47 former predecessors
Before being hit by a car, Xia Tianzheng then flipped through the popular Weibo on his phone.
After being single for a long time, no matter how hard you work during the day and how expensive it is to stay up late at night, you still feel bored in the end, and many times a night of brushing Weibo will pass.
That day, he had just finished a special program, and as soon as the commission was hit on his mobile phone, Xia Tian didn't even see the number and transferred it away. It took him two weeks to get this outsourcing program right, except for a long sigh at the moment of completion, which seemed to sweep away all the tiredness of these days, and the feeling of happiness and relaxation could not last long.
After swiping the popular reply, Xia Tian stopped and laughed unconsciously.
[Tell me why you broke up with your ex]
The □□ love stories in the reply post, some people feel sorry for their ex, and some people's replies are sour and ironic about the harm done to themselves by their ex.
He saw that the content of the first place in the popular reply was: Everyone like me, let me be first, xxx, I regret breaking up with you, let's do it all over again!
Xia Tian only felt that these speculators who complained on the Internet were a little naïve.
Ex.
Xia Tian's predecessor list is not long, and the previous one made him completely end the carefree life of the rich second-generation son and realize the cruelty of life.
A scum-like existence.
Former predecessor.
Now it's become its own big *oss.
When I was in college, I was just a good-looking, good-sounding and sullen teenager, and in just a few years, when I met again, it had become unrecognizable.
Zheng Yang has changed, and he has also changed.
I can't say a word or two about the embarrassment of meeting again.
I only remember that many years ago, in the graduation season of the year they lived together, Xia Tian, who had never been heartless and indifferent, said: After graduation, I don't think you like me very much, or don't break up.
What was the expression of Zheng Yang, whose facial features were still green at that time
At that time, what was the mood of being cautious, selfish and awkward?
The memory of how to break up later is blurred.
It was as if we hadn't seen each other since that day.
It was a peaceful breakup, right?
Because I occasionally think of my love in college over the years, the people in my memory are still a beautiful scenery. Memories are all bright colors.
People who are good to gather and disperse meet each other, in the end, there is still so cordiality. After all, there was a time spent together, and that memory was shared.
Three days ago, in the afternoon, Meng Dong, the boss of the technical department, suddenly informed him to go to the United States for a meeting.
As soon as Xia Tian heard this, he held a meeting to participate in technical exchanges for a week, and hurriedly shook his head.
In the end, the boss threatened him not to go to the meeting and tell the human resources about his violation of the employee rules and taking extra money without permission.
When Xia Tian heard that he was going to cut off his financial route, he could only agree.
Hurry up and finish the work in hand before leaving, come out of the company in the middle of the night, collect the money, and scroll through Weibo while walking home.
After reading the sour and no positive energy reply on Weibo for a long time, Xia Tian rarely replied to a paragraph below:
My ex was a, but my ex really had a five-star review, and I remember that every time I took a shower, he helped me dry my feet with a dry towel and then let me run around the house in slippers. And......
Xia Tianzi typed halfway, and then was knocked away.
He didn't come out of the hospital until five o'clock in the morning, he called his boss and no one answered the phone, and when he went home, he sorted out his things and went to the airport, and saw his boss looking at him with monkey-like eyes.
Xia Tian was embarrassed to do it, and finally got on the plane, naturally being taken care of by his colleagues in every way.
Fortunately, Xia Tian, who hadn't slept all night, closed his eyes and fell asleep almost as soon as he was assigned a seat and fastened his seat belt.
When he woke up, he found that his position was the first class of the bosses. So the seats are extra spacious, and there are places to put your feet to sleep.
When I got off the plane and checked into the hotel, my room was very large.
Meng Dong, the boss who has a sense of distance from the employees on weekdays, seems to be particularly attentive to him in those days, and he stays in the hotel to rest in the activities he can't go, and explains the situation to him in the meetings he misses. It's as if the boss has become his own errand.
Xia Tian stayed in the United States for a few days in embarrassment, and he didn't know what the company sent him to do there.
Other executives seem to be busy with meetings and negotiations every day, he has seen Lu Li a few times, and he is a little tired and out of shape.
Zheng Yang seems to be the busiest, except for the back of his head in the first class cabin of the plane, he has not even seen Zheng Yang's face in the United States for a week.
Then he returned home.
The boss gave him a week of paid vacation, saying that he had helped a lot, and it was rare for the "foreman" who had been squeezing employees to be so polite to him.
Xia Tian took this opportunity to eat takeout at home for a week, and took another job to write a week's code. The door doesn't go out much.
Then on the last day of the holiday, when he finished his work and walked out of the room with his messy hair unkempt, he heard the sound of a child reading English in the living room.
Qi Ji and Lu Li's children are very sensible and cute, both adults are very busy, but children will take care of themselves when no one is around. Xia Tian played a small computer game for Xuanxuan, and the little ghost can also learn it as soon as he learns it, and he can clear the customs quickly, but this little guy seems to have a hard time learning English.
Xia Tian found that the dishes and chopsticks piled up in the sink had been cleaned, thinking that Qi Ji had come back and wanted to say thank you.
He heard a nice voice coming over: "This TH sound needs to bite the tongue, try again, they, think......"
A thick bass voice came one after another.
