My colleague stole my design and made me look bad in front of the goddess president.
I asked him, “What evidence? I’m sorry.
The Director-General felt that whoever did it served the company and refused to give me justice.
When he was chosen by the cooperative, the goddess pointed at me, “It is he who we want to sign.” I’m sorry.
One.
I’m a hard-working dog, working during the day and working late at night.
Last night was just a night, and today an anomaly was used to wash its face with wash-milk, clothes were packed, and the spirit was shaken.
Because today we’re having a meeting with the company A, and the president of the beautiful woman A is my secret goddess.
She will be here today.
In order to show my strength in front of everyone, the goddess noticed me, and I designed this time to do my best!
But I have to watch out for the little man, my colleague Julien.
This kid and I don’t deal with it.
The room is full of people, and the entire design team on our side is out there. On the other side is Papa A, the woman in the middle is calm and pretty and competent.
Chief Inspector Zhou gave me the first demonstration.
Ash always comes first, I understand.
The first one’s fine. I’ll let you know today.
Julien worked on the computer for half a day and said, “You’ve got a problem with the PPT, it’s not open. I’m sorry.
I’m surprised, “No, I was fine when I sent it to the director. I’m sorry.
Prior to leaving this morning, all their programmes were read by Inspector-General Zhou and then put together in Giuliinna for a single customer company.
I came from home, didn’t even come back to the company, didn’t bring my computer.
He can’t open my PPT on his computer.
He wrinkled, and said, “Then let’s get past Xiaojiang, and let’s get down to it.” I’m sorry.
And Julien looked at me, and the deceit and contempt in his eyes came to pass, and the sound opened the old PPT.
I stand up right now: “Wait! I’m sorry.
And then I went over and squeezed him out and pulled out the U-drive in the exit bag, “I have a backup. I’m sorry.
I knew this stuff was full of bad water, and it would never work out for me.
Ask your roommate for an U-drive before you go out.
He didn’t think I’d have a backhand, but he didn’t like it.
I’ve got to put the U-disk in.
♪ ♪ And ♪ ♪ And ♪ ♪ And ♪ And ♪ ♪ And ♪ And ♪ And ♪ And ♪
Four alarms.
I saw a hint of poison-killing software on my computer:
“Four security threats identified from UCD:
The hot springs of beauty.
In the wild, avi…”
A beautiful red alert, visible on the projection screen.
Silence.
Dead silence.
The darkness is not black, it’s my world’s crushing destruction…
I’m afraid to look at anyone’s face, and I can only act like nothing happened and turn off the bullet window and open the PPT on my head.
I hypnotize myself, all right, as long as I’m not embarrassed, the awkward is someone else.
But the result is that God knows what I’m talking about until I pull that damn U-disk, like a walker, back in my seat, and look up and look at the goddess across the street.
Her subordinates behind her, twisted face, almost laughed and injured inside.
I think they thought about the saddest thing in their lives.
But there was no change in the face, as if nothing had been noticed.
She said, “Good. I’m sorry.
That was the first thing she said to me.
One sentence hit my heart.
Two.
We have provided a total of three programmes this time.
After I’m done with you, Chief Inspector Zhou began to focus on Julien, who’s the chief designer, who’s talented, who’s got ideas…
Listen to me, and I’m the one who’s turning my eyes.
It’s usually not too much for the director’s ass, it’s not working well, but it’s just a fire.
Julien smiled with humility and began to demonstrate his programme.
The more I heard, the more familiar I was.
Doesn’t that mean I’m going to do a second phase of my creative work, plus his ideas, and we’re going to mix it up?
I don’t know.
The project manager across the street saw a similarity, asking: “It’s a little like the first, but it’s better.” I’m sorry.
Zhu Liin has been busy explaining: “It’s normal to have similar ideas, but we’re going different. I didn’t even see it. I’m sorry.
Words are the same as those who mix.
But whether he copied it or not is clearly not a matter of concern to the party, and they simply choose the best option.
And as to what we’re going to say, they’re not going to ask.
And there is no evidence of this and it is difficult to pursue it, and the Director General is in the middle of it.
The project manager and his subordinates discussed the merits of several programmes and were careful to consult with him.
And he did not say a word, but frowned upon the screen.
