woman wearing irish linen shirt

I clasped my hands and held on without any unnecessary movements, only feeling cold all over.

Jocelyn's gaze sweeps over me vaguely, as if she is just observing from a distance, and also like a cold and precise needle probing me.The big boss has always been indifferent, and there is no extra emotion at this moment. He glanced at me, and then moved his eyes to the computer screen, not intending to waste his words.

"I'm sorry, I was a little nervous just now." I made a look of relief, "I thought in the wrong direction, I thought it was my unclear expression that caused you to misunderstand, and the company no longer trusts me so much. Well, maybe Joe Celine also mentioned to you that I was not sure about the design of Sonia. In exchange for the application, I still lost more than I won. Now that the optimization framework has been finalized, the company... I think it is better now The solution is to extend the battle line as much as possible, because of this strategy, we should try to minimize the information passed to BCG. This is my idea."

The big boss neither expressed approval for my performance, nor did he intend to buy it in the slightest.He just turned his eyes back to my face again and asked, "Did Rudra say anything to you?"

My eyelids twitched twice, and I immediately denied it: "No. He didn't even mention the recent internal inspection. Are you worried about him?"

"It's more than worry." The big boss suddenly laughed, "You really don't know anything, do you?"

As soon as the words fell, he was still smiling.

I didn't even dare to move, looked at him, and said slowly: "You can trust me."

"I trust you." The big boss's smile did not change, "I hope you will not live up to this trust."

"Of course." I nodded.

Then Jocelyn smoothed things over, and I was trembling the whole time, but the big boss no longer meant to test me, and only comforted me a little.I can't refuse the work. Now that there are internal and external troubles, the company's situation is going from bad to worse, and our department is walking on thin ice. If you just think from my point of view, the cooperation with Ms. Pan De must not be suspended, but must be carried out more deeply and thoroughly until the end Kevin just squeezed down.

But then I have to...

No.It is one thing to calculate each other in the company, but such complicated thoughts must not be brought into personal life.I made a promise to her before we officially started dating.People can't stand without faith.

Speaking of which, I really don't look like my parents.

A faint sense of loneliness surrounded me.

When I got back to the office, I immediately greeted Lao Huang and made clear the big boss's suspicion of the boss.I didn't speak clearly, but the meaning was already in place, and he must understand my deep meaning.Now is not the time to talk about loyalty. People must be aware of current affairs and know how to protect themselves wisely.No matter what causes the boss to be so fearful, and how much of it is the truth, if we want to mediate, it's just a gnat.

For today's plan, I can only immerse myself in work.

The investigation into Jessica Tan has not progressed further.Liang Heng seems to be still investigating her relationship with the boss or Kevin, but no matter which side he found out, he informed me of this in private, and I owe him a favor.On Hui Lin's side, while I'm at the company today, I also went to find out.

For some unknown reason, she played Tai Chi with me.

My heart was very heavy when I went to see Miss Pan De. If it is just the general trend that Hui Lin fooled me, I can understand that; but if it was Jocelyn's order...

I'm afraid the big boss's suspicion of me is already very deep.

If so, this busy work is really not worth the candle.

Because of the inconvenience of the meeting, Miss Pande and I made an appointment to meet at a reservation-only cafe some distance from the company.There is a western clothing store here, which is a very traditional Chinese tailor's suit store. It only relies on word of mouth and regular customers to maintain its business. There is no so-called manager who controls the overall style. It emphasizes technology and is not fancy.However, the level of women's clothing is really average: the return of women's suits is very particular, and there are many darts, which is not something that any suit tailor can do.Therefore, I haven't patronized it, but the cafe near it has a membership because it is convenient to talk about things.

I saw Miss Pan De from a distance, walked over, smiled, stretched out my hand and said, "Nice to see you again, Sonia."

She was a little surprised, and held my hand angrily and amusedly: "Both each other, Yao. Sit down?"

I sat facing her, and said to the waiter, "I'm going to be the same, you can decide on the coffee beans. Thank you."

"Okay, Miss Li."

Miss Pan De looked at me with a faint smile: "Are you still a regular visitor here?"

I nodded: "This is my few recreational places."

"Do you like coffee?"

"No," I smiled and waved my hands, "No, no, it's the opposite. This store is a smoking area, and some of the third-party partners are cigar smokers. I'll bring them here to discuss things."

"You don't smoke, do you?"

"Yes."

