The two went to a local restaurant, and when they were eating, He Han felt that Murong Xu was a little absent-minded.

He didn't talk much with Han, and usually Murong Xu took the initiative to find a topic, but today at the dinner table, he was very silent.

He Han deliberately changed the shrimp winter melon he didn't like in front of him, but Murong Xu didn't notice it, and unconsciously took two chopsticks and sent it to his mouth.

He Han put down his chopsticks and frowned: "What's wrong with you?" ”

Well? Murong Xu raised his head and subconsciously replied, "It's nothing." ”

Suddenly realized that the dish in front of him was wrong, and realized that his mind was too obvious.

He thought for a moment, and inhaled unconsciously, as if with some kind of determination: "I'll ask you a question, if, I mean if, one day I have to ...... What would you do if you were to marry someone else? ”

He Hanyuan's eyes were open, and his expression was incredible, he was actually thinking about this kind of thing.

What kind of pressure forced him to think about such a thing?

"Is there any pressure?" She didn't answer his question directly.

Alas, Murong Xu sighed in his heart, he couldn't hide anything.

He was speculating just now, what would happen if she knew it, and now that she took Fang Mingen's money, it was difficult to ride a tiger, and the video was poked out, although there were no flaws, and things could be over.

But there will be no less news about chasing after the wind and shadows, he and He Han will fall into the whirlpool of public opinion, HX is finished, Fang Siming lost money, and he and He Han lost all their hard work.

Seeing that Han didn't speak, she began to think about the possibility of this question, was there something wrong with the Fang family or Murong Ding?

Does he marry someone else? Just thinking about it made her heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

She clenched her fists and forced herself to think: "I told my mother about falling in love before, and she didn't ask anything, just told me not to lose myself, not to hurt others, and not to be afraid of success or failure." ”

After a pause and plucking up her courage, she finished the rest with great difficulty: "I think what I have been doing before is not to be afraid of successful love, so if you marry someone else, what I can do is probably not to lose yourself, and don't be afraid of falling in love." ”

Yes, He Han must be rather broken than broken, Murong Xu already knew the answer, she has such a stubborn personality, how can she tolerate sand in her eyes.

He felt like a bastard, and he was sure he wouldn't compromise, but why bother to ask, breaking her heart?

He reached out to cover the hand that He Han had clenched into a fist on the table, gently wrapped her fist, and said softly: "I was wrong, this kind of thing, I shouldn't think about it." ”

Yang Fengyin can't go against it, you have to have a broken boat!

He Han had suffered so much before and done so much, and he couldn't drag her in anymore.

There will be a way!

He Han nodded, accepted his words, and kept the uneasiness in his heart to digest for himself.

The meal was a little dull, and when she returned to the apartment, she didn't turn on the computer to watch her work again, she pestered Murong Xu to make love, and then hugged him and chatted, so she fell asleep chatting.

The rest of the days were calm, perhaps just an illusion that the mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings, but the crisis did not emerge, and the storm was silent before it was ready to start.

Finally came to the big day of submission of application materials, and Han deliberately picked out a magenta suit.

Standing in front of the mirror with Han to do the final makeup finishing, Murong Xu praised a few words, but He Han felt that his eyes were flashing, and his words were a little against his will.

She looked at him in the mirror, waiting for him to say something.

Murong Xu avoided her gaze and came over to touch her lips: "Everything goes well!" ”

After saying that, he lowered his head and was busy tying himself a tie.

According to the agreement, today Ah Yi drove with Han to submit the materials, and after Murong Xu went out, He Han turned on the computer.

Maybe it's obsessive-compulsive, she's used to taking one last look at her material before any deadline.

A large number of documents, almost every page is swept down at a glance, maybe it is providence, just scanning and reading, He Han suddenly found that the dozens of pages of data in the clinical trial were a little strange.

Probably she had seen it too many times, and the shape of a series of numbers was imprinted in her mind, and she didn't know exactly how much, but those shapes of length and shortness, with different blanks on the left and right, seemed to have a deviation.

She hurriedly called up the raw data in the computer, and under the pair, she gasped.

Who is it...... Tampered with her data?

At this time, Ah Yi's call came, saying that he had arrived downstairs.

He Han's heart was in a mess, so he could only let Ah Yi wait first.

Ah Yi probably heard He Han's voice trembling, different from usual, he asked with concern: "Sister Yu Han, what's wrong with you?" ”

He Han calmed down and calmed his out-of-control emotions: "It's okay, give me ten minutes, and I'll come to a conclusion." ”

Ah Yi waited for ten minutes, and Han's call came on time, her voice sounded more depressed than just now, with a hoarseness: "Ah Yi, I'll go downstairs immediately, we won't go to the drug administration today, you have to send me to the company." ”

Before entering the office, I said hello to Han and Wang Hua, who was in charge of clinical experiments, and asked him to come to see him as soon as he was free.

