Rebirth Breakup Expert

Back in the office, the colleagues around were all staring at Zhan Jun with longing eyes of "you're going to explode!"Zhan Jun repeatedly stated that the boss summoned him to confirm some of the work he was doing in the absence of Cong Feibai, and the conversation did not involve any issues of project retention.After the explanation, he was also a little apprehensive: everyone was panicked, and it was difficult to work.Originally, Ponzi’s e-commerce project focused on regional characteristics and had strong financial support, so it started off well; but the main reason for everyone’s uneasiness had nothing to do with Cong Feibai, but with the news of Pang Jing’s marriage to the Xue family: Xue Jingye he The family has always only started in real estate, and has never been involved in the operation of other business platforms. Once the two get married, it is always inevitable to mix in funds and personnel.Will the e-commerce platform change because of Xue's joining?Everyone is wondering about this.

Zhan Jun thought about it again, and felt that Pang Jing was indeed a little tender.He was still young, and rushed forward in one breath, but he didn't know the importance of soothing people's hearts.

If Cong Feibai resigns, Zhan Jun really has no doubt that half of the current project team will follow him.

Thinking of what happened to Cong Feibai, Zhan Jun felt a headache again.He stretched and leaned heavily on the back of the chair, the dull pain in his back reminded him of the injury last night.The girl next door watched with pity, Zhan Jun went from a high-spirited and refreshing strange smile to grinning and twitching on the table curled up, and could only give him a soft sigh, turning his head and dancing his fingers, A message was sent in the company's girl group: One of your male gods has convulsions again, I can't stand it anymore.

Zhan Jun didn't know how many girls swooped out in the chat box and said "my, mine" and "the wind is also cute and handsome".He lay down on the table and waited for the pain in his back to dissipate slowly, anticipating Wen Jiayan's promise that he would come at noon.

Before it was time to get off work, I swooped away and took a taxi home. The whole process was extremely fast, and it took a total of 37 minutes and [-] seconds.Zhan Jun ran home, his muscles brought on the injury on his back, he was sweating all over, and he stood in front of the door panting when he opened the door.

When he started preparing lunch, he suddenly realized that if Wen Jiayan saw that this was obviously a freshly cooked meal, would he see through his vague expectation that he was coming?

no.Zhan Jun thought secretly, how could Wen Jiayan look down on him.While thinking that he poured half of the marinated ribs back, he decided to casually make a look like last night's leftovers, so as not to let Wen Jiayan see through.

When it took more than half an hour to prepare the meals and serve them on the table, Zhan Jun suddenly realized an important question: I didn't eat at home at all last night, where did the leftovers come from?

He struggled back and forth, and fell asleep on the sofa in a daze while hugging the pillow.During the recent period, although thanks to the sleeping pills, he basically sleeps well every night, but the tiredness of his body has accumulated one by one, and Zhan Jun is really tired.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, he woke up from hunger.He grabbed his phone and saw that he was still half an hour away from work.

The food was left for almost an hour, and it was already cold, only the soup still had some warmth.Zhan Jun soaked half a bowl of rice with soup and swallowed it whole. When he left home, his body was as tired as his heart.

Wen Jiayan didn't come.He felt stupid.

After work in the afternoon, Zhan Jun called Cong Feibai at the order of a wealthy client.

Cong Feibai didn't seem to wake up yet, the phone rang for a long time before answering it, the voice was sticky and nasal.Zhan Jun asked him his current address and said to go to him for a drink, Cong Feibai immediately cheered up, and said "Come, come, come" a few times, and there was a sound of packing things on the phone.Zhan Jun put up the phone and said to Pang Jing who was sitting in the driver's seat and staring at him with bright eyes: "Mr. Pang, please take me to the intersection of Yunxiang Road and Yunjing Road."

"You actually live in Yujingwan, huh." Pang Jing drove the car with a dissatisfied expression on his face, "That real estate is so ugly, and the greening design is so ugly, it's so ugly that you'll throw up just by looking at it."

