I have spent half my life working hard, and tonight I am walking into the wind and rain again.
I can't just drift with the tide, for the sake of my beloved relatives.
No matter how hard it is, you must be strong, just for those expectant eyes.
If the heart is in the dream, there is true love between heaven and earth.
Looking at success or failure, life is heroic, just starting over from scratch.
....
Zhao Tingxing opened his eyes suddenly. The entire conference room was singing this song together. The song spread from the conference room and echoed in the hall outside.
If the heart is in the dream, it is there, there is true love between heaven and earth
Looking at success or failure, life is heroic, just starting over from scratch
Just starting all over again
Zhao Tingxing was someone who could hold back tears even after the old lady passed away. At this time, the tip of his nose felt sore, the dark clouds in his chest seemed to be pushed away layer by layer, and he finally saw the sun.
"Mr. Zhao, happy birthday."
After singing the song, everyone enthusiastically celebrated his birthday. While singing happy birthday, they asked him to make a wish and blow out the candles.
He was a little awkward, but he did as he was told. He never knew his employees had such a lively and lovely side.
This was the first time that he put aside his identity as the boss, put aside the arrogant side of his character, or the human side was touched, and integrated into these employees, and found that it was not so difficult to accept.
After celebrating his birthday at the company, we went out for a meal together. He drank a lot and was a little drunk. The driver dropped him on the way home. The night breeze outside the car window blew a slight chill. His mind was clear, but he was exhausted.
.
When his phone rang, he dialed it several times before answering.
A clear and tender voice came from the other side: "Zhao Tingxing, I wish you a happy birthday."
He was stunned for a moment and said nothing, wondering how Han Zhaoyi knew his birthday?
"Because I went to the police station before and I saw the date of birth on your ID card. Zhao Tingxing, I have a photographic memory, isn't it great?" Han Zhaoyi explained, feeling proud.
"Very good." He replied.
This phone call was obviously not made by the woman who asked Han Zhaoyi to make it, because she knew that he did not want to celebrate this birthday.
He even hated this date, but today, because of those employees and Han Zhaoyi, he felt that this birthday might not be bad.
"Zhao Tingxing, my mother said you were very busy, so you didn't come to see me. When will you finish your work, I will go and play with you."
Before Zhao Tingxing could answer, an old lady's voice came from the phone, "Who are you secretly calling? Go back to your room and sleep."
Han Zhaoyi whispered: "Zhao Tingxing, I'll hang up now and wish you a happy birthday again."
The sound on the phone stopped suddenly, and the call lasted 30 seconds.
He was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to take his phone back, another text message came from Han Li, with two simple words: Received.
There is not a superfluous word.
As he said that night, he would return the money to her as soon as possible, so in the afternoon, he asked the vice president of finance to take Han Li's money plus interest and return exactly the same way.
There was not a single polite word to each other. Once the debt was repaid, everything was settled and no one owed anything to anyone from now on.