Grassroots President

Chapter 308 The Loser

Duan Siling didn't struggle, and asked Qian Shaohui to wipe himself clean and swallow him.Tired, they embraced and fell asleep.

Let's talk about An Jing's side, he has been drunk for several days, and has already fallen into a state of depravity. The company is on the verge of crisis, and the company's employees continue to criticize, which can be described as internal and external troubles.

An Jing sat alone in the apartment. He hadn't been to the company for many days. He was surrounded by crumbling wine bottles, and he was holding a bottle in his hand. He looked slumped and his eyes were dull. The big back hairstyle is not taken care of at the moment, and it falls on the forehead randomly.

He was tied with Qian Shaohui at the age of ten and was called a prodigy in the business circle. No matter what he did, he was compared, and every time he lost to Qian Shaohui with a slight disadvantage.He was unwilling to be said to be inferior to Qian Shaohui.Therefore, he regarded Qian Shaohui as his competitor since he was a child. As long as he had the opportunity to suppress him, he never gave up, but the result was not what he wanted no matter how many times.However, the running-in and harmony did not suffer much, nor did Qian Shaohui benefit much.

After so many years, after fighting Qian Shaohui for so many years, is he still going to lose?An Jing yelled, and threw his wine bottle and hit the cabinet and smashed it to pieces. He had been hiding in the apartment for a long time, he was cowardly, timid, and he was afraid that he would be the one who had nothing in the end.

The angels and demons in his heart have also been arguing non-stop. One keeps saying that he is tired of letting go, and the other keeps trying to get revenge on Qian Shaohui and refuses to let go.

An Jing had to admit that he was jealous of Qian Shaohui, so jealous that he went crazy.The honor that An Jing wanted, spent all his time preparing, was easily snatched by Qian Shaohui. Everything that should belong to him was snatched by Qian Shaohui. Why did Qian Shaohui do things so smoothly and do what he did? Not going well?

He didn't believe what others said about Qian Shaohui's talent and business.But repeated failures made An Jing slowly lose confidence, whether he is really inferior to Qian Shaohui, whether Qian Shaohui is really better than himself from the beginning to the end.

The gift he likes, Qian Shaohui can get it if he wants it.The people he likes and loves all love Qian Shaohui.On the one hand, he was close to Su Yue because of Qian Shaohui, and he was close to Duan Siling because of Qian Shaohui.He had to admit that he hadn't lived for himself easily these years.

In order to defeat Qian Shaohui, he used all means, but now he was struggling alone on the edge of the cliff.Is this considered to be self-inflicted?
An Jing laughed at herself.He stood up weakly, for fear that if he was not careful, he would fall to the ground and die suddenly.When he came to the bathroom, he went directly under the shower head, and the water kept rushing towards him, so that An Jing could feel more awake.

In a quiet villa, only An Jing lives alone.A few days ago, the nanny was kicked out by herself because of her irascibility. She drank so much wine without eating, her stomach was growling, her brain was exhausted, and An Jing felt like she was floating It was very uncomfortable, as if the soul would come out of the body only by falling down.

Having had a good time, An Jing walked to the mirror, saw her pale face, sluggish eyes, and laughed at herself, looking extraordinarily ferocious.His face was full of stubble, and he had no energy at all, and his smile was terrifying.An Jing punched the glass angrily, and the glass shattered immediately, and the cracks spread.

Now even he doesn't want to see himself like this, let alone others.

The glass pierced An Jing's hand, and bright red blood remained behind.It seems that bleeding is more calming and waking than taking a cold shower.

Suddenly, bells and knocks on the door of the villa came one after another.It was particularly conspicuous in the quiet villa. An Jing put away her fists, moved her ears, and became vigilant. At this moment, who would come looking for her?

He moved to the entrance of the villa, the wound on his fist was already serious, and because of the force, blood dripped all the way.

He aimed at the cat's eyes and saw Su Yue's frowning little face.I was taken aback for a moment, why did she come?After checking that there was no one else behind her, he opened the door.After breaking up with Su Yue, he changed the password, so Su Yue couldn't get in.

Su Yue rapped on the door vigorously and kept ringing the doorbell, for fear that An Jing would not hear her.She hid outside alone, avoiding any eyeliner of the Su family, and it was hard to survive.

A young lady who lives on instant noodles every day is so pitiful. After seeing the news in the convenience store, she guessed An Jing's state. After all, she has loved him for so many years. Although she didn't see him through, she still has a temper. It's very clear that An Jing will definitely find a place to hide, and find a way in silence alone.

She went to An's to inquire again, and as expected, knowing that he hadn't been to the company for many days, she came to the villa to find him by chance.

The door opened, and Su Yue stood outside the door in shock, her hand still clenched and knocking on the door.

She had never seen An Jing look like this before. An Jing's hair was in a mess on top of her head, and her eyes were full of fatigue. There was no one dripping, the smell of alcohol was all over her body, the clothes were also stuck to her body, and the faint blood color on her body brought Su Yue back to her senses.

"Are you injured? Where is the injury?" Su Yue stepped forward, wanting to help support An Jing's shaky body.

"Don't worry about it." An Jing shook off her hand and made her take a step back.

"Why are you here? Qian Shaohui sent you here?" Su Yue listened to his thorny words, saw his bloody hands along his arm, and looked up at his dazed eyes with distress.

"Then you can just treat me as he sent...Treat the wound first, if you don't want to get infected." Su Yue went straight to the door and walked around An Jing to get the medical kit. Su Yue was slightly familiar with his house. sad.She once loved this man so hard, but now that he has become like this, do I also have some responsibility?

An Jing watched Su Yue go to the cabinet, and skillfully took out the medical kit. Su Yue was thinner than he remembered. This period of time should have been miserable. With her like this, she still wants to pity herself?In fact, he trusted Su Yue in his heart, and after experiencing Duan Siling, he felt even more guilty towards Su Yue.

Did he really love Su Yue once?An Jing felt very dizzy, closed her eyes, and shook her head.Su Yue had already walked in front of her without noticing.

"Extend your hand, I'll disinfect and bandage it for you." Su Yue looked at An Jing's already very ugly face, and frowned slightly.An Jing felt that the sudden dizziness seemed to hit her, and she weakened weakly.

Su Yue looked at An Jing fainted, turned to herself, and hurriedly caught An Jing's heavy body.

"An Jing? An Jing?..." Su Yue called a few times, and found that the person who fell on her was unconscious.She struggled to move An Jing to the sofa next to her.

He took out the thermometer in the box to measure An Jing's body temperature. He had a high fever of 39 degrees. He put down a cold towel and put it on An Jing's hot forehead, disinfected An Jing's bloody hands, and then wrapped it with a white cloth.

She turned around and hurried up to the second floor to An Jing's room. Su Yue was distracted by the chaos in the room.The quilt on the bed was covered with wine stains and was unusable. She turned around and opened the cabinet to take out a new quilt, pulled out the quilt vigorously, and finally pulled out all the quilts.

(End of this chapter)