He can play whatever I like

In half a month, when Zou Yun came to the company every day, even the ladies at the front desk smiled at him gently, and when they passed by the colleagues' workstations, everyone nodded and greeted him humanely. A transparent person.

Although the excessive enthusiasm made him a little uncomfortable, he has to say that he likes the green light given to him by the whole company for his work.

Although the work he is doing now has nothing to do with his favorite oil painting, he actually insists on his own aesthetics in his bones, but in the past, all his insistence would only be ruthlessly refuted by Party A. Most of the time, he just A ruthless mapping tool.

Although it is an advertising creative company, it can't be said to have any creativity; even if there are occasional ideas that can be adopted by Party A, they will be shamelessly plagiarized by Liu Feng and Fang Bin.

In addition to maintaining a basic life, he also slowly realized the sense of accomplishment and identity that work can bring in the past half a month.

Until this day when he entered the company to work again, his colleagues suddenly became quiet, and even the girl at the front desk bowed her head when she entered the door.

With the smooth progress of the project, the workload is getting bigger and bigger, and everyone is getting busier. Working overtime is already a common occurrence——

Zou Yun didn't pay much attention, and turned around and went into the financial office; yesterday afternoon he sorted out the previous invoices/invoices and handed them in, and he will be free to collect the money now.

The accountant faltered and hawed for a long time, and finally prevaricated that the signature of the leader above had not come down, Zou Yun was puzzled.

Ever since the big boss asked him to set up this team dedicated to serving the Huashang case, the whole company has worked together, and the boss has personally intervened in major matters, and for small things like reporting/tickets, he has always taken money directly.

What's more, what he reimbursed this time was only the travel expenses to Huashang to communicate the details a few times. He would rather spend a little more time on his own than take a taxi, because he was afraid that his colleagues in the company would have opinions. The amounts are small.

If it weren't for the fact that there were two people in the family, and he saw that Xiao Sa's cell phone had been broken for so long and hadn't been repaired, he wouldn't be in a hurry to report the money.

Why are you about to sign it all of a sudden?

Although he had some doubts in his heart, the accountant hesitated and hesitated to say more. This is still the normal process of the company. He was embarrassed to ask more questions and nodded. As soon as he left the financial office, he saw Yao Qi kept rushing at him at his work station. Winking.

"Little Brother Zou—" Sure enough, as soon as he returned to his work station, Yao Qi approached mysteriously, and cast his gaze in the direction of Liu Feng's office, "Inside, you're back."

Fang Bin saw the small movements of the two on the opposite side, and deliberately coughed twice. Yao Qi had no choice but to turn around, turned on the phone, and sent Zou Yun an emoji of "Come on, good luck" on WeChat.

Zou Yun stared at the office door that had always scared him before, turned on the computer and started working.

Perhaps it was because the big boss had spoken before, Liu Feng didn't dare to blatantly embarrass him. After a whole day, he never approached Zou Yun, and the two of them never even met face to face. It was intentional or unintentional. Zou Yun always felt that his work was not as good as before. It went well.

Although nothing major happened, some small stumbling blocks, intentional or unintentional, were still annoying.

On the one hand, he comforted himself not to be petty, and not to think too much, but on the other hand, he was still so uncomfortable that he couldn't even eat lunch.

After returning home, he took a shower and fell weakly on the sofa. Xiao Sa finished cleaning up the dishes in the kitchen, and when he came out, his face was not very good.

"Brother Yun."

Xiao Sa usually stays silent at home, and seldom finds Zou Yun on his own initiative; Zou Yun hears his bad tone, opens his eyes and looks at him suspiciously, but doesn't want Xiao Sa to just ask indifferently ——

"What do you want to eat tomorrow?"

"Whatever." Zou Yun replied casually.

After he finished speaking, he saw Xiao Sa bowed his head in disappointment and sat beside him without saying a word; he felt uncomfortable and asked nervously, "What... what's wrong?"

"I see that you didn't eat much for dinner, and there is still more than half of the bento box you brought back..." Xiao Sa asked worriedly, "Is it because you are not feeling well, or are you tired of eating these things?"

Zou Yun thought about the company during the day and lowered his head silently, not knowing what to say.

"Is it the company's business? Are you too tired from working overtime?" Seeing that Zou Yun lowered his head and didn't respond, he sighed softly, "Is your Director Liu back?"

Even when he just heard a name, Zou Yun tensed up like a conditioned reflex.

This reaction all fell into Xiao Sa's eyes.

"Brother Yun, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Sa put his arms around Zou Yun's shoulders nervously, looked down at Zou Yun's face, "That bastard bullied you again?"

"No!" Zou Yun twisted his body and shook off Xiao Sa's hand as if he had been frightened.

This is his habitual reaction, he can't control it, he's not used to being touched by others, but when he looks up and sees Xiao Sa's hurt eyes, he can't help but blame himself.

"Yes, I'm sorry...but you..." He tried to comfort Xiao Sa, and raised his hand to pat the back of Xiao Sa's hand, but he couldn't help but retracted his hand the moment the skin touched, "You can't hit me any more. people..."

"Beat, beat people... yes, it's not right."

"I'm sorry, Brother Yun." Xiao Sa looked up at Zou Yun, "This matter happened because of me, and I will definitely deal with it."

After speaking, he took the pajamas on the sofa, turned and went into the bathroom.

Zou Yun didn't know how Xiao Sa planned to deal with it, and he didn't have the energy to think about it.

The company's affairs were getting worse and worse, and even the design plan that was basically finalized before suddenly had problems. Hua Shang said that the senior management was not satisfied with it and would make further changes, but after several communications, he did not clarify the direction of the revision.

For this matter, Zou Yun worked overtime for several days in a row, and didn't even rest on weekends. Until today, he sent the new design draft to Huashang's mailbox. He looked down at the time and saw that he was about to miss the last subway again.

There is an alley at the back door of the company's office building, through which you can get to the subway station earlier.

Zou Yun used to walk through it a few times in the morning because he was afraid of being late for work, but the alley was remote and unlit, and someone died last year.

Zou Yun was timid and never dared to go there after dark.

But recently, things are not going well in the company, and the reimbursement that he submitted has been delayed. There are two people at home, and the loan repayment date is approaching.

When he came down from the company building, he spent a long time building his mind in the elevator, and finally he mustered up the courage to walk into the alley.

Fortunately, although there are no lights in the alley, there are still people working overtime in the office building, and some sporadic light shines through; Zou Yun clutched his chest and ran all the way, fortunately, he didn't meet anyone along the way.

He didn't see two vague figures until he was almost running out of the alley.

There is a puddle of water on the road at the entrance of the alley, and through the scattered light in the office building, two familiar figures are reflected——

A tall and straight young man lowered his head, facing a fat middle-aged man.

"forgive?"

"It's not impossible."

"How did you hit me back then, let me hit you back today."

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