Packing up his mood, Jiang Han forced himself to pretend to be calm.

Sooner or later, this strange city will have its own temperature, and Jiang Han will also usher in her warmth sooner or later.

Back to 'home', to be precise, back to the rental house where Jiang Han lives in the house.

Drop everything and lie down on the couch tiredly.

At this moment he didn't want to do anything, he didn't want to say anything.

In this way, in the hazy night, the scarred person can get a trace of spiritual comfort.

On the second day, Jiang Han tried to cheer up and try his best to adjust his emotions.

He hasn't been to work for his original company for half a month, and although his employer is sympathetic to the death of his father at home and has granted him a month's vacation, the world will continue to work, and the same is true for any company.

After Jiang Han returned to the company, he resigned from several night shifts one after another.

The death of his father made him realize his dereliction of duty as a child, so he planned to spend a long time by his mother's side.

The days passed, and half a month had passed in the blink of an eye.

It's June, and it's graduation season again.

There is a school near the company, and whenever Jiang Han sees these energetic children after work, he is always inexplicably lost.

Looking back on my part-time job after graduating from high school, although I didn't experience any four years of college, I still feel a little regretful when I think about it today.

Society is a big dye vat that mixes all the good and all the bad together.

Regretted it? But there is no regret medicine in the world, so you can only endure and suffer.

Ding dong!

Jiang Han's QQ account received a message from several high school classmates in early June, inviting Jiang Han to attend the high school reunion in his class.

High school? It's a long memory.

Jiang Han smiled self-deprecatingly, few people knew that they had also fantasized about going through a lifetime with a person, and now it seemed that it was just a flash in the pan.

"I received it, monkey, dog. I'll take the time to come, if I have time. ”

Jiang Han hurriedly replied a few words, and then hung up QQ's online. Now he wants to focus all his energy on his work, which numbs himself.

The financial markets are notoriously unpredictable, and even if you are a well-known big name in the industry, a person who is not careful will fall to pieces.

"Jiang Han, come out with me!" Chen Mo, who usually took good care of Jiang Han in the company, called him out of the staff room.

In Chen Mo's office, Jiang Han listened carefully to Chen Mo's reason for calling him.

"Xiao Han! How long have you been with the company? ”

"Teacher, it's been almost a year." Jiang Han replied cautiously.

"A year? I didn't expect it to be so long, time flies so fast! Chen Mo smiled, and then he took out a document from the drawer of his desk and handed it to Jiang Han.

"I know you've been facing the death of a loved one lately, but people have to look forward, and you can't just continue to sink. I've got a project here, decide for yourself! ”

"This?" Jiang Han felt a little incredible, Chen Mo was the senior who usually took great care of him, although he was only five years older than Jiang Han.

"Well, I'm going to be transferred, it's Australia. That's what I mean, and that's what the company means. The new manager is my nemesis, and I'm afraid that if I leave, you, my student, will be affected, so ......" Chen Mo lit a cigarette and said calmly.

"I know what you're afraid of, I've taken care of it over there, and if you go, my friends over there will take care of you."

Jiang Han's result document, after a brief flip, roughly understood the content of this project, a little moved, but also a little hesitant.

"Can you make me think about it, teacher? After all, I have to discuss it with my family. ”

"Okay! Just wait for your words, Xiaohan, you are what I brought into the company, you can't let me down! Next Saturday at the latest, now Wednesday, while there are still a few days left, I'll give you a few days to deal with your personal problems. Chen Mo raised his hand and motioned for Jiang Han to go out with the documents.

Next Saturday at the latest? In other words, I only have less than ten days to think about it, and I really don't know whether to be happy or sad.

Jiang Han thought about it and couldn't make up his mind.