However, the heaviness that pressed on Li Bingde's heart could not be retreated. Li Bingde did not return to the office, but hastily ate a cigarette in the sky garden to change his mood.

It is Lee's work habit to double-check at least twice after completing each job, and he has not slackened off because it is the work that Jun Tsai is responsible for.

In the time of swallowing the clouds and mist, the irritability in Li Bingde's heart gradually decreased. Li Bingde knows very well that in this matter, there is also the reason why Mr. Zhang took the opportunity to have a seizure. It was probably because Mr. Cheung was not accustomed to his assertions, and recently he often took over the work that Jun Tsai failed to complete in private.

However, if Mr. Zhang hadn't caught the handle, even if Mr. Zhang wanted to have a seizure, he wouldn't have a seizure.

In the final analysis, in this way, he carried the black pot for others in vain, and Li Bingde was unwilling? However, Mr. Zhang sent a message saying that the matter was over, and if Li Bingde held on to it again, Mr. Zhang would only blame him even more. Therefore, Li Bingde couldn't help but secretly blame Jun Tsai for confessing to him, making him bear the responsibility for the crime in vain.

After returning to the office, Li Bingde saw an extra note on his desk. Written on the top is Miss Shangpin Lang Rong and a series of phone numbers.

Li Bingde found the folder of the project in the Shangpin Gallery, sat down, picked up the microphone and dialed back.

It was the other party's secretary who picked up the phone, expressing the idea of bringing forward Friday's meeting. Li Bingde took advantage of the situation to set the time at five o'clock later, and it was rare that the other party did not think that the time was too close to the end of work.

As soon as he hung up the phone, Li Bingde hurriedly packed his bags. Before leaving the company, he left a message in Esther's instant messaging conversation: "1700 Visitors (The Gallery)". He was secretly glad that he had escaped from this oppressive atmosphere.

Until Li Bingde left the company, Jun Tsai and him never talked to each other again.

When Li Bingde finished the meeting with Miss Yung and gave a brief introduction to the AR augmented reality mini-game for the anniversary celebration of Shangpin Gallery, it was already the beginning of the day.

It is never an easy job to face a customer who knows nothing about programming, after all, it is difficult to fully understand the programming logic by imagination alone, and there is often a gap between what he says and what the customer can understand. This sense of powerlessness is especially true when customers are filled with endless ideas.

As Li Bingde stepped into the elevator outside Miss Yung's office, he inexplicably thought of Xu Jingjia. Who can live as easily as Xu Jingjia? Lately, she doesn't seem to cry much, is it because she finally doesn't even have to work part-time?

Thinking of this, Li Bingde casually touched a cigarette out of his trouser pocket, and was about to point it, when he heard a "poof", and the elevator opened the door on another brightly lit floor.

Li Bingde subconsciously hid the cigarette in his palm, but raised his eyes but didn't see anyone in the lobby. He then pressed the close button at a speed of 180 times per second, and even though he vaguely heard the sound of someone shouting "Wait a minute", his hand did not stop, and he just watched the elevator door slowly close with satisfaction.

"Bye, wait...... Wait a minute......" Zhou Muqing shouted vigorously, and in embarrassment, he stepped on his high heels and pounced on the elevator button.

Finally, in the nick of time, the door of the elevator opened again for her.

Zhou Muqing glared hatefully at the man standing by the elevator door. When he saw his finger pressed on the closing button, he stood in disgust at the farthest position from him.

Hearing the man say, "I'm sorry, I pressed it wrong," Zhou Muqing glanced at the inch of cigarette that he couldn't hide in his palm, and didn't pay attention to it. These little emotions were covered by physical and mental exhaustion before the lift door was reopened.

Zhou Muqing felt the soreness coming from her calves, and for a moment, she secretly felt glad that she was tired. At least, she's not going to be the good baby who can only hide under the wings of her parents.

In the next few months, Zhou Muqing achieved good results in the Yurongfang project, and Xiao Bailian's work efficiency finally caught up. However, Zhou Muqing's work continues unabated. Due to the success of the Yurongfang project, the manager handed over more important projects to her, and Zhou Muqing also felt that he was more and more valued by the manager.

Zhou Muqing worked harder than before, and his requirements for work continued to improve, and he secretly looked at the position of the department head in his heart.

Since the last time there was a rumor about her targeting Little White Lotus, Zhou Muqing has been more careful in handling interpersonal relationships in the group, so as not to give others another handle.

Although Zhou Muqing still did not figure out the reason for the rumors.

This day coincides with the successful conclusion of the Yurongfang project. As soon as he returned to the company in the morning, Zhou Muqing put hand-poured coffee on the table of each team member, and each cup was the favorite taste of the team members. There are not many people in their group, counting Mu Qing last week, there are only five people.

When Zhou Muqing put the last cup of coffee in Raymond's place, he just turned around and bumped into another person. At a glance, it was YY, a newcomer from the neighboring group.

Zhou Muqing's rare good mood dissipated most of it in an instant.

YY's unique cold aura made Zhou Muqing's impression profound. This person doesn't seem to understand the polite distance that should be maintained between people, and occasionally he always feels that he is inexplicably close, so close that people resist.

For example, just now, the position where YY is standing is also remarkable, but it makes it impossible to find any fault.

Zhou Muqing ignored YY with a straight face, and quickly returned to his position.

As the official start of the office approached, the team members returned to their seats one after another. Zhou Muqing picked a moment to stand up and happily announced, "There's a new Japanese restaurant nearby, why don't we try it tomorrow?" I'm in for a treat!"

The words fell, but no familiar cheers were heard, only Xiao Bailian sat up straight, and responded with golden eyes, "Okay! Thank you Sharon!"

This response sounds a little thin.

In the past, as soon as Zhou Muqing said that he wanted to have a treat, Raymond, Steve and Ah Feng would immediately start a heated discussion, but at this time, they seemed to be lacking in interest.

Zhou Muqing immediately looked at Raymond, who had the best relationship with her and sat closest to her. Raymond shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and replied lukewarmly, "I don't care." He lowered his head again and looked at the document sitting on it.

Zhou Muqing laughed slightly embarrassed, and as soon as his gaze turned to Steve, there was a sound of overturning things from Ah Feng.

Fung exclaimed, "Ah! Who put the mocha here?"

The office was audible with a pin, and even the intermittent typing sound disappeared in an instant.

Halfway through speaking, Ah Feng paused suddenly, looked at Zhou Muqing, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, this is Sharon, you invited us to drink, right? Look at how careless I am, how did it just fall into the trash? Thankfully, the lid is tight, otherwise I'm afraid I'd have gotten all over the place......

Ah Feng's clear eyes were very sincere and humble, and Zhou Muqing didn't want to say anything more. Zhou Muqing only felt that compared to just now, the strange atmosphere in the room made it more difficult for her to maintain the smile on her lips.