If every company can let people go unimpeded, it will be too safe.

Not to mention the security guard downstairs of the building, the access control at the door of the company, at least the assistant lady sitting in front of her office, why don't you stop it?

She still has a lot of data maps of new product designs for the next quarter in her office! It's all trade secrets!

Yu Yang turned around, looked at her lightly, and said, "I showed my ID." ”

Zhuang Jia: "......"

Yes, you're amazing, Prosecutor!

Zhuang Jiamu walked to the desk step by step and sat down, threw the meeting documents aside, and asked coldly, "Do you have anything to do?" ”

When I can't see anyone, I think that his heart hurts when he thinks about it, but now that he sees it, he doesn't want to give a good face.

It seems that as long as the attitude is a little better, he will lose confidence in front of him.

And she didn't want to lose.

Yu Yang didn't immediately explain his intentions, but just glanced at the desk lightly, and his gaze fell on the clumps of white paper towels.

"You've been crying for a long time, haven't you?" He said.

Zhuang Jia bit her lip and angrily threw the paper towel on the table into the paper basket, "No, these are paper to wipe your nose!" ”

"Do you have a cold?" Yu Yang knew that she was lying, but still asked unhurriedly, "What kind of medicine did you take?" There are many kinds of colds, so don't just buy a box of medicine and eat it indiscriminately. ”

The words of concern sounded particularly ironic at the moment.

She bit her lip and turned her face away, and replied in a stiff tone: "I don't need to worry about you." ”

In the office, there was silence.

Neither spoke.

Zhuang Jia was holding his breath, and Yu Yang didn't know what he was thinking.

In this silent space, Zhuang Jia's afterglow slowly moved to him...... He was shaved and his hair neat, his shirt was as white as new, and his coat and scarf were hunched over his arms......

Scarf......

The scarf was a Christmas gift she gave him.

The tip of her nose was inexplicably sour, and tears were surging, and she clenched her fingers tightly, trying to suppress this untimely emotion.

At this time, Yu Yang said, "Jiajia, let's talk." ”

Zhuang Jia said in a perfunctory tone: "What is there to talk about." ”

"Yesterday you said those words, you walked too fast and didn't give me a chance to explain, I think it's unfair to me." Yu Yang said, "We should sit down and talk calmly, and after the talk, no matter what the result is, I will respect your decision." ”

Zhuang Jia frowned, yesterday Wang Zilong also said that he should talk about it, and talk about it clearly.

She bit her lip and spit out a few words in a muffled voice: "Let's talk about it." ”

"It's not appropriate here." Yu Yang said, "After all, it's where you work, and if you talk about something that makes you angry or cry, it won't have a good impact." Let's go out and talk. ”

Yu Yang always made her unable to refuse.

As if she had figured out all her thoughts, she occupied the dominant position in just a few words.

Zhuang Jia really has no confidence, she is a person with great emotional leakage, she is very easy to cry, and she is also very afraid of losing face, if the people in the company see her crying, she will have no face to come to work again.

"So where are we going to talk?" She asked.

Yu Yang raised his hand and looked at his watch, and said lightly: "It's past four o'clock, find a place to eat, chat while eating, if you really break up, it will be the last supper." ”

The Last Supper.

This word made Zhuang Jia sting slightly, and his whole heart was soaked with sadness.

She nodded silently.

Picked up the bag and went downstairs with him, got into the car, and saw his car keys hanging on the sunny doll, and her heart throbbed again.

Reluctant to look any more, he looked away from the car window......

Yu Yang was still driving very slowly, and the traffic was congested, and they stopped and went in the bustling traffic, and the extended highway seemed to have no end.

As the minutes ticked by, the sky grew darker, but we still didn't reach our destination.

Zhuang Jia remembers that it was about half past four when he left, and now it was almost seven o'clock in the evening, and the scenery on both sides was becoming more and more desolate, and the shadow of the city was almost invisible......

She couldn't help but be nervous: "Yu Yang, where are you going to take me?" ”

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