HR Director Alpha and her White Painter

A remote village in Cambodia.

In the dilapidated room, Li Pingmei hugged her sallow and emaciated daughter, crying silently.

Fleeing to this shabby place, the savings on his body were already stretched, and the terrible flu caused the local prices to soar, which made things worse.

The daughter hadn't eaten for two whole days. Apart from tap water, she couldn't find any food to satisfy her hunger.

The difficult years of the past are like dusty fragments, which keep going back in her mind.

Her younger sister was killed, and she endured the humiliation for several days before she finally seized the opportunity to get revenge, but the subsequent life of fleeing for her life made the orphan and widow experience the hardships of life.

On the dilapidated ship, they lived under the sunless ship armor all day long, in a small and depressing environment, and their basic necessities of life were solved together.

Many people get sick because of poor physical fitness, poor air circulation and other reasons. The miserable life makes people feel hopeless. In order to have an extra bite of food, many people work hard to please the staff and do all kinds of dirty work.

After finally arriving in Cambodia, I was bullied by the locals, couldn't find a decent job, and couldn't even make ends meet.

Holding her daughter's immature face in her arms, Li Pingmei's heart felt like a knife was twisted: If I knew this earlier, I might as well go to jail.

Although the crime of murder is the death penalty, if she surrenders herself, at least her daughter can still live under the blue sky and white clouds. She will be sent to an orphanage. If she is lucky, she can be adopted by a rich family. It is better than following her to the end of the world and suffering everywhere. .

The sound of "bang bang bang" knocking on the door brought Li Pingmei back to reality from the thousands of melancholy.

The landlord, Shen Han, took out the key and rushed into the room, screaming angrily while pulling his yellow teeth.

The monthly rent is converted into RMB, which is about 50 yuan.

But Li Pingmei didn't even have five yuan...

Li Pingmei laid her daughter flat on the ground and begged him to give him a few more days of grace weeping bitterly.

Shen Han glanced at her with vicious eyes, and said fiercely, "If you don't have rent, you can use other things to pay, or you will be killed!" The first ferocious hungry wolf checked everything in her house, and then beat her mercilessly.

Tears flowed slowly from the corners of my eyes, my mind went blank, and the pain and suffering were like dark clouds.

With tears in her eyes, Li Pingmei looked at her unconscious daughter on the ground, humiliatingly enduring everything that made her overwhelmed, and felt that life was really too difficult...

After a long time, Shen Han smiled with satisfaction, his thin body was like a plucked vulture.He licked his tongue ferociously and began to smoke contentedly.

Desperately, Li Pingmei grabbed the thin sheet and covered her body, begging for some food.

She doesn't need to eat, but her daughter... If she doesn't eat, she will not be able to survive.

The ruthless Shen Han slapped her fiercely, muttered a few curse words, and was about to leave after smoking the cigarette in his hand.

Li Pingmei, with her lips parted, hugged his thigh recklessly, begging for help. As a mother, she had no other choice.

What dignity, propriety, righteousness and shame are all less important than the life of a daughter.

Shen Han was furious and kicked her over.

Li Pingmei, who was in pain, became vicious, picked up the wooden bench at hand and smashed it.

Shen Han fell down in response, Li Pingmei crawled over with all her strength and touched his trouser pocket. She asked for money, and if she had money, she could buy food for her daughter!You can save your daughter's life!

Crazy obsession made her disheveled eyes look a little ferocious, Shen Han came to his senses, and grabbed her throat.

Li Pingmei, who was almost dying, completely lost her rationality, finally touched the bench on the ground, and smashed it hard at the back of Shen Han's head.

A mouthful of dirty blood suddenly shot out on the ground, and Shen Han immediately fainted out of consciousness.

Li Pingmei, who was terrified, yelled a few times, and the negative emotions suppressed by the heavy pressure of life broke out completely. She waved the bench numbly and mechanically.

Shen Han struggled and resisted at first, calling for help a few times, but at the end, he completely lost his voice and couldn't move.

"It's over... I missed again..."