"Zheng Yang......" Xia Tian rubbed his eyes. It was determined that the man who was teaching Xuanxuan to read English was Teng Sheng's boss.
"Hmm. The man looked up, not at all surprised.
"Uncle Xia, you finally came out, this uncle just came to you, I wanted to call you, he said no. Xuan Xuan's eyes flashed and he said with a serious face.
"Looking for me?" Xia Tian pointed to himself.
Because what happened recently was too bloody, for a moment Xia Tian suspected that he had entered * and became the male protagonist.
Could it be that the president is domineering and the president wants to eat back grass?
It seems that everything has become weird after seeing Zheng Yang, the itinerary to the United States is weird, and the vacation after coming back is weird, and now the president has come to the door, so weird.
It's going to set almost, then compound, and then ...... The rhythm?
Xia Tian instantly went through all the whimsical plots in his head, and his face turned red.
"Are you looking for me?" Xia Tian rubbed his hair and cleared his throat, feeling a little about to enter the play.
"Yes. Zheng Yang stood up, personable.
I always feel that this person seems to have grown taller and stronger after graduation.
Xia Tian's head was a little messy, he saw Xuan Xuan obediently returning to the room with an English book, and he also sent several admiring expressions to Zheng Yang.
The atmosphere in the living room slowly became a little subtle.
"You're so busy, why are you here?" Xia Tian made his voice lighter.
"Do you know Qian Song?" Zheng Yang didn't have any expression, and there was no trace of Xia Tiany's feelings in his tone.
Hearing a name, Xia Tian was stunned.
Zheng Yang handed Xia Tian a document officially. At the top of the document is a photograph.
The boy in the photo is holding a beautiful girl, the boy is Xia Tian's half-brother Qian Song, the girl is wearing a school uniform, long hair and a shawl, very beautiful.
Xia Tian's smile just now dimmed, and the grass and mud horse in his heart couldn't run.
"What's wrong?" must not have been a good thing when it came to this person.
"The girl in the photo is my cousin, Xu Yuanyuan. She hasn't been home for two weeks and her parents are now abroad. He and Qian Song are classmates..."Zheng Yang's businesslike tone, I couldn't hear any tone.
Xia Tian had already taken out his mobile phone and broadcast the call.
Soon the phone was connected, and there was the voice of a teenager and the sound of loud music behind him.
"What?" the voice said reluctantly.
Xia Tian took a breath: "Is there a girl named Xu Yuanyuan in your band?"
"Yuanyuan?" the young man hesitated, "What?"
"Well, I have something to look for her. Xia Tian had a knowing expression, and handed over the phone to Zheng Yang after a while.
The man took the mobile phone, and Xia Tian walked out of the living room with interest.
Seeing the messy room inside his half-open door, he glanced at Zheng Yang, who was standing upright in the living room and connected to the phone like a plane model.
He suddenly remembered.
How did they break up many, many years ago?
Because I'm going to graduate.
Because Xia Tian, who has no ambition and is not motivated, only indulges in playing games every day.
Because no matter how clean Zheng Yang tidied up his apartment, he could make a mess in a few hours.
……
At that time, I often seemed to laugh at him: he must have been blind before agreeing to be with him.
Thinking about it now, I was really accurate by myself at that time.
Really people of two worlds. When we meet again, it seems that there is no need for even a polite greeting.
"Someone found?"
Five minutes later, Zheng Yang walked out, holding Xia Tian's mobile phone in his hand.
"Hmm. ”
"What bad thing is that kid doing to Qian Song? I'm his guardian. Xia Tian stood up straight and took out the posture of a parent. On weekdays, I often listen to the complaints of school teachers.
"It's good that people find it. Zheng Yang greeted Xuanxuan and left neatly.
The next day, he went to work at half past eight and was interviewed by the human resources supervisor at nine o'clock.
Nine and three points.
Xia Tian looked at the document "Statement on the Termination of a Full-time Labor Contract" in front of him, and his body was a little stiff.
"What do you mean?"
"Mr. Xia, Teng Sheng would like to express my sincere gratitude for your hard work in the past five years, and we will terminate your employment contract today for violating Clause 71 of the Employee Contract and Clause 3 of the Confidentiality Contract of the Network Information Department by privately selling confidential documents and customer information. The head of human resources spoke coldly.
Xia Tian went to look at Meng Dong, the boss of the department sitting on the side, who didn't dare to look at his eyes, and his expression at this time was very "wonderful".
Xia Tian looked at Manpower's investigation report on himself, and Meng Dong's so-called report on assisting in the investigation.
In the report, the email correspondence and transaction process between his mailbox and the American company are clearly written, and there is evidence of extra-fast work over the years.
At this time, Xia Tian finally understood that he was inexplicably dragged to the United States on a business trip, and was inexplicably approved to take paid leave at home, as well as Meng Dong's attitude towards him before......
It's not because of Zheng Yang at all.
Oh, I thought that I could grow my brain after suffering a loss, but I was dragged to be the wronged leader.
Xia Tian stared at Meng Dong for a minute.
I only felt that the face slowly overlapped with the ugly face in my memory.
When the dust settled, he was a small staff member with a handle in the hands of the higher-ups, and he could only blame himself for being careless.
Xia Tian neatly signed his name and neatly let go of the pen.
Then he threw a punch at Meng Dong...... 166 Reading Network