C5

After washing up, Han Yuan took his son's hand and went out to send him to school.

Just as he reached the door, Han Hong suddenly ran back, all the way back to his bedroom.

Han Yuan was about to ask him what he wanted to do when he heard his son's voice from the room, "Mom, I'm going to school, you're going to get up too. The teacher said being late isn't a good child —"

With that, Han Hong trotted out of the room, looked up innocently at Han Yuan and said, "Father, mother is crying — —"

Han Yuan's heart skipped a beat. He instinctively wanted to go in and take a look. He raised his hand and looked at the time. It was too late, he had to leave quickly. He had to eat breakfast on the way, otherwise, Hong'er would really be late!

"Hong'er is too sensible, mom is touched," Han Yuan said as he pinched his son's cheek.

Han Hong nodded. "Father, let's go —"

Han Yuan held his son's hand as they walked downstairs, but he was still worried about Gu Yan at home.

After breakfast on the way, Han Yuan sent Han Hong to the classroom door.

The teacher in charge of the class, Yang Mi, had been standing at the door of the classroom to greet the children as usual.

"Hello, Teacher Yang!" Han Hong shouted obediently from afar.

"Good morning, Big Brother Han. Good morning, Father Han!" Teacher Yang forced herself to smile and greet him, but she suddenly felt dizzy and subconsciously held onto the wall.

"Teacher Yang, what's wrong?" Han Yuan asked in shock. Teacher Yang was in a bad mental state and her face was gloomy. She had not slept for the entire night.

"It's nothing —" Yang Mi'e immediately straightened up and said, "I'm fine —"

Even if there was a big problem, she would still act as though nothing had happened in front of her students and parents.

"Pay attention to your body —" Han Yuan said with concern.

"Goodbye daddy!" Han Hong had already walked into the classroom and didn't forget to say goodbye to his father.

Han Yuan nodded and waved to Su'er. "Goodbye, Dad will come to pick you up in the afternoon —"

After sending his son to school, Han Yuan was still worried about his family's Gu Yan. Last night, she must have been incredibly upset when she quarreled with him again.

He drove home.

When he went upstairs, he found that Gu Yan had already left.

Therefore, he hurriedly drove to catch up with Gu Yan on her way to work.

He wished to have a good talk with Gu Yan, since things were not as she thought.

However, Han Yuan still did not see Gu Yan even after chasing her for half the journey.

At this moment, Gu Yan had already boarded the 36th bus.

There were four stations from home to the office, and sometimes Gu Yan would choose to walk to work. That was when she was in a good mood.

Last night, when they had quarrelled again, she had not slept a wink the entire night. She was in a particularly bad mood. As soon as she stepped out of the door and caught the bus, she got on without hesitation.

However, when she got out of the car, she found that the phone beside her purse had disappeared!

Only then did she remember that on the bus, there was a man that had been right next to her.

This damned place, there were so many thieves on the bus. If it was in South City, this would definitely not happen.

In the past, when they were in the Southern City, Han Yuan often drove her to and from work.

At that time, they lived in the military compound, which was quite far away from the city. Every day, there was a special car coming to the city to take the children to and from school. However, Gu Yan felt that the car was too noisy and had to wait, so Han Yuan often drove her himself, unless he had a mission to travel to or train, Gu Yan would choose to take the troop's bus.

It was the first time that Gu Yan had encountered a thief in a crowded bus.

Her mood was extremely terrible once again! He felt a sense of disgust towards the city of Haizhou.

No, I want to buy a car too!

Gu Yan said while clenching her teeth and shaking her bag furiously as she walked. She regretted coming to this damned place!

She walked into the office and sat down at her job. She was in a terrible mood and didn't want to do anything.

At this time, a middle-aged woman, who wanted to open an account with shares, showed up.

"Little sister, I want to open an account —" Auntie said to her in Haizhou.

Gu Yan disliked listening to the language of the Sea Continent the most. She was like a bird that could not understand the language.

"Please speak Mandarin!" Gu Yan said with a dark expression.

The woman was a bit unhappy and repeated in stiff Mandarin, "Little sister, I want to open an account —"

It was a habit of the people in Haizhou to call young women their younger sisters. But Gu Yan sounded rude.

Gu Yan raised her eyes and glanced at the woman, "Information —"

"What is it?" The woman was confused.

Gu Yan tapped the instructions on the window with her finger, indicating that she wanted to open an account.

This year, when the stock market entered the bull market, even the food market's aunts wanted to come in and get a share of the profits. This person in front of him was most likely the real deal. Gu Yan thought that these people would drown sooner or later.

The woman looked at it and said, "I don't have a copy of my ID card, only the original one."

"There's a copy shop 200 meters outside the door — —" Gu Yan said without raising her head.

Seeing her cold expression, and seeing that the staff next door was enthusiastically copying the ID card of the other account holder, the woman immediately shouted, "What kind of attitude is this? This place can clearly be copied, why don't you copy it for me?"

Gu Yan said coldly, "We have no obligation to provide this service."

"If she can, why can't you?" the woman asked.

Gu Yan looked at the person next door, raised her head and said, "I don't provide —"

"You--call your manager over. I want to file a complaint!" said the woman, her voice rising an octave.

