After going to work, I have a full job, and my mood is not so tormented and impatient. Learn the current company's personnel management process step by step, and the leader in charge is a big sister, so everyone can breathe a sigh of relief.

There are a lot of young people in the company, and the young men and girls eat and chat together at noon every day, and it is inevitable to make some jokes.

There is a young man from Wenzhou, who is a financial person, he is very shy, he doesn't have a girlfriend yet, and when he eats one day, they joke that Xiaowei and Xiaodong are a good match.

I turned pale and shook my head

"I have a boyfriend and I'm getting married. Everyone burst into laughter, Xiaoyun said

"Why are you reacting so much," I twitched, unable to speak. After returning to his seat, the QQ avatar was flashing, and it was Xiaodong's

"Xiaowei, do you really have a boyfriend?" I replied

"Yes!" he didn't reply to me. A few days later, a colleague in the company had a birthday, and several young people had a meal together, I didn't want to go, but I had to see my mother's face when I came home late, and they persuaded me vigorously

"Go ahead, it's boring when there are fewer people. "He also promised me that I would break up early, but I was embarrassed to refuse, so I followed everyone.

The hot pot eaten that night was in full swing, and the male colleague had red faces and red ears from the morning drink, and only Dongzi was allergic to alcohol and drank tea.

When it was almost 8 o'clock, they were going to karaoke, and I was in a hurry to go home, so they asked Dongzi to send me back, because he was the only one who didn't drink.

When I arrived downstairs at my house, Dongzi was still a gentleman and helped me open the door, and I smiled goodbye to him and went home.

When I entered the door, Ziqing's mother was in the living room with a gloomy face, and I said something tentatively

"Auntie, I'm back. His mom asked me

"Who's the man who brought you back?" I explained

"It's a colleague, someone had a birthday dinner, and he sent me back without drinking. She tapped her fingers on the coffee table and said in a weird way

"Xiaowei, it's not that your aunt is old-fashioned, you're about to get married to Ziqing, it's better to be restrained and restrained. "My blood was pouring up

"Auntie, normal colleague interaction, there's no need to think about it. "The stood up, and his voice was very harsh

"Don't tell me that, you young people just don't know the severity, you don't care about the house outside, if you still want to play, don't enter my door" turned around and went back to the house.

I just felt cold and cold in my hands and feet. I had insomnia that night, Ziqing was not at home on a business trip, and I asked myself repeatedly, Zhao Xiaowei, what are you doing right?

I think it is necessary for me to tell Ziqing about this, so that it will not be more difficult for this to be heard from his mother to his ears.

The next morning, I called Zi Yu to ask when he would be back, and he said that he would be there at 7 o'clock. I asked him to pick me up from work when he came back.

He asked me why, and when I thought about it, I didn't need to talk about it too seriously, but said as if I had a ghost in my heart

"I'm going to work overtime, you can come back and pick me up. He agreed. In the evening, he called me downstairs, and I rushed downstairs, just when I met a colleague from the business department who was working overtime, in his 30s, and took the elevator downstairs together and went out.

Seeing Ziqing, his face was very bad, and he looked at the back of that colleague and asked

"Who is he?" I said

"Colleague".

"Working overtime together?" he asked. I suddenly felt a kind of depression that I couldn't argue. I was silent. What I wanted to say was in such a depressing atmosphere, but I couldn't say a word.

Inexplicable grievances, inexplicable helplessness. The two didn't say anything all the way and went home. He went to the fucking room and talked for a while.

I already had a bad feeling in my heart about how his mother would describe it to him, and I couldn't explain anything.