Under the fierce and frantic war, the three of them were finally exhausted, distracted and embarrassed to collapse to the ground, and the customers of good deeds crowded the door, watching with relish until the end, still laughing and chatting. A farce has become the spice for everyone's meal, and they judge right and wrong at will according to what their eyes see, in fact, right and wrong are important to them, and the important thing is that the farce does add a lot of laughter to them.

My wife Liu Bin and Liu Qianqian didn't pay attention, quietly went around to the door of the private room, fled the scene, and ran back to the company, all kinds of abuse and beating behind them continued, everything was like a dream, but it was extremely real, like the storyline in the movie. For a while, I was in a trance, and the moment I walked into the door of the company, I only saw the editor Xiao Li smiling as usual, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't seem to understand what she was saying, and my ears seemed to be deaf. The whole body seemed to be filled with lead, but his steps were like stepping on a pile of cotton, and he did not obey the call at all. The absurd scene just now has been repeated in my mind, I feel ridiculous, sad, but helpless, I can't figure out how I could be involved with such a thing, a simple work scene, in an instant, it has become a funny battlefield for women to fight for jealousy and revenge against each other, and I was accidentally involved, and I didn't do anything but became the target of public criticism.

I don't know when, I was already sitting in my office seat, and then rushed into front of me with Mr. Zhang, who was still smiling. I carefully observed Mr. Zhang's expression and found that the smile on the face that had always seemed kind was just a desperate squeeze of the muscles under the cheekbones, and the muscles above the cheekbones were reluctant to fight against each other, looking very twisted and embarrassed.

"Weilan! The interview went smoothly, right? Mr. Liu is satisfied, are you? Liu Qianqian, did you see it? As soon as you left, Mr. Liu's wife came, and she didn't know what to say to Liu Qianqian, she looked very embarrassed to look for me, and asked for the interview address, and then left in a hurry. Before I could speak, Mr. Zhang faced me with a series of questions, because he was a little nervous, and he spoke quickly.

"What did you say? Liu Bin's wife has been here?!" I was stunned.

"Yes, she came as soon as you left, saying that she was not at ease and wanted to arrange another interview. When we were discussing, Liu Qianqian overheard it, and Liu Qianqian was very dissatisfied, so she went out angrily. Mr. Zhang nodded.

"I see!" I woke up from a dream.

It turns out that all coincidences are not necessarily coincidences, and the director of this farce is the so-called most pitiful woman. My back was cold, and a chill spread from my head to my whole body. After all, I was too naïve to easily believe the words of a woman who could design to snatch men from the beginning. What woman can be pot-bellied enough to tolerate her man liking other women? She was so smart that she knew that I was not interested in or even hated her husband, so she used my sympathy from the beginning to make me let down my guard against her, thus leading me into her pre-designed trap step by step. and then used Liu Qianqian's jealousy and Liu Bin's interview as a bait and introducer, completely intensifying the contradiction and making me the target of public attack. Sure enough, what I saw was not what I was getting, that night of crying, that woman who kept begging me for help, everything was fake, it was all deliberately pretended. She was a predator, a conspirator from beginning to end, and she didn't need to be pitiful at all. Such a hypocritical soul deserves to find the support of true love, and can only die alone in constantly asking for or even forcibly taking a lot of money, because she doesn't know what love is, let alone how to love. Thinking of this, I suddenly felt that she was pitiful again, that kind of disgusting pity.

"They got into a fight, and they got into a fight all afternoon! I said with a sneer.

Shen Weilan, I want you to serve customers, not to dismantle the stage!"

"Yes, soaking in the soup, soaking in a mess, haha!"

"Two women can't handle a man! Incompetent! What's the use of the company raising you!"

"It's you who are incompetent! You actually want us to rely on beauty to win customers! When you had a treat before, you said that something was done on purpose, right?!"

"Yes, so what? Otherwise, where do you think your value is? Women have no value, no matter how white the paper is, it can only be used as waste paper! Without my support, you can sit in the position of editor-in-chief?!"

"I earned it by hard work!"

"Ignorance! Why do you think the customer supports you? It's not like looking at your face! Isn't Liu Bin signing an advertising contract with you because he is emotionally attached to you? You don't make good use of it, what are you pretending to be high here!"

"You! It turns out that the most hypocritical person is you! You see this, so you use me again and again to make profits for the company, right? I have been respecting you as a teacher in my heart all these years, you are not worthy! You are not even as good as Liu Bin! You are a poisonous snake with a colorful halo, cold-blooded and ruthless, and all the kind appearances are deliberately pretended. You don't deserve to stand here! I've had enough of this company!! I'm going to resign today! I don't need to fire me, you don't deserve to be my boss!" I was so angry in my heart that I wanted to take a knife and cut off his hypocritical mask from his face.

