Ling Zihuan shook his head busily, "no, if you don't have time, I'll go to dinner myself.

Hurry up and I'll come back to you when you're finished

Ying Feifei nodded with a smile and hurried back to the office without saying much.

She may not be able to get off work tonight.

Half a month's data to re disk, this is not an ordinary workload.

Back to the station, she looked around, and the colleagues around her seemed to be working hard.

These colleagues, who are good friends on weekdays, don't look like people who will automatically modify data on her computer.

Unfortunately, people are separated from each other.

Ying Feifei rubbed her forehead, pressed down the melancholy in her heart, and began to work again.

As for the fact that she made a mistake in her report, it also caused a heated discussion in the same department.

At lunch time, several girls gathered in the tea room. Some were watching at the door, and others began to talk loudly and taunt Ying Feifei.

"You see, it's not the same with the young master of Mohism. Now that I've dealt with my work casually, I deserve to be scolded! "

"Hey, what does that mean? It can only be said that other people have high means. If I go to Mohist school, I won't work any more. Isn't it good to be a young grandmother at home? "

"I heard that the supervisor was very angry today, because her data statement was wrong, which led to the shutdown of the whole finance department!"

"What's the matter? There's master Mo behind them. With the relationship between him and general manager Qiao, a few words will surely be OK! They are all ordinary workers. How can yingfeifei be so lucky? "

"Maybe... I'm good at that."

A group of girls of the same age said at the end, laughing unkindly.

In a word, because Mo Liangyu visited Ying Feifei many times, they were envious beyond recognition!

In terms of appearance, Ying Feifei is very common, at most a little beautiful.

In terms of ability, everyone is in the same office. Why should Feifei be favored by the rich and the poor?

In this world, too many ordinary girls attempt to fly to the branches and become Phoenix, but most of them are just fantasies.

Just plain Ying Feifei broke the balance between them.

At this time, next to the wall outside the tea room, Ying Feifei is holding a cup in her hand, and her face turns pale to listen to these taunts.

She looked down at the ground in a mixed and sad mood.

It turns out that her colleagues, who usually make friends on the surface, treat her like this behind her back.

Ying Feifei shakes the water cup, turns around and returns to the work station.

There is something wrong with the data. Maybe some people don't like her, so they tamper with her computer.

The only time she didn't leave the computer lock screen was the night when Mo Liangyu came to let her go downstairs a few days ago.

Ying Feifei put the water cup on the table, looked back at the direction of the tea room, locked the computer screen, then turned and went downstairs with her handbag.

In the workplace, no one knows what kind of challenges the busy work and complex interpersonal relationship will bring.

Yingfeifei hasn't smoked for a long time!

Maybe she was so depressed that she went to the supermarket next door and bought a box of mint cigarettes.

Go back to Qiao's downstairs, find a few people smoking area, a person stood in the corner to smoke up.

The weather was a little cool, the smoke and frost congealed together and mistily scattered in the air.

From time to time around by some company staff, men and women always look at her with different eyes.

Perhaps, women smoking, will always attract people's attention.

Ying Feifei turned her back and looked at the slender cigarette with a lonely look. Her eyes flashed sarcasm. At the age of 27, she seemed to have accomplished nothing.