Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

“...Ha, Chuchu~”

In He Lan's office, Xiao Chuchu was sitting on the sofa by the window, flipping Wang Xuebin's schedule in her hand, and occasionally recording something in a notebook.

Hearing He Lan's tired voice, Xiao Chuchu raised her head blankly, put the documents in her hand on the table, looked up at He Lan and asked:

"...Sister He, you're done..."

He Lan sat on his boss's chair with his head leaned against the back of the chair, looked at the dim sky outside the window, and nodded without strength.

"...I'm done? I'm early... Today has just begun, and the next few months are the most laborious time..."

Hearing He Lan's words, Xiao Chuchu looked at He Lan helplessly, put down the notebook in her hand, got up and walked behind He Lan, pinched her head gently with her hand, and said with distress:

“…Isn’t it okay to take a break? It’s been the Chinese New Year…”

Listening to Chuchu's words, He Lan leaned her head in her arms, closed her eyes, and said tiredly:

"...I can't rest...I'm not your Mr. Wang, I can earn money in a leisurely manner. The company is my hard work. The market is just a piece of cake. If someone takes one more bite, we will have to be hungry..."

"...No, our Mr. Wang is not leisurely and is very busy..."

Hearing Chuchu's eager defense, He Lan couldn't help but open her beautiful eyes, with a playful smile in her eyes, and she quipped:

"...Yeah, I just started to work today, and I started to look at your Mr. Wang..."

"Where is it going? It's all true. You don't know. Our Mr. Wang's schedule has been scheduled until the end of February. There are things every day, either meetings or social events, and the schedule is too intensive!"

He Lan frowned when she heard this, and looked up at Chuchu who was giving her massage, saying in a deep voice:

"...Chuchu, if you can't control your mouth like this, I advise you to resign as soon as possible. If you come to Sister He, I can bear it for you if you make a mistake. If you make a mistake in Xinghuo Group, I will have no choice!"

Xiao Chuchu paused when she heard this, then nodded silently, pursed her lips, and was not saying anything.

He Lan in the seat looked at her deeply, and saw that she had indeed listened, then sighed and closed her eyes again.

Is Xiao Chuchu stupid?

How is that possible?

A person in his twenties, no matter how simple and immature he is, he will not understand the slightest human relationships and worldly styles. He has no social experience. Haven’t he watched a TV series yet?

Even if the things played in TV series are nonsense, there are always some intrigues...

Is it difficult to understand if you don’t spread the company’s secrets casually?

Of course it is impossible!

Xiao Chuchu is not a gossiper, or she only chews this tongue in front of He Lan.

Faced with a best friend who is better than her in all aspects of wealth, appearance, figure, ability, etc., it is rare for Xiao Chuchu to maintain a healthy mentality of envy but not jealousy.

Under long-term depression, I finally had my own strengths in some aspects, and it was normal that I could not control my little restlessness in my heart for a short period of time.

It’s a pity that normal does not mean correctness. He Lan can guess Chuchu’s mentality, but she cannot watch her best friend go astray step by step and ignore it.

She knew very well that if her best friend did not adjust her mindset in time and continued to be so careless, it would be difficult for her to escape from this position in the future...

The boss of Xinghuo Group is not your relative, you will be allowed to everything. Once the company's business secrets are accidentally leaked, they will never be stingy with sending you to prison...

"...Chuchu...be careful..."

‘Rumbling...’

......

The sky outside the window was particularly dim, and the drizzle was mixed with scattered ice slags, hitting the narrow window, making crackling and crisp sounds.

Beijing is a noun that carries dreams and waste time. Many young people have buried their precious youth in the name of dreams in this cruel reality.

When the dream is burned out, all that remains is day after day torture and self-deception. The pride supported by emptiness and fantasy hides one's scarred self-esteem.

Of course, the above has nothing to do with the three thieves Wang Tianba, Sun Feiyan and Xiao Wu.

On the contrary, for the three of them, those who traveled to the capital with their ideals were the main source of their lives.

There is no way, in the capital, the rich and powerful people are not affordable to the three thieves, and those foreigners without foundations are naturally the best targets to start.

Most of these people are not rich. Even if they are stolen, the amount will be difficult to meet the filing standards. Even if they report to the police station, there may not be anyone willing to accept it.

Therefore, for these people in foreign lands, resting things is one of their few helpless choices.

"Brother Tian, ​​I was unlucky today and was cheated by an old lady. Fortunately, I ran away quickly, but the wallet I got was touched by someone else..."

In a not-so-spacious basement, a young man with short hair covered the corner of his mouth that was accidentally cut by a branch, looking at the man with a big gold chain in front of him with a buzzing head that could be sucked up by iron stone, with a look of helplessness and sorrow.

The man named Tian Ge had a cigar between his fingers and didn't lit it. He gestured with makeup on his face, without any expression on his face, staring at the young man with short hair, and said in a low voice:

"...Xiao Wu...you...a thief was hit by an old lady, and was touched by those thieves... are you stupid?"

The man named Tian Ge stood up, kicked Xiao Wu out, and kicked him.

"...that's the result of the labor of the three of us a day. It's because of your negligence that you've taken advantage of the thieves!"

"...Brother Tian...we...we are also thieves..."

The Xiaowu, who was leaning against the corner of the wall, reminded him with a grievance that the man named Tian Ge turned dark, he took a step forward and kicked another step.

"I'll use you to remind you, you're useless..."

"Tianba!Tianba!"

Wang Tianba kicked him one by one. Xiao Wu just hugged his head and didn't dare to hide. The only woman in the narrow room hurriedly ran up, holding the angry Wang Tianba with both hands, screaming and persuading.

"...Tianba, don't be angry, Xiao Wu didn't mean it..."

"...He didn't mean it...but we'll have to sleep on the road next month... Which one does not need money for rent, water, electricity, food, clothing, housing and transportation?

We finally made some hard money, but before we could smell it, we were lost by this kid. Feiyan, you said, how could I not be angry..."

Wang Tianba was out of breath, but finally stopped taking action. He pushed Sun Feiyan away who was holding him behind him, pointed at Xiaowu with the cigar in his hand and said loudly:

"...It's raining today, I won't care about you. Tomorrow, if you can't make up for the money for me, I'll shoot you up and smoke! Humph!"

As he said that, he walked around Sun Feiyan, whose eyes were red, and walked towards the bed separated by the curtains.

"...Xiao Wu, don't blame Brother Tian. Brother Tian was also forced to do so. Our rent has increased again. In our basement, we have to pay 600 yuan now.

We worked hard for a month, just working for the landlord. If we spend less rent, water and electricity, we can't leave any of them. Brother Tian was forced to be anxious..."

Xiao Wu, who was huddled in the corner, looked at Wang Tianba lying on the bed timidly, shook his head, and lowered his head.

It is not easy to live in the capital city, but difficult...

‘Rumbling...’

The drizzle outside the window was still drizzling, and the dense sound made people feel irritated. Everyone raised their heads and looked at the dim sky. For some reason, they felt breathless.

Could it be...Is this the pressure from society...