Li Pingmei looked around in a daze, her eyes widened in horror, and she was scratching her messy hair.

The bright red blood flowed all over the ground, leaving traces of terror on the ground, making it a mess.

At this time, the door opened and three tough guys with tattoos crashed in.

The leader yelled, but after a while, a man in black wearing sunglasses walked in with no expression on his face.

His icy gaze swept around the room, and he made a knife gesture.

The tough guy nodded silently, grabbed Li Pingmei's hair and dragged her out of the house.

Li Pingmei screamed in pain and struggled desperately. The man in black frowned, thinking she was noisy, and took out a cold pistol. Pointed it to her forehead: "If you talk nonsense, I will kill you."

"You... are you from Huaguo?"

Li Pingmei trembled tremblingly. She was not afraid of death. What she was afraid of was that after her death, her poor daughter would be left alone to take care of her.

These people are not very kind at first glance, maybe they will make her daughter disabled and beg on the street, or sell her into a kiln, where she will be tortured and humiliated, and her life would be worse than death.

Thinking of these, Li Pingmei trembled violently.

"Oh? Interesting, I didn't expect that you are also from Huaguo."

The man in black raised his eyebrows and smiled, his low voice was as terrifying as his head crawling out of hell, "You killed my horse boy?"

As he spoke, he pointed to Shen Han's body on the ground.

"I...I didn't mean to."

Li Pingmei hugged his leg as if she saw a life-saving straw, and kowtowed desperately, "Please let my daughter go, you can treat me whatever you want... Please... Please..."

"Can I ask you to do anything?"

The man in black looked at her coldly, like a beggar on the side of the road giving alms.

"I...I am willing to do anything." Li Pingmei's terrified eyes flashed a light of hope, "As long as my daughter can be saved, I can do whatever you want me to do, and I can do whatever you want me to do..."

"It seems to be more acquainted."

The man in black turned his head away, and the three tough guys retreated silently.

"Let me know your name first."

He stood in front of Li Pingmei's head with a sneer, looking down at her.

Li Pingmei sobbed silently, hesitated for a moment, and replied softly, "My name is Li Pingmei. I came here to seek refuge. I never thought that the landlord would target me"...

In the room, discussions gradually sounded.

And on the ground next to it, lay a cold corpse and an unconscious girl.

Everything in front of me outlines an absurd picture that makes people can't help but lament...

Yanjing, TF Cafe.

Jiang Ruo, wearing sunglasses, sat quietly on the white leather sofa chair.

Fragments of sunlight shone through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows and sprinkled on her fragile skin. The halo was beautiful, making her like a painting eyebrow even more moon-like and beautiful.

Duanmu Yingqing, who was opposite her, looked at her steadily, shook the foam floating on the coffee, and said calmly, "You mean, these are all designed by Aunt Yun?"

"Otherwise how do you explain it?"

Jiang Ruo took a sip of his coffee, without much expression on his face.

"Can't I guess that you are plotting against me?"

Duanmu Yingqing rubbed the pages of the book slowly, page 128 of "One Hundred Years of Solitude", her favorite chapter.

"I have no interest in you."

Jiang Ruo looked at her big bright eyes, with a trace of contempt in the corner of her mouth.

"Boss Jiang is really quick to talk."

Duanmu Yingqing closed the book and said coldly, "Coincidentally, I'm not interested in you either."

"Great, congratulations on reaching a consensus."

Jiang Ruo smiled and stretched out her hand, "Goodbye."

"Never see you again!"

Duanmu Yingqing snorted coldly, and left quickly with light steps.

"We are going on this ancient journey of life, running in the ups and downs, nirvana in the setbacks, sorrows all over the body, and pain floating all over the ground. We are tired, but we can't stop; we cry, but we can't escape."

Jiang Ruo said quietly, bowed her head and sent a WeChat message to Bai Mu: Baby, I miss you.

The author has something to say: The passage of One Hundred Years of Solitude is quoted from the book, especially marked

Recently, I have been working overtime until late at night, without any time code

I'll make up for what's missing next.