55 Brother Zheng took me on a date

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This is a confession letter to independent people who want to know the truth.

I have always insisted on separating life and work until this moment. A malicious attack forced my private life into my work. I will not give in to those who are maliciously blackmailed. And today's confession, in the words of my loved ones, can be regarded as my reconciliation with myself.

As you may have heard and heard from various sources, my mother was a serving prisoner. Some of you have attacked me for this, thinking that it is ridiculous that I was born to deal with the fashion and luxury worlds. I understand, because the moment I sent my mother to prison, I never expected that I would choose the career I have today.

Before I talk about how I got to where I am today, I want to talk about my mother. I rarely mention her, even, I rarely see her. My impression of her was limited to the dark yellow face through the glass when I visited her every month. The long-term prison life has stagnated her life map, she does not know how to use a smartphone, she has never been on Taobao, and she knows very little about the things that people are accustomed to in life. The reason why she was put in prison and abandoned by the times was a rebellion she made eighteen years ago, for herself, for me.

She rebelled against my drunken abusive father.

My father terrified me, even though I didn't know much at the time, but when your father grabbed your mother's hair and hit the wall, when he took a cigarette to burn her arm, when he slapped her as a regular thing, your instinct will tell you that home is a dangerous place, there is a dangerous person, and he can cause you pain at any time. Whether it's **, or spiritual. Before I was eight years old, I used to have a bruise on the east and a wound on the west.

My mother was helpless, and she couldn't avoid getting hurt herself, but she thought of a way to reduce my injuries, and she would always push me into the small room as soon as my father stepped through the house, telling me not to go out no matter what happened. All the beating and scolding, she can solve it alone.

Is she stupid, you ask? Why didn't she turn to people? Whether it's calling the police or getting divorced, why do you endure beating and scolding?

Don't you know, even now, when there is a family dispute in a big city like Shanghai, the first solution most of the time is always internal reconciliation.

After all, a family, whether a neighbor or a stranger, will always use such words to make peace with the mud.

The sound insulation of my house is not good, every time I quarrel and scold, I can hear the whole floor and even up and down the stairs. At first, some people came to persuade me, but after being scolded by my father once or twice, no one was willing to care anymore.

"Don't worry about other people's affairs." I've heard this before.

What about divorce? It is not difficult to imagine how the strange eyes of a second-married woman were now under terrible pressure in a small town eighteen years ago.

So, my mother, this poor woman who was isolated and helpless, could only choose to endure the beating and scolding of her man, and could only blame herself for marrying the wrong person in her heart, but she could not think of an effective way to escape.

But anyone, driven to a corner, will have a day when he gets out of control. That day, my father struck my mother and me on the head with a broken beer bottle, and the huge death threat tore all my mother's sanity apart.

The pain, hesitation, and fear accumulated over the years gathered in that moment into a force that destroyed the sexuality, and in the process of resisting, she accidentally gave my father a fatal blow.

Is she at fault? Of course she was at fault, she broke the law. But is she alone?

What about the neighbors who turn a blind eye to domestic violence? What about the relatives who persuaded my mother to run away from home to persuade her to come home? What about the law?

And with such a mother in prison, I chose my current career, is it wrong? Even if it's not the best option, does that give someone the right to scold me?

I'm sorry, but I don't accept unreasonable duties and brainless abuse.

I first entered the PR industry by coincidence. At the beginning, I was indeed vain, and I couldn't take my eyes off those gorgeous clothes. But I also know that I don't deserve it yet.

However, I tried hard enough. From the time I opened Weibo six years ago to write fashion scriptures and collocation scriptures to the present, from jerky bad taste to today's beautiful dry goods sharing, more than 2,000 days, I have not stopped Weibo for a day. Apparel & Beauty, Fashion, Marie & Women, Xinwei, ELLE, GQ...... All these magazines that you deserve to be called, I try to get my hands on each issue and read them. And all the luxuries that you have put on your names, their history, their books, domestic and foreign, I have also eaten them all.

I wake up at 6 a.m. almost every morning, go for a morning jog to exercise, read a book and recharge. More than 50 hours per week. I consulted with many people in the industry, and I humbly learned the strengths of the people I met in my work. My company, my colleagues, my clients, everyone has taught me a lot at different times, both as a person and as a person.

For four years, I soaked up knowledge like a sponge, and finally, I became who I am - imperfect, still a long way to go, but much better than I am.

To the people who say that I play tricks and take advantage of the upper position on the left side of the door. I can argue bluntly: I didn't take shortcuts, every step, God knows how hard I tried.

I am an example of how it is useful to prove that in this world, you can stick to the bottom line without a background, and with passion and perseverance alone.

You can still not believe me, you can still dislike me as a person, but I will not explain again, this letter has already stated everything I want to say.

