Chapter eight hundred and sixty first(1/3)
Tao Meng's expression became calm or even cold, as if she didn't have much confidence in Yang Jingxing except for her own principles.
In fact, Yang Jingxing was even more worried than Tao Meng. He still didn't understand: "What else can I do?"
Tao Meng became even more worried. She looked to the side, almost uneasy: "...happy goodbye." Her voice became softer.
Yang Jingxing nodded: "Remind me... If I say that Tao Meng will leave unhappy, will they not only hate me, but also have some respect for me, and they will have some skills to make the squad leader unhappy."
Tao Meng ignored him.
Yang Jingxing wasn't completely stupid, hey: "No more kidding, let's go."
After walking for more than ten meters in silence, both of them looked quite relaxed.
Yang Jingxing couldn't hold it in any longer: "Have I ever made you happy before?" He himself didn't have much confidence.
After thinking for a moment, Tao Meng nodded conservatively.
Yang Jingxing said: "I used to think the same way. I often felt that I had made Tao Meng happy, made her laugh, and had many good memories, which I used to comfort myself... But then I wanted to understand a truth, which couldn't be simpler. In fact,
Everyone understands it, but doesn’t understand it deeply.”
Tao Meng looked at Yang Jingxing, her eyes seeming to remind her that she didn't like these remarks.
Yang Jingxing didn't seem to be joking: "It's not that I can make you happy, it's that you are willing to let me see you happy. It's not that my vulgar jokes are humorous, it's that you are willing to listen, it's not that you like flowers, it's that you are willing to accept what I give.
, in fact, you have always been giving to me."
Tao Meng frowned: "It was supposed to be mutual." Obviously, he couldn't figure out what to say about such a simple truth.
Yang Jingxing continued: "It's the same on the other hand. I made you unhappy and even cried so many times because of your tolerance. Otherwise, why should I make you cry... Some random person walking in this park said something unpleasant.
If he does something stupid, will Tao Meng look at him again?"
Tao Meng declined to comment.
Yang Jingxing said: "It's an old topic again, always contradictory. Tao Meng, my biggest wish for coming here this time is what you said, that we can meet and untie our knots, and then we can see each other happily. But I don't have it.
Confidence, I don’t know if I can still make you laugh... Do you know what method I used to test it?"
Tao Meng shook his head.
Yang Jingxing said: "I just made you unhappy. You were very unhappy last night. Is it my fault?"
Tao Meng did not express his position.
Yang Jingxing was anxious: "It must be me, don't hit me."
Tao Meng asked first: "What do you want to say?"
Yang Jingxing said: "If I can make you unhappy, I should also be able to make you happy. Although it is very difficult, I will try my best. The first step is of course to forget about being unhappy. So here, I sincerely
I apologize for all the wrong things I said and did from yesterday to now, can you forgive me?"
Tao Meng looked at Yang Jingxing. For this man with bad habits, he looked quite serious now. After looking at him twice, Tao Meng said, "You didn't say anything wrong." She shook her head.
As expected, Yang Jingxing said: "I knew it wouldn't be that easy. Blame me. It's so insincere to apologize like this..." He started by digging into his pockets.
Tao Meng looked cautiously.
Yang Jingxing took out a pen and handed it to Tao Meng across his palm: "This is for you... does it look familiar?"
Tao Meng observed.
Yang Jingxing said: "You gave this to me. Don't be angry. In fact, it is no longer the original one. This pen helped me sign the first contract in my life and my first number one singer."
A band used it to sign a contract with New Zealand. It also used it to set up my own company. When I became an editorial board member for the first time and helped compile a book for a school, I also used it to sign my signature... In short, it helped me a lot and it was very meaningful.
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Tao Meng raised her gaze from the pen to Yang Jingxing's eyes and asked, "Do you want to give it back to me?"
Yang Jingxing shook his head: "I'm not giving it back to you, I'm giving it to you... I treasure it very much. Tao Meng gave it to me."
Tao Meng didn't understand: "Why did you give it to me?"
Yang Jingxing said: "Apologizing is also a memorial. This pen has witnessed our friendship, our love, my career, my studies... Just like the box you gave me, I don't feel like you are giving something back to me.
Instead, you gave me a lot of new things. You also gave me gloves, but unfortunately I didn’t want to wear them and kept them hidden from the light. They didn’t witness anything and have little commemorative significance, so I won’t give them to you.”
Tao Meng was still thinking about it and thought about where she went: "Your mobile phone is the one we bought together."
Yang Jingxing nodded and was surprised: "I can't give this to you. I have no use for it. It's old. It's a burden for you to hold."
