"I want to be a cartoonist in the future?" he asked.

Zhimian lowered his eyes, "Well, although it's still quite far away now."

Duan Zhuo guessed her loneliness and comforted her: "If you want to take this path, it's not easy? I'll send you into this company directly. You have the ability to promote and package it, and hold a comic exhibition signing party. If you draw well, you can sell copyrights."

The man's tone was relaxed.

Put this as simple as a play game.

Zhimian felt a trace of his heart, and was silent for two seconds, and suddenly laughed: "My dream is indeed not worth mentioning in your place."

Yes, it's very simple.

She was just like those people said, she was raised by Duan Zhuo and had everything she wanted.

She didn't need to work hard at all, anyway, everything would be enough with him.

When the man saw her change of face, he was confused, "What's wrong?"

Zhimian looked away, endured the bitterness in his heart, and glanced out the window, "No, we have broken up, I don't need your help."

The words are particularly harsh.

Duan Zhuo's face also darkened.

Along the way, both of them were arrogant and didn't say a word, and the atmosphere was depressing.

The car finally drove to the entrance of the building where Huichuang Baiwei was, which was considered a relief.

"Thank you." Zhimian nodded politely, and without waiting for the man's reaction, he immediately pushed open the car door and got out of the car.

She didn't take a few steps, and the sound of footsteps sounded behind her, and her wrist was suddenly held.

Duan Zhuo walked up to her, blocked her way, looked down at her indifferent expression, and sighed: "Why are you unhappy again?"

Zhimian pursed his lips and didn't want to say, "No."

He frowned, "You fucked me with a slouching face along the way and told me not to do that? Do I think I can't see it?"

Zhimian didn't speak.

At the end, the man said as if he was compromised: "If you don't care, I won't care, I won't care, okay?"

Zhimian didn't want to be angry with him, and just said, "Time is coming soon, I'm going in."

She walked around him and walked towards the building.

Duan Zhuo stood there and watched her walk into the company, half-reduced her eyebrows, returned to the car, and threw it onto the car door.

Bentley drove away.

Not far away, Shu Yu, who came out of the Construction Bank Building next to Huichuang Baiwei Company, witnessed this scene.

She was stunned at first.

After the friend called, he walked up to her and asked, "Let's go, what are you looking at?"

"I saw Duan Zhuo and his ex-girlfriend..."

When a friend who was working in the club's medical team heard this, he looked curious: "Ah? Where?"

"He has left." Shu Feng was puzzled, "Didn't Duan Zhuo break up with that woman?"

Why is he still next to Zhimian?!

"I don't know very well, but how can I still contact you after breaking up?"

Shu Yu recalled the scene just now, and it seemed that Duan Zhuo was the one who took the initiative, deliberately entangled Zhimian, but Zhimian looked indifferent.

She suddenly remembered that on the night she went out to train, she went to Duan Zhuo’s room to confess, and Duan Zhuo said the humiliating words.

Could it be that Duan Zhuo still cares about Zhimian?

How is it possible...

Shu Eun clenched his palms and his eyes became deeper-

In the interview room, two interviewers sat in front of Zhimian.

One of the men had read Zhimian's resume and asked basic questions, Xiaoxiao: "Your book "August Monsoon" is very popular in Lehua now. It has ranked first in the rankings for several weeks, but do you know that our company basically does not sign new painters?"

Zhimian nodded and said, "I know, but your company asked me to come for an interview, which means I have some hope and I want to work hard to get it."

"You are still a student now. Do you spend more time drawing comics?"

"I'm really busy with my studies, but I'll allocate my time reasonably and focus on the comics."

Another interviewer who had been silent all the time looked at her and spoke: "There are hundreds of excellent painters under our company. What do you think is special about you?"

Zhimian blinked and thought: "I think it should be my style. Many people say that my style is very suitable for the stories I want to express. I am actually not very good at urban mature women stories. On the Lehua comic platform, my youth campus themes do not account for the majority. And I will stick to myself and draw what I want to draw."-

After the interview, Zhimian left, and an assistant from the Human Resources Department sent it out and smiled at her: "I will tell you the result of the recruitment at that time, so you can wait first."

