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Chapter 24 Let me chat with you

Shang Shaocheng's voice was so low and melodious that it was rare among men, so that as soon as he opened his mouth, Cen Qinghe immediately came back to his senses.

Turning to look at him, Cen Qinghe called out unexpectedly: "Director Shang?"

Shang Shaocheng looked at her face, his eyes fixed on her eyes for a few seconds.He asked aloud, "Crying?"

Cen Qinghe lowered his eyes subconsciously, reached out his hand to wipe his eyes in embarrassment, then raised his head and smiled slightly, and replied aloud: "No, I just drank a little too much, maybe I vomited."

Shang Shaocheng asked again: "With the client?"

Cen Qinghe said: "I came with my colleagues, and the department's welcome banquet tonight."

Shang Shaocheng said with a half-smile: "Is it a new year or a new one?"

Cen Qinghe was taken aback again, not knowing what to reply for a moment.

She watched him walk to her side, but didn't stop, but passed her by, and came to the sink to wash his hands.

Looking down, he washed his hands and said, "Don't tell me, you were moved to tears by the enthusiasm of your colleagues in the department?"

Cen Qinghe drank a little too much, so even if he heard that he was talking ironically, he couldn't find any good corresponding words for a while, so he could only reply softly: "Isn't this the case in the workplace now." In order to survive, to gain a foothold, How many things are you willing to do?It's not forced to be helpless.

After Shang Shaocheng washed his hands, he walked into the tissue machine beside him and took out a few sheets of paper.

Glancing at Cen Qinghe, he couldn't see what he was thinking on his face, he just asked himself: "Have you been bullied by your new colleagues?"

Cen Qinghe lowered her eyes, her eyelids covered her with a very depressed and aggrieved expression, she replied in a low voice: "No."

Shang Shaocheng's voice came again, "I'll just give you this chance to 'sue the imperial court', you take it well."

Hearing this, Cen Qinghe raised his eyes to look at Shang Shaocheng, and saw him throw the paper ball after wiping his hands into the trash bin next to him without any mistakes.

He was standing two meters away from her. He was not wearing sunglasses today, and he was staring at her with those captivating eyes.

The look in his eyes seemed to hint at her, what to say, Cen Qinghe felt an inexplicable impulse in his heart.Shang Shaocheng is the marketing director, and his position is much higher than that of Zhang Peng. He is right, she is just this one chance to 'sue imperial court'.

After holding back his anger all day, Cen Qinghe almost blurted out, exposing all of Zhang Peng's evil deeds.But when the words came to her lips, she stopped suddenly.

When I was in school, everyone hated the person who reported to the teacher. This kind of person is commonly known as a "dog leg". The small report of my boss is not justified.

So it was just a momentary impulse, and Cen Qinghe quickly suppressed it.With her lips slightly parted, she replied aloud: "No, everyone treats me very well."

"Really?" Shang Shaocheng looked at her and asked meaningfully: "Then why did you hide here alone to wipe your tears?"

Cen Qinghe replied half-truthfully, "I'm homesick."

Shang Shaocheng seemed quite surprised by her answer, so he smiled.

This is the third time Cen Qinghe has met him. In the previous two times, the first time he didn't even see his face; 'Part-time' job, she still remembers what it was like to walk for an hour wearing seven or eight centimeter high heels.

Now that they met for the third time, he seemed to be trying to get something out of her mouth. Cen Qinghe's alcohol-paralyzed brain was working hard and fast, for fear of accidentally falling into some trap again.

But Shang Shaocheng only had a slight arc on the corners of his lips, as if he had expected it a long time ago, so there was no surprise in his eyes, his thin lips opened, and he said softly: "Are you homesick? It happens to be me too, find a place, I chat with you."

He turned around and walked out of the bathroom, Cen Qinghe followed him a few steps away.After walking for a while, he turned a corner and came to the door of a private room. Cen Qinghe was hesitating whether to call him, but Shang Shaocheng had already opened the door and walked in.

Cen Qinghe stood at the door, raised his eyes and glanced around. In the huge luxurious private room, there were a row of men and women sitting on the couch.

Shang Shaocheng had already walked to the middle of the private room, and felt that there was still light behind him. He turned his head to look, and sure enough, Cen Qinghe was still standing at the door, with no intention of coming in.

He tilted his chin toward her, beckoning her to come in.

Cen Qinghe didn't expect that he said to find a place to talk, it would be here.The room was full of people she didn't know, and when they saw Shang Shaocheng bring a woman in, everyone immediately looked at Cen Qinghe.

A young man who was about the same age as Shang Shaocheng was the first to raise his voice, "Who is this?"

Shang Shaocheng said: "Playing with you."

The private room is very large, with a beaded screen in the middle that divides the room into two parts.Shang Shaocheng took Cen Qinghe to the other side of the bead curtain screen, unexpectedly, on the sofa at this end, a man and a woman were hugging each other passionately, and they kissed each other fiercely, not caring that this was a public place.

