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Gong Jiang didn't look back.

Hearing the voice, Mo Jinghong shouted excitedly: "Give it to me, and I'll give it back to him."

Lu Jianli ignored Mo Jinghong, and called out to Gong Jiang again, but Gong Jiang still didn't respond, and Mo Jinghong hurriedly asked Lu Jian what happened.

Lu Jian laughed loudly, grabbed the ground, and threw the nothing into Mo Jinghong's hands: "He has lost his dignity!"

Mo Jinghong was so angry that tears welled up, and his crying was as shrill as ghosts crying and howling wolves at night, the whole corridor was filled with his voice.Lu Jian looked at Gong Jiang's still unresponsive back, as if he had discovered something new, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

Gong Jiang walked to the door, and heard the front desk staff who once praised "Gong Chou" as cute, whispering in a disgusted and contemptuous voice.

"Isn't this Gong Chou? I heard that he paid the compensation in advance for Lu Jian, but later Lu Jian didn't pay interest on the money. He was furious and threatened to block Lu Jian. Lu Jian sued Mr. Lu. Who Knowing that he actually provoked and alienated Mr. Lu and the other three major shareholders, fortunately the major shareholders are all sensible people, and they were not fooled by him. , collectively terminated the contract to protest, so the company fired him and gave Lu Jian justice."

"My god, this man is full of drama."

"Isn't that right, just because he is an old employee of the company, he will act recklessly with some achievements, bah, without the platform provided by the company, how could he have the status he is today, his ugly face would not scare the partners to death. "

It was said to be whispering, but in fact the volume was as loud as a cold bullet, piercing through Gong Jiang's internal organs.

This is the various states of life. People who praised you in the last sentence turn their faces and scold you in the next sentence. It really is a cruel society. After passing through the darkness of society, no matter how white the heart is, it will turn to ashes.

It took only half a day to go through the resignation formalities, but he was rumored to be a heinous villain. Who is to blame?Blame him for not being able to see through people's hearts, misreading the people who are blinded by interests, and offending powerful people-he was rejected and slandered by Lu Jian, who couldn't understand him, and was betrayed by three incompetent and stupid major shareholders. , was expelled by Mr. Lu who defended his own interests, even though he did nothing at all.

The world abandoned him once again, and there was only a thin line between heaven and hell, and he once again stepped into the mire of hell.

The moment the door opened, like Pandora's box, hell was released, and he resolutely stepped out of the door that he would never go back.

As if responding to his sorrow, the sky poured down with rain, and the wind whistled a mournful song, and desperately rolled up the sand and dust, rolling the raging rain on him.The rain soaked his suit, and he was as embarrassed as a duck that fell into the sewage. His shiny hair was a mess, and his short wings were soaked. He could never regain his former glory, and he could no longer spread his wings.

He wanted to light a cigarette, but just as the lighter ignited a little warm light, it was blown out by the tormenting cold wind.

Even the simplest warmth was cruelly deprived by God.

He didn't bring an umbrella, and all he brought was dignity, but he failed to take away his dignity.

He stood in the biting cold wind, looking at the heavy rain that had been slashed into thin objects between the sky and the earth, and absurdly remembered the [-] o'clock romance drama he had seen before. Heavy rain, at this time, the male protagonist will definitely appear gently with an umbrella, hold the female protagonist's hand, and take her away from this desolate world.

But in reality, there is no gentle prince charming, no caring and romantic president, only cronies and villains who are obsessed with interests.

He desperately put back the unlit cigarette, took a difficult step, and prepared to break into the icy rain.

But at this moment, he saw a dazzling white appear on the horizon from the dense rain curtain, and then moved into his field of vision at an incalculable speed.

"Da, da, da" is the sound of compact footsteps stepping on the rain. The visitor seems to be completely unaware that running wildly will stain his poor trousers with mud. He just rushed towards the destination unswervingly. Then he happily called the name he was thinking of——

"Xiao Jiang!" Feng Ying's rain-drenched face appeared under the white umbrella, his broken hair was sticking to his face, he was in a mess, but he still smiled like the sunshine in spring, breaking through the icy rain barrier in an instant , sending the breath of spring into the atrium, "ah, it's a good thing you're in the company," he stuffed the wet umbrella into the stunned Gong Jiang's hand, "can you take care of yourself? You don't bring an umbrella when you go out. I'll give it to you, it's so troublesome."

Feng Ying's hands were filled with warm air from running, like a heating pad, the warm air flowed into the bottom of the heart along the touching palms, and blended into the limbs.

Gong Jiang reluctantly held Feng Ying's hand, staring blankly at the only umbrella: "Give me the umbrella, what about you?"

"Oh," Feng Ying yawned indifferently, "I forgot."

"You came all the way just to give me an umbrella?"

"That's right," Feng Ying said, "I saw it was raining in the store, and thought that you didn't bring an umbrella today, so I ran out and bought one and brought it to you, so I should bring an umbrella with me in the future."

"Thinking of me but forgetting about yourself?" Gong Jiang didn't know what kind of mood she was in, "You said you are not stupid, how could you be so disregarding yourself for others."

"Xiao Jiang is my family, I should do it for you."

"Home", this strange and ironic word appeared again, it was obviously a negative word, but it was endowed with a positive meaning at this moment.

Obviously we have only known each other for a few days, but it seems that we have known each other for many, many years, so much that our feelings have turned into family affection, and our relationship has become a family member.

"Xiao Jiang, why are your hands so cold? You don't even know how to take care of yourself, and you want me to warm your hands for you, so troublesome," Feng Ying clenched Gong Jiang's frozen hands, and rubbed them clumsily, huh Take a few breaths of the heater, "There is a heater in the company, why don't you go in."

"What are you doing in here?" Gong Jiang suddenly smiled, and her lifeless face glowed with vitality, "This place is old and worn out, and the heater is just like the air conditioner. Let's go home and turn on the heater." Then he held Feng Ying's hand Hands, holding umbrellas, walking side by side into the rain.

There is only a smear of whiteness left in the rainy sky, dazzling and bright enough to illuminate the dark world.

The rain gradually stopped, and the sun quietly emerged from the thick clouds and sprinkled on the world.A colorful rainbow hangs in the sky, like a bridge of love and sincerity, connecting the hearts of people.

In reality, there is no prince charming or president, but there is a "family" who cares about you.

The author has something to say:

Feng Ying: "Ah, you waited so long for me to appear on the stage. Fortunately, I have a lot of words to appear on the stage. Forgive you."

Author: "...do I need your forgiveness?!"

Feng Ying: "Why not, you control the number of words these days, you don't show up for me, and you are so provocative."

Author: "...What kind of emotional drama is it without sensationalism?"

Feng Ying: "So, it's fine if you can't do it directly. Why do you spend so much effort to lay the groundwork and use so many words to describe your inner feelings? Isn't there an idiom called 'Rijiushengqing'?"

Author: "... That's not called love, that's called dating. Pao. Here I would like to tell the young readers, rather than using concise words to quickly go through the plot and fall in love, I prefer to use slow and long words to describe every day. A heart-touching detail, so please don’t think that my writing is long-winded and literary. I want to express everything I want to express with vivid words as much as I can. So, if you think a concise and clear narrative method is more suitable for you , that's okay, we'll see you later."