"Something?" Zhou Bocheng turned around, it was still a little unreal, 700,000 things, this was the craziest thing he had done in such a big life, and he kept suppressing the restlessness in his heart with cigarettes.

"Bo Cheng, I'm sorry for the facts just now, I've been under a lot of pressure in my life recently, so it's inevitable that there will be some when I'm working... The punishment for customer complaints on our side is very heavy, for the sake of the classmates..."Song Ru lowered her head, a little embarrassed, she still had a layer of meaning. Zhou Bocheng can afford to buy a BMW, if...

"Oh... Aren't I just a dirt bun that only makes hot water? Am I not a toad climbing a high branch? Hearing this, Zhou Bocheng suddenly felt that his calves were not so trembling, raised his eyebrows, and asked rhetorically.

"No, Bo Cheng, I used to be ignorant, but in fact, you are a very good person..."

"Roll Nima!" scolded loudly, Zhou Bocheng turned his head and left without looking back.

Lao Tzu is stepping on a horse and dying! Still thinking about other people's feelings? The feeling of bursting foul mouth, so cool!

I can do whatever I want!

After a few steps without going out, the mobile phone rang, Zhou Bocheng lit a cigarette and picked up the phone.

"Zhou Bocheng! Are you getting bolder, do you really think the company is your home? Come when you want, go when you want? Can do it, can't do it. ”

"Fuck you! I'm gone! ”

"What did you say?!" Meng Chen's tone on the other end of the phone became louder, and his tone was full of shock, he was the manager of Zhou Bocheng's project.

"I said..."Zhou Bocheng took a deep puff of cigarette, exhaling and roaring

"Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you! Do you understand? Meng Chen, I said fuck you, do you understand? ”

He wanted to say this sentence from the second month after joining the company, and he endured it for three years!

And Meng Chen on the other side of the phone was directly dumbfounded, and the whole person was stunned and wouldn't move, this is... Zhou Bocheng?

"Xiao Zhou, pour me a glass of water." "Xiao Zhou, help me change the form." "Xiao Zhou, help me distribute the materials." "Xiao Zhou, go and help me copy the report." Zhou Bocheng of "Xiao Zhou..."?

"I'll hang up if I understand." Zhou Bocheng hung up directly after speaking, he was dizzy and ready to go home to sleep.

On the other end, Meng Chen stiffened and froze in place for half a minute, and reacted with a very angry smile, "Okay, good..."

……

After my grandmother died, I left a 70-square-meter house for myself, which was the welfare of my grandfather in a factory twenty years ago, which used to be very lively, but over the years, many neighbors have either sold the house or rented it out, and there is almost no familiar figure.

The withered plants in the green belt represent that no one has been tidying up for a long time, and the old walls are full of the smell of time, which is also the memory of Zhou Bocheng when he was a child, and now the basketball court has become a parking lot, and the original out of bounds and two-point shooting line have become a measure of the distance between cars.

The innermost building has a total of six floors, there is no elevator, the stairs are narrow and high, and the corridor exudes a damp musty smell, he lives on the sixth floor, and the Pang Chuan couple who asked him to eat noodles live opposite him.

Two bedrooms, one living room, one bathroom and one yang, the only advantage of this kind of house is that the north and south are transparent, the shared area is almost none, and the furniture is some old objects. Zhou Bocheng has also lived on his own for three years.

Taking out the Huazi that he had been reluctant to smoke from under the coffee table, Zhou Bocheng lit one, leaned back on the sofa, and looked at the empty room in a daze.

Although the chandelier in the living room was worn, it was very clean, and Zhou Bocheng's eyes slowly blurred, and he didn't come back to his senses until the cigarette burned out and burned his index finger

"Really... Are you going to die? After muttering to himself, he took out two photos from the drawer, the pixels were very poor, and there were three figures on them. It's just that one is younger and the other is older.

"I have so many crazy thoughts in my head that I can't suppress myself......"

Toot toot... At this time, the mobile phone rang, Zhou Bocheng looked at the caller ID, and still picked it up.

"Brother, the rivers and lakes are in emergency,"

"Aren't you on a business trip?"

"Your sister-in-law doesn't have a child except for the fare, 5000, I will pay you back next month." Pang Chuan's voice was a little excited

"Isn't that good?"

"Brother, are you leaving, you can't go to see your lover? The index and middle fingers aren't just for cigarettes, you know? ”

The more Pang Chuan talked, the happier he became. He is twenty-nine years old, works in a state-owned enterprise and married Zhao Ya three years ago, in the eyes of others, he can be described as a talented woman, only Zhou Bocheng knows that Pang Chuan plays very flowery, very flowery.

The two of them have known each other since childhood, Pang Chuan's parents bought the opposite house when they were working in the city in those years, and now they live together.

Because Pang Chuan looks like a northeasterner, tall and white, and has some romantic talents, he looks for flowers and willows every day.

Although Pang Chuan bullied Zhou Bocheng when he was a child, it has to be said that the relationship between the two has been very good over the years, especially after Zhou Bocheng's grandmother died, the couple regarded Zhou Bocheng as their own brother.

Through the perseverance and hard work of Zhou Bocheng over the years, the internship salary has risen from 800 yuan to about 4,000, and from time to time there will be hundreds of yuan more, and every time the company sends something, it will be sent over.

"I'll tell you Pang Chuan, you are kind to your sister-in-law, your sister-in-law is such a good person." Zhou Bocheng is very serious, although he is going to die, but he hopes that people who are good to him can be good.

"Stop, stop... What am I doing bad to her? The whole family is up to her, you kid doesn't understand, the house flower has the fragrance of wild flowers? You'll know when you're married, don't talk about it, just now I bought a pot of flowers with your sister-in-law and handed it to you. Quickly turn the money around and hang up. ”

As soon as I hung up the phone, there was a knock on the door, accompanied by a panting breath

"Bo Cheng... Quick, help my sister-in-law. ”

Hearing this voice, Zhou Bocheng hurriedly got up and ran to the bathroom to splash water on his face, he didn't want to tell anyone.

opened the door, Zhao Ya, who was sexy and generously dressed in a black stepmother, appeared in Zhou Bocheng's eyes with a burst of fragrance, and the unique charm of the young woman next door was unobstructed.

Zhao Ya's heels were raised, and her high heels on the sixth floor could make her tired, one hand was on the wall, and the other hand was crossed at the waist and her head was lowered, panting, Zhou Bocheng's eyes did not obey the call, and he always looked down on his own initiative, which made him very weak-hearted, and subconsciously took half a step back.

Zhao Ya didn't notice this, and kept this unladylike action as she spoke

"Your eldest brother has to buy a cash cow and say it's a transfer, so he ran away, Bo Cheng, help me."

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