Liang Ci thought, why is this species of man like this? Before, he clearly praised her like a fairy, but suddenly she changed from a rib to a chicken rib.
Now, perfunctory without sincerity, frank without attitude.
The more she thought about it, the more tired she felt. She opened the door and got out of the car without even looking at it. An electric car whizzed by and almost hit her. Liang Ci took two steps back before standing still. The man even looked back. He cursed with a very opinion.
She felt angry and uncomfortable, and always felt that the time was not good. Wang Mingsheng immediately pushed the door down, took her wrist and looked around, and was relieved to make sure that she was not injured.
The tone softened: "Let's get in the car and talk? It's dangerous for you to stand here at night."
"The danger is also my own business, and I bear it myself."
"Look at you, why do you have to bear it yourself? People who care about you don't feel distressed when something happens, right? They speak cleanly."
Liang Ci threw him away with the strength of alcohol, lowered her head and adjusted the scarf to cover half of her face, only revealing a pair of watery eyes. She saw an empty taxi with a red card coming in, and waved for a taxi.
The taxi went straight away, and he said in a deep voice: "You can't park here, there are surveillance cameras in front, you can't get a taxi, good boy, get in the car, let's stop making trouble and I'll take you back."
Liang Ci looked left and right, and walked forward in vain. There was a stop sign more than ten meters away. She went straight to it. Wang Mingsheng sighed. The car cut Hu.
Wang Mingsheng came in a text message at this time, and the traffic bureau reminded him to deduct three points from the fine for illegal parking, which was expected and not particularly surprised.
Just as he was about to call Liang Ci, Wu Dawei went to him first: "Brother Sheng, hurry up, you can't stand it if you're not there, Mr. Qian's face is not good when it's cloudy, and he probably has a problem with you."
Wang Mingsheng gritted his teeth: "Steady him first, I'll be right there."
He hung up the phone and called Liang Ci, the first one refused to answer, and the second one rang for more than ten seconds before answering. Before he could speak, she said, "Stop talking, don't say anything, what are you waiting for?" Let's talk when you have sincerity, I don't want to see you now and I don't want to listen to your sweet talk."
After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone decisively.
After Liang Ci finished speaking, he saw the driver looking up from the rearview mirror. He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He thought to himself that women are really a tangle of contradictions. They didn't think much of them when they were rare before. He also advised him to be realistic and not be rushed by love. She was dizzy, and now that people were telling the truth, she felt sad again.
Why is it so difficult to serve.
Many women can't recognize their hearts without experiencing emotional turmoil. Although I am longing for a relationship that is as plain as water and flows slowly, once there are no twists and turns for a long time, I will not be able to detect whether I love it or not.
It took a heart-piercing pain to suddenly realize, oh, so I still like this man quite a bit.
She was thinking like this at the moment, oh, Wang Mingsheng was actually pretty good before, and helped her several times, if it wasn't for the practical problem of physical reasons, maybe she would continue to support her.
Thinking about it this way Forget it, it's better not to have fun, just calm down.
Wang Mingsheng turned off the phone when he called again. He shook the steering wheel vigorously, calmed down for a few minutes, and edited the text message: Is it okay to give me a message when I get home safely?
The matter with Mr. Qian must be over, but if it is over, it will be a failure, and it will be criticized by others for being arrogant. There are many involuntary things in the work, no matter how moody you are, you can't be willful. If you have to go to work, you have to go to work.
Not only have to be busy with work, but also have to be busy with work as if nothing had happened. When seeing customers who should be stern, they have to smirk.
In order to get the bitterness and suffering that Grandpa Mao experienced, only those who have worked can understand. Those who have not made money to support their families, who have not experienced debt, living beyond their means, struggling to make ends meet, or who have eaten one meal and wondered where the next one will be, do not understand how important money is.
? Although Wang Mingsheng is now worth a lot, with real estate, investment and savings, it is a few years too early for him to sit and eat when he is in his thirties. His career was booming day by day, and it was impossible for him to withdraw suddenly, thinking that he didn't have such a noble character.
The ordinary people who are profiting and profiting don't see money, they just put the vulgarity in high-end packaging, and put the pursuit of fame and profit on the superficial project, and they all shouted that they must be motivated and have ideals.
Wang Mingsheng felt that he was a little too real, and it was too straightforward to make money on the stage. Looking back at Liang Ci, he is a postdoctoral fellow and also went abroad to study gold plating. Why? To serve the country and promote social progress?
Don't elevate personal behavior too high and look down on all beings.You have to set up rules for Liang Ci, let her know who he is, let her correct her attitude, and let her bow her head and bow her head. At least don't turn off the phone if you have nothing to do, and you can't find anyone if you look for it Who doesn't have a temper? He could scare her into tears by losing his temper.
Wu Dawei took off his shoes and raised his legs to put them on the bed. Wang Mingsheng lowered them down again in a second. He felt that Manager Wu was a little annoying, really annoying, and this swaying made him even more dizzy.
Lying on his back on the bed, barely opened his eyes, picked up the phone and put it in front of his eyes before he could see the screen clearly, the phone fell off with a shake of his hand, and fell right on the bridge of his nose, he was still conscious with a "hiss" When you feel pain, the pain-sensing nerves are just slower than usual.
I couldn't find my phone, and I couldn't find it after groping around for a long time. The baijiu backfired, turned over and forgot what he wanted to do just now. He breathed heavily and buried his head in the pillow. After smelling the smell of disinfectant for a while, he turned his head and fell asleep peacefully.
It can be understood as sleep, or it can be understood as alcohol paralyzing the brain and making the mind dull. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com