beautiful president fell in love with me

Manager Huang looked like you were joking, and looked at him with an extremely exaggerated expression, an expression of disbelief.

Zhaoyao's complexion changed, and she threw the book in her hand back to the work station with a snap, saying:

"What do you mean? I have worked hard for nearly a month. Is the company not going to pay you?"

He can take the blame, or accept being fired, he doesn't care about these things, but money is definitely not an option!
He still counts on these several thousand dollars to maintain his livelihood for at least a month or so.

Now tell him no, don't even know how to live in this city.

Zhaoyao's sudden aura made Director Huang tremble in fright, and the corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly.

"You... don't be impulsive!"

Director Huang stretched out his hands to block in front of him, stepped back again and again, and said:

"This matter has not yet been settled. I am still trying my best to fight for it. You...don't worry, I will try my best to intercede for you...don't mess around!"

Zhaoyao clenched her fists tightly and approached step by step, his mind was full of what to do with the rest of his life.

If the other party dares to say no, his fists will definitely land on that fat head. At worst, the fish will die and the net will be broken, and no one will feel better!
"Zhaoyao!"

Gu Qing immediately stood up, quickly stopped in front of him, with a solemn expression, and said:

"Do you know what you are doing, get the hell out of here!"

He is now furious, even the usually kind girl is so decisive towards him, how can he care so much, step forward, and suddenly press down on Gu Qing's body.

"Why, do you still want to fight with me?"

Gu Qing didn't back down at all, stubbornly raised her head slightly, and looked straight into his eyes, only the little hands hidden behind her were trembling slightly.

Zhaoyao stared at this very familiar face, there was no half of the smile and sweetness of the past, some of them were all serious, cold and stern, and refused to give in at all.

In the end, he still couldn't give up this friendship, he just looked at the person who had been so kind to him and stood firmly against him.

There was a tingling pain in my heart for no reason, and my eyes were a little moist.

In order not to show any strangeness, Zhaoyao snorted coldly, and finally took the initiative to take a step back, and walked towards the door without saying a word.

When he reached the door, he stopped, but without turning around, he said:
"If my salary is one cent less, I will come again!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure had already strode out, leaving only a group of overtime dogs in the office, looking at each other with lingering fear.

Walking out of the 33-story office building, the brightly lit streets seem to pretend that it is not dark yet, and you can continue to struggle.

Zhaoyao looked up at the flashing neon lights. Before today, he was also a member of the overtime dog. Now, he is not even qualified to be an overtime dog.

He suddenly laughed, how ridiculous, how sad.

The message notification sounded in the phone, and after unlocking it, he couldn't even smile wryly.

"Liangzi, if you don't see the rent again tonight, I will clean up your things!"

"The rent of 1000 yuan is full, you drag it left and right, it's been half a month..."

"I understand that it's not easy for you young people, but you can't do things like this..."

Zhaoyao felt that he couldn't even walk, he squatted there, his mind was in chaos.

Friendly oppression seems to be more suffocating, he can only hate himself for his incompetence, life does not give him the slightest breathing time.

Being poor seems to have become the original sin.

When he looked up, he happened to see a flyover in the distance, and he sighed helplessly.

Now that even beggars don't live on flyovers, is he going to be reduced to living on flyovers?