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? City B, the economic center of the north and the birthplace of many dreams, is home to dreams and passions as well as drunken nights.

A lot of people are working hard and struggling here.

Fenghai Group includes many international subsidiaries of the world's top 500 companies. Every year, I don't know how many young people want to break their heads and squeeze into here, just to have their own little sky in this B city, which is that desk.

A subsidiary of the group, where all the people are busy, there is endless work to do.

"Bang" A thick stack of plans was smashed on the table, and the loud noise attracted all attention, and in an instant the noisy office became audible.

"Mao Yu, a small planner. Why can't you make any of them? It's like garbage, and you're embarrassed to give it to me. ”

Mao Yu stared at this person who had worked so hard to make the plan with disgust like garbage.

Manager Cao, could you please point me out what I didn't do well. Mao Yu said in a yin and yang tone.

The man, known as Manager Cao, pointed at Mao Yu's nose and said

"This is your job, and you need me to guide me, and if I do it, will you give me your share of the salary too?"

Mao Yu shook his head, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his heart.

Looking at Mao Yu's deflated appearance, Manager Cao's face leaked a villainous look. The sound seems to have risen by a few decibels.

"Redo it! Get this plan on my desk by noon tomorrow. Otherwise, the bonus for this month will be deducted in full. ”

Just as he moved his fat body to leave the office, there was a flash of light. See a photo on Mao Yu's desk. The body was stunned.

In the photo, Mao Yu and a girl are present. His height of more than 18 sets off the suit and is generous, his white and pure face has a hint of greenness, and his eyes seem to be clear and watery to make people look comfortable. With a sunny smile on his mouth, he scratched his head embarrassedly. Beside him was a girl, holding her arms like a bird. They stand together and are the cutest height difference on the Internet. The girl had jet-black hair, simply tied into a ponytail, revealing a flying feeling, a petite face, fair skin as if it could pinch out water, Qiong's nose and cherry lips, and a pair of brown pupils under her eyes revealed a strange spirit. It's fascinating. There was a happy smile on his lips. White short sleeves and jeans perfectly outline the figure. Hips, long legs, crisp breasts. The face of an angel, the figure of a devil. This is the best adjective.

"Such a good-looking girl, why would she fall in love with a waste like Mao Yu? Is she a fool or physically disabled?" Manager Cao's eyes flashed with obscenity, and he muttered a voice. Turning his head to look at Mao Yu, ready to continue to taunt. But ushered in a huge fist.

"Bang"

This punch really hit Manager Cao's face, and his eyes were dark. He sat down on the floor. After a few seconds, he was relieved. Feeling a hot stream of blood flowing out of his nasal cavity, he subconsciously touched his nose.

"Blood?"

The smell of blood and the spicy pain on his face seemed to stimulate Manager Cao, and he immediately jumped up and prepared to fight back. But when he stretched out, his fist didn't dare to hit Mao Yu's body. Mao Yu was only about half a person away from him. He could see a hysterical look in the man's eyes and an almost crazy smile on his face.

In the next second, another punch hit Manager Cao's abdomen.

"Ahh

"Mao Yu, you dare to hit me, you try.." Manager Cao said after falling to the ground

"Manager Cao, do you think I didn't think about it before I hit you?"

"Bang" stomped on him again.

"Bang bang bang" Mao Yu pressed on Manager Cao's body, punching to the flesh. He couldn't move a minute. He could only protect his face while punching Mao Yu appropriately, in exchange for a chance to breathe. But in exchange for more violent fists.

Such a big movement led everyone in the office to this side, and people's jaws were going to drop in the next second. There was shock and disbelief on his face.

"Manager Cao was beaten?"

"It's a good fight, it's very happy, and this bastard thing is usually a blessing, and it also squeezes our welfare. ”

looked at Mao Yu, who was fattening Manager Cao on the ground. A question arose in people's minds.

"Is this really the usual Mao Yu who looks polite and polite, and is a little submissive?"

In this way, Manager Cao was beaten by Mao Yufat for two minutes, and no one went to pull the rack. No one called security either. At this moment, Manager Cao's face was already full of bright red liquid, blue and purple, and it looked more and more conspicuous. There are also some indistinct sounds coming out of the mouth.

"Uncle Ming Duck, Uncle Ming Duck... Foot Burst Ann"

I don't know if Mao Yu was tired, or if he heard the begging for mercy and stopped beating Manager Cao. Out of his trouser pocket came a ten-dollar pack of "Middle North Sea" and a silver-gray Zippo depicting two pink bunnies. His hands were already shaking from the exertion, and he laboriously pulled a cigarette out of the cigarette case and put it in his mouth.

"Rubbing" the flint burst out with sparks, and a blue-cyan flame burned in the zippo, igniting the cigarette that Mao Yu was holding in his mouth. Then I carefully wiped the zippo with my clothes and put it away.

A puff of white smoke rose, and Mao Yu took a big sip of the cigarette, feeling the calmness brought by nicotine. As for whether or not to smoke now, Mao Yu has no scruples. But he seemed to remember something, and a wry smile leaked from his face. He shook his head helplessly.

"This smell of smoke, going back is going to be said by the little ancestor again" He seemed to have forgotten that he was still in the office, one second he did earth-shattering things, and the next second he seemed to become insignificant under the reprimand of the little ancestor.