When Cen Qinghe saw it, the blood all over his body immediately rushed to the top of his head.She looked away, not knowing where to put her embarrassed eyes.

Shang Shaocheng didn't even raise his eyelids, he stepped over and kicked the man's foot.The man stopped, turned his head and looked up at Shang Shaocheng, "What are you doing?"

Shang Shao turned his head to the next door and replied in a low voice, "Go over there."

The man just wanted to ask why, but he caught a glimpse of Cen Qinghe not far away from the corner of his eye. His eyes lit up, and he smiled and said, "Yo, who is this beauty?"

Shang Shaocheng sat down on the sofa, and replied calmly: "Don't be silly, go over there, we have something to talk about."

The man smiled happily, pulled the woman beside him to stand up, and when he passed by Cen Qinghe, he said with a smile: "Where is the beauty? How did you know Shaocheng?"

Thanks to the dim light in the private room, others couldn't see Cen Qinghe's blushing face.

When she was about to answer, Shang Shaocheng said: "Don't talk to him, come and sit down."

Cen Qinghe walked to the circular sofa and sat diagonally opposite Shang Shaocheng.

On the marble coffee table, there are all kinds of wine bottles.Shang Shaocheng picked up a wine bottle in the shape of a woman's body, poured himself half a cup of dark red liquid, and raised his eyes to ask her, "Drink?"

Cen Qinghe shook her head, and there was laughter from a crowd of men and women behind her. She tried her best to keep herself awake, and her sitting posture should not be too rigid.

Shang Shaocheng picked up the wine glass, took a sip of the wine, then leaned back on the sofa, and said lazily, "Tell me, who bullied you?"

Cen Qinghe thought that Shang Shaocheng had forgotten about it, but he didn't expect him to mention it again. While she was surprised in her heart, she also instinctively made a gesture of hesitating to speak.After a pause of two seconds, he replied: "Thank you, Director Shang, no one bullied me. I just drank a little wine and felt homesick, so I cried."

Shang Shaocheng's tall body leaned on the back of the leather sofa, looking at Cen Qinghe, his handsome face was hidden in the dim light, and he couldn't see the specific expression clearly. Cen Qinghe could only hear his pleasant voice, "I just went to work I was homesick on the first day, so in love with home, why did you come to Night City?"

A lot of words, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.

Such an unsightly picture suddenly appeared in Cen Qinghe's chaotic mind.Just thinking about it makes her feel sick...

After drinking too much, his eyes fell casually on a certain wine bottle. After an unknown amount of time, Cen Qinghe replied softly, "I don't want to stay at home anymore."

Shang Shaocheng asked: "Why?"

Cen Qinghe felt pain in his heart, and couldn't tell whether it was more pain or more nausea.She originally wanted to answer him, but she didn't want to, but her only rationality told her that the person in front of her was the marketing director, who could be regarded as her big boss in the sales department, so she had to be careful with her words.

Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, Cen Qinghe modified his vocabulary and concealed his emotions, and replied aloud: "I think Yecheng is very good and has a lot of room for development. I want to work hard in a big city."

What a high-sounding reason?What Cen Qinghe said laughed in his heart.

Of course, she didn't see the sarcasm and slight disdain flashing in Shang Shaocheng's eyes, he gently shook the transparent crystal cup in his hand, and he said softly: "Night City is big, but there are millions of people like you every year." People like you rush into Night City with your mentality. They all think that where there is a lot of room for development, they will definitely have their own foothold. This place is so good, they can always break out their own space, but you know , what is the best in Nightside?"

Listening to Shang Shaocheng's words, Cen Qinghe was not sure what he was going to say next, so he mechanically shook his head.

The corners of his lips curled up in a mocking arc, and he asked himself and answered: "It's the false beauty that those liars say, in order to attract people like you who 'have dreams'. The company's recruitment slogan, as long as the employees are willing to work hard, you In the future, you may have a registered residence here in Night City; the real estate agent’s latest house sales advertisement, as long as you buy their house, you can not only have a home in Night City, you can even become a million after changing hands, Tens of millions, even billionaires. Now you yourself are a living example, you come to work in a real estate company, do you think you can afford to buy a house here, or can you afford a household registration here? On the first day of work, Being bullied by your boss and colleagues, you can only hide in the bathroom to wipe your tears, now, do you still think Night City is beautiful?"

Shang Shaocheng's words were like spells hovering over Cen Qinghe's head, the more he spoke, the tighter the spells became.When he asked her the last sentence, Cen Qinghe's grievance surged up in an instant, coupled with the paralyzing effect of alcohol, she frowned, and followed his words and said: "Actually, I don't want much. I have to have a house in Night City and have a registered residence here. I just hope that I can earn a living by my own ability, but...the supervisor knows to take advantage of others, and the colleagues are all intrigues. It's really exhausting... "

(End of this chapter)