011 There is no need to wait for the stone to fall into the well

A sentence is like dropping a depth charge in the WeChat group, which instantly aroused everyone's gossip hearts, and I can feel everyone's indescribable excitement through the phone screen, and I hold back the anger in my heart and continue to watch.

"Really? I can't see it, I usually look quiet and serious, I can't imagine that I would do such a dirty thing? ”

"It's all pretended, I think when Mr. Chen first came to TC, so many flowery little girls in the company chased Mr. Chen, and in the end, Mr. Chen took the initiative to chase her, not because she was deceived by her fake Qinggao image!"

"I've long said that she's a typical green tea, and I've always liked to flirt with male colleagues—"

"That's it, last time I was in the pantry, I did something with the handsome foreigner guy from the headquarters!"

I'm stunned, I'm stunned, I'm angry!

At the beginning, I was afraid of being embarrassed, and secondly, it didn't matter if I had no background, so after being fired by Chen Jianren, I didn't go to the company to make trouble with him, and I suffered a dumb loss; But in just half a year, someone turned black and white upside down, put the big hat of "messing around" on my head, and took the opportunity to make something out of nothing and slander me.

The normal greeting and smiling with male colleagues turned into flirting and scolding, and helping foreigners from the headquarters to distinguish the types of tea became hands-on, and I was speechless and choked with anger.

really responded to the sentence, when you encounter difficulties, you may not be able to wait for charcoal in the snow, but you definitely don't have to wait.

They probably forgot that I was still in the WeChat group, chatting unscrupulously, and the lines of unsightly news stung my eyes.

My trembling hand pressed on "delete and exit" several times, but when I thought about it, why bother, it looked even more petty!

I lost to Liu Qianqian, but I can't lose myself.

After thinking about it for a long time, I calmly sent out a message.

"The Buddha said that those who slander others, lie and spread rumors, plow their tongues and plough (you can Baidu the meaning of this word)."

A minute later, the group fell silent.

Immediately after that, I was kicked out of the group, but it didn't matter, the thought that the rumor-mongers might have nightmares at night made me feel better.

I had just turned off my computer after work on Friday when my phone rang.

I glanced down, the caller's name was Song Yan, and I only felt a headache.

Song Yan is the only son of Aunt Ping, who is a good sister who grew up with my mother, and she has helped me a lot over the years.

After my parents had an accident, the factory lost 300,000 yuan, and 300,000 yuan at that time was not a small number, and I could almost buy two houses in the best area of Xinshi, but I was still young at the time, so the money was given to my grandmother.

My grandmother gave the money to her other sons in a blink of an eye, and I still remember what she said at the time: "A girl is someone else's sooner or later, why should my son's money be left to her?" ”

She probably forgot that she was a woman too.

But the uncles only took the money, and didn't care about my life or death, if it wasn't for Aunt Ping to go out and call a few old employees in the factory to go to the uncles' house to make a big fuss and get a small part of the money back, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to afford to go to college.

It's just that Aunt Ping is such a kind woman, but she has an uncompetitive son.

Song Yan is nineteen years old this year, dropped out of high school in his first year, and mixes with a group of yellow and green hairs every day, either fighting or going to Internet cafes, not looking for a job or making money, and spending money is more generous than anyone else.

Aunt Ping beat and scolded, but Song Yan didn't enter the oil and salt, and she was determined to play life, eat and wait for death, Aunt Ping could only sigh and shed tears behind her back, and every time I went, she pulled me to complain.

But complaining about grievances is complaining, after all, it is his own son, so what can he do? You can't strangle to death, let alone Song Yan's 1.8 meter tall and strong now, and he can't be pinched to death!

"Sister, I'm still five thousand short of buying a laptop, you can lend it to me!" Every time Song Yan calls me, in addition to borrowing money, he is borrowing money, saying that he is borrowing, but in fact he is giving.

"Didn't you just buy it last time? How to buy again? I asked, suppressed in anger.

Song Yan's tone was as relaxed as if he was fine: "I bought a mobile phone last time!" ”

"I just got a job, I'm short on money, let's talk about it next month!" I wanted to smoke him to death through the microphone, but I didn't earn a penny, but the phone was changed one after another.

Song Yan was silent for three seconds, and his voice suddenly became cold: "Forget it, I'll ask my mother for it!" ”

"Wait a minute, don't look for your mother, I'll transfer the money to you!" I gritted my teeth and said word by word, "Song Yan, the last time!" ”