What kind of experience is it to help your wife cheat?

Chapter 221
Song Song is not a saint, but a layman.He doesn't care whether Zhang Meng was the one who reported him or not, anyway, he finds Zhang Meng an eyesore when he sees Zhang Meng. He doesn't like that after he leaves, his client resources are taken away by Zhang Mengquan who used to treat him face to face and back then.

For other clients, Song Song can't do much, but for Changcheng Distillery, Han Zhibin and Tang Zhengzheng don't say they have absolute trust in him, but at least they need him. Zhang Meng stayed away from his sight.

After Tang Zhengzhi's hint, Rui Zhi already knew what the client thought.

In the face of corporate interests, all personal interests can be sacrificed.

Although met with strong opposition from Zhang Meng, Rui Zhi still withstood the pressure and replaced Zhang Meng.

The project bidding of Changcheng Distillery continued to proceed in an orderly manner. No one cared who represented Zhengshang Group for work communication. Everyone was thinking about their own interests, regardless of whether others lived or died.

Through this lesson, Zhang Meng realized a very serious problem: Song Song would never let him live comfortably!
When he took over Song Song's clients, things didn't go smoothly. The project of Changcheng Distillery finally gave him hope, but he was replaced just like that. He really couldn't swallow this breath.

So a few days later, Zhang Meng drank alone, used the strength of the wine to find the community where Song Song lived, and bought a fruit knife.

If you don't make me feel better, I will definitely not make you feel better!

Zhang Meng didn't know which building Song Song lived in, so he wandered around the gate of the community.

After eleven o'clock in the evening, Zhang Mengjiu was half awake. He lost his patience and was ready to go home, but he saw Song Song getting off a taxi reeking of alcohol.

Zhang Meng immediately tensed up, secretly clenched the fruit knife in his pocket, and walked towards Song Song.

The night wind howled, but it couldn't suppress the hustle and bustle of the roadside food stalls outside the community.

Song Song was walking towards the community while shaking slightly, but suddenly saw Zhang Meng walking towards him.

"Eh? What a coincidence?" Song Song greeted Zhang Meng with a smile.

Zhang Meng was taken aback when he saw this, and said with a stiff expression: "It's not a coincidence, I'm here to find you."

Song Song frowned: "What's the matter?"

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Meng asked, "Did Rui Zhi replace me with the Changcheng Distillery project?"

Song Song squinted his eyes and looked Zhang Meng up and down, noticing that Zhang Meng's eyes were fierce, but he was not afraid at all, and asked with a smile: "I was investigated by the Group Supervision Department, did you report it?"

Zhang Meng didn't expect Song Song to ask so directly. In fact, he regretted it after reporting Song Song. He was worried that the matter would be revealed in the end and he would not be able to hang out in the office anymore.

Although these salesmen have been fighting openly and secretly, calling themselves brothers on the surface, and talking bad things behind their backs, everyone has done a lot.But if everyone knows that Zhang Meng even his immediate superiors are evil, who dares to have too much contact with him, he will inevitably be excluded and isolated in the office.

Although Zhang Meng reported anonymously at the beginning, although he believed that no one would have any evidence that he reported Song Song, this matter has become a knot in his heart.

Seeing that Zhang Meng didn't answer for a long time, Song Song raised his hand and patted Zhang Meng's shoulder lightly, just like he did when Zhang Meng was directly under the leadership: "Zhang Meng, in fact, whether it's you or not, for me now, It doesn’t matter at all anymore. When I was played like that by the Ministry of Supervision at the beginning, I was very angry. I really hope that the person who reported me will be found and cut into pieces. Who wants me to live a good life, and I will definitely not Will keep him alive."

Zhang Meng suddenly became nervous, and his hands in his pockets tightened his grip on the fruit knife.

Song Song shook his head with a wry smile, and sighed softly: "After a while, I gradually figured it out. I don't hate the person who reported me, whether it's you or someone else, I don't hate it anymore .To hate, I only hate that I am not strong enough. So after resigning, I work hard every day. I am not trying to prove my worth to anyone, but to make myself stronger, so that I will no longer be targeted by others and the day of the entrapment."

Zhang Mengsong let go of the hand holding the knife and stared at Song Song in a daze.

He thought of himself, if he was truly irreplaceable, how could he be replaced so easily?

Song Song said again: "Of course, this idea sounds a little naive. In this cruel society, no one can be truly strong and invulnerable. But I can take every hardship as an opportunity for self-improvement. Like now, I don’t hate the person who reported me. Instead, I am grateful to this person. If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have made up my mind to do things, and I might have followed a relatively safe list carefully and made a little money secretly. , continue to work."

Zhang Mengtui's hand slipped out of his pocket and fell powerlessly by his side. He stared blankly at Song Song, and found that he really couldn't see any hatred in Song Song's eyes.

Song Song smiled slightly: "I have not been your leader for a long time. Except for a small number of customers, I have taught you almost nothing and left you with nothing. Since I met you today, I will resign from my job. I would like to share with you some of the changes in thinking up to now: do things in a down-to-earth manner, be open and frank; only regret, not complain; as long as you never forget, there will be echoes."

Zhang Meng's eyes became more and more confused. He found that he knew every word of Song Song's words, but together they were difficult for him to understand.

When he came back to his senses, Song Song had already walked past him.

"Hey! I didn't come to listen to your lecture, so I just asked you, can you not mess with me in the future?" Zhang Meng clenched the fruit knife tightly again, and shouted at Song Song's back.

Song Song stopped, glanced back with a soft look, smiled slightly, and then turned around, leaving Zhang Meng with a back view and raised arms: "Go back early, stop thinking about it. Your home, Someone must be waiting for you to go back."

Zhang Meng was taken aback when he heard the words, as if being poured over his head by ice water, he calmed down in an instant, all his irrationality disappeared in an instant, and he unconsciously thought of his gentle wife and the child who had just turned one year old in his mind.

There are still people waiting for me at home. I just encountered something unsatisfactory at work. Why would I want to do something stupid?

Zhang Meng looked at Song Song's back gradually disappearing in the darkness, his stiff expression gradually relaxed, and finally he laughed wantonly like a fool in front of everyone, laughing until tears came out.

After all, a cowardly person, why pretend to be dead?
After all, they are people at the bottom, how can they have such a strong sense of existence?

This guy is right, there are people waiting for me at home, work is just work, too many sacrifices, not so worth it.

Alas, it's time to go back, go home, there is original intention there!
(End of this chapter)