Quick Travel: From Beginner to Master

On this day, He Sichen was processing data on the computer as usual.

He seems to be working hard, but if you look closely at him, you will find that his hands are just tapping the keyboard mechanically, and his eyes are staring straight at the open form.

A knock on the door brought him back to his thoughts.

He Sichen said numbly: "Come in."

The person who opened the door was the subordinate who had taken his power.

He respectfully told the Minister of Personnel Department that he should go over, and before leaving, he did not forget to deliberately show an extremely sympathetic look.

He Sichen looked around the office where he had stayed for half a year and smiled to himself.

This day has come.

After going to the human resources department for a calm conversation, He Sichen packed up his things again and took the initiative to submit his resignation to the company.

Three days later, He Sichen took one last look at the tall building in front of him and left with infinite nostalgia and regret.

The deputy director watched his bleak figure gradually retreating, feeling as if his throat was choked and his chest was tight.

It wasn't that he couldn't let go of his former boss, and he had no friendship with He Sichen at all. He just felt that the warmth and coldness of the world could be so... so frustrating.

He was the only one who wanted to say goodbye to He Sichen today because of past friendship.

He Sichen is indeed not a good person, but he has never done anything heinous in the company.

In any case, those who have been supported by him should come and give him a lift.

Even saying a few words of farewell can show that they have some conscience.

But according to what he learned, some of the people who happily scolded He Sichen were those who received his favor.

He was so ungrateful that the deputy director didn't know what to say.

He shook his head with emotion, turned around and walked into the skyscraper.

There will be a meeting later, and he now takes the time to see He Sichen off.

In this fifty-story office building, time is money, and the time that can be allocated to individuals to deal with emotions is even less to almost none.

Everyone performs their duties and maintains the operation of a huge company. Joy, joy, regret, tears...all kinds of irrelevant emotions should be eliminated.

Everyone here will transform into an indestructible steel warrior armed to the teeth at work.

Living in a forest made of reinforced concrete, cowardice and tears are never useless things.

He Sichen drove around the city for a long time. Outside the car window, he could see the endless variety of human beings.

Until the lanterns came on and night fell, he finally returned home.

The parents of the He family understood the company's reply to his resignation when they saw the cardboard box held in their son's hands.

But knowing that it was the same thing, Mother He was still a little unwilling to give up, "Sichen, your company didn't retain you? How much profit did you create for them before, and they just threw you away so cruelly?"

Just as He Sichen was about to answer, a smiling voice interrupted first, "Yes, Auntie, recognize the reality as soon as possible. Your son, this waste, has been abandoned by his company!"

Ling Liang interrupted Mother He's repeated questions, threw the remote control on the cushion aside, and strode over.

Looking at the office items in the box, he said with disgust: "He Sichen, your company is quite benevolent. You don't have much value anymore, and you have been hanging around in it for so long. If this were another company, they would have treated you like a waste a long time ago. opened!"

He Sichen pursed his lips and said nothing, which was regarded as acquiescence.

Ye Ziling's words were like a knife, repeatedly cutting into his scarred heart, but she was not wrong.

The company has been extremely kind to him.

His current work status is worrying, and he has developed a resistance to his work. He can't think of any projects that he used to pick up at his fingertips. As long as he walks in front of that office, he feels like he's about to vomit.

The company could tolerate him doing nothing for half a year because of his many achievements in the past.

He Sichen knew that he couldn't expect too much.

Father He looked at his son's depressed look and slumped shoulders, and said worriedly: "Now that you have resigned, what will you do now? Should you rest at home or find a job immediately?"

He Sichen rubbed his brows tiredly, "I'll contact them later and ask them if there is any job suitable for me."

After explaining his plans to his parents, He Sichen went back to his room.

He was too tired to hear what any member of the family had to say.

In fact, He Sichen intended to rest at home for a while, but Ye Ziling couldn't let him relax.

In this case, it is better to go out and find a job as soon as possible and do it beforehand.

Moreover, when He Sichen thought of the insulting name Ye Ziling had just called him, he felt a sharp pain like needle pricks in his head again.

He had a strong feeling of discomfort towards Ye Ziling.

I don't know when, Ye Ziling no longer used force to force him to surrender, she found another way to torture him.