Two minutes later, Wang Hua was already sitting in front of He Han.

Wang Hua Chinese New Year's Eve this year, as soon as he graduated, he worked in Tianyu, because of his high loyalty, large companies like this kind of fresh graduates who have been staying.

He Han looked at Wang Hua's somewhat nervous facial expression, and he had already guessed half of the matter.

She pressed down the deep disappointment in her heart: "The clinical data part of the application materials is your final draft, and the problematic data are all changed by you." ”

She didn't use a question, but directly made a judgment with a statement.

Wang Hua looked at her nervously through black-framed glasses, but didn't dare to say anything.

The leader in front of him, who is several years younger than him, has always been naturally alienated and cold, but the state of work is admirable, and he obeys her on a case-by-case basis.

"Say, who told you to change it?" Yohan wanted to hear him say that name.

The modification is so deliberate, and the logical chain is clear, which is Wang Hua's style.

In this case, the NMPA directly rejects the review request, instead of returning it, giving amendments, requesting supplementary materials, or continuing to reproduce the test data.

In other words, handing over this material is simply suicide, and it is the two new drugs that directly kill her.

He Han's gaze gave Wang Hua a sense of oppression, and he was also startled when he received the task, and he didn't understand what kind of mysterious operation this was. But he couldn't refuse the man who asked him, he admired that person, and of course he knew he didn't have a chance.

"It's the president." He lowered his eyes to the ground, avoiding her gaze.

"How did he convince you?" He Han was not too shocked, but seemed to be relieved to hear the final verdict, and the second leather boot upstairs finally fell to the ground.

Wang Hua raised his head violently and became excited: "He doesn't have to convince me, he can do whatever he tells me to do." ”

With Han's eyes widened, this time he was really surprised, what do you mean by that?

Looking at her surprised expression, Wang Hua felt a twisted relief, he would not have a chance, but he could hit her, and he had a sense of revenge: "I admire him," perhaps it had been suppressed for a long time, he said regardless of it, "Yes, it is that kind of admiration." ”

Yohan let out a breath and was knocked down by endless exhaustion, and she slumped in the swivel chair.

She uttered the last sentence, almost in a breathless voice: "Got it, you go out." ”

As soon as the office door closed, the room was quiet and terrifying, looking down at his brightly colored skirt, silently mocking. Along the way, her brain went crazy and went crazy, but she couldn't think of a reasonable explanation for why he did it.

Is there no other way? It had to ruin her hard work, which she regarded as sacred.

She knew that he was under pressure, and since she could compromise and forbear, couldn't he give up the things that were pestering him?

Admire him?! recalled Wang Hua's words in his head, and that sentence became the last straw, crushing the only reason left with Han, and tears fell one by one.

Does he know? He actually took advantage of it?

She didn't dare to think about it, for fear that if the three words "Murong Xu" turned in her heart, she would collapse in an instant, and her flesh and blood would be shattered.

Tears crept all over her face, and she specially applied a thin foundation on her face, leaving shallow fine lines, staggered, like porcelain with cracked glaze, sad and fragile.

She let herself cry for a while, and when her mind calmed down, she turned on the computer, mechanically checked each set of data, and after correcting the submitted materials, she copied a copy in the USB flash drive.

Before noon, she got off work.

Delete the WeChat message sent to her by Murong Xu, "Did the materials go well?" A seven-word question, a great irony, mocking all her trust and dedication.

She returned to the apartment and began to tidy up her things, living for most of the year, adding a lot of things to the apartment, more photos on the wall, most of the time she had a faint smiling face, he was keen to do all kinds of intimate actions, hugging his shoulders, kissing his face, and resting his chin on the top of her head. There was also one on the beach, and he suddenly picked her up, and the two laughed together.

She didn't dare to look at it, thinking that he would have to face these pictures alone in the future, she couldn't breathe well, her fists clenched and loosened, and her breath vomited and vomited. She packed up her things, packed the clothes and things she had brought, and she could tell them clearly, and none of the things he had bought for her had been touched.

She didn't want all kinds of documents, equity, warrants, and car keys, and all the implications had to be cut off, and she made up her mind that she would never drag her feet. After packing up, she began to write the resignation report, as well as the equity transfer instructions, all the documents she could think of, leaving aside the documents needed for the relationship.

It was dark after writing, and only the notebook was in the dark room, suddenly flashing with a cold white light.

He Han felt dazzling, so he simply turned off the computer. Just guard the box she had put together, sit on the couch they had made out and hugged, and wait for the man she had loved, but now decided to leave, to come back.

The sound of clicking, snapping and popping up again was like a muffled drum in a room where time had stopped, beating and cold's heart contracted, and the feeling of shock and suffocation came up, as if it was undecided.

Holding the USB flash drive in her hand, she warned herself to be brave!