Qian Miao was stunned when she saw the blood stains on her hands. She reached out and touched her mobile phone. Through the reflection of the mobile phone screen, she could clearly see the blood stains on the side of her face. The wound looked quite deep.
The pain on her face became more and more obvious, and it was difficult to ignore it. She looked at the screen, stood up with difficulty, and found a place to sit down.
The blood on his face meandered like a small river, falling drop by drop on the porcelain white ground.
Qian Miao himself did not expect that the injury would be so serious. He simply took out two tissues from the table and wiped the blood around the wound, hoping to find a band-aid to deal with it temporarily.
She also had to race against time for Lin Xuan's public relations, and had no time to deal with the wounds on her face.
Qian Miao opened the desk drawer and was looking for a band-aid to stop the bleeding, but instead saw a small and exquisite medicine bottle.
She looked dazed and took out the thing, remembering that this was the medicine Lin Yuan gave her before. Last time Lin Xuan dropped something and scratched her face, but after using the bottle of medicine Lin Yuan gave her, there was no scar.
Qian Miao was in a complicated mood at this time. She held the medicine bottle firmly in her hand but did not open it for a long time.
Thinking of how she had secretly helped Lin Xuan do so many evil things over the years, the soreness and swelling in her heart became unbearable.
She framed her colleagues for Lin Xuan, guided the fan circle to illegally raise funds, obtained resources for Lin Xuan through unfair means, and also dealt with all kinds of messes for her. It can be said that she has done all kinds of bad things, but what did she get in the end.
She is thirty-seven years old this year and has been in the industry for fifteen years, but her hair has turned gray and her physical condition is getting worse than before.
Even now, when she is about to resign, she is still paving the way for Lin Xuan and worrying about her future.
Qian Miao held the medicine bottle in his hand and suddenly smiled bitterly.
Looking under the building behind her, the imperial capital was brightly lit at night, and the streets were bustling with traffic and people. Once upon a time, she herself looked up at the building from below, imagining that one day she would establish a foothold here.
People inside are struggling to survive, while people outside are struggling to find a foothold here.
After all, for what purpose...
In the end, Qian Miao did not call Lin Xuan, but directly wrote his resignation letter and sent it to the company email.
She has thought about it, she will not engage in any job in this industry in the future, she has given the company fifteen years, and it is time for her to live her own life.
Lin Xuan, I wish you good luck this time.
This is her last remaining wish as Lin Xuan's manager.
Looking back at my career, it was a complete failure.
She closed the computer, found a cardboard box and started to pack her things one by one, including water cups, potted plants, pens and papers...
After finally packing it up, she found that her belongings were really very few.
After following Lin Xuan all over the country for these years, even though she had her own independent office in the company, there were still not many things belonging to her in it, which was cold and cold.
Outside the office, everyone was drinking coffee and staying up all night to deal with Lin Xuan's troubles. Everyone had the same numb expression on their faces, and they were typing on the keyboard step by step, like a tirelessly programmed robot.
Qian Miao came out with a cardboard box, and her colleagues were surprised when they saw it, "Sister Qian, are you going to throw out the trash this late at night?"
Qian Miao suddenly smiled, raised his voice and said to everyone in the office: "Everyone, from today on, I am free. See you all!"
"Huh? What does that mean?"
Some colleagues looked suspicious and seemed not to understand what she said.
"Sister Qian, are you leaving?"
"No, sister Qian, you resigned, are you kidding me?"
Under everyone's shocked gazes, Qian Miao nodded calmly: "Yes, I resigned."
A female colleague didn't believe it: "Are you really kidding us?"
Most people don't believe that Qian Miao will resign. After all, she has been with the company for fifteen years and is considered an old employee. She has watched the company get to where it is today step by step. Resigning now is too sudden.
Qian Miao: "No, I really resigned."
Some people are curious: "Sister Qian, are you planning to change jobs or stop working in this industry?"
Qian Miao patiently answered: "I quit."
She is now thirty-seven years old, and it is difficult to find a job. Anyway, she has saved a lot of money from working over the years. She plans to return to her hometown to open a store, and she will have more free time.
"Well, Sister Qian, have you talked to Sister Xuan? What should she do now?"
Qian Miao patted the shoulder of the girl closest to him: "Her affairs are not my business now. Just do your best. Everyone has worked hard on this matter. If you have the opportunity in the future, you are welcome to come to my office."
Let’s play at home and I’ll treat you.”
Lin Xuan's matter has really come to an end now, so she can only seek blessings for herself. There is really nothing she can do.
After saying that, she hugged her things and left the company.
The imperial capital at midnight was still as prosperous as ever, and the tall buildings with lights in the distance seemed no different from when she was there.
She was walking alone on the road, saw a trash can not far away, and looked at the box in her hand. She walked over and threw everything away without thinking.
I came alone fifteen years ago, and left alone fifteen years later. In the end, I left nothing behind and took nothing away.
It's the life of the rich.
She stretched out her fingers and looked up. Stars were twinkling in the sky, and the medicine bottle in her pocket was swaying gently as the night wind blew the hem of her clothes.
It's not like he left alone, at least he still had a medicine bottle.
Qian Miao's back gradually disappeared at the end of the road.
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Wen family.
Wen Lin, who had been given an ultimatum, didn't see Lin Yuan's statement about withdrawing from the industry until 12 o'clock in the evening. She was about to go for it herself, but she saw the relevant response from Lin Yuan's studio.
Only now did she realize that she had been tricked by Chu Ziwang.
Without thinking, Wen Lin rushed directly to the nearest bar and found Chu Ziwang who was very drunk.
"Who is that woman?"
Wen Lin didn't waste any time and directly picked up the wine on the table and poured it down from Chu Ziwang's head.
This fight frightened many people in the bar. The boss hurried over and found out that the other party was Wen Lin, and then whispered, "Miss Wen, you are here."
Wen Lin glanced at the bar owner and said, "Clear the place. I'll pay for these people's consumption tonight."
The boss nodded and cleared all the guests out for Wen Lin with ease.
Anyway, this doesn't happen once or twice, and the customers in the bar are quite happy, after all, someone pays for them.
After the bar was emptied, the boss also came to his senses.
Chu Ziwang was poured a glass of wine on Duotou, and his anger suddenly rose.
The alcohol had gone to his head and destroyed his sanity. After seeing the person clearly, he waved his hand and gave Wen Lin a slap in the face.
Chu Ziwang shouted: "Wen Lin, who do you think you are!"
This slap directly caused blood to flow from the corner of Wen Lin's mouth, and a fishy-sweet taste instantly filled her mouth.
Wen Lin's originally fair and smooth cheeks immediately became red and swollen, her left ear was accompanied by a buzzing sound, and all the surrounding sounds became blurred.
She vaguely heard someone calling her name behind her.