightly, lowered his eyelids, and said in a condescending manner: "Whatever you want to say, I'll give you a chance to finish it all at once."

Su Ti rolled her eyes at him and said, "Do you have a theater at home? There are so many plays."

Having said that, he turned and was about to leave.

Shao Jin was relentless, convinced that Su Ti was showing off in front of him, "Stop pretending, chasing you here is just..."

"Excuse me, Miss Su."

Chen Bai's voice suddenly interrupted.

When Su Ti saw the familiar face of Chen Bai, she subconsciously scanned the surroundings, looking for Rong Shaoting.

It is indeed a conditioned reflex.

"Hello, what's the matter?"

Chen Bai moved and gestured to the other side, "Mr. Rong invites you."

Diagonal sofa area.

Rong Shaoting crossed his long legs and sat leisurely sipping coffee.

In the noisy and lively tea room, there was an empty seat next to the man, but no one came forward to disturb him.

It seems to have its own barrier that keeps strangers away and can isolate all the impetuous noise.

Su Ti walked forward and said calmly, "Mr. Rong, are you looking for me?"

Rong Shaoting opened his eyes and looked at Chen Bai first.

The latter knew he was in the wrong, so he shrugged his shoulders and tried to minimize his presence.

In fact, the original words that Mr. Rong asked him to convey to Su Ti just now were: Do you need help?

It was indeed Chen Bai who acted on his own initiative.

Rong Shaoting didn't ask any questions. He put down the coffee cup with his bony fingers and said in a deep, clear and heavy voice, "Did you encounter any trouble just now?" Su Ti was surprised at the man's keen observation. Perhaps her brief contact with Shao Jin seemed to have caused some friction in the eyes of outsiders.

"It's just a minor inconvenience, but thank you Mr. Rong for helping me out."

Rong Shaoting tilted his thin lips slightly, his cold and deep features concealing an imperceptible gentleness, "You're welcome."

Su Ti pursed her lips, stole a glance at the man's profile, and thought awkwardly that, apart from the embarrassing experience in front of him, he was a pretty nice guy, at least he had a warm heart.

Rong Shaoting, who was defined as a warm-hearted person, flipped through two pages of information and turned his head nonchalantly, "Miss Su, is there anything else?"

Su Ti paused, then smiled and said, "No, you are busy, I won't bother you."

You have to be blind to realize that he is kind-hearted.

It was clearly him who asked her to come, and now he is the one who is chasing her away.

Suti maintained her composure and prepared to leave with her bag.

Rong Shaoting raised his eyes slightly, looked at the girl's taut cheek flesh indifferently, and said with a slight curl of his lips, "There are many people at the venue, and if you encounter difficulties again, you can find Chen Bai."

Chen Bai understood and took a step forward, "Ms. Su, my phone number is on the business card. Please feel free to contact me if you have any questions."

As the saying goes, don’t hit someone with a smiling face.

Not to mention Su Ti's personality of being soft-hearted and not tough.

She took Chen Bai's business card, thanked him, and hurried away.

After Su Ti left, Chen Bai secretly glanced at his boss's face, feeling nervous.

Oops, this attempt to guess the leader’s thoughts seems to have backfired.

Chen Bai's eyes flickered. If he confessed his guilt voluntarily, would the punishment be lighter?
Thinking of this, he leaned forward, nodded and said, "Mr. Rong, I..."

Rong Shaoting raised his hand slightly, and said in a low and cold voice with a warning, "Don't be nosy in the future."

Chen Bai was sweating profusely, "Yes, Mr. Rong."

……

After the intermission, Suti returned to the venue.

This time, no matter how strong the wind was, she sat on the chair without moving.

As long as she sits still and doesn't go anywhere, she won't meet any messy people.

The morning meeting ended at exactly twelve o'clock.

The dining location is on the third floor, in a buffet style with a variety of choices to meet the taste needs of different regions.

Suti took the plate and picked up some special dishes, and took three desserts. When she was making juice, the bun on her head suddenly bounced twice.

Su Ti shook her head, covered the back of her head and looked around.

Someone behind him said, "Here it is."

Su Ti turned her head and their eyes met.

The man came with his hands behind his back, and was about thirty years old.

He wore a work badge on his chest and smiled like a cunning fox.

Su Ti looked at the other person warily and shoved the juice cup into his hand. "I'm not going home. Don't try to persuade me. We have never met." After saying that, she turned around and slipped away.

Old Fox: “Heh.”

You don't recognize any relatives when you experience life, right?

Su Ti wandered around the restaurant with the tray in her hand, and finally came to an area with relatively few people, where she found an empty table and sat down.

Suti poked the cake in the bowl and sighed.

Pingjiang is so small, how come there are acquaintances everywhere?

"Uh, Miss Su."

An acquaintance is here again.

At this time, Chen Bai was standing beside the square table with cutlery in his hands, seeming to be hesitant to speak.

Suti absentmindedly moved her tray to the side, "Please sit down, there's no one here."

Chen Bai opened his mouth, looked at his nose and placed the cutlery in his hand in front of Su Ti.

Then, he stepped aside and respectfully called out, "Mr. Rong."

The mousse cake in the Suti bowl fell apart in an instant.

Steady footsteps came from behind, and a dark shadow passed by, carrying an aura that was too strong to ignore, and sat opposite Suti.

(End of this chapter)