Breaking husband is a technical job [quick travel]

A box of anti-inflammatory medicines, a box of stomach invigorating medicines, and a box of painkillers. The medicines have a course of treatment. Mr. Su is so busy with work that he even forgets to take meals. Not to mention the medicines on the bottom of the drawer. When it doesn't hurt, I don't even remember to take medicine.

Stomach convulsions and convulsions, the president held the water glass, Su Mo tried his best to hide the discomfort in his body, the endurance of adults is indeed top-notch.

Qin Qi could only see discomfort from Mr. Su's slightly trembling hands, his brows were wrinkled, his lips were biting lightly, the man's slender fingers held the water glass tightly, and there was a little indifference in his brows and eyes.The CEO lightly pursed his lips and swallowed the water. For a moment, his expression was weak like a dodder, as if he was born to depend on others to grow and needs nourishment to rejuvenate.

This illusion was broken by reality in just a second.

The president's sitting posture is still upright, his deep eyes are cold and sharp, his facial features are cast shadows by the sunlight that hits in, he is indifferent and unfamiliar by nature, and he is unkind.

Su Mo chewed the medicine a few times before swallowing it. The effect of the painkiller was immediate, and he felt uncomfortable in his stomach soon because of his busy work. He said, "Pour me a glass of water."

Qin Qi seems to be able to understand why MTAOD has grown from a little-known small company to a leading domestic brand.

Talent is important, but hard work is also indispensable.

Unlike Qin Qi, Su is always a person who is running around for his livelihood. He knows the importance of owning some things only if he has never held them in his hands. Learning is not the only way out, but Su Mo has only one way to go.

The phone rang a few times.

President Su persevered after killing him.

There is no note on the number, the string of numbers has been memorized by heart, and the phone was noisy for a long time before Mr. Su disconnected the phone.

The female voice said with a smile: "Is my son too busy? I'm downstairs in your company, but your front desk doesn't know what to do and won't let me in."

The CEO lit a cigarette, and the ash fell on the floor. President Su looked out of the window - the streets were crowded with traffic.

"I said not to come to the company." There was a hint of helplessness in the loneliness, resolute and indifferent, and finally turned into no emotion at all.

"It's not that I'm out of money. Your father asked me to ask for some."

Mr. Su has parents to support, the man is an old gambler, and the woman only resents the man for being worthless. In a small house of 40 square meters, they cook and sleep together. Trash.

People will be poor because of ignorance, short-sightedness...not knowing how to judge the situation.This is what Su Mo has been exposed to since he was a child.Human nature is indifferent and selfish, and the dirtier the environment, the more it can nourish such people.

Poverty can't afford education, and they are still complacent about spitting on the ground, women save money to buy a cheap lipstick, men continue to gamble with borrowed money...

If you want to break the status quo of being poor, you can only get ahead, and then take on the obligation of looking up. The parents of Pingpo only know that if you have a son who is very good, you will have no money to spend.

Apart from being able to think of this son when he was short of money, Su Mo had no other use.

He has no feelings for the poor parents, and he is not the original owner... Where is the obligation of support, "I just gave [-] last week."

The woman smiled sarcastically and said, "Ah, your dad, didn't he spend 5000 on inviting people to eat, and then we bought some daily necessities and there were no more." It was different in the past, why spend some money, she heard that MTAOD is a big brand, when she was a child, she pulled him up with shit and urine, but when she grows up, can she ignore them?

The cigarette butt in his hand was burned out, Su Mo looked at the computer, and the woman's voice on the phone was sharp and piercing.

Mr. Su can still recall his childhood. The darkness is like a mouse living in the haystack. The men don’t come home late, and the women curse him all the time, saying that he is a disaster star and has no money to go to school. point scholarship.

In fact, women can't give birth at all, and men once had a true love, but they died and left a seed-it was him.

The saddest part of the original owner's life was that he couldn't get rid of the parents for the rest of his life. After his death, the huge company was sold by the parents for 200 million.

"I won't give you any more money. If you have healthy limbs and can support yourself... I won't give you another penny. When you get old and incapable, I will find a nanny to take care of you."

"Su Mo, what do you mean, even if I'm not your real mother, I'm still your mother, don't forget that your father brought you back when your mother died, I've raised you for so many years and you still don't raise me, Tangtang A company president doesn't even have this little money, so you are not afraid of me... suing you to court."

"Sue."

Before the woman could continue cursing, Su Mo hung up the phone.

Qin Qi held the water glass and refused to put it down.

"What are you doing?"

Qin Qi put down the water glass, but he hadn't digested the phone call just now. The president seemed to have some unknown past, why did he give money... Could it be that the woman on the phone was his adopted lover?

The circle of high society is very chaotic, just take Qin Qi's group of cronies and dog friends, there are not many who don't date women, make women pregnant and then pay for abortion.

Qin Qi just couldn't think of someone like Mr. Su... who would date women.The other party has a dull face, is it also like this when it comes to love affairs?

