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It was late at night when I got home.

The living room was very dark, and Fu Weimin sat on the sofa with a dark face.Fu Jia saw it, but instead of saying hello to his father as usual, he walked slowly over to change his shoes.

"Where did he go all night, and he didn't even know how to make a phone call." The father waited for his son all night, and his anger was in full swing.

"Just walk around."

Fu Jia slowly turned back upstairs.He felt a little cold and wanted to go back to his room early and change out of his wet clothes.When he touched the armrest, he heard his father ask in a strict voice: "Did you two get together again as soon as I put that kid back?"

Sounds like a heinous act.

Fu Jia stamped his feet, his body was cold and stiff, and he shook his head after a while.

"He didn't come back, he won't see me again."

"It's best not to see each other," his father snorted coldly, "It saves you from thinking about things all day long. Let me tell you, you will return to your own company sooner or later. Letting you practice outside now does not mean that you are allowed to mess around."

Fu Jia touched his wet and cold arm and shook his head, feeling neither sorrow nor joy in his heart.

Now he knows that being the son of Weimin not only means that he has no worries about food and clothing, but also means that everything is at the mercy of others.Maybe in the future he will be forced to resign, take a job he doesn't like, accept his mother's introduction, marry someone he doesn't like, and live the second half of his life that they think is very fulfilling.

No, don't do this.He turned to look at the dimly lit living room, and said to his father who was puffing, "Dad, you met Xu Shuyuan four years ago, right? What happened back then was not what you said at all. Shuyuan didn't come to me to pay back Xu Shuyuan. Money, you didn’t help me cancel the debt, you forced him to pay back the money, didn’t you?”

"So what, I didn't do all these things for you."

"What do you mean... for me?" Fu Jia thought it was ridiculous, "I never let you force him."

His father raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you want to escape to the country yourself? You are afraid of taking responsibility if something goes wrong, so let my father wipe your butt for you. If I don't threaten him, can he let you go?"

Fu Jia's eyes could hardly focus, and they widened aimlessly.

"No dad, Xu Shuyuan just wanted to see me...you just need to drive him away, why did you force him? He used the money to save his grandfather, didn't he—"

"Okay, okay!" His father pinched a cigarette and waved his hand, "Don't talk so much with me, I only know that you are my son, and what happens to him has nothing to do with me. Besides, if he doesn't even pay back the tens of thousands of dollars Come on, that’s because he’s not capable.”

"Dad—" Fu Jia's throat stuck.

Fu Weimin was too lazy to listen to his words, glanced at him when he passed by, frowned and said: "Hurry up and take a hot bath upstairs, you are so big that you don't even know how to bring an umbrella when you go out, don't know Your mother worries about you the most?"

Fu Jia acted as if he hadn't heard it, and said incoherently: "Dad, Xu Shuyuan was in debt by us, and his right ear is deaf...We...how can we be so at ease? Being rich doesn't mean you can insult others casually, it doesn't mean you can casually Look down on people..."

His father paused slightly, turned his head and took a deep look at him: "Are you teaching me a lesson now?"

"I—I just want to tell you what Xu Shuyuan has lost."

After a few seconds of silence, Fu Weimin said: "He asked for it, no one else is to blame." Then he left without looking back.

Back in the room, Fu Jia locked the door and sat quietly in the dark for a while.

The more he didn't want to remember the more vividly he remembered, he remembered that four years ago he ran abroad in a panic, and he didn't even dare to answer Xu Shuyuan's phone call.Before I thought of leaving, I told my parents that if any classmates came to ask questions, I would send them away, and don’t tell them my contact information abroad.Thinking of this, he slapped himself hard!hate myself!

How can it all depend on Dad?The real culprit is myself, who harmed Xu Shuyuan, what Qiu Yue said is not wrong at all.

This night seems to be doomed to insomnia.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, the cell phone thrown beside him flickered slightly.He moved away his sore eyes, picked it up and saw a calendar reminder——

"Next Saturday, Qiu Yue's wedding"

Almost forgot about it.

The white light of the phone hit his face, and he watched the screen until it went off.

On Wednesday, Xu Shuyuan received a notice from Mr. Duan that the Sixth Department had temporarily taken on a big job, and he needed to be sent back.

After hearing the news, Qiu Yue called immediately: "The crisis is over? Then can you come back in time to be my best man and help me hold the wine?"

Xu Shuyuan was already tidying up his clothes. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "It's fine for the best man, but it's fine to block the wine. I have a bad stomach and can't drink."

"Is there something wrong with your stomach again?"

"Old problem."

"Take it easy." Qiu Yue said quickly, "Don't make yourself sick at a young age, besides, it's not worth it for that kind of person."

After speaking, the phone fell silent.

"Okay, okay, I've said something wrong, can I not say it in the future?" Qiu Yue apologized to him, and then asked, "When will you come back?"

"Tomorrow afternoon."

"Then I'll send you the best man suit the day after tomorrow for you to try."

"it is good."

The next day, Deng Ziyi took the lead in organizing a simple farewell party for him.

"Manager, don't forget us when you go back. Think about us if there are any welfare projects in the future."

"Manager, please help me when I see the boss of our department! I want to go back too..."

"Who will replace you after that, manager?"

The birds outside the window were resting by the window, listening to the chattering of the people inside. Xu Shuyuan answered them one by one, and left as much as he could for them, and bought them a simple soymilk maker before leaving.

Wu Qian hated him the most, and cried when she sent him away at noon that day.But it's not a relationship between a man and a woman, it's just that I finally met such a good leader, and thinking that my future is still uncertain, I have mixed feelings in my heart.

