I broke out in a cold sweat and regretted it, I didn't expect her to be so angry, I really have to explain it to her well, with my greatest sincerity.

I said, "Actually, it's not what you say, I'm definitely not that kind of person, but at the beginning of the conversation, you asked me where I was from, and I casually said Nanjing (readers can refer to the beginning of the story in Chapter 7), and I said Nanjing because I like Nanjing." Later, when you repeatedly said that I was honest and upright, I was so hard to say that I didn't have the courage to explain it to you, so much so that I made up the lie until now, and I will pay you twice as much as you paid for it (and then I can still be humorous). I'm in Shanghai, and I guess it's not inferior to Nanjing. She didn't respond for a long time, and just as I was about to say a few more words, I found that the cloud was no longer online.

I lay back in despair, my eyes looking at the sky outside. The eastern sky is white.

When the day dawned, my love was over, and it was as if I had just woken up from a distant dream. This can't be true, could it be?

Yun loves me the most, she likes to joke with me, she likes to hit me and then comfort me. That's it, I told myself.

Although the light outside is cold, I know Scarlett's words, tomorrow is a new day.

Oh no, today is a new day. I will grasp it, no matter what happens, she will not be willing to leave me, I will not leave her, I live for her.

Now, though, I'm really devastated and I'm asleep in my chair.

"What's the matter, I've stayed up late again, young man, pay attention to your body!" I heard someone whisper in my ear. I woke up and turned out to be a deputy manager of our unit, surnamed Zhu.

I hurriedly stood up and said embarrassedly, "Manager Zhu, is there something wrong?" He pulled a chair and sat next to me, handed me a stack of papers, and said you should take a look at it first.

I quickly flipped through a few pages, frowning and complaining dissatisfiedly to Manager Zhu: "Manager Zhu, this is another company's product, how can we do system transplantation, this is too joking, it may be easy for them to do it themselves, and it may be difficult for us to do it." Manager Zhu smiled slightly, made a gesture not to be excited, and said to me slowly: "Young man, don't be impatient, it's because one of them is engaged in technology, they can't complete the product on time, and they find us to put out the fire, but the remuneration is quite large, and their company will share half of the profits to us, for them, this is also no way." I added, "However, there will be a lot of technical difficulties, and we won't be sure." He snapped his fingers, put his hand on my shoulder, patted me, and said as a matter of course: "Of course there will be technical difficulties, we have to have challenges in making software, so that we can progress, and you have to familiarize yourself with the code as soon as possible." This is a USB flash drive, you have to pay attention to confidentiality. The time is very tight, limited to one month. I won't bother you anymore. With that, he reached into his briefcase, pulled out an envelope, gently placed it on my desk, and turned to leave.

After he left, I swept the envelope aside dismissively (I don't usually do that) and went to his side, I muttered quietly and went to sleep again, I didn't want to do anything until I saw the cloud on the Internet tonight, I didn't even want to eat, I didn't even want to drink, what kind of program did I do.