Chapter 1572

Ding Yiyi back to the seat, just saw Xiaoxiao to his side, her look revealed a smile.

After work, Ding Yiyi went to the elevator. He obviously felt that his colleagues who used to make a scene with him were a little stiff. When a colleague who often walked with him saw her, he said hello to her in a hurry, and then made an excuse to go to the office to get things.

"Yiyi, hurry up." The secretary called her and helped her push the elevator button.

Ding Yiyi toward her smile, and then quickly walked a few steps, into the narrow elevator, conveniently pressed the close button.

Because it's the rush hour, there are more than a dozen companies in the whole building, and the whole elevator is full. It's hard to turn around, let alone talk.

Ding Yiyi wanted to ask the Secretary why everyone's mood today is so strange, but it's not easy to speak, so he missed the opportunity when he hesitated.

Back home, the nanny is cooking soup. The delicious smell floats out of the kitchen. Seeing Ding Yiyi, the nanny quickly washes her hands and comes out. "Madam is back. Eat some fruit. The food will be ready soon."

"Sister Zhang, I'm not busy. Anyway, I haven't come back yet." Ding Yiyi sat on the sofa and said, she recalled everything today, suddenly knew why everyone's expression would be so strange.

She wondered if it was because she bought others' but not her own, which made her colleagues feel like they were bullied.

She sighed, feeling that sometimes interpersonal communication is more tiring than work. When she said about work, she sighed again. She thought she was suitable for translation, but in this way, her enthusiasm for translation will only be less and less.

Just thinking, the shoulder was pressed by a big hand, followed by a proper massage, ye nianmo's voice was low, with imperceptible concern, "what do you want to be so distracted?"

"Nothing more." Sure enough, Ding Yiran looked up at his emotion.

She knew her joys, sorrows and joys could be seen at a glance, and she did not hide them any more. She told her sad things once again, "in the workplace, learning to be a person is more important than doing things."

Ye nianmo was silent for a while. He vaguely knew what was going on. After half a sound, he said, "do you want to give up?"

Ding Yiyi sighed, "of course not. Stick to it. You can't give up because of these things."

Soon, not long after, Ding Yiyi found that this situation has not improved, no matter what she did, she could not integrate into the circle of colleagues.

Early in the morning, she walked into the office and saw several colleagues gathered together. She didn't know what to discuss. She walked over as usual and said, "what are you talking about? Have you had breakfast? I have delicious spring rolls made at home

"We didn't say anything. I'm losing weight. Let other colleagues eat it." As soon as we saw her, although we didn't spread out immediately, the topic stopped.

Ding Yiyi hands at a loss to put the bag with spring rolls to the other side, another male colleague laughed, but his eyes obviously refused, "looks very fragrant, not enough, I just had breakfast, very full."

Everyone said that they didn't have everything, such as what they ate last night, where they were going tonight, and then they scattered in a few minutes.

Ding Yiyi was stunned on the spot. The sweet smell of spring rolls from the bag made her feel a little lonely. She went back to the desk with the bag, just to Xiaoxiao's eyes.

It is that kind of eyes, with the look of ridicule, contempt and indifference, seem to laugh at her just affectionately inserting the topic, and finally being pushed out.

She knows that she shouldn't cry here, but her inner grievances spread like a tide. What did she do wrong? Why did everyone suddenly become so indifferent? Why did all the faces that smile at her put on masks.

She stood up, bit her lower lip slightly, picked up a piece of information from the desk and went to the other end of the office. There were fewer people there, which could give her another chance to breathe.

There was a pile of paper on the printer. She didn't pay attention to it. She turned around and emptied the paper. She seemed to feel the eyes coming from the other end of the office. Her face turned red and she quickly squatted down to pick up the paper on the ground.

The four words of "recruitment notice" firmly hold her eyes. She takes it up and finds that there is a translator for the recruitment position. From the date attached on the paper, she still hasn't stopped the recruitment after entering the company.

She picked up all the information in a daze and felt very sad. In her opinion, she must be incompetent at all, so the company will continue to recruit.

When the right person is recruited, is she going to be fired? Her heart seems to be rubbed around with a sharp knife, full of holes in front of her, and it seems that she has been stripped of her clothes, and then put them in full view of the public. Those colleagues stand by and watch with relish.

