019: Not a fuel-efficient lamp
The chatter was like a mountain stream.
I really don't know why this woman is so idle every day, aren't people in the entertainment industry so busy that they don't even have time to sleep?
"If you have something, let's change the place, if you're okay, please don't deliberately make trouble, I don't have extra time to deal with you!"
"Yo, the temper is not small."
I ignored her, paid the money, walked a few steps inside, and said to my colleague who was still eating, "You eat slowly, I'll go back and get busy first."
"Oh, okay."
"Xiaoxiao, pay attention, this woman is not a fuel-efficient lamp."
"Don't worry."
I greeted everyone, and when I passed by Jiang Mengjie, I didn't even look at her, and walked straight out of the cafeteria.
Jiang Mengjie quickly followed, and the sound of high heels behind me made me feel harsh.
"You woman, you're really rude!"
She spoke suddenly, and pulled me back.
At this moment, in the corridor outside our cafeteria, I subconsciously glanced around the corridor, but fortunately there were no pedestrians.
"What the hell do you want to do, I don't have time to talk to you, I still have a lot of things to do, please get out of the way."
"Heh, Mo Chen only gave you three days, do you think you really finished it?"
"It's my business whether it's done or not, and if you don't bother me, I think I can finish it."
"You ......" She was a little annoyed, and raised her hand to hit me again, I subconsciously reached out and cut her hand in mid-air.
"Jiang Mengjie, let me tell you, I've already suffered a loss, don't you want to hurt me again, who won't beat someone, I don't believe that we rough people can't beat you who can only act."
"You ......"
After being silent for a while, Jiang Mengjie's eyes hit me unusually sharply, and she suddenly spoke: "Do you know where you just ate, how did you come here?"
I almost couldn't keep up with her brainwaves, and I was still tearing up with me just now, but now I changed my tone and asked me how I came from where I just ate.
"If you're interested in researching, then take your own time."
I walked past her and took a few steps, but there was no movement behind me.
I can't help it, I just want to get through this corridor quickly.
But just when she was about to walk to the corner of the corridor, Jiang Mengjie's ostentatious voice came clearly in the silent corridor: "To tell you the truth, the place where you just ate hot pot was built for me by Mo Chen alone, and he was afraid that I would not be used to eating other dishes in the canteen, so he made room for it alone and built a place to eat hot pot."
Even though I knew that she meant to provoke me, this sentence still made me feel uncomfortable.
The corners of my eyes were sore and swollen, my hands were clenched into fists, I tried to gather my mind, and the next second, I left without looking back.
Yesterday, I heard in Shen Mochen's office that Jiang Mengjie ordered Shen Mochen's favorite spicy chicken hot pot, and what we just ate was also spicy chicken hot pot.
It turned out that Shen Mochen didn't suddenly like any woman, but that there was a past between them.
At this time, I happened to be back in the textile room.
Thinking of this, tears flowed down the corners of his eyes in an instant.
However, thinking of the work he hadn't finished yet, he didn't have time to think about other things, so he went to the bathroom and quickly sorted himself out and continued to work.
In the next two days, I only went home once, hurriedly took a change of clothes, said hello to the nanny and came out, and spent almost the whole time in the textile room.