Domineering CEO: Wife remarry

Zhang Zijun didn't remember how she finished her breakfast. In fact, she forgot whether she ate it or not. She even forgot that she had a car for transportation.

It was true that she hadn't taken a bus for a long time, especially the section from Xinghai Famous City to Jingcheng Company. She didn't seem to have taken a bus before, so when she arrived at the bus stop, she didn't know which bus to take.

Fortunately, there were bus lines on the bus platform. She stared at the bus platform sign for a long time, and finally found two buses that could be replaced.

She just stood quietly behind the bus platform, quietly staring at the big and small vehicles on the road, with no sadness, no worry, no joy on her face, natural and calm.

I don't remember when I read a foreign story in a magazine called "Friends", it seems that a poor woman died of her nine-year-old son, and then she was found out by a noble lady, who was pregnant. Sympathetic visits to poor women.

On the way, the noble lady was still thinking that this poor woman must be very sad and painful when her son died. At this time, she must be crying to death in her own home.

However, the fact was beyond the lady's surprise. When she rushed to the poor woman's house, she saw the poor woman sitting quietly in the dilapidated thatched hut. At the three-legged dining table, silently drinking a bowl of wild vegetable soup.

The lady was puzzled by the behavior of the poor woman. She asked the poor woman suspiciously: "Aren't you sad when your nine-year-old son died? Isn't it sad or painful? Why are you still in the mood to drink soup here quietly?" ?”

The poor woman looked at her and replied indifferently: "Is there any direct relationship between being sad and suffering and drinking soup quietly?"

The lady said: "Of course, my half-year-old daughter died. I was so sad and painful that I couldn't eat anything for three days and three nights. I kept guarding her little body until it was buried. She has been buried, and I still think about her so much that I don’t want to think about food or tea. Every time I see her picture, I feel so sad that I want to cry. Heal the injury, now it's not so sad."

After hearing what the noble woman said, the poor woman said numbly: "Yes, look at you, you can guard his body for three days and three nights without eating or drinking when the child is dead, but my child is dead, but I have to find the body quickly. Bury it somewhere, because you can’t afford the mortuary fee, you can lose five catties without thinking about food and tea, and then go on vacation for a few months and come back, and I will have no energy if I don’t eat a meal. If I don’t have energy, how can I go to work tomorrow? ?You can take a vacation to relieve your sadness and pain, but I have to work hard for my next meal. You can be sad and express your grief to your heart's content, but I have to hurry up and have a full meal go to work."

"Then aren't you sad?" The lady asked still puzzled.

"I'm not sad," the poor woman replied very calmly: "Sadness needs capital, and I don't have it!"

The poor woman has no capital, and neither does she. The poor woman quietly drinks vegetable soup to replenish her strength and goes to work, and she also quietly prepares breakfast and prepares to go to work.

Zhang Zijun was indeed going to work. She hadn't taken a bus for a long time, and she took the wrong direction. After getting on the bus, she was dazed and didn't notice any stops. She stopped completely when the bus entered the station.

"Girl, the terminal is here, are you still getting off the bus?" The driver looked at her and asked.

Terminal?She got off the bus in a daze, and it turned out to be a large parking lot of a bus station, which was full of rectangular buses of various colors.

"I'm going to Jingcheng Building." She didn't forget her destination.

"I got on the wrong bus." The driver saw her bewildered look and thought she was out of her mind, so he pointed his finger at the lane of a yellow bus driving on the road outside: "You should take that bus."

"Is the car going to Jingcheng Building?" Zijun asked blankly.

"Yes, of course, you stop by the side of the road and wave to people." The driver pointed with his finger, signaling her to go quickly.

"Thank you." Zijun walked out of the parking lot blankly and came to the side of the road, but the yellow car was never seen again.

Under the guidance of passers-by, she finally walked to the bus stop diagonally opposite, and then looked at the bus plate, only to realize that the place where she is now is far away from the Jingcheng Building.

Oh, cake shopper, she rubbed her forehead with her hands, now it's time to go to work, and she's still on the way to go to work.

"There are very few yellow buses that go directly to Jingcheng Building, so you have to transfer." An enthusiastic passer-by pointed out to her: "If you are really in a hurry, take a taxi; if you are not in a hurry, take a bus to transfer. subway.."

Zhang Zijun finally chose to take the bus to the subway, but her luck was not ordinary. After taking this bus, she encountered a traffic jam just two stops away.

Once it was plugged, it completely blocked her thoughts of rushing to work. Looking at the blocked road outside the car window, she smiled wryly.

The traffic jam lasted for a long time, and the compartments that were so full that they couldn't fit in the car gradually became empty. In the end, only the passengers who were far away from the road were left, and those who were a little closer, and those within two kilometers all got out of the car and walked.

Zhang Zijun sat quietly in the car all the time. Compared with those restless passengers who kept cursing, she was much quieter and more civilized. She didn't even complain about the traffic jam this time.

The car was stuck in a traffic jam for more than two hours. When the car finally started, the people in the car heaved a sigh of relief. It was only later that they found out that five cars in front collided with each other, resulting in three deaths and five injuries, resulting in a serious traffic accident.

When Zhang Zijun transferred to the subway and went downstairs to the Jingcheng Building, it was already 12 noon, and everyone in Jingcheng Company was off work.

Just as she was about to walk into the building, a surprised voice came out from behind: "Gentleman!"

She froze for a moment and turned her head, only to realize that it was actually Apple running towards her, and her face was full of excited surprise.

"Gentleman, where have you been? I've been looking for you all morning." Apple embraced her, crying and laughing with excitement, completely forgetting that she was pregnant.

Apple looking for her?Zijun was taken aback for a moment before he realized it.

"I took the wrong bus to go to work in the morning." Zijun said truthfully: "Later, I changed to another bus and came back and encountered a big traffic jam, so... I rushed downstairs to the company at this time."

"Gentleman, I thought...your mobile phone can't get through." Apple looked at her, his voice was still trembling because of the excitement: "Gentleman, I'm so worried, are you... all right?"