Chapter Twenty-Four: The Boring Years Without End

"Li Chengmei, Chengmei..."The smell of incense burning on the spiritual table was gradually replaced by the fragrant, hot smell of barbecue and shabu-shabu. As if the magician had disappeared in an instant, the rows of high-rise buildings, the neon of the busy traffic began to shuttle non-stop through the glass windows that Zheng Yucheng was staring at.

"Hey! Director Shin Jung-hwan has publicly apologized to you for what happened that day! Why don't you take the drink? Sun Meiyu gently tapped the long table in front of Zheng Yucheng with her fingertips like a dragonfly. Even though he could smell the wine through the aisle, Zheng Yucheng looked at the empty wall as if he wanted to wear it.

Those colleagues who are talking about the box office of the movie with great interest also seem to be aware of the imminent outbreak of more serious problems between Shin Jung-hwan and Jung Yu-sung. After another two seconds, Shen Zhenghuan, who felt embarrassed, threw his glass away excitedly, and the atmosphere of the banquet suddenly became extremely cold. Even Ji-won, who has never liked to look at people's faces, became nervous.

"Brother Yucheng, are you already drunk now? No, you used to drink the best in our circle. ”

What's going on, could it be that Zheng Yucheng's mouth is sealed? Sun Meiyu hurriedly asked Zhou Mingyao for help.

"I'm sorry, Director Sun, our brother Yucheng's appetite has changed now, and the amount of alcohol has become very small. Otherwise, let him go with half wine and half drink. ”

Seeing that Shin Jung-hwan was still sitting in his seat dissatisfied, President Choi In-hyuk looked at Jung Woo-sung as if he was in a hurry to determine something.

"Come on, come on, listen to my command, let's have a drink with our colleagues in the loan team!"

Zheng Yucheng, whose face has always been ugly, just showed a smile again when he passively pushed the cup and changed the lamp. What an embarrassing distinction this is, Shin Jung-hwan who is holding a goblet has a spicy touch in his eyes and mouth.

"Everyone has worked hard during this time, and although the performance is still lagging behind several other branches, it is still a leap forward compared to the previous two quarters. Let's keep up the good work! ”

In the dim light, cups of heavy makeup liquid swarmed up, and in the staggered space, like blooming roses, sparkling flowers were thrown in all directions.

"I'll be absent for a while, and then I'll answer a call from my family, who are all overseas and have time for a long time..." As if the sea had been separated, the people automatically made way for Governor Cui, and then the two pairs of like-minded friends also disappeared into the night.

"How do you feel like you've lost your soul? Do you know how scary you were when you just put on a show against Director Shin Jung-hwan? I've sweated for you! And you look a little wrong for the past two days! Do you have those nervous disorders? Although he felt that Zheng Yucheng's expression was a little strange, Mingyao still pretended to interject naturally.

"It's really a natural talker, and you can't stop your mouth when you eat meat!" Zheng Yucheng suddenly grabbed him like an eagle catching a chicken, and quickly plundered the right to speak that belonged to Zhou Mingyao.

"Hey! Our clan-level employee Zheng Yucheng is the agent, and he must eat and drink well tonight. Choi In-hyuk, who happened to pass by in front of Yu Cheng, shot the arrow of trust in his eyes, and steadily hit the wine glass in Yu Cheng's hand.

"Yes, at your command, President." Yu Cheng didn't know that his wine glass was empty, so he drank it, and then his face was as red as a cockscomb.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm not your big brother? We don't have to be so inhibited. Choi In-hyuk actually slipped out of his mouth, and Yu Cheng had to doubt his ears, but this is the reality, because Choi In-hyuk has been staring at him directly.

Zheng Yucheng staggered and toasted Choi In-hyuk again. The misty eyes and stumbling footsteps seemed to tell everyone that he was drunk. I don't know who took the lead, everyone clapped their hands and sang the branch manager's favorite song, Zheng Yucheng immediately swayed his body to the beat, and the colleagues around him also clapped happily.

"Governor Choi In-hyuk should also be the big brother of all of us, covering us like your younger brother Jung Yu-sung acting as an agent."

Everyone called out in unison, and Choi In-hyuk frequently replied without showing weakness.