In order to give the other party room for discussion, the Director General and Julien made excuses to go to the tea room for coffee.
I can’t breathe that breath. Get up and follow.
“Julien, why are you stealing my ideas? I’m sorry.
Then he looked at me, and he exaggerated, and said: “I! Are you okay?” I’m sorry.
“Do you dare to admit it? I’m sorry.
“Are you crazy? Do you have proof? Your plan, huh? I wouldn’t be demeaning you. I’d be embarrassed to show up. Except a little creative to see, something like that. Even for a college graduate, it’s not bad. That’s it. You think I’m copying you? I’m sorry.
“I’m the one who called me a loser! I’m sorry.
He’s got a face and he wants to come over and get pulled over by the director.
“All right, cut it out. I’m sorry.
I’m angry at him, “Director General, his ideas are almost exactly the same as mine. I’m sorry.
No wonder he didn’t eat at noon the day before yesterday.
I’m suddenly glad I left my heart and I brought a backup, or my PPT wouldn’t be able to show it.
And Juliun laughed: “If you are delusional, go and cure it, and not spray it in here.” You just saw your PPT had problems, couldn’t open them, I didn’t even see them. I’m sorry.
“And I have a much better plan than you. I don’t doubt you. You yell. I’m a chief designer who has to copy your stupid design? I’m sorry.
All right, Li-in, the director plays the roundabout. I’m sorry.
I bit my teeth.
It is not on any occasion, but it is clear that the project manager, who has just been agitated, prefers the Juni programme.
If they decide to sign his design, how is it possible for our company to pursue theft without evidence?
Then I’ll be the worst.
Zhu Liin while showing me how big he is: “I am not saying that Xiaojiang is too ignorant!” I’m sorry.
“I didn’t think of him. We were a team, either I did it or he did it. I’m sorry.
“To do this, there’s a lot of noise in the client company. I’m sorry.
“It is childish for him to be involved in the short working hours, and it is selfish for him to say bad things, taking into account only his personal interests. I’m sorry.
I’m sick and sick of him. I want to page his face.
The Director General held me down for a while, trying to convince her to take us back to the conference room when we were less excited.
The project manager of the other side came back and laughed, “We talked about it and thought it was a really good idea, and I thought it could be settled. What do you think?
“Yes,” he said, “Fine designer, long sign.” I’m sorry.
“Well, that’s what I thought. The manager said to the director, “I suggest that we fix the designer, and we’ll have our design plan run by a fixed designer, and we’ll save each one of them. What do you think? I’m sorry.
I thought I’d be able to sign the next design contract, and this trip was worth it.
“Well, that’s good. Li-in is the chief designer of our company, and he’ll be the one who will be the best in the future. I’m sorry.
The group is strong enough to be their fixed designer and sign a long-term contract, amounting to holding a golden thigh. It’s written in the résumé. It’s worth a few steps!
I didn’t know Julien was so lucky.
The eyes of Julien are too harsh to hide envy.
The project manager over there asked his subordinates to prepare for the contract and to get up and shake hands with Julien.
And suddenly he looked up at him, and said, “I think you are mistaken. We’re signing, it’s Jiang Wing. I’m sorry.
3
Her voice is small, but it leaves us all on the spot.
Not just on our side, but on the other side.
And after I was shocked, the first thought came to me — she really remembered my name.
My program was set up: “The design of Jiangyan is still green, but the kernel is amazing, and it is believed that with a little grinding, it will become a fine product.”
“Look at the designer’s work, he wants too much, he wants to be sidelined, crowded, he loses his essence.
“And personally, I only support the original. I’m sorry.
I almost stood up and applauded her last cutter!
She saw it!
She knew that Julien was a thief, and pointed it out without mercy.
She’s really smart, hot eyes and blood!
Julien tried to defend himself, but was pulled over by Inspector-General.
At this point, it would be unwise and pointless to argue with clients.
The Director General is not a fool to offend his client for an innocent subordinate.
As long as the list is signed, who matters.
The Director-General was so busy, he laughed, he said, “Yijiang is also a very good designer, a new generation that our company has focused on and is very capable. I’m sure it will be a pleasure to work with him. I’m sorry.
Speaking, the subordinates have brought up the contract.
I look at the white and black words before me, and I can’t look back.