"OK, thanks."

Zhimian walked out of the company, breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and looked at the tall buildings in front of him again, with expectations in his heart.

Zhimian returned to school, and the next Sunday, she suddenly received a call from Manager Wang of Renshi's Cultural Exchange Department.

The other party said that the winter vacation EA youth training camp has officially ended, and a closing dinner will be held tonight, which is considered a celebration. Zhimian, as a teacher who teaches oral language, was invited to attend.

Manager Wang said enthusiastically: "Several children said they really wanted to see you, so Teacher Zhi must come tonight."

Zhimeng was hard to let go of his affection, so he finally agreed.

She received the address and saw that tonight's dinner was held at the Renshi Club headquarters. In the evening, she dressed up a little and set off from the school to Renshi Club.

She felt that she would probably meet Duan Zhuo tonight.

But she was not as scared as before, thinking that even if she met, he would not do anything to her in front of everyone.

The night is in the sky, like a sea-blue curtain covering the top of your head, and the sea of ​​stars is vast.

When Zhimian arrived, there were still ten minutes before the dinner officially began. She walked into the club hall and wanted to take out the mirror to see if her hair was blown away by the wind. When she opened her bag, a lipstick accidentally fell out.

She bent down to pick it up, but her other hand touched it a little earlier than her and picked it up.

Zhimian stood up and was slightly stunned when he saw the woman in front of him.

"Dr. Shu?"

Shu Feng handed out the lipstick, his eyes fell on Zhimian, and he smiled: "For you."

"Thanks."

"I haven't seen Miss Zhi for a long time, and I didn't expect to see you here today."

"Well, I'll attend the youth training camp's closing dinner. I'm their oral teacher."

"It's such a coincidence that I'm still studying and becoming a teacher. It's so amazing," Shu Yu smiled. "The dinner hasn't started yet? I just finished my work and came to my office to sit down. Let's chat for a few words, and I'm an old friend."

Zhimian couldn't think of a reason to refuse, so he agreed.

Zhimian followed Shu Feng to the office. After entering, Zhimian sat down on the sofa. Shu Feng went to the water dispenser next to him to pour a glass of water and gave it to her.

"Thank you Dr. Shu."

Shu Yu sat down opposite him, "Don't call me Dr. Shu, call me Sister Shu Yu, I always feel like I'm still working."

"good."

The two chatted a few words about the youth training camp, and Shu Feng turned the topic around, "I have heard about you recently... Have you broken up with Duan Zhuo?"

Zhimian paused, "Yes."

"I still heard from other colleagues in the club. I'm a little curious, why did you break up?"

"It's nothing, it's just because of the inappropriate personality."

"I was quite surprised because I could tell you like Duan Zhuo very much." Shu Feng rubbed the water cup, "I am not a doctor in his team now. I have been transferred, so I haven't met Duan Zhuo much. Have he... ever told you about this?"

"No, what's wrong?"

Shu Feng was surprised and saw that she didn't look like she was lying.

So Zhimian doesn't know about her?

Thousands of thoughts flashed through Shu Yu's mind and smiled: "It's okay, I actually like your personality before and I really want to make friends with you, but because the work relationship is not convenient, don't you mind, can we contact us more in the future?"

Shu Eun's tone was sincere, Zhimian nodded: "Okay."

The two of them added on WeChat and the dinner time was already up. Shu Feng said that she would leave after get off work and Zhimian left.

When I took the elevator to the upstairs, Zhimian was surprised to remember Shu Feng's words.

Before, she felt that Shu Feng was a little hostile to her, but today she didn't feel it at all. She was wondering if she was sensitive and worried at that time?

When she arrived at the floor, she walked out and followed the signs to see the lights in the hall, with five or six round tables placed, and the voices inside were noisy.

When she went in, several students from the youth training camp saw her, "Teacher Zhi!"

A few young boys got up from their seats and ran up excitedly, saying everything:

"Teacher Zhi, I miss you very much after a long time ago!"
To be continued...