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The history of a person's struggle can be said to be old in the wilderness. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Speaking of the morning, all the hanging bottles were hung up.

Zhong Xian smiled sincerely, his eyes remained bright, looking at Mr. Hong's mouth, his new boss was gushing about his hard history.

Mr. Hong suddenly came to visit Zhong Xian.

Zhong Xian understood what was happening.

It must be that Dake can't explain why he didn't go to the company on the third day, and it must be that Dake has to say that he accompanied Party A to drink until he was hospitalized. How could Mr. Hong, as the boss, not come to visit.

Zhong Xian knew that he was actually doing something wrong. He should have given Mr. Hong a reason to explain the situation a long time ago. He didn't know when he was so concerned about work. Mr. Hong didn't ask about his whereabouts, just to express his absolute trust. This is such a difficult mind for a new cooperative boss.

"Isn't there a royal assistant?" Mr. Hong laughed, pointed to Dake and said to Zhong Xian, "Your assistant looks strong and healthy, let him block the wine." Why should you pay for yourself? ”

"Party A's Mr. Gao is only willing to drink alone with Mr. Zhong. I can't participate. Otherwise, he would never have fallen. Dake laughed on the side.

Deng Yi had already quietly left. When the bell string let go of his hand and pushed him away.

Zhong Xian always kept a sincere smile, and he already knew how to keep his feelings from being written on his face. Said some innocuous polite words.

"They don't drink well. That Mr. Gao also had alcohol poisoning. Dake said.

Under Mr. Hong's concerned gaze, Zhong Xian said apologetically: "I will be discharged from the hospital in the afternoon." I'll go to the company tomorrow morning. We can talk about my thoughts on the company and look at the siege strategy for several projects in the third quarter. There are two projects that are no problem and can use our ceiling system in the model house...... "Zhong Xian knows what the bosses like to hear, but he doesn't have enthusiasm in his heart. His last boss, Mr. Li, had exhausted all his trust. He knew he shouldn't take this bad experience on to the next boss.

Whether he has talent or not, he must still be young and has limited experience, and these tricks of the bosses who can do his elders, he must taste them before he knows how powerful they are.

"Rest first." Mr. Hong was delighted and said with concern, "The body is important. ”

Zhong Xian kept a grateful smile. How he wished he could be really moved. Three years ago, he was dug into this industry by Mr. Li three times, at the beginning, Mr. Li was good to him, compared to his parents, the kind of care that makes people feel like a spring breeze, permeated in all aspects of his life, the ability to conquer people's hearts, and the self-confidence that does not stop until the goal is reached, and to this day, Zhong Xian still admires this.

To be the boss of a business, those who come from a poor background and then rise to prominence, do not just rely on luck, there are always some advantages. And these advantages often lie in the ability to conquer people's hearts.

You can conquer ten people, you can start a small company,

can conquer a hundred people, can become a business owner,

It can conquer thousands of people, and it can become a group empire.

Zhong Xian silently wondered what level he was on.

For many years, he had been thinking about where he should set his goals in life. He has always thought that these so-called dreams are important to him.

But why is he less and less able to lift God?

He could feel a big hole in his heart. He could see through the hole the fragile self inside, unable to support the life he envisioned.

He needs a pillar.

He couldn't get around it and make himself stronger.

He wants to grab a person and stuff him into his 'hole' and become the pillar that fills the emptiness in his heart.

He knew it wasn't right, he couldn't catch anyone.

He should only go alone and seek the final answer.

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Deng Yi still came in the evening.

When Zhong Xian finished playing the last hanging bottle, Deng Yi also completed the discharge procedures.

Zhong Xian changed into the clothes brought by Deng Yi - a black T-shirt and jeans.

"Won't you send me back?" Zhong Xian handed his car keys to Deng Yi. During the hospitalization, Deng Yi had driven Zhong Xian's car from the deserted roadside to the parking lot of the hospital.

"Help. I don't want to drive. Zhong Xian whispered. In fact, he felt that he didn't even have the strength to drive. After three days in the hospital, his headache lessened, but his strength did not recover. He didn't tell the doctor because he didn't want to stay in the hospital.

