Flash marriage does not end well

It snowed all night, and the window was white. Lin Qian got up early to send Wen Yang to school, and then went back to the company to take the subway to work. He stood in a compartment and looked at the subway map in a daze. A unemotional notice once again jumped in front of my eyes.

The worst case scenario could be getting fired.

Being fired at the end of the year, it is difficult to find another job in a short period of time, and he has to pay the next quarter's rent next week. He is really stretched.In addition, the most difficult thing is the problem of the next job.

Originally, there were not many job opportunities that could be provided to Omega, and Wen Yang was still in school, so he couldn't count on Han Dong for everything. It is more than enough for companies with a looser concept of employment in urban areas.

Lin Qian let out a sigh of relief, looked away from the road map, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of a nearby girl's mobile phone screen—because the account homepage was too familiar, he was unconsciously attracted to look at it for two more seconds.

The girl scrolled down slowly, looked at it carefully, clicked on each picture, zoomed in to see the details, and then saved them to the phone one by one, and finally returned to the first article on the homepage, leaving a sentence: " When will you come back to draw new works, woo woo TT”

Lin Qian hadn't finished sighing yet, seeing this scene, his heart became more mixed, and he looked at the girl's side face and thought silently: Your big brother can't even afford a whole box of paint now.

He grasped the metal railing tightly, and his body swayed slightly with the carriage.

Lin Qian has studied art for more than ten years. He opened an account to share some of his illustrations when he was in college. Over the years, he has accumulated a lot of fans. The last time he logged on this account may have been several years ago, but there are still people who remember him .

In fact, if it is really not possible, it is not impossible to check the private message on the account, and contact the business order to transition.

Just as he was thinking, the subway arrived at a station, and a group of people came out in a single file. He followed the crowd out of the station, and the pervasive chill of Hua Xuetian rushed into the seams of his clothes, causing him to shiver involuntarily.

The subway station was not far from the company, and it was still early, so he stomped and trotted to a nearby convenience store to buy breakfast.The little girl who works as a clerk in the convenience store is a nearby college student. She has worked part-time in this store for a long time. The two knew each other. The girl greeted Lin Qian with a smile. Before he could speak, she handed over a cup of hot soybean milk .

"Morning, the bean paste buns may take a while~"

"Yes." Lin Qian pursed her lips in response, holding the soy milk cup.

The TV in the store played the morning news as usual, surrounded by the familiar voice of the host, and when the girl handed the bean paste bun, he turned around, and the photos on the screen came into view unexpectedly.For a moment, Lin Qian was stunned in place, and it took a long, long time to slowly realize who the news was about.

"It is reported that Mr. Wen Hanlin, the former CEO of the Wen Group, passed away yesterday at the No. [-] Hospital of this city. Mr. Wen was once an outstanding person in this city..."

When the personnel WeChat phone rang loudly, Lin Qiancai weakly woke up from the lunch break, rubbed his eyes, and checked the time. There were still 10 minutes before the end of the lunch break, and the personnel urging information on the mobile phone had already taken over A whole screen.After sitting up, he pressed his temples to wake up for a while before getting up and going to the personnel office.

Personnel is a female beta, a little older, strict and picky, and likes to talk at length. At this moment, she is flipping through some work documents in her hand, picking criticisms one by one from Lin Qian's entry to performance and attendance.

Lin Qian tried to concentrate at first, but gradually became tired during the hypnotic high talk of the other party, straining his eyelids, and finally couldn't take it anymore, had to interrupt the other party.

"...So, what is the company going to do?"

Personnel pushed the glasses, shook the document in his hand, and announced: "From next month, the proportion of your basic post salary will be reduced to 30%, and the rest will be adjusted to performance, and will be paid according to the assessment situation."

She put down the document, folded her fingers, and looked at the Omega in front of her. Her tone changed slightly, and she changed her soft policy: "... Lin Qian, don't have any thoughts in your heart. If it wasn't for our company to provide you with a job two years ago, you would be an Omega." It’s hard to find a job that looks good, people need to know how to be grateful, isn’t it… on the other hand, lowering this decision is also an expectation of your ability, isn’t it? The harder you work, the more rewards you will get…”

"Lin Qian?"

"Lin Qian?"

Lin Qian, who was on the verge of coma, woke up suddenly, and smiled harmlessly when he met the gaze of the superior.

"Sorry, I was a little sleepy just now, and I didn't listen much later."

Personnel's face was very ugly, and he was about to open his mouth, but Lin Qian stood up slowly in front of him.

