Zhan Shao's Sweet Little Wife

"You are still so precious to such a broken thing, but the person who treats it may not be cherished by you."

Ye Zhengxuan gave him a sideways look, and kicked him aside, leisurely and kindly reminded him: "You need to be more sober, you understand? I've finished all the persuasion that should be done, and I won't say anything else. Since you really like her, get her back, take advantage of it, coax a few more words, and stop thinking about whether she will come back or not. Don't stare at your wish talisman anymore , even if you look at it as a flower, Jiang Nianci may not come back."

Ye Zhengxuan didn't worry so much about Zhan Anli, at the moment he just wanted to sleep, in fact he really did that, as soon as he finished speaking, he yawned and walked towards the room, regardless of who Zhan Anli was. How long to be sad.

Rao even those who have no eyesight have discovered that Jiang Nianci has been working very hard these days, which means that her attitude towards work is so hard that she no longer looks like a novice who has just entered the working state. Veteran on the field.

In the routine work meeting every morning, Jiang Nianci's report was perfect every time.In an orderly manner, with a clear structure; before and after the primary and secondary, there is no top-heavy feeling when following a main line.In the editor's words, the report written by Jiang Nianci can be published in the literature column.

The editor is a meticulous person, but even such a harsh person is very satisfied with Jiang Nianci, not to mention the others, who are even more appreciative of her. With Jiang Nianci's past behavior and handling style, at this time, he will definitely hide himself As soon as the mobile phone is turned off and the professional smile is put on, there will be no unnecessary troubles.

The workplace is like a battlefield, and every step is walked on thin ice. After all, he is a person who has been in charge of Shengyu Group, so of course he is well versed in all the rules of the workplace.Although she is a novice who has just entered the literary and art circle, she knows in her heart that this circle also has its own rules of the game. Too dazzling and too quiet are not good things for her. There must be victims in this game world. of.

Only this time, Jiang Nianci did not follow the rules of the game.The more you know, the more you have to go retrograde.She released all the carefully hidden magnificence as if she was reborn, and she was amazing when she was born, and she handed over one satisfactory answer after another.

It's just that when faced with the doubts surrounding him, Jiang Nianci still focused on his work and did not respond to the outside world. He was immersed in his work, as if he was on a deserted island, so quiet that it was inexplicably palpitating.

At two o'clock in the morning, Lao Zhang, a senior who was on the night shift and had just returned from an outside art exhibition, had just returned to the company with his camera on his shoulders, when he suddenly saw a light on a desk not far away.

Rao Zhang, a veteran in the literary and art circles, couldn't help being startled, his right eye was always twitching, and a thought flashed through his mind, "In the office at two o'clock in the morning, I suddenly heard a screaming ghost , and then died tragically..." and other office ghost stories.

Could it be that a female ghost like Sadako really turned on the light?
When Lao Zhang took a closer look, although ghosts are scary, people are even more scary, "Jiang Nianci! What are you doing! Do you know what time it is and you still don't go home? It's the middle of the night, it's scary to death! "

Jiang Nianci, who was concentrating on writing an art plan, heard the shout, raised his eyes, saw the person coming, and smiled apologetically, "Mr. Zhang, haven't you gone back yet?"

Lao Zhang quickly put down his photographic equipment, walked to Jiang Nianci's desk, and saw a table of manuscripts spread out on her desk, which she put aside in a messy manner. The pen came up with my own thoughts.She was still holding a signature pen in her hand, and was still rushing to the next planning draft.

"You did all of this by yourself? From morning till night?"

Lao Zhang was ashamed, he couldn't imagine how Jiang Nianci spent the night in this small space during this period of time, the winter night was so cold, the time was so long, and the surroundings were dark, everything quieted down to a frighteningly quiet level, she Just like this, a person sits in the office all night, sleeps when tired, and wakes up to continue writing.

To put it bluntly, he wanted to torture himself, and he had the temperament of a senior high school student.

Lao Zhang frowned, and communicated with her with the usual words of worried parents, "Nianci, what's wrong with you? Why don't you go home? Is there no family at home?"

What happened to make this indifferent and inarticulate woman take care of herself like this.

This is a very indifferent and confident woman, that's what Lao Zhang thought when he first saw her.He watched her join the company. Although he hadn't known her for a long time, he was very clear about her behavior.

Jiang Nianci is indifferent and unsmiling, but he always feels that she is not like that. In her body, some blood can always be seen.

She is so persistent that she even writes the manuscript with a black pen one stroke at a time. As she said, the sound of pen and ink rubbing against the paper is many times better than the sound of typing on a computer keyboard.

Jiang Nianci is probably the only one who is so persistent and almost paranoid in this new city of steel and concrete and high-rise buildings.

Lao Zhang has never had such a feeling that a woman like Jiang Nianci, in this life, in the time of Yunjuanyunshu, no matter how happy she is, she will not be so happy. It is her instinct to muddle along, and she can't tolerate being hurt.Because once such a girl is injured, she will definitely hurt her heart, shed tears, and even bleed.

With decades of experience in the workplace, Lao Zhang smelled a strange smell. He raised his eyes and saw two expired art exhibition tickets discarded in a corner on Jiang Nianci's desk. There are wrinkles and imprints on it, which makes people feel the entangled psychology of that person who is crushed and reluctant to discard.

Next to the ticket, there was a gossip magazine. On the cover, there was a line written in exaggerated black and bold font: Today's Hot Search!President Zhan Anli of Beiling Group attended the charity auction with his famous daughter.The person on the cover is Zhan Anli, and the person next to her is Chen Xiyan.

Yes, it was Chen Xiyan, Jiang Nianci knew it was her without even thinking about it.

Old Zhang's eyes widened in surprise, and then suddenly realized.

It turned out to be emotionally hurt.This is the highest level of injury, exhausting, traumatic, and incurable.

"Hey, this kind of magazine, let's see what it does," Lao Zhang picked up the gossip magazine and threw it into the trash can beside him.

"You're also a writer, so you should know how exaggerated the imagination of entertainment reporters is." It's like having the wings of imagination!
Jiang Nianci didn't answer, she bent down, took the magazine out of the trash can again, wiped the stains on it, and wiped the pages with her fingertips, Zhan Anli's sharp side face was facing the Mysterious girlfriend.