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Before I met L, I never believed in fate, and I never believed that the bloody scenes in TV dramas would be staged in real lifeBut I must have met the nemesis of my fate, and the feeling was indescribable: uncomfortable, strange, frightened, mixed with excitement and joy from disbelief.

I hated S so much for this, he insisted on taking me to the industry summit, so in the lounge next to the venue, I watched a familiar figure in a straight suit come over and shook hands with S with a smile. His smile became even more pleasantly surprised when he saw me. I was all too familiar with that radiant and thin face, with shining eyes, a confident smile, and a well-groomed hairstyle.

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Without any words, I was still like the silly girl back then, and my heart was pierced at the first sight of him.

Love flourishes only when it is free. The idea that love is an obligation can only kill love. Just one sentence: You should love someone enough to make you hate that person.

The existence of love completely subverted my rational view of love.

The reason why there are still so many brainless fans watching the dog blood drama is because when this situation and this scene really appeared in life, he only nodded and greeted me, and after chatting with S for a while, he returned to his banquet, and my eyes were tightly bound to him throughout the whole process, and no one could block it. I haven't seen him for almost half a year, L has lost weight, and I feel distressed when I look at his back.

I couldn't hear what was being said on the stage, I felt a tightness in my chest, and a strong feeling akin to jealousy somehow rose from my heart. Julien's Opera House &mdah;This crazy and familiar emotional confrontation seems to be about to sprout again. I hated him for appearing out of nowhere, hated him for disturbing my heart, hated how he could sit in the front row so calmly and never look back. I hate him for not being able to love me.

No, I'm leaving. Emotionally unbearable, intellectually still sober.

I tiptoed up to say hello to S, sitting in the same row as L, but there was a long way in between. I couldn't help but look at L, noticed my expression, and looked at L, who nodded and smiled, making S think I was politely saying goodbye to my old boss. These two veterans of the love scene are on equal footing, and in order to avoid revealing clues, I can only evacuate as soon as possible.

That day, L didn't chase it out like a bloody drama. With S present, he will have some scruples; In addition, he knew very well that even if he chased it out, it would not change anything.

Distraught, I took a taxi and hurried out of the scene.

But in my heart, I kept replaying every frame of the picture I had just seen, and I carefully reflected on whether there was some information in it: the moment he saw me, was it possible that he was thinking about me during the meeting, and the meaning in his eyes before I left...... I began to fantasize like a girl with a crush for the first time.

Of course, as soon as I stepped out of the car with my high heels, I reverted to my inviolable appearance, and I told myself to say, "Please let him get away."

After two days of worrying, my mentality gradually adjusted and recovered.

Y didn't see anything and picked me up for dinner every night.

I'm going to pick up the car next month&mdah;I followed Y's advice and bought a Champagne Gold Passat and paid in installments. I don't like little girls' models, and I don't like to engage in a variety of interiors, just a means of transportation, and strive to be simple and business.

For more than two years, I am still satisfied with my progress, except that I am a little entangled and imbecile in terms of feelings.

Fortunately, now, the older leftover women are on the right path to the broad road.

However, it didn't take long for me to run into some problems at work.

A little girl in that position when I was in my earliest days cried to me one day, saying that the contract renewal was rejected by the other party. This unit has always been our long-term cooperative supplier, with frequent supply and demand, and quarterly payment. So she didn't make an appointment to communicate in advance, and when the contract was about to expire, she sent an email invitation directly, but she was rejected. The little girl cried and cried, afraid that the company would criticize her negligence and fine her salary. It's not a big deal, but the two sides have been working together very well, and I don't know why they want to break off diplomatic relations. Time is urgent, and it is very difficult to find a suitable supplier. The little girl said that the reason given by the other party was the strategic transfer of the company's industrial chain.

I also feel a little annoyed, such a thing is indeed a bit irresponsible not to communicate with the interested party A three months in advance. I had a good relationship with the leader in charge of their company, and I called directly to ask what was going on.

"Manager X? Oh, I'm sorry," said the person in charge, "I'm not there anymore." ”

So that's what happened.

I immediately arranged for a car and a meal to get ready for a new network.

There will be a lot of problems with small businesses, but I am very different from this very large supplier. It may also be because the chain of self-interest within it is not clear, and we don't need to delve into this.

The first time I was going to go, I left the rest to another more eye-catching boy in the department. It shouldn't be a big problem, it's a big deal to raise the price. If you must change suppliers, let us know when the time comes.

Needless to say, this is not a workplace. In short, I had a close fight with the new person in charge of the other party, both soft and hard, and after three rounds of drinking, I couldn't figure out why they still refused to renew the contract. Out of reason.

All of a sudden, it became tricky.

Even if I had to change suppliers, I wouldn't be able to deal with S.

I thought about it for three days, and finally I finally got to the tone of the in-house counsel of their company's contract department through the relationship:

It turned out that they had recently signed a new strategic agreement with another company in the same industry, and the other party asked them to agree on an exclusive agreement in the contract at a price almost double that of our company. However, the specific company name is not convenient to disclose.

It dawned on me!

Some information that was previously ignored will jump out: this professional production line of this supplier, with high quality and high price, is mainly supplied to foreign export trade. Our company seems to be still in the time of L (I haven't come at that time, just heard about it), and it is not easy to talk about the "exclusive supply"&mdah; of course, they also began to supply some domestic industries in the same industry, but because of its price factor, the number of Party A is only a handful. In this city, the only peer who can afford this fee is L's company.

I sat in the office chair where I used to sit and broke out in a cold sweat. It was really cold, shivering.

What is he going to do?