I’m a first-time designer. Can I really sign this big list?
Can I really do it? What if she was wrong about me? What if I don’t meet her expectations? Will she be disappointed in me?
The pen was on paper and I hesitated.
Maybe it was my frustration that suddenly said:
“The most important thing for design is never the experience of seniority, but the light that grips you and holds you to heart, doesn’t follow the wind, doesn’t blindly. It is not for the people to be left alone. I’m sorry.
I’m surprised to look up.
Her voice was calm and gentle, and her eyes were filled with encouragement and firm eyes on me.
My head was buzzing, like a bowl of chicken blood.
At this moment, I think I can fuck the whole world!
No more hesitation, hands up and down, and the name is spilled.
Giulien looked red and his back teeth were almost broken.
By the end of the meeting, I had deliberately waited for everyone to leave and then followed up with thanks.
“Don’t thank me. You did a good job. I’m sorry.
The first time I spoke to her alone, it made me nervous: “I’m happy to have your approval, more than anything.” I’m sorry.
She smiled: “There will be a lot of new products coming out, and that’s why I signed up for a fixed designer.” After that, the river designer will have to worry. I’m sorry.
“should be. I’ll do my best to make you like it! I’m sorry.
Well, I mean the work…
The ambiguity in her words has given her a glimpse.
She didn’t say anything. Nod off.
The fragrance of the fragrance is scattered in the air, if not.
I watched her back: “Next time, I’ll make a better plan. I’m sorry.
She looked back at me, “Next time, change the U-drive. I’m sorry.
4
Julien was frustrated and returned to the company, where he became more obstinate and even insinuated.
I really don’t want any more faces.
But I don’t have time to talk to him because it’s gonna be seven nights soon.
A new piece of jewelry will be launched on the seventh day of the evening, and advertisements will be posted simultaneously in major media. So I had to make an advertising programme to the satisfaction of the group before that.
I’ve been running meetings more and more, and I know sometimes that it is not necessary, just to see more and to appear before her.
And every time the results were presented, I was concerned that they were not being done well enough to satisfy her.
After several grindings, the final plan was finalized and the filming and production followed up on schedule.
I’m finally relieved.
On the evening of the seventh, the ad went online and went well.
We’re going to have dinner at noon.
When people were talking about where to eat, their phone rings.
She picked it up and looked like she was.
I noticed her change, and I was worried, and I quietly approached her.
When she put her cell phone on the table and her hands were shaking a little bit, and she calmed her emotions for a while, she said to her assistant, “Select a good restaurant and help everyone, I’ll pay for it.” I don’t want to go until noon. I’m sorry.
I’m not moving to her and I’m looking for a chance to look after her.
But she didn’t want to hear her assistant laugh, “Are you going to see Zilong?” Are you going to propose? I’m sorry.
I’ll be right there.
She didn’t say anything. She laughed and left in a hurry.
I sorted out the moods and asked the assistant in as normal a way as possible: “Who is Zilong?” I’m sorry.
She looked at me like, “Oh, the total boyfriend.” I’m sorry.
“She has a boyfriend. I’m sorry.
“How fresh. It’s not normal to be so beautiful and rich and capable without a boyfriend. They’re about to get married…”
She said something like cold water on the head, and I was so cold.
I should have thought of it…
She’s such a good woman. She’s got a lot of men chasing her. Why would I think I had a chance? And she felt good about herself and guessed if she was a little fond of me.
These days, I know she’s good to me, just because she’s good. She treats people in good faith, is good to her subordinates, is responsible and short to protect.
It’s her, not me!
It was I who wanted to make a distinction between her maintenance and her appreciation of me, and thought she was different from me.
The deep sense of loss is pouring into the heart.
I suddenly felt like I had a feeling of being in front of her every day, asking for attention and thinking that she looked at me more than a jumper.
She’s working every day as the CEO of the Band-Aid Group, and I’m probably a dog’s tail grass in her entire pale universe, a dog’s tail grass that can’t be seen in the eye, and that’s not easy to dance with.
I wonder if she’s gonna think I’m confused?
On the way back to the company, all the ads I made on the streets, a sad but beautiful love story, especially on this day.
I want to cry.
The cell phone rang. It was a tweet from my bad roommate asking me to go to the bar after work.