I grabbed the plan in my hand, tore it to shreds in an instant, then smashed it into his face one after another, threw it into the air, and then strode out of the gate that had been in and out so many times. The scraps of paper in the office are like snowflakes that have been engraved, falling in style, gently fluttering with the breeze that quietly penetrates the room, flying up and down in the air, as if to tell everyone: I am the planner of the follow-up reform, I am the new magazine that is about to be born, I want to escape from this place of hypocrisy, I want my own freedom, I want to breathe fresh air, I want to stay away from these nasty people.

My pent-up emotions were vented, and I was surprisingly excited and relaxed, as if I had let go of my burden. When I came out of the company, I had been walking lightly, and I no longer felt a trace of heaviness, and when I stopped, I found that I had unconsciously arrived at the school gate. I didn't look at the time when I came out, and I wanted to take out my phone to determine the time, but I found that the phone was gone, and I couldn't remember where I lost it, but I just remembered that I didn't use it again when I came out of the restaurant. Since I couldn't tell the time, I decided to wait slowly, and I didn't have to go to work anyway. It's a nice feeling of not being bound by time, it's like a fish returning to the sea, and the sense of space where you can breathe freely expands countless times in an instant, and I enjoy it to the fullest. It didn't take long for my daughter's crisp and cheerful voice to ring in my ears through the gate at the school gate, and I happily took her little hand from her teacher's phone and walked in the direction of home.

"Chenchen, my mother's job is gone, and I won't have the money to buy you new clothes in the future. ”

"Then don't buy it. ”

"Mom's phone was lost. ”

"Great! No one called, sent WeChat, my mother can play with me!

It turns out that in my daughter's heart, these things are not important, all she cares about is being able to be with me and let me play with her. Once again, I was deeply touched by my daughter's words, and my eyes moistened a little. I looked up at the sky and suddenly saw a vast amount of snowflakes floating in the gray mist. These snowflakes are like soft catkins in spring, flying around in the cold wind, crystal clear, light and happy. The hurried crowds of people in the streets began to stop, raised their heads like pilgrims, stretched out their arms to receive their baptism, and then jumped out like children in all kinds of ecstasy. In a short time, the black asphalt road on the ground had been soaked into a uniform white, and all the potholes had disappeared. My daughter was even more excited when she saw the snow, and kept pulling me to chase after me. The scars in my heart seemed to be buried by this white, and for the first time I was more relaxed than ever, as if I saw those clear eyes again, and heard the voice full of sunshine, "Hello everyone, I am Shen Weilan, the tiny micro, the orchid of the orchid." ”

When the twilight was already falling, we returned to the hospital and learned that my mother's test results were normal, and we could finally let go of our worries. I told my husband about my resignation, hiding the cause and effect, and although my husband was full of suspicion, he didn't ask again. Speaking of the lost mobile phone, I am very distressed, especially because it is a pity that many manuscripts are written in it. Later, I thought that those were basically unintentional works of deliberate flattery, and there was no pity. I secretly decided to use this blank time to start my own plan and fulfill my first dream.

On the second day of my resignation, Yanzi left temporarily, without saying goodbye, only letting her husband bring a message, she figured everything out and decided to use the remaining time to give Zeng Yuqiu an emotional explanation. Although I couldn't bear it, and I was very worried that I would never see her again, I was very happy with her decision and blessed her deeply. A week later, my mother was discharged from the hospital. In the days at home, I helped my mother do various rehabilitation training step by step, and my mother's complexion became more and more ruddy day by day. My husband made a big decision to start my own business, and although I was nervous, I deeply admired this bold decision.

Without all kinds of phone calls and WeChat, the daily time seems to have tripled, and I take my daughter to learn words, read, and play games, and the room is full of laughter and laughter every day. Without my mother's kitchen, it began to become my daily practice ground. Every weekend when I pick up my mother's rolling pin, my daughter has to stand next to me, and every time I open the dough, she picks up a little flour with her little hands and sprinkles it on it, which is quite tacit.

"Baby, what do you think the noodles I cut look like yet?"

"Well, like piano keys!"

"And what about the long noodles that are being pulled apart?"

"Like a headband!

Whenever this happens, my mother looks at us and can't stop laughing.

It turns out that when everything comes, it is not as bad as imagined, the job is gone, there are thousands of roads in the world, one does not pass and choose the other, leaving the wrong road, only then can you have the opportunity to choose the right path again, people lose is the key, so every time you give up, it is also to give yourself a chance to choose and get again, I do not regret my decision.