fall in love with vinegar bucket

After the beginning of spring, the countdown to the annual leave really started. Du Ze enjoyed a few days of being served by others, and the young master's temperament in his bones came out. He still worked overtime this day. He was thinking about what to eat with Zhang Zhuo when he went back.

Du Ze came out of the art director's office. From the moment he sat down, everyone's eyes seemed to be focused on his face: "What's wrong with my face?"

Sister Fang in the office shook her head: "It's nothing, seeing how proud you are recently, it must be something happy."

There's nothing happy about it, it's just that I'm satisfied after feeding the Wu Zang Temple, Du Ze smiled: "It's almost Chinese New Year, it's time for a holiday."

Although Sister Fang smiled kindly, Du Ze still felt the difference in everyone's eyes, as if looking at a freak. This attitude made him speechless and even more unreasonable. During the day, everyone was a friendly colleague. But when it was break time, it seemed to be back to the scene where no one was with you in the university. Several people formed a small team laughing and laughing. Du Ze didn't feel lonely, but he had to care about the other party's gaze.

After a few days like this, Sister Fang is an old man in the company who knows how to advance and retreat. When Du Ze met her in the lounge, he said, "What's wrong with everyone recently?"

"It's nothing."

"I feel that everyone has opinions on me. Is it because of Xu Jing?"

Sister Fang shook her head: "No, don't think too much, don't worry about them."

"Sister Fang, I don't like people whispering about me behind my back. If I did something wrong, I can point it out. I was wrong, and I must apologize."

Sister Fang looked at Du Ze very embarrassed, if it made him have unpleasant thoughts about the company because of this, it's not worth it, she thought about it for a while, and said: "It's just that everyone chatted during dinner, and we talked about your university. "

"what's up?"

"You have a classmate named Zhang Zhuo, Xu Jing just said it casually." Some people make mistakes when they talk too much, Sister Fang watched Du Ze shut up.

What he said casually was nothing more than Zhang Zhuo asking him to testify, but as Zhang Zhuo's friend, he refused without faith, as if the usual good relationship between the two brothers was just a cover.

At that time when Du Ze returned to school, many people looked at him with blank eyes. Many of them had liked or valued Zhang Zhuo, and some of them had been classmates with Zhang Zhuo for a long time. They believed that Zhang Zhuo was not that kind of person, but in front of the rumors, they His explanation and integrity seemed very weak, and they were quickly trampled and disappeared by most of them. Gradually, these voices disappeared.

Du Ze himself knew that he was sorry for Zhang Zhuo.

But these are private matters between him and Zhang Zhuo.

Du Ze didn't show any dissatisfaction, and went back to work. After lunch, he went to Xu Jing's brother Xu Xiaobo. Xu Xiaobo didn't know about his sister's behavior. I'll tell her when I get back."

Du Ze has an astonishing persistence in this aspect. After all, most people would not talk to people in person about such trivial matters: "She doesn't know what happened back then, and some words have already affected my reputation, so I hope you can supervise me. Let her."

Xu Xiaobo expressed his understanding to Du Ze, but when he turned around, he still showed impatience, and said these trivial things face to face with a serious attitude, few people could hold back.

Most people would even think that Du Ze is a bit small-minded. As for what, what happened back then did happen, and his character should be questioned.

Du Ze got used to being bored, so he went back to take a few breaths of cold air and continued to go to the supermarket to buy vegetables. There was a sentence in his Du Ze's notebook: Don't argue with some people, because it's not worth it at all.

Opening his eyes in the warm bed in the morning, he took out his mobile phone, opened Zhang Zhuo's chat page, and sent a voice message: "It's pork rib soup tonight." He didn't get a reply, but he called in while he was brushing his teeth. Telephone.

"Today is your last day at work." Zhang Zhuo laughed.

"It's the last day of this year." Du Ze clamped his phone, brushing his teeth in front of the mirror, his mouth was still hoarse like when he just woke up, "In two days, you won't be able to drink my soup. "

"Are you in such a hurry to go home?"

Du Ze wiped off the moisture on the mirror, and said, "I'm homesick." It sounded like a baby to Zhang Zhuo's ears. He stretched out his hand out the window to catch the tiny snowflake, watched it melt in his palm, and suddenly Laughing, "Go back."

"What about you?"

"Of course I will go back, but a few days later than you."

Du Ze thinks about it, he is not busy in vain: "I went to your house to cook today, and the pot in the house is broken." Actually, there is another reason, he thinks Zhang Zhuo's house is very warm, and the decoration of his house is already very heart-warming, Du Ze I don't know why but I just want to stay at Zhang Zhuo's house.

The small rumors in the company still exist, but he doesn't care about them anymore, he just said the words once, but when the office organized a small dinner before the year and didn't invite him, Du Ze was stunned, at this time someone called him at the door : "The director asked you to go."