"It seems that everything is not going well with Party A. There is always room for compromise." Miss Pan De said, "What are we going to talk about today? You took the initiative to ask me to meet here, there should be something What do you want to tell me?"

My smile faded a little.If all goes well, I should ask her to resign tonight.

But now...

I sat upright, clasped my hands and put them on the table: "I just think it's more convenient this way."

Miss Pande lowered her eyes and took off her mask.She took a sip of coffee slowly and said, "I heard that your department is having a hard time recently?"

"Depends on how you look at it." I said vaguely without guilt. "At least for me, work has never been easy."

"Are you implying that those rumors about Rudra have no effect on you? Whether it is actual business or your mentality."

How could it have no effect.

The boss brought me into the industry, he is my half-mentor, and he is also a working partner who has fought side by side for many years.People are not grass and trees, both public and private, I feel complicated in my heart, half of it is worry, half is fear.However, this matter is not unexpected to me—I have been suspicious of him for a long time. Since the passer-by C incident, no, even earlier than that, the seeds of doubt have been planted in my heart.

And when such seeds break through the ground, the opportunity for planting and the truth of the facts will be distorted by prejudice and become less important due to the incomplete perspective.

No direct evidence has been found yet to prove that the boss participated in any illegal or illegal information transactions, and I don't know who he sold himself to: assuming there is such a real transaction partner in the ghost.

Is there such a person?

Will it be the person in front of me?

"It seems that you really care about me." I smiled slightly, deliberately took a few breaths, and then added, "Or our department. Thank you for your concern, but I think the truth will be revealed soon as the investigation progresses , the innocent always regain their innocence."

The thought frightens me: but I don't believe him.

Who destroyed my trust in the boss?Is it him?

I always feel that it is me.

It seems that I am the kind of lone wolf who can't entrust my emotions to others, and can't put my back on it because of my cowardice and incompetence.My mask is nothing more than an imitation of human society, and I am nothing more than a suspicious dog, hairy for no reason, yelling at shadows.

I am afraid that others will not know that I am a coward.

Miss Pan De squinted her eyes slightly, as if she was ruthlessly examining her chess pieces, and also seemed to be concentrating on the tenderness of killing an enemy with the back of a knife, and she couldn't make a move against me.She finally laughed along with me, teasingly said: "I thought you said you should keep work and private life separate."

"I really think so." I leaned closer, supported my face, and looked at her, "But no matter what your identity is, you always care about me."

"—OK. Now you're definitely flirting with me." There was determination in her eyes.

I looked closer: "Don't like it?"

Miss Pan De turned her eyes away, her smile flashed, and she concealed it very well: "Don't make trouble."

This topic was successfully avoided by me.

Although there is no evidence, no one let go of the suspicion of the boss.Liang Heng, who had never had any grudges, doubted him, Qiao Celin isolated him, the big boss feared him, and even I didn't believe him.Who is the instigator of all this?

Who is step by step, driving us to a dead end?

In the face of Miss Pan De, I couldn't ask.I don't think that on such critical information, just relying on a few tricks and maximizing the blurring of the key points can coax her into a fog and tell me everything I want to know.I'm afraid that she won't say it, and I'm even more afraid that she will really say it.

If she answers, but the answer is not what I expected, am I pretending not to know?

Can I pretend I don't know?

More importantly, I don't know what kind of answer I am expecting.

At this point today, I can't even trust my own judgment: I thought the boss would not be interested in the position of CEO of the subsidiary.It is based on this most basic inference that I chose to forget the seed of doubt at the very beginning.

But he is a poker-faced boss, whether he praises or criticizes me, the only criterion for judging is the look that may be admiration: I only saw him look at their dog so much.In the final analysis, is it admiration, or simply looking at the dog's eyes, no one has given me a standard answer.

do i know him

Now that the company is in a precarious situation, I have seen it with my own eyes, and I can't believe what I think and feel.

On the pretense of dropping by -- though it wasn't even in the same direction -- I dropped Miss Pender downstairs at her house.She was busy this week, and so was I, making it difficult to create opportunities to meet.

When we parted, she touched my ear, like a farewell kiss: because I was wearing a mask, all the intimacy seemed deliberate, so I didn't respond much.It's just that the ears that have been blown by the night wind for a long time suddenly felt the heat, and because of the usual good memory, it didn't let it fade for a long time.

Like a whispering hug, there is a taste of intimacy and nostalgia.

On the way back, I got a call from my boss.My aftertaste came to an abrupt end.

He wants to talk to me alone, in person, as soon as possible.