Zhan Jun fastened his seat belt, thinking that the ugly real estate was the project of your in-law Xue's family.

"Xiaobai must live there to disgust me." Pang Jing turned the steering wheel smoothly and smoothly, and the car drove out of Pangzi's underground parking lot, "He knows that I hate Yujingwan."

Zhan Jun looked in horror at Mr. Pang who said these two sentences in a sweet tone, Sensen felt the terrible power of love in deceiving people's hearts.Fortunately, not long ago, he still thought that Pang Jing was a high-ranking, elegant and dignified president of a wealthy family. Who is this man who suddenly looks like a little husband who was eaten to death by Cong Fei in vain? He doesn't know him! ! !

After intercepting Zhan Jun under the name of "This is the key to saving my love, I must send you to find Xiaobai for one night", Pang Jing strongly demanded after delivering him to his destination, "Tell me where Xiaobai lives." I will never bother him."Zhan Jun got out of the car, closed the door, smiled and waved goodbye, all in one go.

He wants you to do it, you guys who don't respect other people's feelings, who are self-righteous and like to make other people's emotions go up and down.

After walking a few steps, he turned back to Pang Jing's call.He forgot to take the box of beer in the carriage, which made his farewell like a slow-motion movie at the previous moment special.

Carrying a case of beer sponsored by Pang Jing into Yujingwan, Zhan Jun gritted his teeth and called Cong Feibai: "Brother Cong, come down to carry the wine, I'm here."

Cong Fei's white beard was unshaven, and he wore a crumpled shirt loosely covered, scratching his head and went downstairs, holding a case of wine on his shoulder with one hand.

Zhan Jun didn't know if Pang Jing would feel that his love was inhuman if he saw Cong Feibai's appearance at this moment, but when he thought of the intoxicated look on Pang Jing's face just now, he felt that he might love him a little deeper point.

Cong Feibai's house had just moved in, and several suitcases were thrown in a mess in the living room, most of which were still tied with seals.Zhan Jun looked around, then turned around and saw that Cong Feibai had already opened the box and put the bottled beer on the table.

"Brother Cong, do you live here with bags?"

"Yes. There is a bed, a network cable, electricity and water, and there are only a few of my requirements."

Zhan Jun: "...you...you are free and easy."

Zhan Jun was really curious about how Pang Jing, who was always meticulous in his suits and shoes, lived with him.

Cong Feibai took some appetizers such as peanut jerky, called Zhan Jun to sit down, and ordered two beef rice bowls for takeaway.After he drank half a bottle of beer, he suddenly remembered something, frowned and asked Zhan Jun: "No, you can't drink alcohol? Why are you talking about drinking with me? What's going on?"

"I'm not drinking with you, I'm looking for you to drink." Zhan Jun calmly threw a peanut into his mouth and chewed, "The meanings of 'to' and 'to' are very different, you should remember it carefully."

Cong Feibai: "...Liar!"

Zhan Jun smiled, and said in his heart that he must get you drunk so that he can dig the material, otherwise how can he continue.

Cong Fei has an average capacity for liquor, and after drinking half a case of beer and running to the toilet several times, and after Zhan Jun almost swallowed all the snacks that went with the wine, he finally lost his mind.

"I'll go back to work tomorrow... I'll go back!" Cong Feibai poured beer into a glass and then into a bowl, "Don't let him look down! I've done so much for him, I just lift my leg Just kick me out, it's a good idea..."

"Yeah." Zhan Jun responded quickly.

Cong Feibai got a response, smiled very satisfied, sat with his head against the wall for a while, suddenly sniffled and said: "If you don't leave, you will be sad when you see him. Why...you say, why!"

Zhan Jun: "Why!"

"Why does he kick me away when he gets excited, and begs me to go back when he is reluctant...I, Cong Feibai, am also a man, and my mother is also a man!" Cong Feibai slapped himself hard, his thigh Trembling with pain, he touched it randomly and continued howling, "He has this difficulty and that reason, fuck, I don't? Don't I... er... No?!"

