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Chapter Twenty-Eight

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    "She also told me that she had talked with a boyfriend before for a long time, and then they broke up because of personality incompatibility. I don't think it's because of personality incompatibility, but that she is too boring."

    "This woman is interested in you! She tells you about the gym because she wants you to know that she is in good health, when she tells you that she is not married, she wants you to know that she is unmarried, and when she tells you about her boyfriend, she wants you to know that she is not gay,"  I analyzed enthusiastically, "It is very likely that she was already in love when she helped you do the examination."

    "Then she should know better than anyone else that I have a girlfriend. Otherwise, are the medicines she prescribed to me to kill roundworms?" That's right, Yu Sufen probably doesn't even know which brand of medicine Lu Feng takes.

    "How is her divorce going?"

    "It can't be so fast. She said that she wants to figure out how to minimize the loss. I think she is starting to feel bad about money again. I don't care, anyway, I told her that I will take the first woman I love. In a year,  It's enough."

    "What if she can't leave at that time, what will you do?"

    "I'll talk about it at that time. I have to put some pressure on her now. It's like when we set a work plan, whether it can be completed or not, we must first write it like that."

    A month later, my cooperation project ended, and he was promoted to a higher level by virtue of his outstanding performance.  Long Li generously treated the entire department to a meal, and then asked the manager to switch offices with me, on the grounds that he is now one level above me, and according to his level, he should have a corner office.

    On that Thursday afternoon, I used the swivel chair in the conference room to push all my belongings to the office which was actually about the same size, but with smaller windows. For the first time, I realized the most realistic meaning of the so-called "strive for the top".  A slightly larger window, in a given context, represents many, many.

    ?In retrospect, although I was stupid when I was working and didn't find the right way, and I didn't know how to deal with being wronged, that period of time is still very memorable.  At that time, the company seemed to be very rich, and it was always looking for a name to organize activities: a new project is about to start, to celebrate, find a place to eat seafood; to reach the mileage goal, to celebrate, the whole department goes to the football game; summer is here, to celebrate, go to the beach  Barbecue, the company reimburses all expenses plus gasoline; autumn is here, let¡¯s celebrate, go to the wine garden to taste wine, and each person will take a bottle home after tasting; the project is over, and it¡¯s two days ahead of schedule, it¡¯s amazing, each person gets a gift  Card; Christmas, nonsense, once a year, what if we don't have a proper reception?

    Along with material things comes a sense of spiritual superiority, and people are very optimistic. Many mainstays jump from big companies to small companies without hesitation, with the belief that "as long as the company's stock is listed, I can make a lot of money";  Those who stay in big companies, the older ones want to stay until retirement to get benefits, and the younger ones want to "seek development while maintaining stability, get some capital here and then jump out, and get a higher net worth".  Buy the stock to see if it is going up again.  Everyone looks forward and believes that "tomorrow will be better".  If time also has color, then it is a pink, short segment, and it is not an exaggeration to call it "golden years".

    However, there is no such thing as a hundred-day red flower, and anything, as good as it gets, naturally goes downhill.

    I don't know when, the air is really "pink", and there is a word called "pink strip" floating in news, newspapers, magazines, and the Internet.  In English, giving someone a "pink note" is used figuratively to inform him that he has lost his job.  In the first half of the year, on a sunny spring day,

    For the first time, the "pink bar" floated in the company.  The company gave it a fancy term "resource reorganization", which sounds very learned, but it's actually a bunch of shit - rimmed with cheese and tomatoes, sprinkled with pepper and rosemary, and poured with a cream flower, or a  Heaps of shit, whoever invented that term should have a bite himself and see if he says "delicious".

    Although I have heard it many times, when the "pink bar" really floats, everyone still feels like they have experienced a big earthquake in their hearts.  The manager called us into a meeting and said with his trademark smile that, unfortunately, from now on, our department will "lose" two employees.  better chance.  Of course, those two people couldn't hear this beautiful "blessing", because half an hour ago, they had left the company "accompanied" by the staff of the personnel department.

    For the rest of the day, rumors abounded. Some said it had something to do with the first quarter results, and the layoffs were to boost the stock price; some said that laying off these people was useless, and they immediately stared back, "Do you want more layoffs?"  ; Some people say that the layoffs are mainly those who are about to retire; others say that someone who was new to the company in a certain department left with his boss.  Everyone panicked after hearing this.

    I sit at my desk??Don't want me at all?

    There is a unique wind chime hanging by the window of her room, strung with shells, it can be seen that it is handmade, the wind blows, and the sound is very pleasant.  I asked her where it came from, and she said a colleague made it as a birthday present for her.

    "Is it a male colleague?"

    "Yes."

    "Why did he give you a birthday present?"

    "I helped him move once two months ago. He probably thanked me."

    "Why did he send you a wind chime made by himself?"

    "This I don't know."

    I stared into her eyes for a long time, "You two have a good relationship?"

    She nodded, "It's just for work. Don't think about it."

    I became angry, "A good friend at work met a birthday gift, it's not a wind chime!"

    My voice was very sharp in the small room, like a lead wire that had been torn off in the air, still trembling slightly, pulling the air to tremble along with it.  We were both taken aback, she moved her lips but said nothing.

    We faced each other in an embarrassing silence, and every second seemed extraordinarily long. Finally, I couldn't stand it anymore and blurted out, "I'm sorry, I forgot your birthday, so I didn't prepare a present." After I finished speaking, I stared into her eyes again, wanting to see  How did she react.

    "It's okay, I'm fine if you come to see me." Her eyes were still so calm, and she wasn't disappointed at all.  My heart felt like a knife had been slashed: he hung birthday presents from others in front of the window, but he didn't care if I remembered his birthday or not.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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