I said, “Do you know that it’s the seventh night?”
He said, “I know.”
I’m: Valentine’s Day. You asked me to the bar? I’m just rotting at home and I’m not going to a bar with you.
He’s: Fabulous. Girls are of super high quality.
I: Address.
I don’t know.
On his way back to the company, he had to face Julien’s euphoria. But I’ve just suffered from love, falling from heaven to hell, like a dead man with no spirit on his table. He’s also a fog.
You get off work and meet your roommate and go straight to the bar.
It’s the 7th Eve, it’s crowded, it’s impossible to walk.
We sat down at the bar, just ordered two drinks, and the roommate’s eyes have been scanned.
All of a sudden he’s stuck and he’s ripping me off like, “Look over there, fuck, there’s a pretty girl! I’m sorry.
I look to his hands to see the past, with only one body in shape, and a woman in a hammock is sitting in a booth not far away.
It’s a pretty girl!
I suddenly felt something strange, familiar and strange.
She sat there alone, drinking a glass of wine, attracted the attention of the men who were already moving around.
At that time, a man handed over a glass of wine and she turned around to see him.
The side of the face is beautiful, but the eyes are very cold opposite to the sexy dress.
At first glance, I’m stunned.
That’s…
Tsang?
5
It took me ten minutes to digest this shocking fact.
That sexy, beautiful woman is really Azu.
Not to say that she is usually unbelievably beautiful, but she is at work, and she is never very nice or even a little cold, and it’s not easy to speak to her.
I’ve never seen her like this.
And why is she not with her boyfriend?
I suddenly thought of the unusual reaction at noon when she received the message.
Did something happen to stimulate her?
There were a couple of men who came around and tried to buy her a drink.
Her face began to get tired of being indifferent and wanted to get up and go, but was blocked by a man.
I was in a hurry, and I was in a hurry.
I’m sorry I’m late. I’m sorry.
She saw me, she was surprised, and heard me and immediately understood that I was trying to free her.
And suddenly she took my arm: “It’s okay. Let’s move to another place. It’s too noisy. I’m sorry.
She stood up and she almost fell.
I couldn’t wait to think about it.
She didn’t resist my approach.
I didn’t drink, but suddenly I fainted, my mind buzzed, my heart beat.
She got her out of the bar and she just drank a lot of wine, and the wind blew her up.
I put up with the beating heart and found her car and took her in.
She gave a vague address, then pointed out the keys to the car in the handbag, saying, “Thank you. I’m sorry.
Is that what you want me to do?
I’m glad.
Fortunately, I didn’t drink today.
Fortunately, I just got my driver’s license.
She lived in a villa, and I parked the car in the garage and took her to her house after sleeping.
She’s got a big house, I’ve found a room, put her in place, and I’ve got a wash towel to wash her face.
Fearing to wake her up, I put my strength in the least and slowly wiped her forehead and cheek.
She rarely shows such a quiet and gentle face to me, which is even more moved by the different style of a calm career in the workplace.
It’s a delicate atmosphere, and my brain is beginning to think undirected.
And my hands were shaking, and when I took back my eyes and turned back to her face, I saw…
When she opened her eyes, she was lost looking at me.
My breath stopped in an instant as if all the air had been pumped out. The lips are shaking, trying to explain, but half of the syllable is not coming out.
Four eyes against one another, silent.
I feel like the whole world is holding on when she suddenly talks.
She said, “Do you like it?”
Six.
I can’t describe in words the shock of that moment.
The brain completely burned the machine, and I couldn’t react, except for the eyes.
And suddenly she rises and kneels.
“You like it, don’t you? That’s why you betrayed me! I’m sorry.
Her emotions got a little excited and her fingers touched the zipper.
“You like sexy women. Okay, I can be sexy. Didn’t you meet her at that bar? Me too. I’m 100 times prettier than her. All the men are around me! I’m sorry.
She said that her chin began to tremble, her lips were tight and her tears fell from her eyes.
“But when they were so kind to me, I suddenly felt so ridiculous what I was doing, why would I do it for you, what would I prove? Prove you’re wrong? Prove I’m actually charming?
“You cheated, I broke up. You’re wrong. Why am I sad?
“You don’t deserve this! I’m sorry.
Break up?
I suddenly caught the point in her chain of accounts.
