Chapter 450: Torture Yourself

"You are still so precious about such a broken thing, and you may not cherish the person who is so precious to you."

Ye Zhengxuan glanced at him, kicked him aside by the way, and leisurely reminded him: "You have to be sober, you know?" I've finished persuading what I should have persuaded, and I won't say anything anymore, since you really like people, get her back, suffer a loss, coax a few more words, and don't think about whether she will come back or something like that. Don't stare at your prayer charm anymore, even if you see it grow flowers, Jiang Nianci may not come back. ”

Ye Zhengxuan didn't worry so much about Zhan Anli, he just wanted to sleep at the moment, in fact, he really did it, as soon as the words fell, he yawned and walked to the room, no matter how long Zhan Anli was sad.

Rao is no longer eyesight has found out that Jiang Nianci has been working very hard these days, which means that her attitude towards work is so hard that she no longer looks like a novice who has just entered the work state, as if she has become a veteran on the workplace.

At the routine work meeting every morning, Jiang Nianci's report was perfect every time. Methodical and well-structured; Before and after the primary and secondary, there is no feeling of top-heavy at all when the main line is down. In the editor's words, the report written by Jiang Nianci could have been published in a literary column.

The editor is a meticulous person, but such a demanding person is very satisfied with Jiang Nianci, not to mention others, and praises her again and again, with Jiang Nianci's past behavior and style, at this time, he will definitely hide the shining points on his body, as soon as the mobile phone is turned off and the professional smile is put out, there will be no unnecessary trouble.

The workplace is like a battlefield, every step is like walking on thin ice, after all, it is a person who has been in charge of Shengyu Group, of course, he is well versed in all the rules of the workplace. Although she is a novice who has just entered this literary circle, she understands in her heart that this circle also has the rules of the game in this circle, too dazzling and too silent, it is not a good thing for her, and there must be victims in this game world.

It's just that this time, Jiang Nianci didn't act according to the rules of the game. The more you understand, the more you have to go retrograde. She unleashed all the carefully hidden splendor as if she were reborn, and she was stunning as soon as she was born, handing over one satisfactory answer after another that made people nod their heads and praise.

It's just that in the face of the doubts swept around him, Jiang Nianci still did things without distractions, and there was no response to the outside world, and the whole person was immersed in work, as if he was in a deserted island, so quiet that it made people feel palpitations.

At two o'clock in the morning, Lao Zhang, a senior who had just returned from the art exhibition outside, had just returned to the company with a camera, and he couldn't help but see that there was still a light on the desk not far away.

Rao is a veteran of the literary and artistic circles like Lao Zhang couldn't help but be startled, his right eye was always jumping, and a thought flashed in his mind, "In the office at two o'clock in the morning, I was suddenly shocked by a screaming ghost, and then died tragically ......" and other office ghost stories.

It can't really be a female ghost with Sadako or something, right?

When Lao Zhang fixed his eyes, although there were ghosts that were very scary, people were even more scary, "Jiang Nianci! What are you doing? Do you know what time it is, and don't go home yet? In the middle of the night, it's scared to death! ”

Jiang Nianci, who was concentrating on writing the art plan, heard this shout, raised his eyes, and saw the person coming, so he smiled apologetically, "Teacher Zhang, haven't you gone back yet?" ”

Lao Zhang hurriedly put down the photographic equipment and walked to Jiang Nianci's desk, only to see that on her desk, a table of manuscripts was spread out, which was put aside by her, and the handwriting was beautiful and neat, all of which she came up with with her own ideas one by one. She was still holding a pen in her hand, still rushing to the next draft.

"You made all of this alone? From morning till night? ”

Old Zhang was embarrassed, he didn't dare to imagine what Jiang Nianci had been spending the night in this small space during this time, the winter night was so cold, the time was long, it was dark all around, everything was quiet, it was terrifyingly quiet, she sat in the office all night alone, fell asleep when she was sleepy, and got up when she woke up to continue writing.

To put it bluntly, it is to torture yourself, and you have the temperament of a senior high school student.

Lao Zhang frowned, and communicated with her with a kind of worried parent's usual words: "Nianci, what's wrong with you?" Why don't you go home? Don't have any family at home? ”

What happened to make this indifferent and unspeakable woman take care of herself like this.

This is a very cold and very confident woman, the first time I saw her, Lao Zhang thought like this. He watched her enter the company, although he didn't know her for a long time, but he was very clear about her life.

Jiang Nianci is indifferent and unsmiling, but he always feels that she is not like this, and there is always some blood in her body.

She is so persistent that she even has to write out with a black pen stroke by stroke, as she said, the sound of pen and ink rubbing against the paper does not know how many times better than the sound of typing on a computer keyboard.

Such a persistent and almost paranoid person, in this new city of reinforced concrete and high-rise buildings, I am afraid that Jiang Nianci is the only one.

Lao Zhang has never had such a feeling, a woman like Jiang Nianci, in this life, no matter how happy she is, she will not be much happy, it is her instinct to get by, and she can't allow herself to get hurt. Because once such a girl is injured, she will definitely hurt her heart, shed tears, and bleed.

Lao Zhang, with decades of experience in the workplace, smelled a strange smell, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that on Jiang Nianci's desk, there were two art exhibition tickets that had long expired that had been discarded in the corner, and the art exhibition tickets had wrinkled marks, which made people feel that the person was crumpled and reluctant to throw away.

Next to the ticket, there is a gossip magazine, and the cover is written in exaggerated black and bold font: Today's hot search! Zhan Anli, president of Beiling Group, attended the charity auction with his daughter. The cover character is Zhan Anli, and the person next to him is Chen Xiyan.

Yes, it's Chen Xiyan, Jiang Nianci doesn't even have to think about it to know it's her.

Lao Zhang's eyes widened in surprise, and then he suddenly realized.

It turned out to be a love wound. This is the highest level of injury, which is exhausting, nerve-wracking, and incurable.

"Hey, this kind of magazine, look what it does," Lao Zhang Shun picked up the gossip magazine and threw it into the trash can beside him.

"You're also a writer, so you should know how exaggerated the imagination of entertainment journalists is." It's like the wings of imagination!

Jiang Nianci didn't answer, she leaned over, took the magazine out of the trash can again, wiped the stains on it, wiped the pages with her fingertips, and Zhan An Li's angular side face was facing the mysterious girlfriend beside her.