Chapter 57： (2/2)

Who dragged him into this situation?

It was the docile, seemingly innocuous Omega.

On the day of talking with He An at the cafe, he was still an absolutely strong party: holding a vast network of people, with 29 towering cities standing behind him, and on the opposite side, it was just an Omega that could not even afford a 30 square meter rough house . The two sides have lost a few strata. He regards He An as a joke, disdains to treat him as a "weakness", and even arbitrarily bullies.

Only a year has passed, and the humble "weakness" of the original had spread out, dissolving the strong capital he had.

I want to be ironic.

The clock ticked through the long silence in the conference room. Dozens of beams of sight were thrown in from different directions, converging into pressure that couldn't be ignored, and he pressed Zheng Feiyan's shoulders heavily, urging him to sign his authority as soon as possible.

Zheng Feiyu looked up and looked at his father on the chair.

Mr. Zheng looked at him calmly, resting one hand on the table and the other hand on a swivel chair. His old and squinting eyes had a three-quarter smile, and when Zheng Feiyu looked over, he slightly tickled the corner of his mouth. Like a well-informed father who believes that his child will admit his mistake at the last minute.

Zheng Feiyu knew that he still had a chance to repent. As long as he bows his head and softens, and promises He An to return home, he can immediately cancel this absurd "vacation", get back what belongs to him, and get everything back on track.

He shook.

It was the long life he had dedicated for twelve years to it. It was all his life and career. Was it worth it to give up for an invisible Omega? After all, it's just an Omega.

The nib hovered over the paper, and it was slow to fall.

Zheng Hongming sat calmly at the same place without giving up and giving him plenty of time to think. The chairman didn't speak, and naturally there was no second person in the conference room daring to squeak, and he was patient to wait for him to make a decision.

Suddenly, Zheng Feiyu waved his pen to sign the big name, swiped the pen to the table, pushed the chair away, and left Jiusheng without looking back.

He accepted the empty schedule, and he also accepted unattended social interaction.

In the past, the secretary's careful planning could only squeeze a little leisure into a large section of blank space, like water in the ocean, so much that it swallowed the mouth and nose, and it was meaningless.

Wanting to talk to someone, unfortunately, he has always been arbitrarily arbitrarily used, never asking for suggestions from others, and when no one talks about it, he realizes that there is no caring friend beside him. However, there were several finches who did not know where they came from. They were flattering and embracing, saying they were willing to solve his loneliness.

Zheng Feiyu understood why they came.