She just broke up?
After a short loop, I reacted.
Must have been the noon text. Someone told her about Zilong’s cheating.
It could even be from that woman.
So her whole face changed.
She left in a hurry at noon, either to find Qiqi, or to see for herself, or in any case to prove that he had cheated.
She couldn’t take it, she broke up.
I can’t believe my boyfriend cheated on a sexy, cheap woman.
This caused her to be sad and unsatisfied and, in order to prove her charm, to buy a sexy hammock that did not fit her character and to go to the bar alone and get drunk.
I guess that’s what it is.
That’s why she doesn’t know this dress so well. The zipper’s stuck in a critical position.
I even kind of wanted to help her.
But at this point in time, it is immoral.
Even though I have no morals.
But I don’t want her to wake up and hate me.
I took a breath and suddenly held her shoulder, turned her over to the bed and came closer.
She looked at me, and her pupils shrunk.
I crossed her and reached out to get the blanket by the pillow.
She was staring at me for a moment.
“Get some sleep. Wake up is a new day. I’m sorry.
I put the blanket on her, put up with it or didn’t I put up with it, reached out and wiped the tears off her face: “I’ll be right outside and call out to me.” I’m sorry.
I leaned on the couch and made it midnight, and I didn’t sleep much. I turn off the lights with my hands, the senses in the dark get sharper, and I can smell her scent.
Close your eyes and sink into tenderness, as if you were holding her in your arms.
Half a dream and half a dream is full of desolation…
The next day she woke up and her door was still closed.
I walked to the door and was ready to take a look and leave. The hand just held the handle and the door was opened from inside.
We were both shocked.
She looked at me and looked at me from the beginning, to surprise, to memories, to shock, to embarrassment, to extreme complexity…
I think she remembered everything last night.
“You. I’m sorry.
“I am. I’m sorry.
“You say. I’m sorry.
“You say. I’m sorry.
At the same time, the atmosphere is more embarrassing.
“You were drunk last night and I sent you back. I’m sorry.
“Well, excuse me, please. I’m sorry.
“It’s okay, it should be. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I don’t know what else to say, but it’s quiet again.
She was also wearing that sexy hammock dress, with some uncomfortable covering her chest.
I was busy looking at it.
“Well, that’s all right. I’ll be right back…”
“Good, good. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
7
It’s not my fault I didn’t know. After that day, I felt as if I had been left behind by accident.
Every time she went to the country, she was less and less likely to see her, and she was moving away from programme meetings.
I asked her assistant to tell me that there was always too much to do and that when the project team came in, she had to withdraw and focus on other tasks. Our programme design will be followed up by the project manager at the last meeting.
I almost stopped seeing her in the project group.
I do not know if that was the case with her original programme of work, but the feeling that she is moving away from and away from my world is making it a little difficult for me.
I can’t help but complain about my own claims and push us even further away from our already distant relationship.
I’m surprised it’s not over yet, but it’s a new and terrible thing.
The Director-General was promoted to other departments, the position of the Director-General of Design was empty, and he had not forgotten to promote Julien.
So now Julien is the design director — my top boss.
After a weekly meeting, which brought together the work in hand, Julien threw a stack of folders in front of me.
“The projects are yours. I’m sorry.
I looked up to him and said, “I’m also going to do the design, and I’m afraid there’s no time. I’m sorry.
He didn’t laugh: “The big customers do it, and the small ones don’t do it. As you know, you’re the best in the department to take down the design with a hard-on. The greater the responsibility, the greater the capacity. I’m sorry.
He took a photo of the folder, and his tone was irrefutable: “It’s hard for you. But don’t worry, I’ll help you as leader. I’m sorry.
I’m in the middle of something, and the grandson’s still trying to steal it.
I deliberately increased my workload, and once my quality had declined, he immediately took advantage of it, in the name of his help, infiltrated the infestation project and finally kicked me out.
I quickly opened up the team and saw that the Director General had withdrawn, and that Julien had been pulled into the group, perfected to take his place and had a great deal of fun with the manager of the project…
At night, my colleagues at the department discussed a dinner to celebrate Giulien’s promotion.
They’re all in the business, they don’t get too stiff in the face, they’re in the cup room, and some people are starting to kiss Julien’s ass.
