Meet·Lijiang

This is a city in the sky, the city surrounded by mountains is lazy and quiet, everything becomes so slow, the clouds accidentally overflowed from the mountains and fell on the mountainside, like a painter hiding in the clouds secretly casually on the mountainside Draw a stroke.So I fell in love with it all of a sudden.Not because of the famous bars in the ancient city, not because of the so-called culture, but because when I stand here, I feel that my heart and this city are floating in the clouds, so at this moment, I feel that I am free, Even if it is only for a moment, the feeling of being away from the world that is difficult to stay away from is still satisfying.

-------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------ Zhuang Sheng's travel notes "Did you really leave your job?" Mobile phone□□ As soon as the voice chat was connected, Mo Shu screamed inexplicably.

Zhuang Zijing sat on the edge of the bed while wiping her freshly washed hair with her own bath towel: "Keep down, the phone's microphone is broken by you."

"Are you in Lijiang?" Mo Shu's voice became softer.But still a little excited.

"I've been here for a week." Zhuang Zijing said calmly.

Mo Shu became excited again: "You are so chic, you really resigned to play. Among our classmates, you have been the best in the past few years after graduation. The senior manager of Yixing actually resigned when he said he would resign. , If you say go out to play, just go out and play. It’s amazing. Although you didn’t make it to the class reunion this year because of work, you are still the star of the class. Everyone is talking about you. You are young, beautiful and successful in your career. ..."

Zhuang Zijing glanced at the phone boredly, and said in a lazy voice, "It's okay, after the class reunion next year, everyone will stop talking about me, and everyone will talk about you."

Mo Shu seemed to be choked, and then laughed again: "How come, you will always be a star, you will always be No.1 when you are studying, and you will do the best in your career after graduation. No matter how hard I work, I can't compare to you."

There was a bit of mockery in the smile on Zhuang Zijing's face, but it still didn't expose Mo Shu's hypocrisy.When I was studying, I was the first, and Mo Shu was the second. When I was working, I went to Yixing, and Mo Shu went to Jiaqing. They are both listed companies, but Yixing is higher than Jiaqing in terms of scale and employee income.Then, I became a senior manager myself, and Mo Shu also became a department manager. Although they are both managers, there is still a big difference. When I came to myself, I could also feel the envy, jealousy and hatred in the eyes.

These years, I have never thought of comparing myself with anyone, but I can't help it. There are always people who want to use themselves as a benchmark, and then they are envied and hated. I don't know whose fault it is.

I and Mo Shu have been neighbors since elementary school, and have been classmates almost all the time. It just so happens that my grades have always been a little bit better than Mo Shu's. Mo Shu's parents always use themselves to educate Mo Shu, and my mother, and He always used himself to show off in front of the Mo family. In the final analysis, Mo Shu and himself may only be said to be victims of their father's face.

Now Mo Shu's personality that likes to compare with her, maybe she really can't blame her, but in Zhuang Zijing's view, this is sad.

"It doesn't matter, now you can definitely compare to me. You are the big manager of Jiaqing, and I am a homeless person." Zhuang Zijing continued to chat with a good temper, with a slight smile in her tone.It should be said that it was mainly because she was in a good mood in the past few days, otherwise she would probably turn the topic and end this unnutritious discussion.

"I'm not trying to compare with you. Besides, how can us miserable office workers compare to a handsome person like you? I'm just worried that my aunt will agree with you if she finds out." Mo Shu's voice carried Mingxi's worries and regrets, but Zhuang Zijing knew her too well, and the gloating buried deep in those worries and regrets really made people not like it.

"This is my life, I don't need anyone's consent." Zhuang Zijing said coldly.

Mo Shu sighed: "It's a pity that Du Lang is gone, otherwise you would become the daughter-in-law of the Du family, a wealthy and famous family, a place that no one can go. Now there is no Du Lang, and there is no Yixing...you Don't be sad, just relax. When you want to work, there are probably a lot of headhunters waiting for you. However, even if there is no suitable job for a while, you can tell me, I will Help you find out if there is any recruitment in Jiaqing."

Zhuang Zijing threw the bath towel aside, a little helpless, and a little dull: "In the future, I will probably live a completely different life and do what I want to do. Whether it's Dulan or Yixing, it's all in the past, and the future Don't even mention it."

"I didn't expect you to be hurt so deeply. I thought you were not interested in men like you were back then... It seems that what happened to Du Lang really hit you hard. Zijing, you have to take care of yourself. There are many good men." , even if you can't find a wealthy family as good as the Du family in the future, based on your appearance, it's still no problem to find someone with a good family background..."

Zhuang Zijing really didn't want to continue this kind of boring topic, so she simply interrupted Mo Shu: "Well, I got it."

After hanging up the call with Mo Shu, Zhuang Zijing threw the phone away with some disgust.The beautiful city in the sky should be used to enjoy it, not to discuss the so-called career and love with these vulgar guys.

What's more, do you and Du Lang have love?

At least I don't love this man who almost became my husband at all.

Zhuang Zijing had just dried her hair when the phone rang. It was her mother.

After being mopped up by Mo Shu, Zhuang Zijing was already in a good mood, and Zhuang Zijing frowned even more on her mother's phone call.