"Of course, it's the big brother of all of you, after all, we are all friends in the same sect! Then the next quarter of our branch is off to a great start! ”

Surrounded by colleagues, Jung Yucheng danced the ballet around Choi In-hyuk. What does this make the much-outnumbered Shin Jung-hwan think? Even his friend Zhou Mingyao, who usually looks at each other with all sincerity, began to doubt Zheng Yucheng's position.

"When did you become a clan member of President Cui? Or were you once in the same denomination as him? ”

Shen Zhenghuan, who was originally angry, wilted as if he had been beaten with a stick, and he instinctively threw himself into his companion who was drinking heartily, and when he raised his glass to steal Zheng Yucheng's eyes, there was no arrogant look on his face.

"He already thinks like that, what else can I do! Can you believe me if I say I didn't actually do anything? ”

Zheng Yucheng couldn't figure out the situation at all, at the moment he was like a fish swimming in a dream, but he didn't know how many dolphins and sharks, reefs and corals were still hidden in this vast ocean-like world.

"Hey! I'm a true friend of you, and I can't tell me a word? ”

"The truth is that I really don't know anything!"

Zhou Mingyao's voice was like the wind in winter, and the air conditioning was pressing. The more Yu Cheng lowered his voice, the colder his voice became. In the end, Zheng Yucheng had no choice but to stare at the gray curtains swaying by the window.

"Look, as a friend of his for many years, I think this guy is a bit too slick! is different from that person, it turns out that he is the kind of person who is humble and honest on the surface, but cunning behind the scenes! Governor Cui thought he was a friend of the same sect, and at this point, he had always accepted it silently and never denied it. Look at the dance this guy just danced, and before, in order to accompany the branch manager to play golf one day, he didn't even care about his home. ”

Although there was no expression on his face, Zheng Yucheng was still nervous, as if he was standing on thin ice. Because every joke Zhou Mingyao made to Zhiyuan stimulated his nerves.

"If the opportunity for promotion is put in front of him now, I won't lie to you, in order to curry favor with Choi In-hyuk, he can even sell his roots!"

Zheng Yucheng was sad that he never seemed to be a friend of Zhou Mingyao, so he drank until he fell unconscious.

"It's amazing."

"In the workplace, you can only get everything you want if you are absolutely extreme, wait and see, this guy will definitely break the roots of others, because he is the kind of honest person who kills a thousand enemies and loses eight hundred of himself."

Zhou Mingyao, who was like a fool, raised his voice as if he was afraid that others would not be able to see through the secret, and Zheng Yucheng, who was sitting on the side, frequently missed everyone's surprised attention, looked down at the wine glass, and finally deflated like a child who made a mistake. But Zhou Mingyao still persevered, in this way, friendship is already secondary, and the first thing Zheng Yucheng wants to regain is the dignity of a man.

"Zhou Mingyao, as a deep friend, do you say that like that? Hum! Root! Isn't it just a little bit of root? What if you sell it? Am I guilty of some heinous crime and must be judged by your morality? Childcare expenses, tuition fees, installment loan fees for cars and houses, and living expenses for the whole family are all deficits in capital letters every month. In order not to worry about the elderly, Chengmei and I had to work overtime desperately, because only in this way can we barely support a crumbling family! Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and Yu Cheng's voice was very low. With her eyes closed, like an ascetic nun.

"At that moment, I finally figured out that in the future, whether it is groveling or stammering, as long as it can improve the current situation of the family, I will do it. Even if I sell all of my roots, I won't hesitate. As for you, you don't even understand my heart, what kind of true friend you are! ”

There was a smell of solemnity in the box, and everyone slowly turned to them, only to see Zheng Yucheng closing his eyes and announcing meticulously.

"Brother..."

Zhou Mingyao's tone softened first, and he poured himself two glasses of stuffy wine. Perhaps he was still vomiting from the bottom of his heart to the actions of his dead friend, Zheng Yucheng felt that the blood in his whole body was flowing backwards.

"I was wrong, I was just joking with Ji-won! Besides, brother, are you drunk today, so you have become so sentimental? Please, can you not be so aggressive, everyone is watching! ”

Seeing that Zheng Yucheng was speechless, Zhou Mingyao just held his shoulder as usual.

