Shenzhen, the city that plays out all kinds of human comedies every day. There are all kinds of different reasons for quarrels between people, money, mistresses, children, houses. But only the feelings that have been wishful thinking will not fluctuate, there will be no quarrels, and there will be no response.

Lin Bing held Wen Jiàn and ran in small steps on the 11th floor of the busy and panicked building, with square black eyes and glasses on the bridge of his small nose, raising his hand to push his glasses from time to time, for fear of falling and being stepped on by others. But if you are not afraid of bumping into others, you are afraid that others will bump into you. The paper in Wen Jiàn's folder was scattered all over the place, and Lin Jiong helplessly cursed the perpetrator for not opening his eyes, squatting down to protect the scattered papers for fear of being stepped on by others. "I'm sorry." A nice and gentle male voice came from overhead. Lin Wei replied lightly without raising his head: "It's okay, I'll pick it up myself." The hand that reached the ground paused, and then picked up the paper on the ground. The girl stood up and pulled Wen Jiàn from the man's hand, didn't even look at it, and walked around him to leave. Lin Wei is not rude, but his temperament is colder, and he has no expression and nothing to say to strangers. She didn't have many friends, she could count them on one hand. "Director Lin, this is the planning that ZERO asked us to do, please take a look." Lin Wei took the text in the other party's hand and handed her back the text in his hand: "This is what I changed and sent to the president's office." That's right, Lin Bing is the design director of KM. Everyone thinks that the tall figure and fashionable design director, Lin Bing, is an outlier. Lin Wei graduated from the design department of G University, undergraduate and graduate students for a total of six years, excellent grades and lucky girls, as soon as she graduated, she was assigned to a well-known design KM company, two years of hard work and a solid foundation let her sit in the position of design director. She doesn't like to dress up like other girls, she has lived for 28 years, and there are only jeans and white shirts in her closet. Lin Bing is not short-sighted, but she has always worn a pair of flat glasses since 8 years ago.

There was a bright red BMW parked at the door of the building, leaning on the door of a woman wearing a mini-short leather skirt and black suspenders, a pair of big sunglasses blocking half of her small face, a bright burgundy wavy long hair, a burning cigarette between her slender fingers, and smoking it unhurriedly. "Barr, can you stop dressing like this and waiting for me in front of the company in your coquettish car." Lin Wei took off his glasses, blinked his beautiful black eyes, and waved his hand at the woman driving the BMW with a disgusted expression. "Lin Bing, you are 28 years old, and you are still wearing these jeans and white shirts, and you are dressed like this. If I were your boss, I'd fire you first. Too embarrassed KM's face. "Li Baer, Lin Bing's best friend and roommate, married the rich second generation of G at the age of 25, she didn't love the rich second generation, just for money, just to pay back her mother who was addicted to gambling." Oh, yes. Since you, the wife of a wealthy family, dislike me for being dressed in simple clothes and not worthy of sitting in your red BMW, then please stop trampling on my humble room and go back to sleep with your family. Lin Wei pointed at the woman with a smug expression. Don't don't, please get in the car, please get in the car. Lai threw away the cigarette butt and bent down to open the car door for the girl.

Night, ah——! "Lin Jiong! Lin Jiong! It's okay, it's okay. Li Baer hugged the trembling girl and gently stroked her back: "It's okay, it's okay, it's all over." "The night was quiet, and in the dark, the two girls hugged each other tightly and cried.

There are some things and some people, they happen when they shouldn't happen, and they happen when they shouldn't happen, and no one is wrong, but what is wrong is time. Everyone thinks that time can dilute a qiē, but time has another advantage, making the wound suppurate and rot and fester. Lin Wei met the wrong person at the wrong time, and something happened that shouldn't have happened, and no one was wrong. Do you think you are born cold? Actually, you're wrong. Some things, some people, after experiencing them, will become invincible in their hearts. Lin Bing and Li Baer are friends of life and death, and the two girls are now helpless. With only an endless amount of money to spend and a reputation that will not be lost, she is not happy. Lin Jiong? She had nothing but work and wounds and an indestructible heart.

"Erjiong, have you been in contact with Li Hao recently?" In the early morning, Li Baer puffed his face with powder, and glanced at Lin Jiong, who was making breakfast in the kitchen with one eye, as if yesterday's events had never happened. "He called me." Lin Wei stirred the oats in the pot and looked at it lightly. "You're not ready to surrender? It's been 9 years, and my class has been chasing you since Li Hao's senior year of high school. In your freshman year, you are like the walking dead, and people don't say they want you. Lai Baer sat on the carpet and looked in the mirror, looking seductive. Lin Wei came out with breakfast and glared at the stinky Li Baer: "He's a good person." Come over for dinner. The girl who sat down to eat raised her eyes and glanced at the woman who was twisting her buttocks: "Li Baer, can you wear more in the future." "It's been hot these two days!" Li Baer raised his hand and looked at the Rolex watch, picked up the bowl and took a sip of porridge: "It's too late, Lin Jiong, I won't send you today." I'm going to be late for work!. He took two pieces of bread and changed his shoes, and rushed out of the door. Lin Wei smiled helplessly, continued to eat breakfast, and suddenly remembered that someone said to him 8 years ago: It's too late for me to work, Lin Bing I won't send you anymore! Go to school on your own. At that time, the teenager was always wearing jeans and a white shirt, with fresh short hair, handsome eyebrows and eyes, and a warm smile. Now, Lin Bing is the only one left. "Farewell." Lin Wei smiled bitterly, put down the breakfast in his hand, took his bag to change his shoes, and went out to work.

Every day is new for Lin Bing, and it takes hard work, and how many people want to gain a foothold in the city of Shenzhen. Lin Bing scoffed, she Lin Bing didn't need to gain a foothold, she just needed to be enough to support herself and be lonely.