life thirty

But the normal state of the workplace is like this. Today I am the winning side, so the momentum is like my side turning against me. If I lose, I will be suppressed in the company since then, and it may be difficult to even stay.

The warning Jiang Qin gave me was nothing more than telling me that Li Gan was kicked out, but the manager of the personnel department—his uncle is still there. If I kick his nephew out like this, there will never be a peaceful future.

There are quite a lot of handovers, and my successor is Xiao Zhang, whose name is Zhang Cheng. He is the most outstanding performance among the newcomers.

And another sales team leader, Sister Zhang, is his own sister Zhang Li, also to avoid suspicion, so Xiao Zhang came in to work under me.

This kid is also competitive, willing to learn everything, hard-working, so as a pre-selection member of the team leader, as long as my side is promoted, he can take my position.

So although things are cumbersome, but because Xiao Zhang is familiar with my style of doing things, the handover is also very fast.

After the handover, it was already past seven o'clock. I drove the car out of the parking lot, looked at the intersection in front of me, and hesitated for a while.

Going home to face the woman who made me extremely depressed is obviously not a celebration of promotion and salary increase, but at this point, my friends are all having dinner with my family.

Thinking of other people's happy family, my wife probably made an appointment to go to bed with someone else in the morning, I just feel that I am really indifferent, which is in line with Feng Yilan's evaluation of me.

But time can easily smooth a person's edges and corners. Even when I was young and frivolous, I swore that I would kill adulterers and prostitutes who cheated on me. When things really happened, I was not allowed to do so happily in this age Anger thing.

I drove the car downstairs, took the heated boxed lunch and beer I bought at the convenience store, and went straight to the rooftop. No one was waiting for me this time.

Looking at the empty balcony, I completely relaxed, took out the note in my pocket, sat on the ground, finished the things I bought, opened the beer, and respected myself.

It’s a rare comfort. I used to think that the rooftop was a place for the dead, but now it’s my favorite place. To be honest, I really want to see the woman who listened to me talking all night, even if it’s just Yuan Yun taking a look. It also seems to be a great comfort.

I saw some jokes on the Internet saying that love at first sight is a matter of sex, so I reflected on it deeply and found that I was just thinking about the feeling of having someone who can speak with confidence regardless of the consequences.

But after that, I didn't see that woman again for a long time, so long that I thought it was just my environment, but the blanket and note were real.

Packed up the lunch boxes and empty wine bottles and went downstairs to throw them away. Before going upstairs to open the door, I took a deep breath. There were immature messages from my daughter on the table, and pictures were drawn.

The roughly expressed meaning is that Song Yu took her to grandma's house, and it is estimated that she will come back after two days.

But I am not interested in this at all. I went directly to the study, turned on the computer, connected the camera, and fast forwarded the video to the time after I left. The video itself can only be saved for a day and a half, but in a place with wireless network It will be directly uploaded to the cloud space, and the annual membership is about several thousand yuan.

But for me, who was eager to collect evidence, it was all small money.

It was about nine o'clock in the morning, and I saw Song Yu turned over on the bed to answer the phone, then got up and went to the bathroom to wash up, and the bedroom door was opened halfway.

A man walked into the bedroom with ease, as if entering his own home, and then turned off the bathroom door. I listened to the hard-to-hear voice, and pulled off the earphones!

On the one hand, I was angry, but on the other hand, I felt helpless because the man had come into my house and I was familiar with it. I don’t know how to describe that feeling. It was like watching a small video uploaded by others on the website. I was just a spectators.

But it is different from those small videos. The protagonist in it is my wife who has been with me for many years, and the protagonist who is with her is another person.

Such a psychological gap is like a denial of my whole person, and it's like a punishment for me...

Snapped!

I slapped myself hard on the face trying to wake myself up, but my whole body started to feel muddled again.

He can enter my house at will, but I can't, I can't call a group of people and catch them when they come to my house to have sex, right?

It's not like my style.

It doesn't seem like something I would do, as long as I think of Song Yu crying to me with Huanhuan in his arms, and a bunch of relatives and friends questioning my family happiness, I find it very difficult.

I'm afraid Song Yu told the adulterer all about my own reasons. It's really ironic. In this case, I'm actually the weaker side. They are two against one. There are many ways to deal with me, and I tried my best to deal with it. Only then did I realize that I didn't even have anyone to discuss countermeasures with!

Sleepiness and powerlessness swept over me like a tide. I fell asleep lying on my stomach in the study, and it was already past five o'clock the next morning when I woke up again.

After a simple wash, I went back to the facade of the study to sort out the materials needed for the new work. After sorting out, I remembered that the meal on the balcony last night was actually a celebration of promotion for me.

And the wife I once loved the most is not by my side, and may even be lying next to other men.

Raising his head, he subconsciously inspected the not-so-empty study room, thinking of what happened to Li Qian earlier, his heart was filled with chills.

Then take out the hidden camera and place it directly above your head.

Song Yu's career doesn't need to sort out too many reports, so the entire study is my private office, and she basically won't come in throughout the year.

He used to say that he was afraid of disturbing me, but now that he thinks about it, he probably wasn't interested in my affairs from the beginning to the end, so he just used an excuse that was good to me to prevaricate me. I'm as stupid as I am, and I always feel that I'm married to a good man. The understanding and beautiful girl is actually a woman who hates me so much and wants to leave me for a long time.

After installing the camera, he rested for a while, saw that it was time, and went to the company, but he received a call from Song Yu just after arriving at the company.

"Hello? Where did you die? Hurry up and take me to the hospital, I seem to have a miscarriage!"

There was some noise around her. I looked at the long-awaited office in front of me, wondering whether after Song Yu had a miscarriage, my thoughts would return to Huanhuan again from that man, and I saw the home I was struggling to maintain. .

"It's faster to call a taxi over there. I've already arrived at the company and I can't leave."

Hanging up the phone, I knew that the other side was mad, but I didn't call again after that, so I thought everything was fine.

It's just that I didn't expect that this would give some people an opportunity to take advantage of it.