[The growth history of a dog training master]
Si Le and his colleagues went to the tea room to make coffee. As soon as they walked to the door, they heard the chatter of men and women inside.
"Look at Si Le, who was scolded in the meeting today, and his face turned pale. Lao Wang must have been too vicious."
"Si Le is really tolerant. If I had stopped serving you long ago."
"Can't you bear it? I heard that before her father died, he borrowed a lot of money from relatives for medical treatment, and she has to pay it back."
"Then she's quite pitiful, but to be honest, I don't dare to make friends with such a person. Living such a depressed life may be very dark."
The colleagues around him cast pity and embarrassment looks on him. Si Le reluctantly smiled and turned back to his work station.
What they said was wrong, Si Le was not mentally dark.
She is a psychopath.
Female colleagues around me usually vent their emotions by having a big meal or shopping, but Si Le found a cost-effective and extremely effective way to relieve stress.
That is to harass those high-ranking Celestial Dragons and behave in a hostile way in the name of being a dog licker.
Licking one person is called a licking dog, but what should we call a group of people?
Si Le thinks it should be called Sea Dog.
In high school, she was cold and aloof, with eyes on the top of her head, a cool school girl, in college, she was a hypocritical senior who wore a gentle mask, and in the company downstairs, she was idle and pursuing a beautiful colleague from Si Le...
The messages were all sent in groups, the handmade biscuits were leftovers from her weekend stall, and the cold granules were accidentally expired...
Si Le went from being so nervous that adrenaline surged to gradually becoming more and more comfortable, but he never expected that he would overturn the car with Lin Siheng, the boss of the next group.
Lin Sihengyu condescendingly proposed that for the sake of her sincerity, he could try dating her.
Si Le looked horrified, thinking that if she refused, could Lin Siheng cross departments and give her some shoes?
Si Le was frantically thinking of a suitable reason for rejection.
Lin Siheng: "I heard about your family's affairs. I will help you pay off your debts without any burden. It doesn't cost much to me."
"If anyone bullies you in the future, you must tell me."
"You live too far away from the company. I have an empty house nearby. Don't get me wrong. I have no other intention. I just want you to live alone."
With tears in his eyes, Si Le decided to wash his hands in a golden basin from now on and never do such immoral things to retaliate against society again.
Si Le sent a sincere farewell message to all the Tianlong people he had licked, and then decisively changed his WeChat ID and mobile phone number.
Three days later, Si Le was getting off work happily when she saw five men standing downstairs in her company, all dressed like peacocks with their tails open, holding a bunch of flowers and gifts in their hands.
Behind them, Lin Siheng was sitting in a black Maybach. Looking past the few people, he saw Si Le and pressed the horn lightly.
Lin Siheng had no interest in falling in love. He thought he would be single for the rest of his life.
But one day, he suddenly started receiving strange messages on his phone.
Sometimes lively, sometimes humble, sometimes hot.
Lin Siheng was deeply disturbed by this and decided to talk to the female colleague in the next group.
In the coffee shop, just as Lin Siheng started talking, Si Lechuchu across from him looked at him pitifully, with tears falling in strings, and choked up: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just like you so much."
Lin Siheng was stunned for a moment, but before he could speak, Si Le covered his mouth with one hand and ran out of the coffee shop in panic.
Lin Siheng looked at her frail and weak back, and then remembered what he had heard, and couldn't help but feel a little pity and guilt.
Yes, what's wrong with Si Le? She just likes herself too much...
On the day of her confession, Si Le, who loved him so much that she couldn't help herself, was so surprised that she was speechless and even cried with joy.
Lin Siheng often felt guilty, feeling that his love for Si Le was not as much as her love for him, so he could only make up for it in other ways.
Until one day, Lin Siheng accidentally logged in a trumpet account on Si Le's old mobile phone.
The chat list is full of people, neatly arranged from number one to more than ten.
His own avatar is also among them, and the note is "No. 12, Dangerous element, be careful of overturning".
Lin Siheng frowned, looked at the row of red dots in the message list, selected the one "No. 8, Stupid people have more money" and clicked on it.
A white dialog box filled the entire screen.
"Si Le, I was wrong. Please, don't ignore me."
"I ate the cookies you made for me last month. They were so delicious."
"Si Le, I want to see you."
"Don't worry, I won't let your boyfriend find out."
Lin Siheng's hands shook for a long time, but he still couldn't hold the phone steady and fell to the ground with a "pop".
2024.12.9, Screenshot taken
Purpose: Cherish the people in front of you
