Feeding her family has always been Ms. Xie's responsibility.

When to cook, Ms. Xie knows best.

After the usual meal is cooked, Su Weiyi should also arrive home.

After waiting for a few more minutes and not seeing anyone, Ms. Xie knew that something must have been delayed.

She picked up her phone and made a call.

........

"Didi ——!"

The phone on the table rang happily.

In front of the computer desk, Su Weiyi, whose fingers were flying, stopped and looked at his mobile phone.

I found out that it was a call from my wife, and I immediately answered it.

"Hello?"

"Wife, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's okay, don't wait for me."

"I still have some things on hand, and I'll be back when I'm done in ten minutes."

Su Weiyi hung up the phone, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared.

Looking at the half-written manuscript on the computer, he sighed and got to work.

In fact....

He could have left work on time today.

But yesterday I took a leave of absence, and things were piled up.

This shouldn't have happened.

It stands to reason that if he asks for leave, even if there is something to rush, is there no one else in the newspaper?

It doesn't make sense to have to wait for him to do it.

Could it be that if he doesn't go to work, the entire newspaper office won't be able to function?

When others ask for leave, he does everything.

It's unfair, but it's helpless.

The editor-in-chief casually said, 'Those who can work harder', made Su Weiyi speechless.

What can he say?

The family is still supported by his salary.

He can't live without work.

"Hahaha, let's go, finally get off work, go eat hot pot!"

"Wait, wait, take me, take me one."

"Lao Su is working overtime again? Let's go first, see you tomorrow. ”

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow."

Colleagues laughed and said hello, and left in droves.

Soon, there were few people left on the large floor.

You should have gotten used to it.

But if it wasn't the Buddha and the saint, I still couldn't help but taste it in my heart.

Thinking about the damn face of the editor-in-chief, Su Weiyi's hand on the keyboard became stronger.

A head down output.

Maybe it was the resentment in my heart, or maybe it was an explosion of inspiration, and the manuscript that was originally planned to be completed in ten minutes was completed in ten minutes.

You can end your day early and get back to your home early.

Su Weiyi's bad mood has improved.

Proficient in saving documents and sending manuscripts to the editor-in-chief.

After spending a few more minutes to check it one last time, and finding that there was nothing missing, Su Weiyi was about to turn off the computer and get off work.

"Old Su?"

"Old Su?"

"Come here, I've got something for you."

The editor-in-chief's evil voice came from the office not far behind him.

Su Weiyi's brows suddenly frowned, and his expression was extremely painful.

When he turned his head again, his face was full of smiles, "Okay, editor-in-chief, I'll come here." ”

In the office,

"Old Su, do you know?"

"There are dozens of people in this newspaper, and I am really very satisfied with you."

"Do you know why?" The editor-in-chief was smiling.

Su Weiyi just shook his head.

"Because you're good enough, you never make mistakes in your writing."

"It's not like that group of young people, who don't have hair on their mouths and can't do things firmly."

"Even the simplest manuscript can write a bunch of questions."

"I.... It's still the most reassuring for you. ”

The editor-in-chief said, pulling out a folder from a drawer, "There was just a temporary incident. ”

"I'm really not at ease with handing it over to someone else."

"You've worked hard, come out tonight."

The editor-in-chief stood up and put on his coat, came to Su Weiyi's side, and patted the latter's shoulder, "Come on, maybe I will give you this seat in the future." ”

"That's right."

"When you leave, remember to turn off the lights and lock the door."

The editor-in-chief is gone.

Su Weiyi sat in his seat and was silent for a long time.

I write well, I never make a mistake in writing, I should work overtime, and I should be able to work harder?

What bullshit?!

As for promotions?

Su Weiyi no longer counted.

After 20 years of hard work, I have never made a mistake, and I have just started to move up the next level, and my ass has moved up a little.

The rest is completely gone.

To have qualifications, to have the ability, but he is not on the list of promotions every year.

Even the juniors who have just joined the company for two or three years have a higher level than him.

Su Weiyi can be seen clearly.

This is to completely press him to this position, and kick him away when the old scalper is used until the day when it is completely useless.

The heart is like a mirror, but there is nothing to do.

Su Weiyi sighed, slowly got up and picked up the documents on the table.

I sent a text message to my wife on my phone, explained the reason, and started working again.

In the silence of the office, the sound of keyboard tapping sounded again.

........

After eating.

Su Chen still went directly back to his room to read.

At night, it is usually eleven o'clock and then I go to bed on time.

The next day, I still got up early and went for a morning jog and read a book.

It's a very regular life.

Time passed like this.

soon

It's September 24th.

Five days.

Su Chen accumulated five lottery tickets.

One step closer to the goal of thirty.

And these five days of non-stop, spending a lot of time reading and studying, also made Su Chen's progress rapid.

There has been a long way to go in controlled nuclear fusion.

It can be said that experts in related fields come over at the moment, and they may not know much about Su Chen.

Books have always been the most convenient and fastest ladder for human progress.

In the past few days, Su Weiyi worked overtime almost every day.

It finally got through to September 24th.

He was finally liberated.

24 September is a very special day — the Global Day of Remembrance against Terrorism.

This day is a legal holiday, and it is a unified day off all over the world.

On this day, people can get rest.

Of course, rest is secondary.

The highlight is the live broadcast of the annual international counter-terrorism joint exercise.

It's an event that no one will miss.

Even a three-year-old child will give up the animation on this day, crying and shouting to watch the live broadcast of the anti-terrorism joint exercise.

The desire for peace has never been stronger!

It's rare to have a holiday, and Su Weiyi is sitting on the sofa with a newspaper in his hand and not moving.

Su Qiaoqiao and Yin Ruoxuan didn't go out to play today.

Both of them stayed at home honestly, waiting for the live television broadcast of the joint anti-terrorism exercise at 12 o'clock at noon.

Su Qiaoqiao said that it takes a long time to understand a person.

Yin Ruoxuan has always agreed with what Su Qiaoqiao said.

Men are creatures that can't be trusted!

But after five days, Yin Ruoxuan's results were diametrically opposed to what Su Qiaoqiao said.

She didn't think Su Chen was as bad as she said.

At the very least, it wasn't bad in her opinion.

Self-discipline.

Motivated.

Sunlight.

It's also a little handsome.

She's quite satisfied.

Su Qiaoqiao was vibrating, "What can you see in five days?" ”

"He's not going to be pretending?"

Yin Ruoxuan didn't refute it, but she had her own thoughts in her heart.

She firmly believes that she will not look at men badly.

Whether the man is pretending or not, she thinks she can still tell.

The man who has chased her for so many years has not a thousand but eight hundred, and he has long been sharp-eyed.

"Actually..."

"There's a question I never understand?"

"Why do you keep saying bad things about your brother?"

"You're her sister, shouldn't you turn to him?" Yin Ruoxuan asked what she was most confused about.

Su Qiaoqiao's eyes flashed, as if she remembered something.

She was silent for a moment before she spoke, "It's simple. ”

"Because I'm angry!"

"You don't even know how good this guy was in school."

"With his grades, he can study abroad."

"Go to the Ivy League, go to the top 10 or even top 3 schools in the world!"

"But he just doesn't, he just wants to go to some military school!"

"What's the use of going to military school?"

"What's the use, you say?"

"What if you graduate and are officers?"

"Give him five years to become a captain."

"What's the use?"

"He can clearly achieve fame, and he can clearly rise to the top!"

"But he doesn't, it's like he's really sick in the brain!"

"If you don't choose a good future, you have to go to a military school!"

"It's just self-destructive!! future"