I’ve had two drinks, I’ve seen it, and I’m ready to leave.
Julien suddenly stood up and blocked my way.
“The river is a very capable young man. He’s drunk, he’s tripping and he doesn’t know if he’s really drunk.
“Come on, let’s go. I’m counting on you to work. I’m sorry.
I’m not moving, I’m going to lift my feet: “I really have to go first, I’ll drink next time.” I’m sorry.
He also kept telling me that, as I was about to pass by him, he suddenly got excited, and he danced his hand and gave me a glass, and I stretched out my hand and he waved his arms.
Nobody saw what was going on, and suddenly a slap, even-handed, slammed my face.
Pop! I’m sorry.
The crumbs of the slaps left everyone here for a moment.
Then I was struck by a slap, and We smote for two seconds, and the fire came up, and he was called.
They stopped me in the middle.
“Drink, Zhu is drunk and careless. I’m sorry.
The son of a bitch, Julien, just pretended to be drunk on the table. He just knows the big guy’s gonna stop him.
I was caught in the middle of my hand, and I was on fire, and I yelled at Giulien, “I quit!” Don’t fuck with me! I’m sorry.
I broke a bottle next to him, and Julien was scared of a ghost.
I can’t even look at him again.
No matter how tough they are, if they want to resign, they fall.
8
When the night was windy, and after a half-night blow, I recovered my senses.
The resignation was an agitation. But now that Julien is my boss, I’ll be sick to death every day if I don’t leave. He’ll try and torture me.
He can do it even with a drunk slap. What else he can’t do.
I couldn’t help but sighing.
I lost the project.
Love is gone, business is gone.
I’m probably a piece of shit, and I can’t take it.
Everything’s fucked up.
I fell on the pastures of the river’s embankment and looked at the lights on the opposite shore for a long time, until a single lamp went out.
I don’t know what they’re living in the back of every window, if they’re alone like me.
I closed my eyes, held back the tears of the waste, finally pulled out my cell phone and e-mailed my resignation, and took off the 15 days of annual leave accumulated.
I gave myself a big break, lying dead at home every day, playing games, taking delivery.
The roommates come and see me before they leave. Make sure I’m alive.
After having been so fucked up for a couple of days, he suddenly got a call from the Chief of Police.
What’s wrong with you? What’s all this stuff? I’m sorry.
I was close to Tsang, and we were pretty close to her assistant, so she spoke to me more directly, not officially.
“I didn’t give the plan. I said:
“Ah?” she was wondering, “It was submitted by Director Zhu. Our project manager presented it to Zhang. I’ve always looked straight at my head, two or three times in a row, so I’d like to tell you so you can watch out. Well, it’s been a long time since we’ve been so busy. I’m sorry.
And We explained, “It wasn’t me, but perhaps Julien did it himself. He kicked me out of the project. I’m sorry.
“Ah! Why? What’s he got?” I’m sorry.
‘Cause I quit. I’m sorry.
“What? “Why did you quit?”
“No, it’s embarrassing. I’m sorry.
“What the hell happened? I’m sorry.
I’ll be brief about Julien.
“You’re afraid it’s not a six.” You’re always called designer. You’re always pissed off. I’m sorry.
She hung up after that.
Ten minutes later, Tsang called.
I saw her name on the screen and my heart was shaking like a cell phone.
She’s on the phone.
“Why resign?”
For the first time in so many days, when I heard her voice, I was a little defensive.
“I am…”
I don’t know what to say, open my mouth and shut up.
She waited for a moment, and suddenly lamented: “If it were because of what happened on that day, you would have no fear. I am not a public or a private person, and this will not affect our cooperation.” I’m sorry.
“No,” I was so busy explaining, “I couldn’t do it because I couldn’t handle my co-worker. I’m sorry.
She was silent for a while and she said, “I know. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
After I hung up on the phone, I lost sight of it, and I had no idea.
At the end of my annual leave in a few days, I intend to go back to the company and check out.
The Department of Personnel has asked me to wait, because the company has changed significantly and they have no way of working with me.
A major change?
What major changes?
I can’t think. I have to go back to work and pack up.
But instead of the notice, it’s the boss of the company and…
Tsang?
9
“Stop your work. I have an announcement. “This is Ms. Zhang, the president of the Band-Aids Group, who is believed to be no stranger.
