Chapter 1052

There is a saying that sorrow is greater than death.

Tang Jiyang always thought that when his heart died, he didn't care about anything.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that he couldn't do it at all.

I can't miss her or marry other women.

Perhaps, what mother said is right. Such a marriage is only harmful to others and yourself.

"Zixin, such a marriage is not fair to you. Forget it." He said to her.

"Why, you promised to marry me!" Fang Zixin's emotion is very excited. What she wants is in front of her eyes. It's easy to get.

But facing the door, he regretted. How could she allow it!

"Jiyang, you don't want to marry me, is it because my mother offered the conditions? Listen to me. She's not a vain person. She's just worried about her daughter. I don't want a house or money. I just want to be with you and be your wife... "

"Zixin, I've transferred the ownership of that house to you." Tang Jiyang is calm, interrupt her.

"What do you mean now? Use a house to get rid of me! "

In the face of Fang Zixin's hysteria, Tang Jiyang's face is calm, and his eyes are dark. "You can mention what you want."

Fang Zixin suddenly grabbed his hand and begged, "I don't want anything, I just want to be with you. Jiyang, shall we not break up? If you don't want to get married, it doesn't matter if you don't want to get married, we'll be fine. I don't want to leave you... "

Tang Jiyang is calm, pushing her away and holding her hand. "If I don't fall in love with you for the purpose of marriage, I will feel more asshole."

Fang Zixin cried awkwardly. Her makeup was all spent. "I don't agree to break up. You can't think about it."

"Zixin, we are not married." Tang Jiyang's calm and low tone, with a trace of helplessness.

Only divorce between husband and wife needs mutual recognition. It's enough for a man and a woman to break up as long as one party has the will.

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After leaving the Civil Affairs Bureau, Tang Jiyang directly returned to the company for a meeting.

In multimedia conference, all the light is blocked by the blackout curtain. The whole conference room is dark, only the light of projection screen flickers and changes constantly.

Tang Jiyang's tall figure is hidden in the dark. Occasionally, the light falls on his handsome face with three-dimensional facial features. It is calm and deep, making people unable to guess emotions.

Sitting beside him, I always looked at him thoughtfully.

The icons and numbers in the screen are constantly changing, and the analysts of marketing department are carrying out a detailed feasibility analysis on case.

Mingcheng's left ear went in and out of his right ear. He was so distracted that he didn't even hear the analyst's opinion.

Tang Jiyang half clenched his fist and knocked on the table in front of him. He was honest before returning to his mind.

"Ah? What did you just say? " Asked Ming Cheng.

The analyst on the stage was directly asked by him. He just said it for nearly an hour, and he didn't know what specifically Mingte asked.

Tang Jiyang's sword brow is slightly locked. After seeing the truth, he says, "it seems that this case is not enough to attract everyone. The details need to be adjusted. In addition, the budget is over 5%, let the finance department follow up The meeting is over. "

After finishing the meeting, he stood up directly from his seat, picked up the folder in front of him, and strode to the meeting room.

The meeting lasted for three hours, but I held it for three hours. I almost didn't feel crazy.

"It's all gone." With that, he walked out of the conference room, caught up with Tang Jiyang, and followed him into the president's office.

The heavy brown wooden door of the president's office is closed. I can't wait to ask, "should I congratulate you on your happy wedding?"

"No need." Tang Jiyang left the folder on the big class table and opened the laptop on the table at the same time.

"You didn't get the certificate from Fang Zixin?"

"No." Tang Jiyang sat down in the boss's chair behind the big class table, one hand I mouse, the other hand lit a cigarette.

Mingcheng stood opposite him, relieved.

"I promise, it's the wisest decision you've ever made. That Fang Zixin, I asked someone to check her. After her parents divorced, her mother seemed to have some mental problems, and she had been seeing a psychiatrist. She also has an uncle, a typical Philistine, who is often complained about for stealing work and materials in home decoration projects, and... "

"By the way, you've made another mistake in your quarterly report, and you have the energy to focus on your work." Tang Jiyang interrupts him coldly, opens the drawer under the big class table, turns out a document from inside, throws to him.

Mingcheng picked up the document and quickly turned it over. Tang Jiyang had marked the mistakes with a carbon pen and made corrections. Upright typeface, flowing clouds and flowing water, but also calm.

Mingcheng reaches out and touches his nose. Then, Shangshan turns around and walks away.

Tang Jiyang's schedule has been very full. In the afternoon, I visited the branch office. In the evening, I was busy with all kinds of social activities.

The luxurious private rooms are decorated with splendor. Men and women, toasting, smiling hypocritical, said the wrong words.

The simple and sincere difference between such entertainment and the people in the army made Tang Jiyang very uncomfortable.

To be honest, if you are used to it, you will get used to it.

And after three years, I still don't get used to what I can't get used to.

Tang Jiyang was alone in a corner. Under the changing light, the gray suit almost merged with the darkness around him.

At this time, a gorgeous makeup woman came over, wearing a sexy low-cut skirt. She sat down next to Tang Jiyang, holding a goblet in her hand, and said with a enchanting smile, "Tang Shao, I don't know if it's an honor to invite you to have a drink."

Tang Jiyang turned a deaf ear to the woman's words and sat there still in silence without changing his posture.

The woman hit a nail, the smile on her face was stiff, but she still stuck it. Her body just wiped a corner of his clothes, Tang Jiyang suddenly stood up from the position, the woman can not prevent, a head hit the back of the sofa, hit extraordinarily embarrassed.

Tang Jiyang's deep eyes gave her a cold glance, then he took off the suit she had touched and left it in the corner. The pretty eyebrows were frowning deeply, and there was a certain disgust in her expression, as if she were a fly.

The woman sat up straight, her face was blue and white, and she couldn't see the end.

"Miss Fan, I didn't remind you that we Tang Shao are not close to women. You won't listen to us. Let's hit a nail." A chubby man came up and smiled.

Fat man is a big client of the branch company. Tang Jiyang is not familiar with him, but in such an occasion, he has to sell him some thin noodles without any attack.

"I'll go out and smoke, and you'll have fun." He finished, picked up the cigarette box and lighter on the table, pushed open the door of the room, and walked out with long legs.

He stood alone in the corridor window smoking. The windows were wide open, and the white smoke was blown away by the cold irony.

In the corner of the corner, there was a faint noise of argument, which was not loud. But Tang Jiyang had a good ear, and still heard a familiar name -- Xiaozhou.

His tall body was stiff for a moment, then he slowly turned around and turned back.