He held the cigarette in his hand and handed it to Manager Cao, who was no longer human. And in Manager Cao's opinion, this action seemed as if Mao Yu was going to hit him again.

"Answer Wole, make up for Ganle" Manager Cao subconsciously covered his face with his hands, and then said inarticulately.

Mao Yu pulled away the hand he was covering his face, and then put the half-smoked cigarette in his mouth. Said slowly.

"You can say that I can scold me, I can bear it, but you can't talk about her, and you can't think crookedly about her. This half of the cigarette will be compensated for now, and the salary should be paid tomorrow. I won't receive it, and I'll give you medical bills.

After that, Mao Yu got up and walked to his desk, picked up the cardboard box that had been prepared a long time ago, and threw his personal belongings on the table into it, except for a photo, which he carefully folded and put into his wallet.

In this process, people did not speak. They all just quietly watched him pack up his things, although they all hated this Manager Cao, but no one would stand up and speak for Mao Yu, because no one wanted to lose their jobs because of him, although they were relieved, but in their eyes, Mao Yu was a reckless man. They don't lose their jobs for a reckless man.

Mao Yu held the cardboard box in his hand, and then looked at the indifferent expressions and attitudes of these colleagues who got along day and night, and the last trace of reluctance in his heart disappeared. The tense nerves were let go. Then he cleared his throat and said loudly.

"Thank you, everyone has taken care of me for so long, Manager Cao is what I called, and it has nothing to do with everyone here. Today I officially submit my resignation to the company"

A white envelope with three large letters of resignation written in neat italics. was thrown on the manager Cao who was still lying on the ground.

After doing this, Mao Yu strode towards the exit without a trace of hesitation.

Manager Cao, who was still lying on the ground, looked at Mao Yu's back, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

The crowd of onlookers stepped forward to inquire about Manager Cao's condition, and then several people carried him to the infirmary for treatment.

Autumn in the north is a bit biting cold, and the yellowing ginkgo leaves on the side of the shopping street fall one by one, dyeing the street golden yellow. The turbulent flow of people was not in the mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery at the moment, and they walked towards the high-rise office area with hurried steps, and the steel high-rise buildings looked particularly cold at this time. There was a man walking slowly towards the convenience store, smoking a cigarette and enjoying the feeling of swallowing the clouds. It looked out of place with the crowd, with a hint of fortitude on his mature face and a hint of tiredness in his deep eyes. What should have been a neat suit became crumpled. I threw the cardboard box that had been hanging under my arm into the green trash can.

"Bell bell bell"

The door that Silver Bell pushed open made a crisp sound, and as soon as I entered the door, I saw a dazzling array of goods neatly placed on the shelves, and the bright lights illuminated the drinks and sushi in the crisper cabinet. There was a strong smell of sauce in the air, and a man with a yellowed red and white hat and a slightly hunched back in the same uniform was turning the oden over with a bamboo stick, he raised his head, his black pupils were like clear lake water, his temples were white, and the square face with clear lines was a little vicissitudes, looking at the man who had just pushed the door in from the outside, and smiled kindly. Then he said

"Xiaoyu, is it still the same? Oden with more soup and more chili peppers?"

The guest who came in was Mao Yu, he rubbed his hands, put the hot hand on his face, and then complained.

"It's been so cold in the past few months, Brother Zhen, you still know me. After finishing speaking, Mao Yu walked to the refrigerator cabinet and picked out a beer.

"Bang" opened it, and drank it half in one breath, and Mao Yu's face showed a refreshing look.

"Yo, what's going on today. Why did our little expert who worked overtime today still drink beer, see you for the first time. Lao Zhong said with a mocking face.

After hearing this, Mao Yu embarrassed his hair, sat on the small bar table by the window with a beer in one hand, and said with some distraction as he looked at the people coming and going outside the window.

"Everyone has their first time, and I don't have to work overtime at night, I quit my job, and I beat my boss, maybe someone will come to check the water meter in a while. With that, he drank the beer in his hand.

Lao Zhong, who was skillfully picking oden, paused slightly when he heard this, and then raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at Mao Yu with a questioning face.

"Quitting your job, still fighting your boss? Isn't this something you can do? And isn't this job important to you?"

Lao Zhong put the picked oden in front of Mao Yu, looking at the amber miso soup and the aroma that constantly emanated made Mao Yu's index finger move, he didn't care whether it was hot or not, and ate it in a big gulp. From time to time, there is also a "whirring" sound to exhale hot air. Lao Wan was not in a hurry, so he stood and watched Mao Yu eat with relish.

Mao Yu drank the last sip of soup and wiped his mouth with paper. The exhaustion and gloom of the body were swept away. looked at Lao Zhong with a satisfied face, and then gave a thumbs up. did not hesitate to praise the old man and finally talked about two other things. Mao Yu, who was watching the late sky, said to the old man.

"Brother Zhong, I'll go first, it's getting dark this day. It's rare to be able to go home early, I'll go and accompany my little ancestor more" Lao Zhong looked at him and nodded with a smile. Mao Yu also nodded in response. Tightened his clothes, pushed open the door and strode into the night, and finally watched Mao Yu walk away and gradually fell into contemplation.