Jiang Nuantang's words can be said to be merciless, rather crude than crude. She is right to say so.
But it stung Shao Zhanlin's self-esteem.
The big palm hanging down by his side was clenched into a fist, and the veins on the back of the hand were clearly visible.
After a long while, Shao Zhanlin calmed down his emotions, lightly opened his thin lips, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth:
"You're right! I really have no position."
Shao Zhanlin was so angry that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were about to explode, but he still tried his best to maintain his superficial demeanor.
The only one who showed emotion——
After he finished speaking, he stopped looking at Jiang Nuantang and strode past her towards the house.
That resolute back figure clearly means that she has cut off contact with her and is no longer involved in it.
Jiang Nuantang lightly curled up her eyelashes and showed no sign of this.
However, Shao Yijin sensitively felt the strangeness of the atmosphere. After Shao Zhanlin walked away, she lowered her voice and asked cautiously:
"Mommy, did I say the wrong thing just now?"
Perhaps it was hard-won for both parents to live like this, and the little guy's expression was full of worry.
Although Jiang Nuantang didn't want to get too involved with Shao Zhanlin, he didn't want his children to worry about him, so he didn't show his emotions.
Holding the back of the little guy's head, he held him in his arms and said calmly:
"It's okay, it has nothing to do with you. Let's go in too."
"oh."
Shao Yijin intuitively felt that his father was angry and that his handwriting was involved, but he did not dare to think about it in detail.
He could only bury his head in Jiang Nuantang's neck and let her hug him in.
…
The next day.
Because the production of "Yi Jian Jiang Hu" is about to be completed, colleagues in the department have started to work overtime during this period of time.
Even rest days like weekends were not missed.
Still unshakable, he went to the company to catch up on work.
Jiang Nuantang arrived not too early. As soon as he sat down, he heard a snoring voice:
"Brother Zhengqi, didn't you say you had to take time off for a game today? Why are you here anyway?"
The speaker was Cao Yue, who didn't get along with Jiang Nuantang on weekdays, and even spread rumors that she was having an abortion while she was on leave.
Compared to when you look at Jiang Nuantang, her nose is not a nose, and her eyes are not eyes.
When Cao Yue faced Ji Zhengqi, the golden grandson of a certain director, he was extremely enthusiastic.
One mouthful of Brother Zhengqi made Dang Zhiqi's goosebumps fall to the floor.
He rolled his eyes and stuck his neck at Jiang Nuantang, who was sitting opposite, implying that she was so disgusted that she wanted to die on the spot.
Jiang Nuantang couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and the next second he heard Ji Zhengqi respond concisely:
"Yeah. It's about to be tested. Don't worry, come over and see if there's anything else that needs to be improved."
Ji Zhengqi's eyebrows were cold and distant.
After the competition with Jiang Nuantang, he seemed to have grown a lot.
In the face of Cao Yue's attentive concern, he did not adopt the arrogant tone of the past, but explained with a humble expression.
His attitude wasn't exactly enthusiastic, but he didn't turn people away thousands of miles away either.
Jiang Nuantang's beautiful eyebrows were slightly raised. Although Ji Zhengqi usually looked out of tune, the idol he was a fan of was not very good either.
The seriousness with which he takes his work is impeccable.
"How about you go back and rest! It's better to recharge your batteries before the competition."
Cao Yue maintained a considerate persona and advised with gentle words.
Ji Zhengqi was unmoved.
"No, I'm sensible."
Although carx's car racing is considered one of the most valuable events in the industry.
But in similar heavyweight competitions, he has competed in no less than a hundred competitions since he started driving.
I have long been accustomed to it.
What's more -
He came to the company today with another important matter.
Ji Zhengqi turned his gaze slightly and landed on Jiang Nuantang, who was staring at the screen and operating the keyboard and mouse quickly with both hands.
He frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then strode over.
He stood next to her, remained silent for a while and said:
"I have a car race in Qifeng Mountain tonight. Do you want to come and watch?"
Such an invitation is not unexpected.
especially--
Ever since Jiang Nuantang abused him last time on the programming he was most proud of.
There was no intersection between the two.
A talented programmer.
After suffering such a devastating blow, after Jiang Nuantang, he was already in a good mood without bearing any grudge against her.
I didn’t think so——
He actually took the initiative to find her, talking about things that had nothing to do with work.
"Huh? What did you say?"
Jiang Nuantang raised his head and met Ji Zhengqi's eyes, with obvious confusion between his brows.
If there was no one else next to her, she would even suspect...
Did he ask the wrong person?
Or maybe she's just being sentimental.
Ji Zhengqi also knew that his move was a bit abrupt, but he did not flinch.
He repeated what he just said, and then added:
"Although I lost to you in programming, I still have a lot of strengths in other aspects. Like tonight's racing, I won't lose. I don't believe you can -"
Go and see.
After all, it took me a lot of courage to stand here with a straight face.
Said so many words again.
It was already very difficult for Ji Zhengqi, who had always been unruly.
In the end, his voice became softer and softer, and he couldn't help but raise his voice. He was worried that Jiang Nuantang would refuse, so he didn't even dare to speak clearly.
Despite this, Jiang Nuantang figured out his purpose.
Before he could finish speaking, he took the initiative to take over the conversation: