In the nanny's car, both Liu Hui and Meng Jiarui looked ugly.

"I didn't expect Zhang Tianyue to be so capable. Not only did she join hands with the Starlight Group, but she also joined forces with Wal-Mart Hotel! She is young and has too many connections."

"Contacting a shooting location is considered a skill? To put it this way, you are much more capable than her!" Meng Jiarui's tone was a little anxious.

"There's no one else here, so don't show off." Liu Hui pulled off Meng Jiarui's paper tiger mask: "After all, we are colleagues, but you really don't find anything different about her from ordinary people?"

“Do you know the situation of your colleagues’ families in the company?”

"The knot is so deep, you haven't even touched his pulse, no wonder you lost!" Liu Hui squinted at Meng Jiarui with his small eyes in disgust: "As the old saying goes, the person who knows you best is always your enemy!"

Meng Jiarui retorted speechlessly, but his heart was in turmoil. Remembering that he felt aggrieved and unjust at the beginning, he had lost to Zhang Tianyue from the very beginning.

Meng Jiarui joined Tiancheng Advertising Company after graduating from university. He worked hard and had good luck. Others were on a three-month probationary period, but he was admitted one month in advance and became a full-time employee. In just six months, he not only received the Progressive Employee Award

, and also got the opportunity to be responsible for the project alone.

After receiving recognition, Meng Jiarui was in full swing. His manager quietly told him that his superiors planned to promote him to team leader and lead the entire design department, and asked him to perform well.

That was the best news Meng Jiarui heard in Tiancheng, but it was also the beginning of his downfall in Tiancheng. Because a few days later, the manager quietly told him that there was already another candidate for the team leader, who was directly appointed from above. I heard it was a

A recent graduate from overseas.

On the day the new team leader took office, the legendary mysterious returnee did not appear. Instead, an intern came to the office. The manager assigned Meng Jiarui to teach the little girl well.

The little girl smiled sweetly, her ponytail swayed as she walked, and she was youthful and energetic.

Meng Jiarui asked her: "What is your name?"

The little girl smiled and replied: "Call me Xiaotian."

Meng Jiarui: "Which day?"

The little girl raised her index finger and pointed to the roof: "The sky."

After saying that, she tilted her head and smiled: "Actually, I prefer Tim who contributes more."

Meng Jiarui thought to himself that it was not the same as his previous name, so he smiled and asked, "Why would a girl like this kind of name?"

The little girl put away her smile and said seriously: "You are blessed to have children and grandchildren."

Adding children and grandchildren? How old are you? Meng Jiarui couldn't help but touch the little girl's head. She is such an adorable child.

Unexpectedly, Xiaotian disappeared a week later, and the person who replaced her in the office was Zhang Tianyue, the new design team leader. Meng Jiarui thought he had seen a ghost. Except for short hair and clothes, this new team leader was no different from Xiaotian.

Meng Jiarui still remembers the first words Team Leader Zhang said to him: "Meng Tianzi, come to my office."

At that time, he didn't have time to think carefully about why the new team leader knew his previous name. He was just anxious to count how many bad things he had said about the new team leader to Xiaotian in the past week.

In fact, Meng Jiarui is a flexible person. He plans to sincerely apologize to the new team leader. After all, his future depends on her.

But the new team leader didn't give him a chance. When he entered the team leader's office, Zhang Tianyue held his hands on his chest, leaned back on his desk, and said coldly with an expression that didn't take him seriously: "I know you

If you don't obey me, feel free to come over in the future. No matter what tricks you use, I, Zhang Tianyue, will accept them all."

Meng Jiarui immediately tore up the apology he had prepared. He pointed to the office chair and accepted the invitation from his new boss: "Little girl, you won't be able to sit in this position for a long time."

Meng Jiarui has a temper that grows stronger with frustration. Although the consequences of confronting his boss are obvious, Zhang Tianyue really stimulated his desire to fight. Although his life in Tiancheng became more and more frustrating, he enjoyed it.

If it hadn't been for something happening at home, Meng Jiarui would never have left Tiancheng. He and Zhang Tianyue haven't decided the winner yet.

When the nanny car arrived at Yunding Villa, it was already dark. Several lights were installed in the orchard and tea mountain, and they were all turned on at this time.

Being in the villa, Meng Jiarui couldn't tell whether he felt love or resentment: Although he regretted giving up painting, he was not sad. After all, he really liked advertising. But in order to keep the villa, the place where he grew up, he had to

Don’t completely give up on your dream.

Meng Jiarui walked to the corner of the orchard's wooden shed, took out his cigarettes and lighter from the old place, and absentmindedly sat down on the wooden steps. He needed to be quiet.

Zhang Tianyue seemed to be different from the moment she appeared. That woman made it clear that she wanted to deal with him, even if he wanted to deceive himself.

There is no such thing as hate without reason, so what is the problem?

Meng Jiarui exhaled heavily and opened the cigarette box, only to find that the box was empty. Meng Qiang is not a big smoker. He can smoke a pack of cigarettes for two or three days. There was still more than half of it in the cigarette box last night. Could it be that his father also encountered something troublesome?

Already?

Meng Jiarui took out his wallet. There was not much money in it, so he stuffed it all into the cigarette case.

Meng Jiarui stood up and walked to the corner of the branch to put the cigarette case back in place. Suddenly he saw a dark shadow flashing past the grape vine trellis.

"Who! Who is there?!" Meng Jiarui shouted.

He took out his mobile phone and checked the time. It was almost 12 o'clock, and the workers in the villa had gone home long ago.

Meng Jiarui picked up the shovel beside the small wooden shed and ran to the grape field.

Meng Jiarui walked around under the grape vines for a long time without seeing a single figure. Suddenly, the figure under the Huamei spiral staircase during the day flashed in his mind. Could it be that the illegitimate fan followed him home?

It was pitch dark all around, with the wind blowing and the leaves rustling. The branches of the peach and pear trees nearby were swaying wildly, and the shadows on the ground were like ghosts. Meng Jiarui shuddered and looked back at his small courtyard. There was bright light in the building.

With the light on, Meng Jiarui screamed inwardly, threw away the shovel and ran home.

Tian Yawen was sitting on the sofa, with a worried look on her face: the old lady didn't scold her all day long, and looked at her face everywhere; she wasn't allowed to work in the fields, or go into the kitchen to cook;

Instead of stopping her, the husband helped the old lady to please her. When things go wrong, there must be a monster.

Tian Yawen is still thinking about the email from the United States. She hopes that the email is not an advertisement, but...

The sound of Meng Jiarui entering the room interrupted her contemplation. Seeing her youngest son coming back, Tian Yawen was very surprised: "Why are you back? Is your work not going well?"

After Meng Jiarui officially entered the entertainment industry, he moved to the residence prepared for him by the company. He usually did not have time to go home. Only when he encountered problems and pressure, he would rush home after work, usually in the middle of the night.

.

My younger son has only been back to work for two days, and he has been back to Yunding Villa for two days in a row.

"Mom, is there something going on at home?" Meng Jiarui asked without answering. My father smoked so many cigarettes and my mother was up most of the night, so there must be something wrong.

Tian Yawen smiled and was about to speak when suddenly a man's miserable scream came from outside. The mother and son hurriedly ran to the door. Just as they opened the door, Meng Zhicheng's scream came from the distance again.
Chapter completed!