She warned herself more than once that since she couldn't solve the problem, she should stop thinking about it, think about the weather, think about her family, think about her lovely son and... and men.
But no.
All she could think about was money.
forget it.
No, it still comes back to my mind when I am thinking about heaven and earth, and becomes the first major event.
Sang Xiaoyu sat up and forced herself. Since she couldn't think about it, she should think about it carefully.
Sang Xiaoyu got up, washed up, poured a glass of milk and ate a small piece of bread, and her breakfast was settled.
She returned to bed.
She thought of the Spring Festival many years ago.
On the desolate street, he was wearing a half-worn military coat, pushing a tricycle, and selling goods under a big tree on the street.
A luxury car passed by him, he stopped and bought cigarettes.
The cigarettes were taken away, and the car drove out for a while and then came back.
When Sang Xiaoyu sold the cigarettes, she recognized that it was Jiang Chunhui, but Jiang Chunhui had long forgotten that she was the class beauty who was thrown on the street.
Jiang Chunhui stepped back and wanted to see if it was her. He said that he couldn't tell from the appearance, just the voice...
Just this retreat completely changed everything about Sang Xiaoyu...
Sang Xiaoyu does not hate Jiang Chunhui. She feels that her failure in the seasoning factory was because she trusted Fei Jiani and Wang Ximo.
Now, she was the one who underestimated Jiang Chunhui.
Jiang Chunhui has always been a darling, favored by thousands of people. He is mostly sought after and praised. He uses his money, but wants to suppress him under himself. Sooner or later, this matter will break out.
Since you have always been wrong, now is the time to correct your own mistakes.
What makes Sang Xiaoyu even more sad is that Jiang Chunhui actually got together with Fei Jiani.
Just two days ago, when Sang Xiaoyu was frowning in the office, the door rang. Sang Xiaoyu said that she didn't even raise her head after coming in. There were too many people looking for her, especially now.
Some expressed their loyalty and vowed to follow her to the death, while others made demands, saying that she was leaving anyway, and could their salary be raised by another level before she left...
But it was Fei Jiani who came into Sang Xiaoyu's eyes.
Fei Jiani has not appeared in front of Sang Xiaoyu for a long time.
Sang Xiaoyu asked her what happened?
Fei Jiani said proudly: "I heard that you are going to get out? I came to see you to save you from being too lonely in front of the door."
Sang Xiaoyu said with a smile: "Even if I really get out, I can still live a decent life, so don't be hypocritical."
Fei Jiani said boldly: "Don't you just want to say that I like to rely on men all my life? Why wouldn't I rely on men when there are men in this world?
You can rely on me too, but you can’t rely on me now.”
Sang Xiaoyu said everything you said is right, but please go out, I don’t have time to talk to you."
Fei Jiani said exaggeratedly: "Hey, you are still the boss now? Yes, you are. But in a few days, you will be nothing. Then we can play again?"
Sang Xiaoyu was about to ask someone to drive her out, but Jiang Chunhui came in. Fei Jiani immediately took his arm and said coquettishly: "Mr. Jiang, our old classmate, I want to be the boss and take over Sang Xiaoyu's position."
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Jiang Chunhui patted her hand and said, "Baby, don't worry, it's just a matter of these few days."
Sang Xiaoyu almost vomited and ran out, leaving behind two people who were performing in the middle of the stage. Suddenly there was no audience, which was quite embarrassing.
Fei Jiani said: "I want to be the boss."
Jiang Chunhui took her arm off and said, "Boss, you definitely can't be a department manager."
After saying that, he opened the door and left.
Fei Jiani stood in Sang Xiaoyu's office, trying to cause some damage, but Sang Xiaoyu came back and told Fei Jiani to leave quickly, otherwise she would call the police.
Sang Xiaoyu shook her head, feeling that these things were too far away from her, so there was no need to think about them, and there was no need to worry about them.
Sang Xiaoyu called the accountant and calculated her salary for less than a year.
The accountant called over ten minutes later and gave a figure. Sang Xiaoyu frowned. This amount of money was not enough to repay Jiang Chunhui's personal loan.
Do you really want to reopen a small noodle shop? Is the so-called comeback just a slogan?
Go back to the condiment factory?
It's not that Sang Xiaoyu has never thought about making Sister Wei his immediate boss. It's not impossible for him to take orders from her, but it's always a bit awkward. There are people who don't care about face in this world, but there are too few.
Sang Xiaoyu felt that she was still a little uncomfortable.
Can Li Junhao withdraw some money and rely on him to conquer the world?
Sang Xiaoyu thought enough was enough.
Sang Xiaoyu thought about it. If she doesn't bother with it anymore, she can't afford it.
She wants to open a small decoration company and practice her old profession.
I don’t seek wealth and wealth, I just seek a comfortable life.
On the eighth day after Jiang Chunhui proposed to withdraw capital, Sang Xiaoyu, who was desperate, finally decided to let go.
I have thought about my career plans, and I have also thought about my life.
Let Li Junhao go on his own. If he wants, he can even stay in the hotel. Without him, Jiang Chunhui might not be so hostile to him.
She called Li Junhao to her home.
She also cooked several side dishes with her own hands.
Li Junhao asked her what she wanted to do? Did she really want to return to her family?
Sang Xiaoyu said that she had no fighting spirit and was defeated by others.
She said she wanted to return to her family and was too tired.
Li Junhao helped her put the dishes on the table and said that he would not believe it. If you were such a person, you would no longer live like this.
Sang Xiaoyu and Li Junhao were both sitting at the table. Sang Xiaoyu asked her what that was like?
Li Junhao looked into her eyes and said, "If you are such a person, if you give in to Jiang Chunhui and marry him, you will still have the same glory."
Sang Xiaoyu shook her head and said, "He wants to kill you. I offended you because of him? It's not worth it."
Li Junhao was a little moved and asked: "Who is more important among us?"
Sang Xiaoyu thought for a while and said: "It's all important. I still don't hate him, he is just a spoiled boy.
He is also my savior. I can't really sue him!
But you are different, he is too willful, but you are different, you always not only help me but also help me when I am in the most difficult time. We are like-minded people."
"oh."
"One is my neighbor since I was a child, now known as my childhood sweetheart in writing; the other is a high school classmate, at the age when love first started. When he chased me back then, he put in a lot of effort, but he was just ruthless.
I finally understand now that some people cannot be lovers even if they stay together for a lifetime, because love is a chemical reaction.
Some people fall in love at first sight, and some people fall in love with each other over time. He and I have no chance. We belong to the railway tracks that will never intersect and stay safe."
Li Junhao nodded his head. In fact, he didn't hear anything. He just didn't expect that Sang Xiaoyu valued him so much.