I don't expect everyone to understand. How mediocre you should be if everyone understands you. I don't want to be a mediocre person.

On the other hand, I am grateful to those who have supported me during the turmoil. Whether it's friends or followers who haven't met before.

At this point, although I have not been able to completely let go of the shadow of my childhood, I have taken the first step towards reconciliation with this past.

At the end of the article, allow me to express my special thanks to the person who helped me take my first step, my love.

With him, I experienced a lot of happiness that I had never had before. Thank you for being there in my life, teaching me through difficult times and teaching me to grow. May we be able to walk a longer journey, and the blessings of my life will be with him.

Thank you for taking the time to read.

Jiang Yi

Yours sincerely."

Zhao was waiting for her downstairs in Jiang Yi's office when he finished reading this article on his mobile phone. She posted on both Weibo/Weibo and WeChat/Xin platforms. After he finished reading it, he casually shared it with his circle of friends without any comments.

By the time Jiang got downstairs, the article had already been shared by the brothers in the group. The accompanying text is almost similar to "support the sister-in-law".

Jiang Yi went downstairs after finishing work, her article was sent out before work, and her colleagues in the office looked at her at the end of the day today, I don't know if she was too careful, and she always felt a little pity. She certainly doesn't need the mercy of others, but it's better than being speculated on for no reason.

Nic also privately comforted Jiang Yi in the pantry, and she was rarely good-tempered. Nic's mouth was broken, before Jiang Yi deliberately let him hear him calling, just to show that it was all a false accusation against her, and sure enough, Nic shared the content of her call with Biren, but added his own opinion, positive. He said that he believed in Jiang Yi's character, and at first glance, he was framed by a cheap/person.

Jiang Yi's trick is not only to figure out guò Nic to pass the word, but also to test him. No matter how big the office is, it will go to the front lawn, and rumors will always reach her ears when they turn around. Nic's support for her means a lot to Jiang Yi. For example, there is true love in the world, and there is true love in the world.

Before going out of the gate, Jiang Yi captured Zhao Zheng's car through the glass, went straight to open the car door, and saw that he was looking at his mobile phone.

"Why are you so attentive? E-books? Jiang Yi sat in the car and asked.

Zhao Zheng pointed the screen at her and motioned for her to look at it herself.

She glanced at it, it was his circle of friends, and several articles that retweeted her, obviously his gang of brothers, all kinds of words of solidarity with her. Jiang Yi's heart was warm again: "They are so good." ”

"They all love to deal with you. You are a cheerful person who deserves to be treated well by others. He pressed his phone and set it aside.

"If I get along with you again, I will really be praised by you so that I can't find the north."

"It's good, I can't find the direction, so I can only follow me. Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll look around. ”

"Tsk, the abacus is really good." Jiang Yi pinched his face and said disgustedly, "You are not really fat, you don't even have such a difficult face." ”

"That's not the kind of rhetoric you used when you touched my abs." Zhao Zheng remained silent, "It's not good to turn your face so quickly, my love." ”

His last four words made Jiang Yi blush inexplicably, and she coughed lightly and looked out the window.

After all, it is rare to confess to people seriously, and when I write it down, I don't feel anything, and it seems a little awkward to say it in person. Well, she's innocent too.

Jiang Yi looked at the backward scenery outside the window, and after a while, asked, "This doesn't seem to be the way to your house, where are we going?" ”

"Go on a date."

"Dating?"

"Didn't you notice that we hadn't gone out on a date in a long time?"

"Like...... yes. ”

"As an experienced person, are you a little distracted?"

"Don't blame me, who made you look so kidney-free."

“…… Let's turn around and go back. Zhao Zheng said that he was about to change lanes.

"Why do you change your mind when you don't agree!" Jiang Yi hurriedly stopped him, "My little baby, you are the best, sue me, where are we going to date?" ”

Zhao Zheng squinted at the woman who turned her face faster than the book, and replied, "You'll know when you arrive." ”

Jiang Yi frowned, okay, it's really hard to coax to sell Guanzi.

However, the suspense did not last long, and after more than 20 minutes of driving, I turned into the underground parking garage of the iapm shopping mall on Huaihai Road. This high-end shopping mall, which has been newly opened in the past two years, brings together many luxury brands, and Jiang Yi does not come much, that is, when he comes to eat, he will take a look at it.

The car stopped steadily in the parking space, and Jiang Yi followed Zhao Zheng to get out of the car.

"So, we're here for dinner? Still is...... Watching a movie? ”

"Eat first, then go shopping."

"Shopping?"

When the elevator arrived, Zhao Zheng's colleague who walked in with long legs took Jiang Yi's hand and brought her in.

He pressed the close button, and his tone was unwavering: "Yes, shopping." ”