"But I don't bother you to repeat it—my resignation report has been sent to your email address before lunch break. I will pack up my things and leave in the afternoon. The ones stored in our company's cloud disk are all my personal works. Since I resigned I will delete all the files, no problem, right? In addition, the computer at my work station is also my own. I don’t want the equipment subsidy that I owed for two years. When I leave later, don’t stop me because of the computer. , is there anything else?"

"Lin Qian Company doesn't want you to leave the company..."

"I know." Lin Qianyou shrugged, and put his hands back into his coat pockets, "But that's what I mean, and I'd like to ask you to tell Mr. Wang—"

Lin Qian looked up and smiled.

"Smelly toad."

After finishing her resignation and leaving the company building, Lin Qian fell into a momentary confusion with the computer on her back.He is not in a good mood now and doesn't want to go home. He walked aimlessly along the road for a while, took out his mobile phone and called Han Dong, asking Wen Yang to stay at his house tonight.

Han Dong on the other end seemed to be busy, and asked, "What's the matter, do you have something to do?"

Lin Qian hung up the phone after saying "work overtime", and looked up at the bare tree branches not far away, a little bit of snow condensed on the branches, making him feel cold.

Half an hour later, he sat in a nearby bar with a good reputation, holding a glass of wine and "clucking" a whole bottle of beer.It is definitely not a reliable decision for Omega to go to the bar alone, but Lin Qian really wanted to find a place to have a big drink at this time. Fortunately, there were not many people in the bar in the afternoon on weekdays, so he went to the pharmacy to buy it in advance. Some medicine that can reduce trouble.

The dim light in the bar is exactly what Lin Qian needs urgently. He nestles into the sofa in the corner, like a clam that keeps shrinking into its shell. The news was more like a heavy hammer, which made a big hole in his heart, and the wind leaked out.

He looked at the swaying wine with a slightly drunken consciousness, the lights above his head fell scatteredly, and the wine in the glass was sparkling, as if a handful of broken diamonds had been sprinkled, he looked at it and smiled Standing up, the erratic reflections seemed to gradually merge into the face of that person.

That was Lin Qian eight years ago, the best person to him in Wen's family.

Kind, wise, warm.

And this person disappeared from this world since last night.

Lin Qian drank the remaining third of the wine in the glass, feeling the heat of the wine slowly spreading in his body.He shook his head, determined not to think about anything, just turn himself into a wine barrel, then have a good sleep, and then metabolize the sadness and alcohol together in the morning tomorrow.

There was soothing music playing in the bar. He was holding the wine glass, and the fingers of the other hand were pointing up and down with the music, until a series of footsteps sounded behind his ears, and then a strange voice fell.

"Are you alone?"

Lin Qian lowered his eyes and glanced at the person who came over too consciously, the looming pheromones drifted away, he moved aside, and resorted to his usual means: "No, he came with my husband, he went to the bathroom gone."

The man smiled immediately, his voice lowered to an uncomfortable low level: "I've been observing you for a long time, and you came here alone."

Lin Qian finally frowned, lowered his head and sniffed, he was sure that he didn't have any smell on his body at the moment, and the man in front of him was getting more and more aggressive, releasing pheromones to a level where he could sue for sexual harassment at any time.

He exhaled heavily, grabbed his bag unbearably, took out a black card from the innermost interlayer, and raised his hand: "Waiter!"

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see that the man's eyes changed, and finally he smiled mischievously and left.

The ears finally returned to cleanliness.

Lin Qian twisted the card over and over in his hands. Although the password was never asked and he couldn't get the money, but because it was in the form of a couple card, taking it out and shaking it could still prevent a lot of trouble.

The waiter who was called bowed down respectfully: "Sir, do you need anything?"

"Bill, please."

Lin Qian put down the card, took out the phone, and before opening the payment interface, he found a message that he had just received 10 minutes ago.

"Your first quarter rent has been deducted..."

Lin Qianyang's temples twitched suddenly, and most of the wine woke up in an instant.

Debited in advance? ? ?

He quickly clicked into the balance, and the salary that was paid a few days ago seemed to have evaporated.

"gentlemen?"

Lin Qian smiled stiffly at the hunched waiter.

He didn't want Han Dong to know that he was going to drink. Letting Han Dong know was equivalent to letting Wen Yang know.

I lowered my eyes, caught a glimpse of the black card in my hand, and closed my eyes, "Wait a minute, I'll make a phone call first."

After eight full years, Lin Qian called Special Assistant Qin again. He vaguely remembered that this good-tempered special assistant should know the password of this black card, and begged the other party not to mention that he had spent money. Everything about the money on this card will be hidden without anyone noticing.

If the voice coming from the other side of the phone wasn't Wen Zhihan.

Lin Qian sat on the soft cushion of the sofa holding his mobile phone, the beating lights flickered in his eyes.

He had never regretted stepping into a bar so much as he did now.