Xiang Tomorrow was puzzled: "I changed my name, what are you happy about?" ”

"Tomorrow is so weird, there will be a lot of misunderstandings when it is called, tomorrow is often on the lips, of course, referring to time. Now it's good, to tomorrow, to tomorrow is better, this is like a personal name! ”

"What?" Xiang Tomorrow is a little annoyed, wasn't he a human before?

Gongziliang laughed: "It's wrong, it's wrong!" Let's go, drink and go! ”

The two walked out of the office laughing as they spoke.

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When Wu Xiaofeng finally smiled, everyone saw the kind of reluctant smile with the corners of his mouth but without the slightest smile in his eyes, which made people feel even more uncomfortable. Wu Xiaofeng is really not mentally prepared for the loss of love, so he has a feeling of plummeting. She always thought that the two of them would go down noisily and happily like this, and walked directly into the besieged city and walked to Baitou. Because in Wu Xiaofeng's view, Xu Zhiyang is the person who can hold hands for a lifetime.

On the day of work, it happened to be the day when the list of personnel for the optimization of the combination was announced, and the propaganda department left a section chief, two deputy section chiefs, and the rest were all in the workshop. Wu Xiaofeng, who can write and broadcast, went back to the original workshop, and she packed up her things and left without saying a word. After returning to the workshop for a month, I heard that a girl in another workshop went to be an announcer, and it was said that she was the prospective daughter-in-law of a certain big leader. Everyone else is upset about Wu Xiaofeng, but Wu Xiaofeng doesn't feel angry at all, Wu Xiaofeng's feeling seems to have been numb, so she won't be sad about these things.

Wu Xiaofeng often sat quietly by an unknown small pond by himself, sitting there watching the sunset, watching the afterglow of the sunset, watching the passers-by by accidentally, watching the birds chirping across the sky, and looking at the ripples on the green water. Sometimes, she also took out a blue diary and wrote something on it quickly, sometimes she thought of tears coming out of her eyes, sometimes she took a book and read it silently, Wu Xiaofeng was getting more and more lazy to speak, in Qiu Wenyu's words, Wu Xiaofeng was self-isolated. This year, the cotton spinning industry has entered a trough, and the machinery industry is not much better, all walks of life are reducing employees, and the workshop is no exception. Wu Xiaofeng is facing layoffs again, this time she is even more numb, she has long been disheartened by these things left behind.

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Xu Zhiyang never came to Wu Xiaofeng again, he knew Wu Xiaofeng's personality very well, and he also knew that this matter was irreparable, and he had no face to redeem it. Xu Zhiyang clearly knows his heartache, so he also knows what kind of mood Wu Xiaofeng is in, in this life, Wu Xiaofeng will never forgive him. What's more, there are two women crying at home, which really makes Xu Zhiyang unable to keep his spirits up.

When Qiu Wenyu accompanied Wu Xiaofeng to go shopping, they saw a newly opened store with a very interesting name, called Qianyu Cultural Printing Company. "Xiaofeng, you see, now everything is called a company, and now the company is overwhelming, have you heard of it? On the Guangdong side, a brick fell and smashed five people, four of whom were managers and another deputy manager. Now there are leather bag companies everywhere, look at this one, it must be too. ”