"No!" Tao Meng was a little annoyed. After shaking her head, she adjusted her mood and said calmly, "Why didn't you change?"
Yang Jingxing said: "It can still be used, it's fine."
Tao Meng said: "I accept your apology, you can keep the pen."
Yang Jingxing asked: "You really don't want it?"
Tao Meng shook his head.
"Don't pull her down." Yang Jingxing said angrily, "I still can't bear to part with you."
Tao Meng is from Harvard after all: "Have you established a company?" It seems that he has entered a learning atmosphere and started analyzing cases.
Yang Jingxing wilted for a moment: "Don't talk about that...the weight of this pen has been greatly reduced."
Tao Meng seemed to smile briefly and slightly: "What's wrong?"
Yang Jingxing introduced the size of his company, number of employees, registered capital, office space, and benefits: "...Next step, I plan to provide a big benefit, including lunch for employees. Don't think that the standard of twenty yuan per person is
It costs three to four thousand yuan a month."
Tao Meng asked: "What is the main business?"
Yang Jingxing thought for a long time: "Not yet, just for the time being."
Tao Meng is tolerant: "What are your future plans?"
Yang Jingxing said: "There is no plan yet, it is only temporary."
Tao Meng did not give up: "Where is the long-term goal?"
Yang Jingxing said: "This can help you become a rich man."
Tao Meng frowned: "I'm serious, please be more serious."
Yang Jingxing said: "This starts with my high school life. My classmate in the third year of high school was a girl named Tao Meng. She liked to listen to music, but most of the songs in her player were English songs, which made it difficult for me and
She has no common language, and I have always been worried about this..."
Tao Meng was not that patient either: "If you say that again..." it was obviously threatening.
Yang Jingxing quickly restrained himself: "The long-term goal is the future. The school girls in Shangpu listen to Chinese songs and discuss domestic movies after class. Girls like Jiang Qing also like domestic male stars, so that Tan Dong, my roommate, won't have to worry about this."
Don’t think about food and tea..."
"Please make it clear." Tao Meng understood, but was not very supportive: "Don't you think your idea is a bit narrow-minded? I don't just listen to English songs. There is no harm in getting in touch with and understanding various cultures."
Yang Jingxing nodded: "Yes, it starts with my high school life, my classmate Tao Meng..."
Tao Meng gave up, frowning fiercely, her feet were heavy, and she seemed to be filled with resentment every time she walked, without even looking at Yang Jingxing.
Yang Jingxing was completely unaware: "... Tao Meng later went to study abroad and had an Indian roommate. This roommate actually brought a servant to the school and pretended to help Tao Meng do this and that. She didn't understand China so much.
Excellent girls are independent and capable. Do you think Tao Meng doesn’t have a nanny? I deeply feel that people around the world should be allowed to know more about the breadth and depth of Chinese culture and the splendor of modern civilization, and we should not let them be too narrow-minded."
Tao Meng calmed her eyebrows and steps, and looked at Yang Jingxing: "Actually, you have already started to do it."
Yang Jingxing nodded: "This starts from my high school life..."
Tao Meng couldn't bear it: "Don't say it anymore... just tell me why, you don't have to talk about me..."
Yang Jingxing stated: "I have no intention of talking about you this time. What I want to say is that during the 10th anniversary celebration of Shangpu High School in the fall semester of 2004, the school held a grand celebration and invited the Federation of Literary and Art Circles Symphony Orchestra.
, the beautiful music deeply infected and moved me.”
Tao Meng was already angry.
Yang Jingxing tried to be sincere: "Really, that was the first time I heard a symphony orchestra perform live."
Tao Meng stood still, but felt ready to go.
Yang Jingxing probed: "Grieg's Piano Concerto in A minor, first movement..."
Tao Meng finally figured it out: "You are still making me angry!"
"What made you angry?" Yang Jingxing couldn't figure it out. "Tao Meng was so beautiful at that time and she played the piano very well."
Tao Meng shook his head, firmly disbelieving: "You never said that before."
Yang Jingxing felt that it was not too late: "Let's talk now."
Tao Meng wanted to explain seriously: "At that time, I only asked the teacher to guide me for a few hours, and there was not much time for rehearsal. I remember that the conductor was very perfunctory."
"Really?" Yang Jingxing also became angry: "This is unreasonable. Don't worry, if they want to act in my works in the future, there will be no way. It's so irresponsible."
Tao Meng wanted to be realistic: "But you definitely didn't learn music because of this."
Yang Jingxing said: "It's a lot because it accumulates bit by bit, but this is one of the impacts that I can most directly think of."
Tao Meng asked: "What else?"
To be continued...