Ye Beibei squatted by the road with her face covered. For the first time, she knew that tears like rain were not an adjective. By the end of her crying, she felt dizzy and all her strength seemed to have been used up. There was a rumbling sound in her ears.
For a moment, Jiang Yuezhou's indifferent face was extremely clear before her eyes.
You can't lie to anyone. Jiang Yuezhou's indifference and contempt for her are so obvious. Ye Beibei feels a surge of blood in her chest. She closes her eyes to calm herself down. She can't collapse now, and
There was such a thick stack of documents waiting for her to translate, and there were two children at home waiting for her to raise. Fate did not give her the chance to choose a child.
Back at the company, Ye Beibei quickly adjusted her mood and began to carefully check the manuscript she had translated. After careful proofreading, she found that there were not many mistakes in it. Jiang Yuezhou's tantrum just now was obviously making a fuss out of a molehill, but she still
He gritted his teeth and persisted in reading the document.
When she was about to get off work in the afternoon, Ye Beibei had sorted out the documents. She was thinking about whether to send the documents to the ** consortium or to Mr. Zhang's office, when gossip came from the corridor: The ** consortium is tall, handsome and rich.
The chairman has come to inspect the venue in advance. Beauties who want to catch a rich husband should hurry up and go to the celebration venue...
Ye Beibei was secretly glad in her heart. She really didn't want to confront Jiang Yuezhou again. She thought that since Jiang Yuezhou was here, she could send the documents to Mr. Zhang's office and leave after get off work.
When she went upstairs to find Mr. Zhang, she happened to catch up with Mr. Zhang, Wen Xin and others accompanied Jiang Yuezhou down. Ye Beibei and their group met in a narrow road. There was no way to hide, no way to escape, her eyes crossed
Mr. Zhang and Wen Xin accidentally fell on Jiang Yuezhou. Jiang Yuezhou was wearing a black suit, a light gray shirt, deep eyes, tight lips, and a pair of piercing eyes looking over. Ye Beibei
There was a moment of shock in my heart, and I lowered my head and murmured: "Hello, Mr. Zhang, hello, Mr. Jiang."
Mr. Zhang seemed very happy. He saw Ye Beibei nodding proudly in the spring breeze and said, "Xiaoye, thank you for your hard work today." After taking the folder handed over by Ye Beibei, he handed it to Jiang Yuezhou.
Jiang Yuezhou took the folder and handed it to his assistant Zhang Yang behind him without looking at it. He said lightly: "Go back and hand it to the archives!"
Ye Beibei was so angry that she almost vomited blood on the spot. Wasn't it because Jiang Yuezhou was in a hurry and asked her to get up early and work hard to translate the copy? Just put it into the warehouse so easily? She smiled bitterly in her heart and tried to calm herself down, only
She knew that her hands were trembling, and she warned herself not to reveal her emotions. There were Mr. Zhang, Wen Xin, and her colleagues beside her.
Mr. Zhang laughed and tried to smooth things over, "Xiaoye, let's go have dinner with us."
Ye Beibei lowered his head, pretending to think for a moment and said: "Mr. Zhang, I won't go to eat. When I came out this morning, I promised my child to go back early."
"Beibei, if Mr. Zhang asks you to go to dinner, then eating will become a matter within the scope of work. It's better to put the matters of your children at home first!" Wen Xin said to Ye in a tone that could freeze people to death.
Beibei said.
Ye Beibei glanced at Jiang Yuezhou and saw that he was staring at her with a condescending smile. Ye Beibei felt like a knife stabbing her heart, but she straightened her waist, squeezed out a smile, and said, "Okay, I'll go.
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Ye Beibei couldn't help but sigh as she followed the crowd. In fact, she didn't want to eat with these people at all, but when she thought about it, she felt unwilling to do so. How could she run away and retreat again and again after being humiliated?
No matter how embarrassing it is, it's nothing more than this, right? How else would Jiang Yuezhou embarrass her?
She was extremely annoyed, but she calmed down a little.
Mr. Zhang is the host today, so Wen Xin naturally has to take on the important responsibility of keeping things quiet. The host and guest at this table is Jiang Yuezhou. Wen Xin is worthy of being a public relations manager. She is eloquent, witty and full of fun when she is around Jiang Yuezhou.
The wine table became lively and lively, leaving Jiang Yuezhou with a gentle smile on his face all night long.
Jiang Yuezhou's demeanor at the wine table was excellent, and he showed the mature demeanor of a successful person in every gesture. He drank with everyone present with a gentle smile on his face. He didn't talk much, but he was never silent.
Ye Beibei felt that her face was stiff from smiling. She had to work hard to cope with the scene in front of her, carrying food, holding back drinks, and laughing and chatting with other colleagues.
Mr. Zhang's personality was originally extremely cheerful. This evening, because of Jiang Yuezhou's easy-going, he became even more cheerful. He told jokes and toasted. How dare Ye Beibei not drink the boss's toast? After drinking a few drinks, Ye Beibei
I felt dizzy and my stomach became even more uncomfortable.
She didn't eat well all day yesterday and didn't sleep all night. She only drank a glass of milk this morning and was busy proofreading the copy without eating lunch. Drinking like this now made her stomach uncomfortable to the extreme.
But she still tried hard to smile, and then smiled again, and her hands holding the chopsticks tried hard to control the trembling. She began to shut up, and she wanted to keep smiling like this until the banquet was over. She knew that as long as she opened her mouth to speak, she would
I don’t know what shocking words I will say. A divorced woman who has been wronged always has a lot of complaints to express!
The meal was a pleasant one. When the party was about to end, Jiang Yuezhou motioned to Zhang Yang beside him to fill everyone's wine glasses. Then he raised his wine glass and said loudly: "Come on, let me toast you all a glass of wine. I have been doing this for the past few days."
Thank you all for your hard work on our *** celebration!”
Ye Beibei's head was buzzing as she stared at the twenty-two-ounce glass of white wine in front of her. She had been drinking beer just now. She knew that if she drank this glass of white wine, she would either be blamed by someone or her stomach.
Secretly encouraging myself, I finally raised my head, looked at Jiang Yuezhou with pleading eyes, and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Jiang, I really can't drink this glass of white wine. If I drink more, I will have more."
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Everyone at the table looked at Jiang Yuezhou, but Jiang Yuezhou just looked at her indifferently. If he was facing a passerby, he would put the wine glass he was holding on the table and speak lightly, even with a smile: "
That’s it, forget it, if I force everyone to drink, it won’t be fun.”
Because of Jiang Yuezhou's cold face, the lively atmosphere on the table suddenly dropped below freezing. Ye Beibei immediately received the accusing looks from her colleagues, and Wen Xin's eyes that hated iron for not becoming steel. She thought sadly in her heart, Jiang Yuezhou
Treating her now is as easy as squeezing an ant to death. At this moment, they have no relationship at all. How can he still protect her? She is now alone, with no one to rely on in this city, and her parents are tens of thousands of miles away.
She is abroad and has two children to raise. She must not lose this job.
She looked down at the cup in front of her, gritted her teeth, picked it up and drank it.