But frowning still has to answer the phone, who let herself be her daughter.

As soon as the phone was connected, her mother scolded sharply. Zhuang Zijing took the phone away so that her ears would not be overwhelmed.

"Why did I give birth to you as a debt collector?!" Zhuang's mother scolded loudly on the phone: "Your father died early, and I dragged you up with shit and piss all by myself, just to let you Is this how you deal with me? What a good family background the Du family has? If your father and the Du family hadn’t been comrades-in-arms back then, and had saved their lives back then, and had a little friendship, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t let the Du family Noticed you, after all, a wealthy family fell in love with you and asked you to be their daughter-in-law, but you were not willing to, and you only agreed to nod if you forced me to die. What is the status of the young master of the Du family? We all agree, you actually took Joe with me, well, let’s not talk about this matter, so what’s going on now that you have resigned? Are you really going to piss me off? Du Lang is dead, you can’t make the Du family My daughter-in-law, how much loss is this? You resigned again. Why are you resigning? Do you think my life is too long and want to force me to death? Mo Shu is far behind you, and now he is also the manager of a listed company. It's nothing. Now, the Mo family are all arrogant in front of me, saying that your fiancé died, and you are mad... How do you want me to face..."

The curses are endless, and the emotions are full of emotions, sometimes distraught, sometimes angry.

Zhuang Zijing lay down on the bed, put her mobile phone on the pillow, and she heard the scolding clearly. She felt a little tired, and her good mood had been swept away. Although the content of the scolding was not repeated, she didn't have to listen to the main idea. Knowing what it was, looking at the ceiling, she thought with a wry smile, is this her mother?Did she really give birth to herself?

I read from books that the descriptions about mothers are always great and selfless, always sacrificing everything for their children, loving, gentle, great...But Zhuang Zijing couldn't find any such virtues from her mother, sometimes she I even really suspected that this was not my own mother, and even had the impulse to do a personal identification a few times.

Maybe she has her own logic, and she has tried to understand her. After all, she has had a hard time these years. When she was in her 20s, her father passed away. She remarried and gave birth to another child, but the new family did not Harmony, her husband likes to get drunk and beat others, the two divorced after a big fight... In any case, this is an unhappy life, but no matter how many excuses you make for her, Zhuang Zijing can't Find cover-up excuses for her mercenary.

A vulgar woman feels everything around her cleanly with a worldly gaze, and then uses material standards to demand everything about herself.

Including when studying, in addition to doing housework, No.1 is also required.No matter how much effort she has to put in, all she cares about is a result, which can make her feel proud in front of the people around her. If she can't do it, she will go hungry at least, or get beaten at worst.

Including when working, you must have a well-known large company and high wages.No matter how much overtime she has to work and how much thought she has to figure out what the leader thinks, all she cares about is such a reputation and profit, and this result can make her proud in front of the Mo family.

Including when you reach the age of marriage, you must be rich and famous.No matter how reluctant she is, all she cares about is such a marriage that everyone envies. Even she herself is humbled and has no dignity in front of the Du family.

Although none of this met Zhuang Zijing's requirements, her mother always repeatedly emphasized how hard it was for her to bring her up these years, and from time to time she had to "sever the relationship between mother and daughter" or die. force.

After a long time, I actually got tired of it.

The exhaustion and helplessness finally makes everything feel so ridiculous.

"Are you listening?" Finally, Zhuang's mother noticed that there was no movement here. She stopped her passionate complaints and paid attention to Zhuang Zijing's state.

"I'm listening." Zhuang Zijing said.

"Then tell me something. What are you going to do? You'd better go back now, say something nice to the Du family, and let you be reinstated."

Zhuang Zijing took a long breath: "Mom, I don't want to go back."

"It's not a question of whether you want it or not!"

"What should be the question?" Zhuang Zijing asked back.

"You have to go back unless you can find a better job."

Zhuang Zijing knew that she had to give her mother a reasonable explanation, otherwise she would not be at peace, and the explanation for a snobbish person like her mother must of course be in terms of profit: "Du Lang is dead, and the Du family can't see me at all." , so even if I don't resign, Yixing will kick me out soon."

Mother Du was silent for a moment, then she shouted loudly again: "Then let them fire you. Isn't there compensation for firing you? You are an executive, so you can get hundreds of thousands of compensation, right? Your brother wants to get married and buy it." Houses need money..."

"Fired? Mom, I won't lose a penny of the money that should be given to you every month, so I want to do what I want to do, and you can leave me alone. As for Zixuan, he is already an adult , I think he should be responsible for his life, not me." Zhuang Zijing's voice was gentle, but her attitude was very clear.

Zhuang's mother's voice suddenly raised again: "What do you mean by that? It means that your mother and I are so greedy for money, just asking you for money? Don't you think you should care about your brother? Am I not doing it for your own good? Isn't it for my own sake? Your future? If I hadn't gone to curry favor with the Du family..."

Zhuang Zijing sighed, hung up the phone, and turned off the phone.

She lay slumped on the bed, only feeling a little pain in her chest.Is this life?Do people have to live in such a hypocritical and despicable way.So kitsch even when the basic needs of life are met?Just for the so-called face and profit?