protect my love

When the elevator door opened, Xia Le hadn't had time to answer.

Zi Mingjun walked in front, went downstairs, and looked for a room, as if Xia Le misheard the question just now.

Vientiane is another company that directly competes with Xunxing.Xia Le doesn't know who else is in the office today, and now it can only be understood as Ming Jun wants to quit.

The two first entered Zi Mingjun's room together.

Xia Le confirmed that the door was closed, and asked carefully: "Brother Zi, do you want to go to Vientiane for entertainment?"

Vientiane is more famous than Xunxing, and its scale is also larger. It can be said that it is for better personal development.

Zi Ming was deliberating whether to reveal a little of the content of today's meeting, so that Xia Le could understand his situation.

"I'll go with you!"

Xia Le answered without hesitation, not knowing anything, let alone blindly throwing everything for loyalty.He knew that Ziming had unspeakable inside stories, and at the same time believed in his judgment.

"Ah..." Zi Mingjun didn't know how to answer, "Thank you."

"Did Wanxiang come to see you in private?" Xia Le suddenly remembered something, "Brother Zi, I told you that it must be bad for them to ask for a price at this time. Do you want to talk again?"

Xia Le's suggestion is very close to reality. In the past few times, he just tried to contact him privately. This time, if he wants to compete with Xunxing, the price must be lowered a lot. As a company, the timing is what matters.

I don't know where they got their confidence that they can stand up or even become better, but Zi Mingjun stepped forward and hugged him first: "Thank you."

This hug is the most warm, and it needs to be matched with such a hug in this situation.But it was beyond Xia Le's expectation. He has always felt that Zi Mingjun would explode at any time in the past two days.

He also imagined that if that was the case, he would pass some soft tissues and read to Zi Mingjun the warmest comfort and blessings on the Internet.

"Brother Zi..." He immediately hugged back, and the two were inseparable for a moment.

"You don't have to worry about these things. You can go first. I may have to ask you to go to the company to pick up something for me later."

"Okay..." Xia Le was then kicked out in a daze, obviously still hugging each other the last second.

The room where there was only one person left was extremely clean, but Zi Mingjun tried his best to endure the pain of anxiety in such an environment.

Ever since he and Bai Lianxi were together, there has been no contact for more than twelve hours, jet lag aside, even if the other party won't see it in time, he will send the message.

This two full days is undoubtedly a challenge to the limit.

On the one hand, Zi Mingjun felt that it was not clean for him to let go, and on the other hand, he was puzzled that Bai Lianxi was so straightforward that he really stopped contacting him.

Now he has nothing to do, and he has no interest in doing anything. The whole room is eerily familiar, as if Bai Lianxi in his head will be projected if he is not careful, giving him hope.

Judging from the current situation, he is very lucky to have a hotel room as his shelter. Although some things will have to be faced sooner or later, he guesses that whether it is Xunxing or Vientiane, it is the first step in planning for him They have to do live broadcasts to clarify some rumors that are too serious to be uploaded on the Internet.

Zi Mingjun wants to fight for it, and leave some of the real situation that was merged and packaged with rumors. In the long run, it will be a matter of time before he announces it.

Afterwards, he also washed up and went to sleep, after all, he had to tell Xun Xing his decision tomorrow, and it would inevitably be another battle.

If you ask Zi Mingjun whether he chose to leave Xunxing completely because he is very sure about Vientiane, if he is honest with you, he will firmly say no.On the contrary, Vientiane is a more terrifying place than Xunxing. I don’t know how many troublesome interpersonal relationships have to be made, and how many people have to drink to share a piece of resource pie.

But he can't find a reason to stay in Xunxing. Apart from doing it himself, the company's inaction and lack of backup plan are also the reasons why he has come to where he is today.

We can't rely on Wei Yu to forcefully stop things every time.

So, even though the people who were looking for happiness were very kind to him, and finally made it to the point where seniority rankings could take advantage of him, Zi Mingjun chose to leave after hesitating for a long time.

It was also through this incident that Zi Mingjun finally learned the principle of not letting others know about something.

For example, he is curled up on the bed now, and in the twilight before falling asleep, he called Bai Lianxi's name between his teeth.The only response to him was the insignificant echo in the room, which made Zi Mingjun feel at ease.

He was woken up the next morning.

He got up abruptly to find the source of the sound, only to find that the noisy voices came from outside the room.

This didn't make people feel relieved. He stood up and wanted to get closer to the door to hear the situation. After thinking about it, he took his mobile phone and sent Xia Le a message.

Xia Le lives next door, so he can't possibly cause trouble.

Zi Ming leaned against the door frame to listen to the voices outside.

I have to say that Jiujing Longyan's sound insulation is not bad, compared to the volume he heard on the bed, it is like the ceiling and the bottom of the foundation pit.

And even so, he still couldn't catch a word.

Judging from the sound lines, there were about three people outside the door.

This combination of numbers meets questionable standards.

Xia Le's reply also came.

[Brother Zi, don't worry about it, don't come out yet, I can handle it. 】

So it turned out to be the reporter who got his room number through bad means.

But why next door?

[How did they find the wrong door? 】

As Mingjun expected, Xia Le purposely took the room registered under his name and lived in it himself.

[It's okay, I can. 】

[Let me help you get them away. 】

[No need, they will definitely leave in half an hour at most. 】

Xia Le was a little anxious.

[Really, don't, don't come out, or I will waste the first two hours. 】

It's been two hours since I co-authored it, and it's really a crime that I haven't used justice to calm this down.