"Have!"

"Is it a good thing to hang out with a man? My parents passed away a long time ago, but I'm also the only seedling in my family. When I die, I don't know what to say when I see them in the ground..." Cong Fei's eyes were wet, He raised his hand and wiped it again and again, "If I get stabbed out, how many people will point to my back and say that I, Cong Feibai, sold my ass and sold my position today. He never thought about... what... say what for a lifetime... who Thinking about it for the rest of my life? I don’t believe he’s thought about it, even I don’t dare to think about it... He Pang Jing has a problem, so why don’t I have a problem when I’m with him?! Why is it always me who gives in and forgives me?...Why? I have to forgive all his actions? You fucking let me understand you, who will understand me!"

Cong Feibai buried his face between his knees at the end, gasping for breath, whimpering faintly.

Zhan Jun sat on the ground with him, but at this moment he didn't know how to comfort him.He can see Cong Feibai's strong working ability, and he has heard that this person has strong self-control ability in addition to his rough appearance.Even though he was drunk at this moment, he still firmly controlled his emotions that were about to collapse, preventing others from peeking at his fragile parts.This made Zhan Jun's heart squeeze hard and heavy.

He almost saw his own shadow in Cong Feibai.

In the morning, I thought about listening to Wen Jiayan explain my reasons, and then I might forgive him—but why was I the one who gave in?Obviously, I was the one who was deceived, but because I put more thought into this relationship, do I have to bear more?

Zhan Jun failed to dig anything that Pang Jing desperately needed from Cong Feibai.He knew that he couldn't help Pang Jing with this: if he wanted to break up with his lover, he could rely on the power of outsiders, and if he wanted to repair the relationship, he still tried to rely on others. After seeing Cong Feibai, he couldn't understand it even more.

This time, it is doomed not to be promoted or raised.Zhan Jun only knew that he could tell Pang Jing why Cong Feibai refused to accept his apology and refused to forgive him. As for how to do it, Pang Jing could only solve it by himself.

When he was almost home, he stopped for a while on the road in the dormitory area.The road was very quiet, because it was not too late, there were still people walking around occasionally, and none of them looked like Zhan Liguo.

The back pain that had not been applied for a day became more and more severe. Zhan Jun tried to twist his waist to relieve it, but it didn't help much.He walked upstairs slowly, thinking that he would have to find a way to apply the medicine at night.

The voice-activated light in the corridor was broken again, and when he was about to approach the door, he saw a dark figure leaning against the wall, silent.

Zhan Jun was startled and took a sharp breath.The figure moved as if disturbed, and called him, "Brother Zhan?"

Wen Jiayan's voice made him relax immediately, but he immediately became angry again.

Zhan Jun strode over, took out the key rudely to open the door, and said coldly to Wen Jiayan who was standing behind him: "Why are you here, you are not welcome here."

"I know." Wen Jiayan's voice was nasal, as if he had caught a cold, and he was a little lethargic, "I'll help you with the medicine and leave."

"No need!" Zhan Jun never thought about letting Wen Jiayan in.His tenderness and anticipation had disappeared during the midday wait, and he received a bunch of negative information from Cong Feibai at night, and he was full of resentment towards Wen Jiayan and Pang Jing who were about to separate for no reason and didn't even bother to give a reason. When I was upset, my hands became chaotic, and I couldn't open the door after turning the key several times.When it was finally turned on, Zhan Jun turned on the light, and when he turned around to shut Wen Jiayan out, he saw a familiar face illuminated by the bright lights in the living room.

Wen Jiayan's complexion is not good, he seems to have lost a lot of weight, his eyes are blue and black, and he is smiling a little beggingly at this moment: "Brother Zhan, I'll just take a medicine, really, I won't hold back."

Zhan Jun held the doorknob tightly with his hand, unable to make up his mind to close it.Wen Jiayan's eyes hurt from the light, but he still looked at Zhan Jun with his eyes wide open, seeing the hard expression on his face shaken a little, and finally turned his head and opened the door.

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