Super Zoo

Sister Zhang knows Nangong Yan's little apprentice well. She is very sensible, sometimes careless, and sometimes very thoughtful. If Su Ming is dissatisfied with Nangong's work, Nangong may really do something stupid.

Nangong hesitated for a few seconds and said, "He has never been dissatisfied with my work. The last time he mentioned to me whether he wanted to resign was because he was afraid of my hard work."

"Afraid of your hard work? Not necessarily." Sister Zhang didn't believe it. This was a common excuse for men.

Nangong smiled lightly and continued without further words: "But he has never mentioned taking me to meet his parents. This is the first time."

"These men all want to have fun for a few more years, especially after they have some money. No one is willing to trap themselves in marriage prematurely." Sister Zhang said.

Nangong nodded: "He usually smiles and is not serious, but he is very cautious about relationships and marriage. Unlike some people, meeting parents is as simple as eating and drinking." She pursed her lips and smiled: "He Ah, being able to take the initiative to say this is even harder than killing him. "

"Are you afraid that he finally mustered up the courage to take you to meet your parents, but if you miss it, he will just borrow Poxiadonkey from now on and never mention it again?" Sister Zhang frowned, showing a bit of disgust.

If there is something, she can't say it directly. If a man doesn't even have this responsibility, he is completely unworthy of entrustment.

"That's not true. I believe that even if I don't go today, he won't mind." Nangong shook his head: "There is a saying that there is a hundred steps between two people, as long as you take the initiative to take the first step towards me. I'm willing to take the next 99 steps. I think, since he took the initiative, I will take the next step."

Sister Zhang sighed, "You can't completely rely on him in the future. Women still have to have their own careers and leave a way out for themselves."

Nangong showed a bright and confident smile: "Sister Zhang, look at what you said, I am not lazy or greedy, I have hands and feet, how can I still not be able to support myself?"

"Hey, what should I say?" Sister Zhang hesitated again and again, but couldn't help but express her worries, "I have met that young man Su Ming. He is a nice person and has very good conditions. But precisely because of this, with his career, As you grow older, there will definitely be all kinds of temptations around you. Xiao Nangong, have you ever thought that if you give without reservation, even at the risk of destroying your own career, you will definitely be able to retain it in the future? Live with him? What if...?"

Nangong smiled faintly: "I know. Needless to say, in the future, there are many women around him now."

"Then you are still...silly girl! What will happen if a moth flies into a flame? I need my eldest sister to tell you!" Sister Zhang said.

Nangong's eyes were slightly lowered, but the corners of his mouth gradually formed a beautiful curve. His tone was very soft, as if he was talking to himself, and he said to himself: "I chose this man, I love him, and at the beginning, I I hope he can give me something in return, something that exceeds my love for him, and I even worry about gain and loss. But gradually, I suddenly understood a truth..."

"What's the point?"

"Love is not a business or an exchange of equal value. It cannot be said that if I give money, I must ask the other party to give me goods of equal value. As long as I make sure that I love him and am willing to pay for him, that is enough. I love him, It has nothing to do with him."

She raised her head, and something called determination shone in her eyes: "Sister Zhang, maybe you think I'm naive, but this is my choice, Nangong Yan. If I don't do this, I won't be Nangong Yan. You often Taught me that women should be independent, but if they don’t dare to make choices about their own lives and pay for their own choices, no matter how rich or powerful they are, they are still living for others to see. of."

Zhang Panpan looked into the clear eyes of the twenty-year-old girl in front of him, and felt an unspeakable feeling in his heart. He had mixed feelings. He had prepared words to persuade her, but he couldn't say a word.

When her husband filed for divorce, those words seemed to come back to her ears.

"I used to think that you worked hard for a living and for this family, but look, now this family has become an accessory to your work!"

"You always say that women need to be independent and have a way out. I have never objected. I have tried my best to support you. You have found a wide way out, but you have left this family with no way out!"

"I didn't understand until today that you are full of insecurities and you want too many things, so you can never give everything to this family."

"Honey, I am a very failed man. I have been married to you for five years, and I have never been able to give you the sense of security you want. If this continues, it will be a kind of torture for everyone, so let's divorce..."

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Zhang Panpan suddenly regretted it. If he had not worked so hard to climb up the ladder, spent more time with his family, or even quit his heavy job at the TV station and become an ordinary company clerk, would he have become an ordinary company clerk? Must life be worse than it is now?

She had been so strong for the past half of her life. Looking back, it was unnecessary. Life is so short. As long as it doesn't break the law or violate morality, what's wrong with being a happy family together? You have to fight until you are exhausted and your head is bleeding.

She always felt that life was so long and there was plenty of time. There is no need to worry about vacations, spending time with your family, spending time with your children, taking care of the elderly, or having sex with your loved ones.

Until the night when her husband and son moved away, she returned home alone, looked at the big empty house, and finally couldn't help crying.

That night she was very drunk, lying on the bed, flipping through her phone. There were more than a thousand phone numbers in the phone book, but she didn't know who to call.

Looking at Nangong, Zhang Panpan didn't know where to start persuading her. She even envied this young girl and admired her courage.

If life could be repeated, she would not regret having worked two days less, signed two fewer contracts, met two fewer people, or earned two less.

What really makes people regretful and pity may be the things that they didn't care about at the beginning.

"Little girl, I won't say much, I'll just give you the last words." Zhang Panpan said.

"Well, sister Zhang, you say." Nangong Yan nodded.

"I have been a strong woman for so many years, and I have lost a lot, but I have finally gained something."

Zhang Panpan stood up and walked to the French window of the office. Through the glass, she looked down at the high-rise buildings in Yangchuan City and said lightly: "There is no right or wrong in the choice itself. Since you have chosen it, don't give yourself a reason to give up."

"I understand."

Ten minutes later, in the office of the TV station building, hundreds of employees looked through the glass window with complicated expressions at the popular host Nangong Yan boarding the plane, waving goodbye to the Yangchuan TV station building, and gradually going away, leaving only a small black dot in the sky.

Everyone felt a little unreal. A host who was hailed as the future star of the TV station and had a promising future, just resigned?

Those who were originally jealous of Nangong Yan, waiting to see her embarrass herself and plotting for her position, did not feel much pleasure at this moment, but rather a little bored.

When they saw Nangong Yan holding Su Ming's arm on the plane and waving at the TV station building with a smile like a flower, these people understood that Nangong Yan was not forced to leave because she could not fight them, but chose to leave by herself.

Others have the power and opportunity to choose, and can live the life they want. But what about them? They can only worry about the scraps that Nangong Yan doesn't want.