When the plane arrived in Linjiang in the afternoon, Xu Shuyuan went straight to the office.

After closing the door, Mr. Duan said to him: "It's been hard for you during this period, just come back. The big boss has also let go. From now on, you can stay in the sixth department with peace of mind, and no one will make things difficult for you."

Not all the partners in the firm are good at speaking. Mr. Duan is at best a boss who does things. Some time ago, he got angry because of this matter and couldn't think of a good way, and several blisters grew in his mouth.

"Thank you Mr. Duan. Who will take over the coal power project?"

"I didn't ask." Boss Duan waved his hand casually, "That broken project is just procrastinating, and the customer has no idea. Hmph, if they can get on the motherboard, the price of the motherboard will really drop."

Xu Shuyuan said amazingly: "I have persuaded customers, and they agreed to consider moving to the New Third Board."

"Really?" Mr. Duan was quite surprised when he heard that, "I remember that their boss is notoriously stubborn. If we can really transfer, we will naturally relax a lot. You don't know, when I think of this It's a headache, I can't send it away, I can't shake it off!"

Listening to these complaints, Xu Shuyuan didn't have any special reaction: "I can continue to work on this project if I have the opportunity in the future. After all, the difficulty of the new third board is relatively much less."

"Of course." Mr. Duan patted him on the shoulder gratifyingly, "Work hard, and the new three boards will pay a lot of money. In the future, Lao Liu and I won't be able to treat you badly."

After talking about the old project, the two talked about the new project that they will take over.Internet unicorns are rich and powerful, and they are also time-sensitive and task-heavy.However, Xu Shuyuan had Gao Jing on top, and beside him was an audit manager and a tax manager, so the level of hardship was naturally not the same as before.

Stepping out of the boss's office, many colleagues from the sixth department greeted him, and found that he seemed less cheerful than before.Everyone discussed in private, and they all guessed that Yuanpai was too bitter and customers were too difficult to deal with, so they sighed and sighed for a while.

Back at the work station, seeing that the desk was unusually clean, Xu Shuyuan asked Wang Songjian next to him, "Who helped clean it?"

Wang Songjian was too busy to care about so much, he casually said: "I don't know, secretary, I think it has always been very clean."

Xu Shuyuan didn't ask any more questions, changed his suit and sat down.

The briefcase contained what he considered important, and besides the laptop, there was a glass photo frame.He put it in the drawer, took one last look before closing it, and locked it without hesitation with the key.

Before evening, the news of Xu Shuyuan's return spread to the fourth department, but it was a pity that Fu Jia was not in the company.

He was helping their boss run errands to pick up the kids.When he took a taxi back to the office, "Young Master" didn't even bother to take his schoolbag, so he threw it to Fu Jia and said, "Help me carry it." This made him dumbfounded.

After escorting the child to the office of the boss, Martin Sun, Fu Jiacai was greatly relieved.But Martin was very reassuring to him, and said, "I'll go downstairs for dinner, and you can watch him do his homework for me."

How dare Fu Jia neglect her, and immediately transformed into a kindergarten teacher. Martin Sun told the child while wearing a suit jacket: "Be obedient and don't run around. I'll be back after dinner."

"Dad, bring me a pineapple bun!"

"Okay, Fu Jia, do you want to eat?"

"I don't need it." Fu Jia smiled, "It's not good and it will cost the boss."

Usually Martin is quite generous to them.

"It doesn't matter." Martin waved his hand. "Tonight is the old Duan's treat. His confidant and beloved general has finally returned, and he is making arrangements to welcome others. I'm just going to join in the fun."

Confidant love general?

Fu Jia was taken aback for a moment, and the smile froze on his face.

"Is it Mr. Duan from the sixth department?"

"You guys know each other?" Martin casually said, "That's him. Do you want to go together?"

Fu Jia shook his head hastily.

Martin just said some polite words, tidied up his sleeves, opened the door and left.

There was silence in the office for a long time, and the child tugged on Fu Jia's clothes: "I can't read this." Fu Jia came back to her senses, staring at the English words on the exercise book——

Painful

"That's what pain means." He read it over.

The child said, "I know."

"you know?"

"It's the opposite of happy."

"Yeah." Fu Jia nodded lightly, "When there is happiness, there will be pain."

The happier you are, the more pain you feel.

His boss didn't come back until an hour later.Had some wine and was in high spirits.Fu Jia handed the child back to him: "Boss, I'm off work first."

Martin patted him on the shoulder: "You worked hard tonight, go back and rest."

"It's nothing." Fu Jia stood up, "By the way, boss, did you take a group photo tonight?"

"how?"

"I heard that Mr. Duan's secretary has a new perm. It's very beautiful. I want to see it."

Martin shook his finger and teased him: "Well, it turns out that you are also interested in Wenwen."

Fu Jia smiled and responded speechlessly.

Martin generously took out his phone, slid to the boss's WeChat group, clicked on a newest photo and handed it over.

"Follow me if you like it, what's the use of just looking at the photos."

"Let's not bother her for now..."

Zooming in with two fingers, Fu Jia followed the boss's words and saw that familiar handsome face.

He came back with a smile on his face.

Staring at the screen in front of him, Fu Jia's hand holding the phone froze.There was a slight soreness and a vague pain in my mind, but my knuckles turned white due to lack of blood.

"Fu Jia, are you dumbfounded?" Martin called him.

He paused, then looked away in embarrassment: "No...Wenwen is really beautiful."