Zi Mingjun picked up the landline in the room and called the front desk. By the way, he lowered his voice: "How are you at the front desk? I am a resident on the 9th floor. I don't know why the corridor is very noisy. It seems that someone is about to fight. Can you deal with it?" ?”

"Okay sir, I'm very sorry to bring you a bad experience, we will send someone to deal with it as soon as possible."

Those people disturbed the people.And Zi Mingjun is one of the residents, and it is very reasonable to use legitimate means to protect his own rights and interests.

Jiujing Longyan is very concerned about customer experience, which can also be seen from the office style of the former account manager.

After about 3 minutes, the sound outside the door disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Le sent another message.

[Someone from the hotel drove them away just now, so I said half an hour would definitely do. 】

[Thank you for staying in the room registered under my name, let's catch up on sleep. 】

If Xia Le said no at this time, or just accidentally remembered it wrong, the situation would become very embarrassing.

But Zi Mingjun was very sure that Xia Le knew about it, and he did his best to help as far as he could.

So Zi Mingjun thanked him, and made up his mind that as long as he was willing, Xia Le must have a place wherever Zi Mingjun was.

[Yeah, it’s okay, Brother Zi, if you need anything, call me anytime. ]

I don't know when Xia Le was tossed by those idlers, anyway, he must have not slept well.

Zi Mingjun just needs to go out to do errands alone, so it's best not to let others know.

How to go out is a problem, Zi Mingjun has never bought a car, and now he doesn't want to contact Zhan Yijiang or seek happiness because of this, because they may think that Zi Mingjun is sick when they look back at this matter in the future.

After thinking about it, it is more reliable to take a taxi. Zi Mingjun booked a car with a certain taxi software, and it was just 5 minutes later at the entrance of Jiujing Longyan's building.

About 2 minutes later, the driver called. Mingjun hadn't ordered the software before, so he thought something was wrong.

"Hey?"

"Hello, is Mr. Bai Lianjun?"

"..."

Although Zi Ming received a huge blow both physically and mentally due to recent events, his habit of daring to release his bad taste has not changed.

When he just filled out the car-hailing order form, he wrote a very interesting name.

I can't blame him completely, the surname is too rare, and it's too risky for him to book a car with his real name.

"Yes, it is."

"Mr. Bai, you can't park at this location. Why don't you change it? How about the entrance of this hotel?"

For Jiujing Longyan, the entrance of the building is separated from the entrance of the hotel by an incomparably gorgeous and huge vestibule.If the car is parked in front of the hotel, he may need to run 800 meters to get into the car before being stopped by strange people.

"Well... it's still at the entrance of the building. I will pay for any extra expenses. How long will it take for you to arrive? Should I go down first?"

"Come on, come down and wait for a while, there are still about 5 minutes, don't make a mistake with the white Audi."

"Okay master."

There were far fewer people downstairs than he thought, whether it was because he was dying or the company helped him deal with some of the reasons.

He stood at the door waiting for the bus, alone, wearing black clothes and wearing a mask and sunglasses.Such a dress is equivalent to telling everyone that he is a certain scandal man, but his only wish is not to allow people to see his face.

Some of the people around called him out, but none of them stepped forward for the time being, and Zi Mingjun waited until the 4th minute.

A person stood beside him and handed him a cigarette: "Brother, you must be tired these days."

Zi Ming didn't speak, and raised his hand to decline.

"Actually, we... at least I personally don't have any opinion on you. My cousin is also like that. He is fine now, but you have to give us a chance to convey the real thing to the public, right?" This reporter friend didn't mean to insist on an interview, but the tricks were almost endless.

Zi Mingjun shook his head slightly, that is, he did not accept the interview.

"Where are you going, why don't I give you a ride?" We usually call this kind of spirit "reluctance to give up."

"Not on the way." Zi Mingjun cherished words like gold at this time, and only typed him three words before boarding a white Audi.

Seeing this, the reporter really didn't ask any more questions, and even waved at him.

It is very close to Xunxing from here, Zi Mingjun has nothing to do, so he sits in the back seat in a daze.

The driver kept looking at him in the small mirror.

In fact, from the moment he got in the car, he took off his sunglasses and mask even worse.

"Sir, your surname is not Bai."

"Sure, you still know how to read faces?" Zi Mingjun's temper is not good enough at the moment, and he sounds a little offended.

The driver stopped talking.

About 10 minutes later, when the car arrived near the Xunxing building, the driver asked: "Go to the garage, there are people coming and going."

In fact, Zi Mingjun didn't care anymore, when he booked a car, he was still on the ground.

"Okay, thank you."

There was another silence after that, and Mingjun admired the scenery, only the concrete wall remained.

"You are still young, there are infinite possibilities in the future, and there are many, many people who support you."

The car slowly stopped at a position close to the elevator. This was the last sentence said by the driver when Zi Mingjun opened the door.

Originally, Zi Mingjun had listened to comfort and calloused ears in the past two days, and he would get goose bumps at every turn, but this sentence came from a stranger, and it seemed particularly interesting.

He replied with a sincere thank you, closed the car door and left.

It seems that his problem is really big. The driver is a middle-aged man in his 50s and [-]s, and he can be recognized by just one face.

This shows that his matter has gone out of the circle, and judging from the nature of the problem, it may appear in the textbook one day.

This is a different way of leaving a name than leaving a name in film history.

Like what Zhan Yijiang said, it's also fire, let's talk about it when it gets hot.

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