“The Luang Gang is very good to us, has acquired our company, and from now on we are part of the Luang Gang.
“Specific internal structure adjustments will be formally notified later. It was to be hoped that the good news would inspire the spirit and achieve better results. I’m sorry.
Why did you suddenly enter? I can’t believe it’s not a sign, it’s a quick move and no news. And what’s the point of looking at a small design company like ours?
The boss waved to Julien, and he came up.
“Mr. Zun, this is Director-General Julien of our design department, who is responsible for all of the design department’s programmes and has produced a lot of good work, and I’m sure we’ll be happy to work with our project department later. I’m sorry.
Zhu Liin smiled and just reached out and shook his hand, but heard the silence saying:
“You’re fired. I’m sorry.
His smile was flat and his face was not convincing: “Why are you dismissed?”
“Steal the beams and break the contract. You know what you’ve done. I don’t say it in front of everyone. I’m giving you a face. I’m sorry.
Pack up and don’t come tomorrow. I’m sorry.
“I’ve been at the company for eight years, I’ve paid so much, I’m fired!” I’m sorry.
The security guard immediately went up and stopped him.
“I’m the boss. “I’ll give you N+1’s severance benefit just because you’re an old employee.” I’m sorry.
She suddenly looked at me and said, “From now on, you’re in charge of design, and I’ll return the letter of resignation. I’m sorry.
When I was called by her name, she was still unconscious. I haven’t recovered from the acquisitions and dismissals, and suddenly I was hit by a gold pie.
I thought I was going to be abandoned by love and career, but suddenly the situation turned sharp!
Not only did the goddess not abandon me, but rather gave me a bad breath.
Of course, I understand that she’s not for me, but it doesn’t in any way affect my mind that there are so many flaunts of flowers that I dance happily.
After taking over the entire design team, I was so full of ambition that I wanted to hit the entire design community for the goddess.
I began to report directly to my predecessor that there was no longer anyone in the middle, that she was seen every day, that I met with her and discussed with her, that the time with her increased and that my world was once again full of hope.
I worked hard every night until three or more hours, and in order to achieve results and stay with her longer.
For several months, I led the design team into three teams to deal with different products, working day and night.
There were only two things in my world, programs and past.
I grew up fast, caught every moment of inspiration, went crazy.
I’ve designed a whole series of advertising programmes, which are rounded up.
Every time a new product comes out, it’s a commercial I designed. The synergy between good products and good publicity, combined with a multiplier effect, has made every new product that has become hotter and more promising than the previous one.
My creative simulator sells hot, and my stock goes up, and it brings me to the hot first-line designer, and my reputation goes up.
Shortly after, I received a phone call from a very enthusiastic agent of singer Zhang who wanted to ask me to cooperate.
On my way to work, the car was parked in front of me.
“Get in, I’ll go with you. I’m sorry.
I met my favorite singer Zhang at the top of the landmark building and her girlfriend’s summer screening.
“I’m sorry, I just got back from the field, and I know I’m meeting you,” and he was embarrassed to watch the summer screening, “but I really wanted to see it, and I didn’t want to miss dinner with her, so I asked you to come here.” Please don’t mind. I’m sorry.
And when the stench of sourness came upon me, We could not help but look at that which was by my eyes, and suddenly my heart fell in love with him.
“All right, all right. I really do understand.
Zhang laughed: “I saw your ads, and I love it, and I didn’t expect one day to follow them.” I think those emotions are very delicate and real, and I’m particularly moved, so I’d like to invite you to do my new album and design a series of plays. I’m sorry.
I didn’t think he’d made such an offer!
Working with a red singer means my career is at an all-time high.
I couldn’t get excited and talk to him.
“Let them talk, let’s go pick another bar.” I’m sorry.
I couldn’t help but look at them, and I saw them holding hands, standing on the stairwell, talking while they were drinking. The picture was nice and cozy, but it was the same as the first time.
They seem to be talking about something and suddenly look at me. I was panicking, I turned my eyes, and I couldn’t help feeling like they were talking about me.
About me?
Why do women talk about men?
I can’t help but think.
Zhang looked at me and smiled and said, “Why do you look at your story as if you were looking at my own story? I’m sorry.
