After waiting for a while, just when Qingwu was about to collapse, a short laugh suddenly came from the receiver, like humming from the wings of her nose. It was obviously very light, but it was enough to shatter her humble hopes.
She clutched the phone tightly, but the veins on her wrist seemed to be frozen, and Qingwu's chaotic brain also stopped moving. She opened her eyes wide, her eyelashes were trembling, but she couldn't blink, and the muscles on her face
It tightens and relaxes again and again, like a hanging rope, going back and forth infinitely between highs and lows, ups and downs infinitely.
"Qingwu, your Uncle Zheng is drunk and is talking incoherently. I have to wait for him to answer your call. By the way, are you okay?" Xiao Yixiang looked at Zheng Weidong who looked embarrassed next to him, and lightly pursed his thin lips.
Hold him back to signal him to calm down.
Qingwu was suddenly speechless, as if someone had poisoned her throat. She thought that in this world, there are always one or two hatchets chasing her. When she was about to succeed,
With a click, both of her wings were cut off.
But this time, she was stupid enough to cut off her own wings.
He suddenly turned over and smashed the phone, which was still on the call, onto the crystal clear glass rotating table. The fragments of the phone bounced around and danced among several plates of extremely expensive delicacies that had never been touched with chopsticks.
Lin Mei came out of the bathroom and was about to enter the private room when she suddenly heard a series of crisp loud noises, followed by cries that she tried her best to suppress but with little effect. They were so slender, so weak, and so desperate.
She stood outside the door of the private room and cut off the call she was making to the chairman. She thought, let's just do business privately. After staying in Duan's for many years, she watched that girl grind her teeth and endure it for so many years.
How many times have I cried, how many times have I been wronged.
In the shopping mall, women and men are different. No matter how tough a woman is, she can't withstand a man's falling out. The general manager's ex-fiancé is a ruthless character.
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Jiayu 44th floor, execution department.
The cubicle was empty, and all the subordinates gathered outside the office, looking at the glass windows with blinds drawn too tightly, looking at each other. They worked overtime until nine o'clock today, and everyone was exhausted. When they got off work, their representatives had disheveled hair and lowered their heads.
Holding his head, he was supported by a woman about thirty years old and entered the office. After a while, the woman was pushed out by the representative. She looked worried, hesitated for a while, and left.
After a while, there was a crashing sound in the office, including the sound of documents being thrown to the ground, the sound of teacups breaking, and the sound of chairs being kicked over. But what made everyone stop was the sound of a very small sound.
of crying.
“What happened to the representative?”
"Is she crying? Did I hear you correctly?"
"What happened?"
"Secretary Mo, what happened to the representative?"
All the subordinates looked solemn, and as soon as these words came out, they all turned their attention to Secretary Mo, who was shaking his head in confusion.
Ten minutes later, Xiao Wu, assistant to the president, ran down, broke into the crowd, and lowered his voice, "Don't you think the overtime is too short? Everyone is so energetic, why don't you go home quickly!"
"General Assistant, something seems to have happened to our representative."
"We don't have to worry about leaving!"
"That's right, Chief Assistant, did you hear the crying? How can we go home with peace of mind?"
…
Assistant Wu listened to their concern, his face softened, but his brows were deeply furrowed, "It's all gone, let's go! Your family represents her and she needs some quiet time."
As soon as these words came out, everyone felt that they were reasonable. Although they were worried about the representative, they did not bother too much and left one after another.
Assistant Wu made a call to the president's office. Ling Yansen stood up, took his coat and walked into the special elevator.
Arriving on the forty-fourth floor, the huge executive department was empty. He walked through the corridor and came to her office. White light stretched out from the crack of the closed door, and then there was a subtle cry, hoarse and exhausted.
, passed into his auricle intermittently.
He clenched his slender fist into a fist and knocked on the door three times.
There was no response, but the crying stopped abruptly.
Ling Yansen frowned, lacking patience, "Duan Qingwu, open the door."
After the words fell, for a long time, there was only the sound of the central air conditioner running.
"If you don't open the door, I will have to break in! You are already heavily in debt. Are you sure you can afford to open my door?"
As soon as the cold voice mixed with some sarcasm fell, the glass door was pulled open from the inside with a swipe, and the wind caused the scattered papers on the ground to float up.
Inside the door, a woman with red-rimmed eyes was standing with her head lowered, her hair disheveled and her eyes dull. The skin on her cheekbones was red and bloodshot from tears. The dress she was wearing was wrinkled and ugly after someone had gone through something.
.
All decadence and despair were concentrated on her.
Ling Yansen's face was dark, and he glanced at the messy appearance of the office. After frowning, he stretched out his long legs, stepped over the files on the ground, and walked in. After two steps, he stopped beside her. With a push of his hands, she puppet
Her stiff body was facing him squarely.
He looked down at her, "I've heard everything."
Qingwu refused to raise her head, her voice was wet, too nasal, and had no ups and downs, "So, please leave on your own after reading the joke."
The hands on her shoulders tightened, but she didn't care. Her eyes were empty, no longer angry and sad, leaving only a pool of stagnant water, lifeless and waveless.
"The way you look at yourself and feel sorry for yourself right now, in my opinion, is really ridiculous! How dare you hide here? You still have time to break things to vent your emotions? Duan Qingwu, I have always overestimated you."