Chapter 843

I didn't know how to drink tea. I found a quiet tea room, picked a relatively cheap pot of Tieguanyin from the price list, sipped and drank slowly. I felt that my mouth was no longer so greasy, and my stomach was full gradually. So I took out a pen and paper from my bag and began to sit and listen to the fate like waiting.

So the graffiti is because the handwriting is scratchy, and this pile of words looks very messy. But in fact, what I write is in disorder. I divide all the recent events into public and private, and list them on two pieces of paper, and sort them out in order of size and weight, so as to materialize the things in my mind so that I can organize them conveniently After that, more targeted thinking and deliberation were carried out to determine and formulate what I should do next and how to do it. Therefore, it seems very messy because many of the things are inextricably linked. They are linked together by straight lines or curves and marked. Even I feel cumbersome and confused.

I drew two whole sheets of paper, summarizing, inferring, speculating and calculating, but the final result was very painful for me - no matter how big or small I am now, I have to wait.

The future needs to be planned, but planning is not equal to the future. This is probably the truth. The Mohists and zhangjias have dug a big trap for each other. Either Mo fell into Zhang's trap, or Zhang fell into Mo's trap. Like hunters and wolves living in the same mountain, they all know that each other is their greatest threat, and this special food chain link It is doomed that they have no future to coexist. Therefore, before the victory or defeat is known, they can only hide quietly in the dark like a hunter, waiting for the prey to fall into their trap - because they all think that the other party is the wolf that threatens them.

Real hunters don't rush out to fight with the prey that doesn't fall into the trap, because the risk is too high, or why do you dig a trap? Therefore, both Lao Mo and Lao Zhang will not take the initiative to make actions, but will carefully prepare their own traps, waiting for the other party to make mistakes and fall in first. What they fear most is that they disturb the other party and let the other party realize their intention.

Patience is the key to winning or losing. The first person who can't stand it will be the one who falls into the trap. Therefore, I can only wait. Fortunately, after several times of testing Lao Mo, Lao Zhang is ready to move and make some small moves.

As for the three young ladies, I want to take the initiative to see where she is sacred. But ya is like the sun hiding behind the clouds, blocked by the clouds. Even if I know she is there, I can't see and touch her. Unless the clouds disperse or she comes out, I can't even do the things that Mo can't do, so I have to wait, There is no other way.

Wait, wait, wait, can only wait. Even if I want to confess to tassel, Murphy, winter night, asters, I have to wait. When the third master doesn't have to wait, the third lady doesn't have to wait, and Zhang Mingjie doesn't have to wait, then I can really do what I want to do. As for now, I'm not me, I'm just a chess piece A piece that is responsible for the whole game.

Waiting is the only thing I can do and should do now, including now, tearing off two pieces of paper, I am depressed drinking tea, idle waiting for the phone on the table to ring

I even bored to play a bet with myself. Is winter night the first result or Yao Waner's?

It's meaningless to win or lose. Anyway, I won and I lost. So when Yao Waner's name was displayed on my mobile phone, I didn't have the joy of winning or the depression of losing. There was just a breath of anger about to vent - Sima Hai came to the company again!

I don't know if the violent tumbling in the chest is also caused by the restlessness of the winter night, in short, Sima Hai will be in bad luck - if the news comes first, and everything goes as I expected, my brother is in a good mood, so don't be so worried. Maybe I will be merciful to you, and maybe

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the wind is smooth Group, investment department, comprehensive group office area.

Sima Hai, who had no teeth in his mouth, was sitting on the chair that originally belonged to me. He looked up at me with scorn and looked up at me three steps away. With a face of misfortune, she stood on my right side and Ziyuan stood on my left side. The two girls deliberately moved forward half a step, feeling like they were trying to block me Behind me, to prevent Sima Hai from suddenly attacking me.

Angry Viagra can't stand Sima Haiyang. He turns black and white upside down. He really thinks that's the virtue of fact. Qin LAN and sister Liu drag him to the bottom of the crowd and argue with Sima hai to be practical and realistic. But everyone can see that his mouth is full of angry words. If you let him come, he will definitely pinch Sima Hai because everyone can see it Come on, Sima Hagen did not intend to seek truth from facts, otherwise he would not sit here.

Of course, it can be seen that all these are the comprehensive group and a few of my colleagues who have contacted me and have some knowledge of me, and are willing to trust my colleagues in the investment department. However, only a very small number of people gathered in this office area are employees of the investment department, while the vast majority of them are from other departments - they come to see the fun.Murphy is the manager of the investment department. She can order all the people in the investment department to go back to work, but she can't get rid of the good people in other departments. After all, Sima Hai came to settle accounts with me and ask the company for an explanation. She opened her mouth and questioned the company's good and evil, and covered up and protected the calf. If Murphy coaxed the onlookers away, wouldn't she confirm Sima Hai's words? Sima Hai is to see through this point, just constantly yell, let everyone help him do a witness, see how the company will deal with me.

With no fear, Sima Hai not only has the tension to support secretly, but also a group of high-level people who have been kept in the dark to help speak. He also holds the so-called evidence that I beat people. It is no wonder that he can be so arrogant when he reverses black and white.

Murphy stood on my side without avoiding suspicion. Others could not see the slightest content from her expressionless face. However, I knew, puzzled, puzzled and annoyed her. Her feelings were several times or even dozens of times more complicated than fringes and asters. As one of the top management of the company, she knew how unfavorable the current situation was to me, and more clearly once she recognized that I was responsible, what was waiting for me would be What is the result.

We are all waiting to be in charge of my high-level arrival. This is what Sima Hai asked, because Murphy doesn't want to be the master, let alone make decisions for him.

My colleagues, who know the history, look at me with sympathy and pity, but they seem to believe that I must be killed by Sima Hai. Therefore, in addition to Wan'er Song Jia and elder brother Gao, including the old Hei xiaosun, who has received my favor before, they are not interested enough to hide far away. We all know that if the final result is that Sima Hai really said white into black and black Now, whoever speaks for me will be regarded as a lie by the high-level officials who will come later, and they will be implicated in me.

The human feelings are cold and warm. When the disaster comes, they will fly separately. What's more, it's hard for them to be involved in me? I will comfort myself, but when I see their sympathetic or pitiful eyes, I still feel uncomfortable. Can't you help me?! You this which is injures me, is clearly torments you own!

Ziyuan was very angry at the silence of these people. She was so white that she would stare at me from time to time, as if complaining about my careless making friends.

From the beginning to the end, only one person's eyes are different from everyone's - Yao Waner.

This gentle and elegant girl with a very low sense of existence, hiding behind Murphy, has been staring at my head curiously. I know she can't understand: why was my head still in good condition when I met outside just now, but now it's wrapped in a bandage?

The little girl is naive and pure, and naturally she doesn't understand. No one helps me return. No one helps me, but sympathy is still very important. Sima Hai has lost a mouthful of teeth. If I stood here as if I were nothing, I would have believed me vaguely.

Now it's good. Seeing that I'm hurt may not be lighter than Sima Hai. Many people begin to murmur. Who should I believe, low-key me and high-profile Sima Hai?

I didn't expect everyone to believe me. As long as a few of them didn't firmly believe in Sima Hai, I would not waste my hot days and wrap up the wound that the doctor told me not to continue to cover up.

[PS: I'm in bad luck. I don't know what happened to my left middle finger. I don't know when and where I was cut by something for a long time. What's ridiculous is that I didn't notice it all the time. I woke up in the afternoon and found that the quilt on my hand was red. Fortunately, the wound was not deep. Although it was a little awkward, it didn't hinder typing Compared with my quilt, quilt, sheet and sheet]

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