"Oh ok, I'll go right away."

The job handed in in the morning needed to be refined. The director stopped him when he was leaving: "Your college classmate is Zhang Zhuo?" Then he hesitated, "Is it Zhang Zhuo from our company?"

Du Ze nodded: "My college classmate is indeed Zhang Zhuo, but it seems that there is no Zhang Zhuo in our company."

Zhang Zhuo didn't come here to go to work, but went to the headquarters, so there seemed to be nothing wrong with him saying that.

Take the folder and go out. The employees outside are enjoying the last few hours together. Xu Jing is holding a paintbrush and laughing while drawing in front of the computer. The relationship between colleagues seems to be very good. Du Ze first returns to his seat and wipes the desktop After tidying up, he went to the lounge to pour a cup of coffee and came back. Sister Fang asked him enthusiastically if he would like some snacks, but he politely refused.

Afterwards, he tidied up his clothes and walked up to Xu Jing step by step with his favorite dried mangoes. The laughter of the surrounding people gradually disappeared as he approached.

"Xu Jing, did you say anything about my university?"

The pen in Xu Jing's hand stopped in mid-air, looked at everyone and then at Du Ze who was serious, nodded unexpectedly and with difficulty: "Yes..." Denying it in front of so many people is really not smart.

"Then how much do you know about what happened to me back then?"

Xu Jing was speechless: "I... all my senior sisters and seniors told me, so let's just talk casually during the chat."

"Then what kind of subjective consciousness do you have in it when you talk casually?"

"I..." Xu Jing shrugged helplessly, "Senior, I really didn't say anything bad about you. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything about you. At that time, everyone asked me if I was a student at the same school as you, and they were all curious about you. , because you are so capable of working, I like you very much."

The corner of Du Ze's mouth was smiling, making it difficult to see whether he was angry. He even pulled out his chair and sat down: "I missed that time due to illness. I really didn't have time to testify to my friend, but my friendship with him is not a plastic flower. I met him this year and kept in touch with him. Yesterday and even the day before yesterday, I was eating at his house.” He stood up and distributed the dried mangoes to everyone. The dried mangoes are individually packaged and hygienic. I don’t want to talk, you can ask me anything you want to know, I will tell you all, we will work together for a long time next year and in the future, and I don’t want there to be some misunderstandings between us that could not have existed.”

After speaking, he bowed seriously to everyone, and Du Ze slowly returned to his seat with a smile on his face, as if nothing had happened.

Holding the teacup, Sister Fang poked the others with her fingers and said in a low voice, "You guys, you guys are just looking for trouble. What ability does Du Ze have at work? He usually babbles like you guys. Gossip?"

"Sister Fang, we didn't say anything, really."

"You are very concerned about his private affairs. Why don't you study a technology when you have time? Let's see when you can get triple salary like Du Ze!"

When Sister Fang said this, only a few people would think that Du Ze usually does not participate in gossip of any nature, and occasionally invites everyone to eat snacks. Apart from the shortcoming of stuttering, he has no black spots.

Xu Jing was left sitting there alone in embarrassment and said no, no.

"Oh, that's right." Du Ze turned back halfway, smiling very shyly, "Shen Zhiang is my grandfather, so I am familiar with that painting, and that painting has always been hanging in my grandfather's bedroom. until big."

Xu Jing stood up instantly: "Your surname is Du."

"My grandma's surname is Du."

Then there is a very reasonable explanation for Du Ze's sudden speech before, he was neither meddling in other people's business nor a small-minded one.

Standing behind them, the director didn't know how much he heard, but when everyone found him, he called Xu Jing into the office. Du Ze got off work and started his annual leave, and she hadn't come out yet.

In the evening, Du Ze briefly told Zhang Zhuo what happened in the afternoon, of course he didn't talk about the university part, "I taught Xu Jing a lesson."

Zhang Zhuo said, "Are you actually teaching people?" The exaggerated tone immediately made Du Ze purse his lips, "Excessive. No matter which company you go to, don't follow the trend and say that so and so is not good. The most basic thing is not to quarrel with your colleagues. Contradictory."

Zhang Zhuo felt very strange, and then asked: "Have you gone to work so far?"

"If you don't have it, you don't have it. It's not that I like everyone, but I have to learn to hide my emotions and make friends with everyone." Du Ze raised his spoon and took a sip of the soup, his eyes narrowed with excitement, " You can live well by yourself."

"If she still doesn't know what she's doing, has no goals and no self-control, then there's no need to stay here. If she wants to be a part-time worker, she can do whatever she wants."

Zhang Zhuo smiled slightly as he smelled the pork rib soup smell in the room.

"I underestimated you before."

Hearing this, Du Ze turned around and rolled his eyes. He huffed arrogantly and said in a nasal tone, "You, you really went too far."