Deng Yi stared at the car keys and didn't answer them immediately. "What about your friends? Don't you come?"

"Isn't it okay to have you?" Zhong Xian said. He wanted to speak to God and say something to ease the atmosphere.

Deng Yi glanced at him, it was a lukewarm look, and took the car keys.

"The man in the morning is my boss." On the way back, Zhong Xian wanted to explain without a trace.

"Am I causing you trouble?" Deng Yi said.

"How so?" Zhong Xian smiled, and he realized that he couldn't actually explain it.

"That's good. You've pushed me away in time. You're so smart and can certainly explain the past very well. Deng Yi said flatly. There is no tone. "Or, just kidding, and everyone will be entertained."

"Are you angry?"

"Angry? Why do you always think I'm angry. Deng Yi looked at the road and said.

"You only came to the hospital at five o'clock in the afternoon, and you don't seem to want to come again."

"I'm busy. To work. ”

"I thought you wouldn't leave ...... morning"

Deng Yi's tone was still flat and slow. "Don't you think your request is strange? Let me take a leave of absence...... Besides, when others come to see you, you won't be bored, is it necessary for me to stay for you to relieve your boredom?"

Zhong Xian was speechless.

Soon it was downstairs in Bellstring's apartment. Deng Yi found a spot in the apartment's underground parking lot and parked his car.

"I'm sorry." Zhong Xian said.

"Why apologize for no reason?" Deng Yi got out of the car first. Pick up the bag of medicine on the rear seat.

Zhong Xian opened the car door on his side, got out of the car, and walked to the elevator in the underground parking lot with Deng Yi one after the other, but Deng Yi turned around at this time and handed the car keys and bag to Zhong Xian.

"What are you doing?" The bell strings are not connected.

"I've got something to do." Deng Yi said. He still didn't have any expression. Stuff the key and bag into the bell string's hand. "You can take care of yourself, huh."

Zhong Xian got angry instead: "I can't die." ”

Deng Yi nodded, turned around and walked towards the exit of the underground parking lot.

But the bell strings couldn't bear to end like this. All his efforts may be useless. "Wait a minute." He looked back at Deng Yi's back, who stopped, but didn't look back.

"Why?" Zhong Xian asked.

"What, why?" Deng Yi said without looking back.

"We were fine in the morning! Someone is coming, can't I let go? Are you here for this?"

"Of course not. You're right to let go. You should have let go a long time ago. ”

"You're talking back!"

"How could you think that? Your boss came at the right time, hasn't he made you see yourself clearly?"

"I don't understand. You make it clear. Aren't you also afraid that others will misunderstand! ”

Deng Yi turned around slowly, but only halfway. “…… Yes, I'm afraid. You're afraid, then, is this still the right thing to do? I'll admit that I was also intimidated by my own actions in the morning, but luckily...... You let it go. ”

"I ......" Zhong Xian didn't know how to save the situation, and there was no marketing book to teach him how to deal with the situation.

Deng Yi was silent for a while and turned around and said, "You misunderstood, I'm not because of this...... Yes, you can be so calm in the blink of an eye, put on a different face, and you can't see any traces. And I can't do it, I can't concentrate on what others have to say during the meeting......"

"My composure is practiced. I'm a businessman. ”

"Good. Good reason...... Deng Yi paused for a while, shook his head and smiled, "What are we arguing about?" For a non-existent thing? You're a great PR master, and you're used to spreading your ambiguity around. You're free to put it away, too. But don't lead me down your impure path. We're just friends. He finished and left.

Instead, the bell strings calmed down. He looked at the other man's back as he walked away, as if looking at the green winter sun above the ice cave.

He turned.

Deng Yi was right.

He is not pure. He couldn't really tell what he wanted. But that's really not pure.

And the other party can just stay pure. And he is completely different.

This huge contrast may be what attracted him.

Zhong Xian swallowed the bitter taste in his throat and pressed the elevator button. Then, in a one-man elevator room, he found that his eyes were not without traces, and he clearly had tears.