“Go for it, brother. I’m sorry.
I’ll take care of it, and I’ll take a cup with him. I’m sorry.
10
After dinner, I sent Zeng back.
When I arrived in her neighborhood, I insisted on sending her downstairs under the pretext of being too late and insecure.
In fact, she’s got the best security in her neighborhood, the biggest insecurity.
Walking side by side, seeing shadows slowly stretches. The moon is so beautiful that I can’t keep my head from getting drunk.
I put my hand in the pocket and I touched the little box that was ready for me, “Sun, I…”
“Yeah. I’m sorry.
I haven’t said anything yet. I was interrupted by the man who came in.
She’s wrinkled when she sees people. I’m sorry.
My heart beat. Is that him? An ex-boyfriend, the man who made her cry late at night and went to the bar to get drunk.
He came to her and looked at me. I’m sorry.
I didn’t know how to react, holding on to the finger of the small box.
They… did they get back together?
“What are you doing here?” She’s quiet.
“I’m sorry, I know you’re still mad at me, it’s my fault, it’s just that I’m confused and I’ve broken up with her, and only once, really, I swear you’re alone in my heart. Well, I can’t really without you. I’m sorry.
He said he wanted to catch his hand, but she escaped.
“I can’t get in touch with you this time. I’d rather stab myself twice! I always remember the past…”
With his tears he had spoken about the past and tried to impress her with remorse and memories, to turn her back.
I can’t help feeling nervous.
I’ve seen what was sad about him, if she hasn’t dropped it, if she can’t leave it, if she still has him in her heart.
If she does shake, choose to forgive him…
Then I’ll have no chance.
I’m anxious. I don’t know how to say it.
And when he was staring at him, he said, “Did you not just ask who he was? I’m sorry.
She looked at me, and there was a little bit of tension in her eyes. I’m sorry.
My heart beats like a drum, I bite my teeth, I die!
“Yes, I have something for you. I’m sorry.
I pulled out the jewelry box that I was crushing and handed it to her.
She was confused, opened the box, and the gems overflowed.
“What’s this? She looked up and surprised me.
“On the 7th Eve, the ring was set out in the name of fate. This is the first time that we have done it together, and it is the beginning of our story, and it means a great deal to me.
“So I’ve always wanted to give you this ring.
I looked at her, “I want to be your destiny.” I’m sorry.
She’s moving and she doesn’t hesitate to reach out to me.
I took off the ring and put it on her finger.
After all this, my brain is blank, and I don’t know what to do but laugh.
She grabbed my arm and waved the ring in front of Zilong.
“Now I’m telling you clearly that Jiang Wing is my boyfriend and I like him.
“So don’t ever come to me again. I’m sick of what you just said. I’m sorry.
He got ugly, looked at her, looked at me again, and finally, he got angry.
I couldn’t help but ask him, “Is what you just said true?” I’m sorry.
She said to me, “What about you?” I’m sorry.
I could have sworn, “It’s true, every word is true.” I’m sorry.
She couldn’t help but laugh and wonder, “When did you prepare this gift?” I’m sorry.
“It was bought that day of the seventh anniversary. I’m sorry.
She’s a little surprised, “What have you been waiting for so long?” I’m sorry.
And when she mentioned it, I found it hard: “You’ve been alienating me since the night of the seventh night. I’m sorry.
“I didn’t, I was just a mess.”
“I’ve just ended a relationship, and I’m hurt, and I didn’t want to start a new relationship right now, and you’re so recklessly breaking into my world, and you want me to see you and break my heart. I don’t know what to do with your relationship, but I can’t help but think of you. I’m sorry.
“What now?” I ask.
“Imbecile,” she stretches out her hand and shows me the ring, “Don’t you all lock me in? I’m sorry.
I smiled, too.
“What am I supposed to give you back when I receive such a valuable gift? I’m sorry.
I just wanted to say no, but I heard her say, “Do you have anything you want?” I’m sorry.
As soon as I thought about something, buried in my heart, I came out uneasy.
“Yes, there is something I want…”
“What?” she asked.
“I want to see you wear that thong again. I’m sorry.
She turned red and walked away, and her voice was gruesome:
“You dream!”
I bent my back and ran up.
It’s okay. It’s a long day! Record number: YX11QL8jw9j
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