"Don't touch me!" Zheng Yucheng pursed his lips.

Everyone present began to look at Zheng Yucheng and himself in turn, and Mingyao suddenly felt very embarrassed.

"What's going on today?" Seeing them arguing, Shin Jung-hwan, who was burping with a drink, finally stood up and spoke with a swagger. Zhou Mingyao hesitated for a moment, then walked behind Zheng Yucheng with his head held high, and while he was silent with an embarrassed smile, Mingyao wrapped his arms around his shoulders with confidence.

"Director Shen, don't get me wrong, Brother Yucheng and I usually fight like this, Brother Yucheng is in charge of this is called a farce of love, right, haha, it's a farce of love."

"Who's like you, let go, let go of me."

Zheng Yucheng slammed the door excitedly, Mingyao quickly caught up, and in order to stop him from wanting to fight with him, Zheng Yucheng grabbed him by the collar.

Looking at Zheng Yucheng's constantly round eyes, Zhou Mingyao was extremely depressed, and he racked his brains to think about countermeasures.

"Mingyao, especially when other people's faces are wrong, don't fix this!" The door of the private room creaked open, and Shin Jung-hwan's voice came to his ears.

But Zheng Yucheng didn't leave room to continue talking, and the wind hit Zhou Mingyao's shoulder like a long way.

"It's true, friends are annoying, wives are annoying, and even the company can't be interested. It would be nice if I could put an end to everything I hate now. ”

The flickering filament finally fused, Zheng Yucheng walked to the dim intersection alley, and planted in front of him a sapling that seemed to be tied to the roots with ropes, perhaps because of the backlight, the sapling looked much heavier than when he entered. He softened his throat slightly, and turned to look around the courtyard, which was surrounded by concrete walls, and there was no room for small trees. It seems that the worry has become a reality, everything in front of me is so barren, the courtyard, the world, the wife, and the sincere heart, everything.

"I never loved you, I lied to myself. I have already written to you, and I have thrown you into the sea. I didn't love you, I lied to myself. I think I'm calm, but I still fall into my own trap. ”

The microphone in his hand fell to the ground and fell apart in an instant. The corners of Zheng Yucheng's eyes were red, and tears seemed to be about to burst out of his eyes. He hurriedly gritted his teeth with all his might, and the moment Shin Jung-hwan took the lead in standing up and applauding, he raised his head and closed his eyes. If he shed tears, or sat on the floor and wept, he might feel much happier, but he couldn't. Because after crying once, Shin Jung-hwan will like to bully him in this way.

"Clan relatives, what's wrong? Is something going on at home? Despite his concern, Choi In-hyuk kept rolling up the pork belly with lettuce and stuffing it into his mouth in large pieces.

"I didn't just let me bully, I knew he was so sensitive, I wouldn't have joked with him."

Seeing Cui Renhyuk holding up the wine glass, Zhou Mingyao hurriedly raised the Coke glass, "Bang dang", and the two touched it.

"Branch president, I'll toast you again for the clan relatives you care about the most."

Choi In-hyuk politely declined with a joke, and Zhou Myung-yao also responded with a joke and put down his wine glass. From the tambourine struck by Shin Jung-hwan's hand, a long shadow was reflected, and everyone's expressions of surprise or disdain immediately became clear.

"I've missed the date of falling in love, and that day you disappeared into the sea of people. Your back is frighteningly silent. I answered the questions you said firmly, but at that time I missed you the most. ”

Singing and singing, Yu Cheng's heart is like the sapling in front of the door, because it has been uprooted and wandering, no matter where the wind blows, it seems that there is no place for him, there is no one to rely on, and no one to talk to him. Thinking like this, tears poured down like the water that burst the embankment, and I couldn't hold it back anymore.

"You can't do this, you have to be like that, you have to turn your self-esteem into someone else's stepping stone in order to earn two more buckets of milk powder money. Hehe, Li Chengmei, Li Chengmei, aren't you putting a nail in my weak chest? People who were born at the same time in the same year, month, and day, why can Shen Zhenghuan be superior, why can't I! Damn, really! ”