Chapter One Hundred and Fifty: The Boss and Employees Broke Up Together
Mr. Qian, got on the CEO's exclusive elevator. Qian Junxi's face was full of haggard, with green stubble appearing faintly. His whole person looked embarrassed and lifeless. After sorting himself out in the mirror of the elevator, Qian Junyan
Yan tightened his tie, and with a beep, the elevator had arrived. He walked out of the elevator with long legs and entered the president's office.
The time was half past eight in the morning, and she arrived late today. Qian Junxiang frowned. Normally, Miss Yang would have arrived early at about eight o'clock, but today, he just passed by her office and found that no one was there.
. Pressed the intercom number, but no one answered the call. Qian Junxiang frowned slightly. Miss Yang was never a person who would be late. Did something happen today?
After a long time, there was a knock on the office door, and Qian Junyan's low and hoarse voice said, "Come in."
The door was opened, and I poked my head in. When I saw their CEO in front of the desk, I automatically lowered my head and didn't dare to look at him. Instead of Miss Yang, Qian Junxiang's frown deepened and her thin lips uttered a sigh.
, the voice was cold but with concern, "Where's Miss Yang, why didn't you come today?"
The clerk had a pair of handsome and evil eyes, and he stammered when he spoke, "Back to Qian... Mr. Qian, Miss Yang didn't come to work today. It is said... It is said..." She hesitated.
Qian Junxiang glanced over with a cold look, "If you have anything to say, just say it. Don't hesitate. What happened to Miss Yang?"
The young employee was frightened and became bolder. He raised his head and chest and said: "Mr. Qian, it is said that Miss Yang was abandoned by his boyfriend yesterday, so, so, today -"
Abandonment, this word pierced Qian Junyan's heart. His eyes dimmed, and he waved his hands and said, "Well, I understand. You can go down and tell Miss Yang not to come to work today."
The young employee let out a loud breath and tiptoed out of the office. When the door closed, Qian Junxiang took a deep breath and snuggled his tall body into the leather sofa. It's really ridiculous. The boss is heartbroken, and the employees are also heartbroken.
The paper pages on the table were rustled by the wind blowing from the floor-to-ceiling windows. Qian Junxiang closed his eyes, his handsome face was full of exhaustion. Unexpectedly, he felt a shadow blocking the light above his head. Qian Junxiang suddenly
Opening her eyes, Miss Yang stood upright in front of him in a black outfit. Thick glasses covered her eyes. She was holding a cup of coffee in her hand, because Qian Junyan always drank it in the morning.
A cup of coffee habit.
Miss Yang brought the coffee to his desk as naturally as usual, with no trace of pain after a broken love on his serious face.
"Why are you here? Didn't I ask you to rest today?" Qian Junxiang was shocked and picked up the coffee on the table and sipped it carefully.
Miss Yang cleverly covered her red and swollen eyes with black-rimmed glasses, but her voice was obviously not as clear as before, "Qian Shao, if nothing happens, I'll go down first." She turned around and was about to leave, her hand almost reaching her.
When he reached for the doorknob, Qian Junyan's voice suddenly sounded from behind him, "Miss Yang, it's over now, don't think too much about it." Qian Junyan said in a very arrogant manner in relation to his situation. A trace of emotion slipped through his heart.
Painful, he drank all the coffee in the coffee cup in one gulp. Today's coffee was bitter than before. Was it because there was no sugar, or was it a psychological effect? He didn't think too much about getting ready to work, but he never said a word.
Miss Yang suddenly turned around and asked him something specious. "Qian Shao, have you ever been in love?"
Qian Junxiang's hand paused when he put down the coffee cup, and a bitter smile slid across the corner of his lips. He thought of that woman, the woman who tried his best to love, and finally said slowly: "Yes, and I still love her now."
Yes, but -" he laughed at himself, "the woman I love doesn't need my love."
"Are you talking about Miss Tian?" Miss Yang suddenly took off her thick black-rimmed glasses. Her red and swollen eyes showed how sad she was. Her face was very fair and delicate, even though she had never seen her true face.
Qian Junyan was stunned. "Yes," Qian Junyan still hesitated to answer even though he felt a little bitter after hearing the name.
Maybe it was because he really needed to find someone to vent his pain, or maybe he met someone who had the same problem. Miss Yang lost his usual seriousness and looked at Qian Junxiang's eyes with some honesty and self-deprecation, "Now probably everyone in the company knows it.
Right! I was abandoned by my boyfriend again. Haha, I always thought that as long as you hold on to what you want, those things will be yours, but love, it turns out, is not a wait-and-see concept." She stood in black beside the floor-to-ceiling window.
Her hair was unruly and a little less eye-catching. Looking at her lonely back, Qian Junxiang felt a sense of desolation in her heart. She got up from the swivel chair, and his tall figure cast a long shadow by the floor-to-ceiling window.
The corner of Qian Junxiang's mouth was a little bitter, and both of them looked at the sky quietly. After a while, she stopped talking, but Qian Junxiang choked and opened his lips and said: "Miss Yang, tell me, if you like
The person doesn't like you, so what should you do? Do everything you can to keep her by your side, or let her go." He said the last few words extremely slowly.
There was no real difference between them as superiors and subordinates, so she tilted her head to look at him, then looked at the sky outside the window, and murmured: "I have never loved someone so much, and I have always thought of everything.
There is a way to tie him to you, but I didn’t know until yesterday that he already has a woman he likes outside. They have been dating for half a year. He told me personally that he doesn’t love me at all.
He told me that he loved that woman, and he said he had never seen a woman more domineering than me..." miss Yang Xu rambled on, and finally cried, Qian Junyan sighed and patted her shoulder
, thinking of his tyranny, his tyranny, Tian Seyu's tears, and everything he had brought to her, he said one word at a time with difficulty: "What happened next?"
"Later," Miss Yang stared blankly, and gently raised his hand and put it in front of his eyes, watching the sun jumping between his fingers, watching the breeze blowing through his fingertips, and his voice was like breathing.
, "Later, we broke up, and I let him go and let him pursue his own happiness." Her voice was soft, like a feather, ruffling Qian Junyan's heart, and his body trembled, not daring to
He looked back at her with confidence and saw tears streaming down her face, "You just let him go. Didn't you say you like him?"
Miss Yang retracted her fingers and curled her lips, "Love is like air. The tighter you hold on, the faster it escapes. In the end, you get nothing." She wiped the tears on her face randomly.
, "Qian Shao, I'm sorry, did I make you laugh at me?"
"Did you really let him go?" Qian Junxiang still couldn't believe it.
"Qian Shao, loving someone makes him happy. If all you bring to him is pain, then you can tie her up once or twice, but you can't tie her up for a lifetime. If you make that person hate you, you might as well learn how to do it.
Chengquan is good for you and her." Looking at the tears on his fingertips, miss Yang Yi chuckled.
After Miss Yang left, Qian Junyan stood by the floor-to-ceiling window from the morning until the sunset rose in the evening, chewing carefully the last words she left behind.