Gu Yan sat there motionlessly, looking at the grandma coldly.

"I want to see your manager — this is too much!" The woman shouted again, "Ask your manager, can you treat your customers this way? You are the service window, you don't even have the least bit of service attitude! I want to report to the Heizhou Television Station's Human Life Hotline and let them expose you! Any civilized unit, or youth showing off, are all fake! "

The woman shouted, and everyone turned to look at Gu Yan, who was sitting in the seat.

At this moment, the manager, Ling Muran, who wore a black professional suit, came downstairs.

With a dark expression, she looked at Gu Yan, who was sitting in her seat, and then walked towards that old lady, consoling her with a few words and instructing the others to help her. Then, she walked towards Gu Yan on her high heels.

"Come to my office immediately!" Every word that Ling Muran said shot towards Gu Yan like a bullet.

Gu Yan sighed in her heart as she watched Ling Mo Ran's cold figure disappearing in front of her.

After a while, she had no choice but to go to Ling Muran's office.

Ling Mu sat on the executive chair with his back to the door.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the class chair slowly turned over, and Gu Yan saw the long black face.

"Gu Yan, if you don't want to, you can just say so! We would like to welcome you on a different note at every minute! " Ling Mo Ran once again spat at Gu Yan like a nail.

Gu Yan clenched her teeth, she really wanted to turn and leave immediately! I don't want to work anymore!

However, she wasn't willing to give up so easily. After all, this was a large company, and it wasn't easy to get here.

Therefore, she restrained herself and said, "I'm sorry, but I'm in a bad mood —"

"Is that how you treat your job when you're in a bad mood? What do you think you're doing here? A place where you can relax and vent your anger? A place where you have nothing to amuse yourself? Or are you just here to mess things up? "

"I'm sorry for what I said. I'm not in a good mood!" Gu Yan's voice rose an octave.

"Go and apologize to the customer!" Ling Muran stood up and scolded, "Don't bring your bad mood to work! Who wasn't in a bad mood? Just like you, what is our company like? "You're not a college student who just left the university. You're someone with work experience, yet I still have to teach you such a simple lesson?"

If it were not because he was worried that Gu Yan was the wife of his boss's comrade, Ling Muran would definitely drive her away!

Which company would be willing to use such a person? What's wrong with a master's degree? He didn't even have the least bit of professionalism! What could the window do if it didn't work?

"There won't be a next time!" Ling Muran threw the last two words to her.

Gu Yan bit her lips, not allowing herself to utter those words.

With endless grievance, she returned to the lounge on the first floor.

Wait for me to throw my resignation letter in your face! Damn old woman! Gu Yan cursed in her heart.

She turned on the computer in the lounge and looked at the stock market. The stock market was soaring again. The stock she bought had more than doubled in value!

Suddenly, her mood improved! He finally found some consolation, the only hope in life.

As long as the 200,000 in her hands became more than 600,000, she would withdraw from the stock market and disappear at the same time. She no longer wanted to stay in this damned place any longer!

Returning to her post, she began to work normally.

Han Yuan did not manage to catch up with Gu Yan on the way, but he was still a little worried. After all, Gu Yan was alone in Hai Zhou, her only distant cousin married into Hai Zhou, but Gu Yan rarely contacted her cousin.

Thinking of this, Han Yuan immediately called Gu Yan.

Voice prompt for the other party to shut down!

He's playing this game again!

Han Yuan was immediately infuriated!

F * ck, why does it always turn off and disappear? Han Yuan threw his phone onto the table, grabbed the newspaper on the table and started flipping through it.

Haizhou Newspaper Group has five newspapers and two newspapers: Haizhou Daily, Haizhou Metropolis, Haizhou Rural Newspaper, Haizhou Information, Haizhou Weekend, Haizhou Newsweek, Haizhou People Weekly, and a Haizhou Publishing Company.

There were more than 2,000 employees in the whole group.

Han Yuan could have followed the policy and found a job with the provincial council or a direct subordinate body, but he chose his own career, which he thought was more worthwhile.

Firstly, he would receive a large amount of military assistance; secondly, he could continue to receive 80% of the salary benefits for officers of the same rank as him, which was even higher than the salary of a proper officer in the local area; and secondly, he could choose to do whatever he wanted.

Mo Liqun, the Vice President of Haizhou Newspaper Group, was an old subordinate of the Old Master, so he chose to test the waters here.

Having worked in the army for more than 20 years, it was really strange to suddenly return to the same place.

First of all, there was a huge gap in status.

In the army, he had a special car and an orderly. He was the head of a solid division.

When you get to a place, you don't have to do anything. You have to do everything on your own, including office hygiene. It's like the difference between heaven and earth.

And then there are the many differences in life.

He lived in a commercial residential area that he had bought, so he didn't know anyone. He wasn't as friendly or casual as living in a military compound.

Finally, his wife, Gu Yan, had changed, and he could not take it anymore.

Even though this woman was pretentious in the past, she wasn't that hard to deal with! Why did she suddenly become so dissatisfied with him? At first, it was a scuffle, then it was suspicion, and now it was a complete break with him!

Thinking of this, his heart was in a state of panic.

What was she trying to do?