President Su's stomach, which had been much better before, began to cramp again.I took a sip of warm water and chewed two more painkillers, and I got better.

"This script needs to be redone."

It is common to work overtime behind the president, not to mention recently, Qin Qi worked on a copywriting for seven days, and he never passed the exam so seriously, but was completely rejected by the president, "I don't think there is anything wrong with what I did. Before this, this copy has been passed countless times, and Qin Qi's last bit of patience has been worn out, he is not made for this kind of thing in the first place.

"It's not bad, it's very bad, the company can teach copywriting to this level, you are the first one.

It's not as good as the waste paper in the trash can. I'm so busy that I don't have time to look at the trash. "

If it was in the past, Qin Qizao slapped the table and threw the copywriting to the ground, and quit. Mr. Su has too many things to do, and older men are like this. The anger is all on work.

He sneaked a few glances at the president before returning to the small desk to revise the document.

Overtime until 09:30 in the evening.

Everyone in the company left. Mr. Su finished the last copy in his hand and found that the little assistant was still working diligently. He hadn't seen such hard work before.

"This place is wrong. The surrounding pattern should be encircled. If only the overall square pattern is used, the entire pattern will be rigid. The edge circle is best to be two-in-one. The color should be mixed first..."

Qin Qi seemed to have realized something: "Is that so?"

"The picture is wrong, first circle it and cut out a part."

President Su's shower gel smelled of roses, Qin Qi hadn't noticed it before, and when the president approached, some messy and unthinkable thoughts came to his mind.

The man's sense of oppression is too strong, Qin Qi has kept this action for a long time.

The president is good at using a few words to break down the problem and point out the key points. In Su Mo's view, some common-sense problems that should not be wrong can only be done by fools. Going to school is the same.

"Is it right this time?"

Qin Qi got started very quickly, and after the president taught him once, he was almost ready.

"correct."

The scent of roses was so strong that Qin Qi smelled the scent several times and didn't know what to do. His eyes automatically focused on the picture of Mr. Su looking at the computer seriously.

The work was not easy, and it took more than ten minutes to finally finish what was on hand.

Qin Qidao: "I'm done, can this one be okay?" Qin Qi had already been numb after so many reworks, and he even thought that it would be better for him to serve tea and water than to let him do this kind of mental work.

"It's much better than the previous one. There are tutorial videos on our company website that you can go and watch. You can use your employee number plate and mobile phone to register."

The president's usual indifferent expression suddenly became vivid, even if his eyebrows were sharp, he would be hard to get along with at first sight, and the warm lighting softened the lines of his face, which was rare.

Qin Qi suddenly thought jokingly, "Is Mr. Su invited to work overtime for dinner?" Qin Qi regretted it after saying that, he might as well go home to wash and sleep if he has this time, and he can't eat with anyone but with the president... Working is enough Depressed, eating with President Su is only more depressing.

Su Mo glanced at the time and said, "Okay."

There is a noodle shop not far from the company. The owner is from City A. The ramen is especially good. The best thing is the old braised noodles. Red oil, chives and coriander leaves are sprinkled on top.

The store is old and the place is small.

Qin Qi stood outside the door, hesitating for a long time, the old table could clearly see the dirt on it, there was a big venetian electric fan above his head, and the floor tiles were old-fashioned, and the hygiene was not good at first glance.

Su Mo entered the store and found a seat to sit down.

Qin Qi followed behind hesitantly, and reluctantly sat down, the environment was dirty and messy, the pot was steaming, and the rolling men came out wearing big underpants, besides the smell of noodles, Qin Qi could smell human flesh taste.

"The boss wants two bowls of old braised noodles."

The proprietress is a chubby middle-aged woman, "Hello, two bowls of old braised noodles."

Sitting in the store, Qin Qi felt uncomfortable, as if he had come to a slum, the things looked like roadside stalls, and the unsatisfactory hygiene.

Two bowls of steaming noodles were quickly brought out. The CEO added vinegar to the bowls. The technique of adding vinegar was proficient. It looked like someone who often eats noodles. "Do you want vinegar?"

Qin Qi found out that a corner of Mr. Su's life was different from what he had imagined. MTAOD's boss ate street noodles. Isn't this food only eaten by ordinary citizens?

"Just add a little vinegar. Do you often come here to eat noodles?"

"I'm used to it, the noodles here are pretty good."

The noodles were more delicious than Qin Chu expected. There were garlic cloves and red chili oil inside, but it was not very spicy, and the onion flavor was very strong.Qin Qi, those who don't like noodles all finished their noodles.

After eating the noodles, he parted ways with Mr. Su, and when he got home, he remembered the tutorial the president had asked him to learn. Qin Chu registered his account and clicked on the video. It was the face of his immediate superior.

Compared with the real president, the one in the video is more serious and upright.

Qin Qi replayed a stuck point four or five times, and the man in the video twitched his mouth slightly. Qin Qi stared in a daze. Could Boss Su really laugh?

This expression seems to be smiling, but it doesn't look like it after a long time.