The pain in her heart made her unable to pretend nothing happened in the office. When she came back, she was already in the bathroom, and her mind still had the memory of bumping into others, but now she was not in the mood to pay attention to those.Clear footsteps, is Xiaoxiao, she also pause, and then went to her side, facing the only mirror makeup.

Ding Yiyi holds both ends of the washbasin in her hands. She looks at the mirror and tries not to let herself pay attention to the annoying face around her.

Xiaoxiao's phone rings again. She answers, "Mr. Tong, although I am capable, I don't want to take so much work any more. I work overtime until 9 o'clock every day. My work has been arranged until tomorrow. What else do you want me to do?"

She hung up the phone, Ding Yiyi can feel her anger, so more silent, just want to wait for her to leave to give yourself a private space.

"Do you know?" Xiaoxiao didn't leave. Instead, she took the initiative to speak to her for the first time.

She turned her head and looked at Ding Yiyi, "I put forward to find another translator, because I am also a translator, but now I am still so busy to find you!"

Ding Yiyi doesn't know when she left, but she can't help her tears. As long as someone says a word to her, no matter what it is, she will cry.

Ten minutes later, she walked back to her desk with her head down. Xiaoxiao was gone again. It was estimated that she went out to work again. She went directly to the Secretariat and said, "I want to ask for leave."

"Yes, yes, but don't you feel well?" The Secretary asked with concern. She also felt that her colleagues were a little too distant from Ding Yiyi. She also blamed her head for being so hot at that time that she said that Ding Yiyi was the wife of the boss of the head office. Instead, she let other colleagues deliberately alienate Ding Yiyi.

Sometimes, in the face of the cross ditch that they can't cross, people will choose to join in groups to laugh at and resist those who have crossed the shore, as if joining in groups can prove that they are the just side.

Ding Yiyi returned to her seat, simply cleaned up and went out. When she got outside the office, she found that she didn't have the key. As soon as she turned around, she heard a colleague in the office discussing her, "do you see that she carries Chanel's bag, which is the latest model."

"Don't say it. I want to ask for leave willfully. Anyway, I have to work overtime today. I hate it."

Ding Yiyi listened in silence, didn't even take the key, and immediately turned to leave. Those once lovely colleagues are just like beasts in her heart now.

In the taxi, she can finally enjoy the pain. Why come out to work and be wronged! You don't have to worry about food and clothing!

This kind of negative thought was relieved after she got home. The key fell on the desk. She could only open the password lock, but could not open the security door inside.

She simply sat on the stairs, planted in the yard of flowers in the morning before watering, in the afternoon has been a little bit of the sun dry.

The setting sun makes the whole sky red. From a distance, it looks like a huge fireball. Occasionally, one or two cars drive past the house, and occasionally you can hear the car music coming from the car.

Ding Yiyi buried her head between her arms. She closed her eyes and didn't think about anything. She just sat like this until a hand touched her head gently.

Ye nianmo is very distressed. He doesn't know why Ding Yiyi is sitting at the door. All he knows is that when he sees the night coming, she is left alone among the lights, and her heart is torn.

He touched her head, then grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her in front of him. As long as he looked down, he could see her dark hair and her delicate chin.

After entering the room, he sat on the sofa and watched her busy, only to find that she was evading the conversation, but he was obviously not ready to let her go, "come on."

Ding Yiyi is most afraid to hear this sentence now. She thinks in her heart what questions the other party will ask herself. You may ask yourself why you look depressed? I will force myself to repeat the unhappy things happened in the company, or I will resign immediately.

She was sitting on his side, "I just forgot my key."

"Have you eaten yet?" This is ye nianmo's first question.

She slightly Lengzheng, shaking her head, "want to go home to eat, forget sister-in-law Zhang asked for leave today."

"Hungry?" This is his second question.

She thought and nodded. "I'm a little hungry now."

Ye nianmo got up and took the key from the table. "You have time all the way to think about what you want to eat."

"That's it?" Ding Yiyi opened his eyes wide, "don't you have anything to ask?"

Ye nianmo laughed, but sat back, "what do you want to say to me now?"

Ding Yiyi shakes her head. She feels that she has enough trouble with these things in the workplace. She doesn't want to bother ye nianmo with these things.

This question and answer is to let Ding Yiyi heart depression dissipated a lot, she took the initiative to hold ye nianmo's hand, and he went out to eat.

The next day, before nine o'clock, I could feel the heat on the road. All the white-collar workers were sweating.

"What are you thinking?" Ye nianmo turns his head and looks at the person who is looking out of the window.