"Trash", "trash", "useless thing"... these words became her favorite mantras, and they were limited to only him.

Ye Ziling also had great enthusiasm for belittling him.

When he complained to his parents that his employees were difficult to discipline.

——"He Sichen, you are such a loser. Why haven't I heard this problem from other leaders? It shows that you are simply incapable and your subordinates don't obey you!"

When he complained that performance goals were set too high and could not be achieved.

——"You can't even accomplish this goal? Why are you still a supervisor? I think you're just a loser! Resign as soon as possible, don't delay the progress of others."

When he was angry and embarrassed that Gao Mingguang secretly supported his employees to take his job.

——"Useless thing! You can't even sit still in your position! From director to supervisor, you are getting worse and worse. I wonder why you still have the nerve to complain!"

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When Ye Ziling said these words, the contempt in her eyes and the despicable tone of her voice made He Sichen extremely resentful.

What does she know?

She doesn’t understand anything, yet she expresses random opinions!

Ye Ziling's work experience could be summed up in one sentence, and the full name of the company would never exceed twenty words on her resume, but she actually accused him brazenly.

How dare she do it?

He Sichen feels very superior in terms of work experience. He looks down on his wife who became a housewife after marriage. He thinks that her wife is shallow and ignorant and has no right to understand his high-end and high-end work.

But he forgot that it was his husband who turned his wife into a "shallow and ignorant" housewife.

The original owner was a school belle at school, and a top student. She was good-looking and talented. She could develop well in the workplace and could not be worse than him.

It was He Sichen's strong chauvinist style who wanted to completely control the original owner, imprisoning her in a small space, and breaking her wings to soar upward.

Isn't this a sign of inferiority?

If he has confidence in his abilities, he doesn't have to worry about his wife possibly overshadowing him later on.

As for Ling Liang's words denying him, I wonder if He Sichen feels familiar with them?

The original owner spent year after year under his desperate suppression until the end of his life.

"Look at you, you are dressed slovenly and your hair is not tied up properly. You have been tired all day. When you come back from work, you greet me like this. I am in a bad mood! Don't you feel ashamed?!"

"My wife is beautiful and has a good temperament. It will be very honorable to take her out. Oh, how could I fall in love with you at that time?"

"If you don't make money now, it all depends on me. If I don't make money myself, you and Xiaopeng will have to drink the northwest wind. You have to be content and know how to be grateful, you know?"

He Sichen, a chauvinistic pig, has made many similar statements.

He reduced the original owner to nothing, and then used the attitude of a benefactor to express that only he could accept her, a woman with no merits, and asked her to serve the family wholeheartedly.

He is really a clever egoist. To be more precise, he and his parents are the same type of people.

It seems that the saying "A dragon begets a dragon, a phoenix begets a phoenix, and a mouse's son can dig holes" still has some truth to it.

He Sichen sat on the edge of the bed, his head hanging down, his hands on his knees, motionless.

He began to have trouble breathing again.

I have chest tightness, shortness of breath, and an indescribable feeling of suffocation. I can't breathe for a long time, and I feel so blocked.

After about a quarter of an hour, He Sichen returned to normal.

He straightened up, slammed his back on the bed, and reached out for his phone.

The screen glowed dimly, and the message he sent lay alone in the chat interface.

Still no one responded to him.

They may still be busy.He Sichen tried to convince himself.

The next second, he threw the phone against the wall, and immediately fell to pieces and fell to the ground.

It's past ten o'clock, and it's been two hours since he sent the message. Don't tell him that none of these people saw it!

He Sichen stared at the broken pieces of the phone on the ground and laughed silently, grinning widely.

After so many years, he thought he was a successful person, with a car, a house, a career, many close friends, and a wide network of contacts.

But when he asked them for help when he was in trouble, no one was willing to pay attention to him.

He knew that he had a bad reputation now, but they couldn't keep silent because of this, as if he hadn't helped him before, right?

He helped contact the college classmate named Li who was eager to get a house in the school district.

The client's child named Wang obtained a place for his child to enter the city's No. [-] Middle School by begging his grandfather and grandma.

Part of the financial support for a friend's studio was also generously sponsored by him.

……

But they all ignored his plea for help.