On the special skills of getting to the same table

"Mr. Weisheng really doesn't think about it anymore? The annual salary of 50 must be too high for Mr. now." The man in a suit sitting across from him saw that Weisheng wanted to leave, so he wanted to stop him.

"I'm sorry, I don't need it, as you said, it's too high. I don't think I deserve such a high salary. If I change jobs now, let alone betrayal, who can guarantee that in three to five years, you won't Dig a better corner for others, and then I will be in a position that is neither awkward nor embarrassing. It is better to lay a solid foundation now, and the salary will naturally rise in a few years. Farewell."

Wei Shengxun bowed slightly, then turned around to pay the bill and left.Today's Weishengxun, after working in the workplace, most of the time, can talk to people and talk nonsense.It is also commonly known as, look at the dishes.It's not good who poached him, but it was the Yang family. What's more, he still runs a company with his alumni. Even if he doesn't work, he probably won't starve to death.

He raised his wrist, glanced at the time, and called directly back to his work place.Probably no one would have thought that the colleague who worked with him had already opened a small company and was the eldest son of the Yang Group.

Yang's private residence.

The plain silver spoon disturbed the still water in the cup and saucer for no reason, Jiang Lizhen was thinking about what Yang Jinyu told her two days ago, Yang Wujiu and Yang Jinheng bumped into each other.

The bottom of the eyes seemed to be full of color and thick ink, which couldn't be melted away, "Aunt Mei, you clean up this place, the master is coming over today."

Holding the tail of the cheongsam, the figure quickly moved upstairs. The sound of the heels hitting the ground made people feel nervous. It didn't make people feel embarrassed. The back was still elegant and calm. Good tutors never let Jiang Lizhen do it. Misbehavior.

Locked his room, moved the door of the cabinet, moved the gorgeous clothes to the side, and the door of the cabinet on the side of the wall was automatically moved to the side, leaving a passage leading to the ground, and walked in .

In the blink of an eye, it was mid-August, and Wen Jin and Yuan Mi walked to the ticket gate at the airport following the landmarks and signs.

"A Jin, take good care of yourself." Yuan Mi thought about a lot of things along the way, but now she can't say anything, there is reluctance in her eyes, but she dare not express it.

"I know, I will take good care of myself. Four years in college is about the same, but you, you have to take good care of yourself. If you need anything, remember to call or send me a WeChat message. Many of my friends should be able to help too." I'm busy." I'm probably glad that I still have a connection with Zhiyuan Middle School, and those who come back to work have good connections.

On the second floor not far from Wen Jin's ticket gate, Wei Shengxun followed Wen Jin with his eyes. Wen Jin didn't tell him when he would leave, and his own news was also thanks to Bao Ju, thinking that Bao Ju would ask him to go to his Seeing that Wen Jin's figure had completely disappeared from sight, he looked at it for a while, then turned and left.

Before Wen Jin boarded the plane, he received the first message after a month, wishing him a smooth journey and a bright future.

Standing on the boarding platform, looking into the lobby, there is nowhere to see Wei Shengxun, and I never told Wei Shengxun when I came here, so I satirized myself.Hearing the urging of the boarding person behind him, he apologized lightly and turned to board the plane.

In the evening of August, the sweltering heat invaded the bones, and the white clouds could not hide the brilliance of the setting sun, just like pearls sunk in the sand, gradually revealed, unable to hide its brilliance.

"You prepare yourself mentally."

As soon as I got out of the subway station and walked to the gate of the community where Bao Ju lived, I saw Bao Ju's headless message.Wei Shengxun was puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, passing by the fruit shop, thinking that he couldn't eat with empty hands, so he twisted a few catties of fruit.

ding dong~

Bao Ju poked out half of his head from behind the door, and seeing Wei Shengxun outside the door, his face was not very good-looking.

"Hey, what do you mean by that?" Wei Shengxun stretched the bag forward, motioning for him to take it.

"You'd better come in by yourself, get ready." Bao Ju opened the door wide and let Wei Shengxun in, with generosity written all over his face.

"What's the situation? It looks like this." Wei Shengxun passed by the entrance, the corner of his lips smirked before it could fall, he froze in place, not knowing what to do.

At a loss, like a child who has done something wrong, waiting on the spot to listen to the training.

"Jin Heng." Yang Wujiu walked up to Wei Shengxun's side, his hands tightly clutching the sleeves of the person in front of him and refused to let go, for fear that the person he had been looking for for so many years would disappear.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yang, you have misunderstood the person." Pushing down his hands, Wei Shengxun felt that his sleeves refused to be put down, but Wei Shengxun did not forcefully open them, "Mr. Yang, please let go, okay?"

"Okay, then can we sit down and have a good talk?" The voice was trembling, as if walking on thin ice, and the posture was low in the dust.

The deathly silence, seeing Yang Wujiu's uncontrollable trembling fingertips, maybe he couldn't bear it, or maybe he wanted to know what to say to himself these years.

Yang Wujiu's heart sank to the bottom, knowing that he would agree, and he didn't know what he was expecting, but he heard "Yes."

"Jinheng, sit down." Yang Wujiu pushed the tea in front of Wei Shengxun.

There were three people's tea sets on the table, and they pushed towards their own cup. Light smoke and mist lingered on the side of the cup, refusing to dissipate for a long time. When they saw it, they had just poured it and reserved it for others.

"I'm not Jinheng, I'm Weishengxun." Weishengxun looked at Yang Wujiu's eyes with alienation and indifference, as if the person in front of him was nothing.

"Yes," Yang Wujiu clasped his hands, nodding his head as he wanted to die, "I forgot, you've changed your name now. Jin," before the word Heng could utter, seeing the impatience in Wei Shengxun's eyes, he hurriedly said He changed a word in his mouth, "Ah Xun, go home with Dad, Jin Chen and Jin Yu will be very happy to know that they have an older brother."

"Father? Do you have the qualifications to be a father?" Ah Xun, besides Fang Linshi, Yang Wujiu is the first person to call him like that, it's just that the world is tricky, this person can be regarded as a cheap father at best.

"Ah Xun, me." Before Yang Wujiu could finish his words, Wei Shengxun interrupted him. He never thought that Wei Shengxun had many complaints about his father.

Standing on the coffee table with both hands, with great strength, the tea splashed from the cup, staining the print of the tablecloth, the eyes of the phoenix were poisoned, and he just stared at Yang Wujiu, "It's been so many years, you're afraid that even my mother You don't even know why you want to mutilate the Yang family's flesh and blood."

His eyes were red, and bloodshot eyes seemed to come out of his eyes. He was complaining one by one, with blue veins on the back of his hands, "When I was in the Yang family for three years and was given nearly half a hundred injections of sedatives, where were you? I left the Yang family. Where were you when you had a fever and almost died in the hospital that day? Where were you the day my mother passed away? Yang Wujiu, how can you bear the word father?"