After saying this, Duan Linkun didn't pay attention to Zhao Tong's resentful eyes, he got up and stretched his waist, tonight she stayed up like an eagle to stay up to the boy in front of her, to be honest, she also felt very tired.

Suddenly, he remembered Xia Qing's face.

But looking at the boy in front of him who dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, Duan Linkun suddenly felt a little happier in his heart, he reached out and gently patted Zhao Tong's shoulder and said, "Young man, work hard." ”

He glanced at Zhao Tong, then picked up the blazer that was put aside, and slowly stepped out of the company's door.

Zhao Tong frowned tightly, looking at the back of the man leaving, he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, looking at the night that had sunk outside, Zhao Tong's mind was empty little by little, he had always been a lazy young master before, and he had never seen such a night view of the city.

The traffic outside the window is overwhelming, obviously it is four or five o'clock in the middle of the night, but there is still a continuous traffic outside, maybe everyone is working hard in the middle of the night.

Thinking about it like this, Zhao Tong suddenly felt that he was not so lonely, he turned around and returned to the office, picked up the laptop, and his own information, and prepared to go back to his home.

In this way, he should be the last person in the company to leave, and when he realized this, Zhao Tong's heart suddenly had a strange feeling.

Because of the power of the family, so from childhood to adulthood, Zhao Tong has almost never relied on his own efforts to fight for anything, his attitude towards things has always been passable, and he has done it himself is already the most serious and hard-working.

However, unlike in the past, today should be the first time he has seen his efforts, although he has not seen the return, but he feels relaxed in his heart, and tells himself that it seems to be good.

Zhao Tong even walked a little lighter, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

After returning to the villa, Duan Linkun parked the car in the garage, he just wanted to take a shower now, and then buried his head in sleep, he had never been so tired in his more than 20 years.

Xiao Yiyi hurriedly walked in: "You're back, Daddy." ”

Duan Linkun: The exhaustion of his whole body was relieved.

At this time, Zhao Tong's thoughts began to empty little by little.

He began to recall what he had done at the end of the day, an imperfect report, an imperfect narrative, and the strange eyes of the crowd, and finally the paperwork of his own self-abuse, all of which had been put on others. Ordinary things, but in Zhao Tong's heart, there was a faint sense of pride.

Although many things were imperfect at the end of the day, he worked hard in the end, and he suddenly felt a little complacent.

Looking at the thick pile of materials on the desk, Zhao Tong admitted that he didn't want to just forget it for the first time, remembering Duan Linkun's somewhat cold expression when he squinted at him, and the subordinates in the office today with a somewhat strange and mocking look when they heard his report, Zhao Tong gently clenched his fists.

That was the first time he fell from the altar of pride, in the past, Zhao Tong has always been held in the palm of his hand by others, boasted in the sky, no matter what he does, there are countless people following behind him.

It was the first time that he experienced what it was like to be embarrassed and powerless, and with a sigh, Zhao Tong decided to fight to the end with the pile of information in front of him.

He didn't want to be looked down upon by Duan Linkun and his subordinates when he went to the company tomorrow, he wanted to show everyone a different version of himself.

After brewing himself a cup of coffee, Zhao Tong sat at the desk resignedly, the soft sofa seat made him feel a little drowsy, he quickly took a sip of coffee, because of eagerness, the coffee even choked him out a few tears.

Shaking his head, Zhao Tong forced himself to wake up, and he began to take the information and look at it carefully word by word.

Today, he just read through the information from beginning to end in the company, translating and sorting out some incomprehensible terms, and he still doesn't understand the deep meaning.

And then, his job was to understand the entire document so that he could make a perfect report this morning.

After drinking two more pots of coffee, Zhao Tong raised his head from the computer desk, at this time he was about to lose consciousness, the stimulation of coffee and the instinctive lethargy of his body put him in a contradictory situation.

The two most instinctive reactions in the body, constantly interacting and colliding, made Zhao Tong fall into a state of exhaustion and excitement.

After typing the last word on the computer, Zhao Tong finally let out a long sigh, he finally got all the difficult work done.

During this period, he even searched a lot of information on the website, but because he was originally a half-level, no matter how hard he tried, there were still some places where he could not think comprehensively, so he could only do things hastily.

At six o'clock in the morning, the alarm clock set by Zhao Tong began to make noises tirelessly.

Zhao Tong let out a painful wail, this is good, he has no time to rest completely, close the computer, Zhao Tong rubbed his swollen and painful eyebrows, he began to go to the direction of the bathroom to prepare to wash, change into decent clothes, and then return to the "Shura Field".

When he came to the bathroom, Zhao Tong looked at the man with a scruffy beard in the mirror, and the blue and black man under his eyes, he was startled for a while, Zhao Tong couldn't believe it, the man in the mirror who lived like he had been smoking poison for ten days was his once sunny self.

Sighing, Zhao Tong began to shave his beard resignedly, he now forced himself to look more energetic, after washing, Zhao Tong even sprayed some hairspray on his head and combed a more mature hairstyle.

Holding the pile of materials and notebooks, Zhao Tong began to walk downstairs.

After having some casual breakfast, the time has reached eight o'clock in the morning, which is the time to go to work.

Zhao Tong, who returned home less than five hours ago, once again resigned himself to his fate and drove in the direction of the company.

At this time, Xia Qing has come to the company on the side, and today she has an advertisement for a film and television company to shoot, so she must prepare her state!

Thinking of this, she suddenly remembered Zhao Tong in the Duan Group, the boy who was full of fighting spirit.