Tong Zimei didn''t know when he went to bed. When he woke up, Tian Tian and Jian were already away from home.

    There was breakfast on the dining table downstairs with bowls. A note was left on the desk: Aunt Mei, I''ll send Jane to school first. Just now, President Liao called and said that you can go to work at noon, Tian.

    Behind is Jane some crooked words: Mom, you have a good rest, I went to school, see you in the evening. The words at the back are a little scribbled. It can be seen that Jane made up them in a hurry before she left: Mom, I want to have braised prawns for dinner.

    Looking at this note, Tong Zimei couldn''t help laughing. Then she was a little disappointed. Since she found a job, she obviously had less time to accompany her children.

    But it''s meaningless to think about staying at home every day.

    Tong Zimei looked outside, it was already three strokes in the sun, the clock of the watch pointed to ten.

    She had a simple breakfast and didn''t forget to dress up. Because when he came back last night, Liao shawen inadvertently said that the president might visit some departments. As an assistant to the boss, she naturally has to be in a full mental state. I just worked overtime yesterday, and I stayed awake after midnight. My eyelids were slightly swollen, and my eyes were somewhat black. She took out the foundation, evenly swept a layer of ivory white powder on her face, and put a light eye shadow on her eyelids to make her eyes look natural.

    Then he put on his commuter suit, black waist down jacket, white shirt, and a short black skirt of the same color, which just covers the distance from four fingers above the knee, making the graceful leg curve looming.

    Ordinary people, especially young people, will feel dull wearing black and white versatile tone, but it just fits Tong Zimei''s heart. Since she tore up her promise to that man ten years ago, and hurt him to pieces, her world seems to have lost its color, as if only black and white, and endless deep and shallow gray. So, in her wardrobe, there are only black and white and gray.

    Even Tian Tian is very strange. Although Aunt Mei is only ten years older than her and has a child, she looks just a few years older. Which beauty of this age is not dressed up to show her youth? Looking at Tong Zimei''s wardrobe, she can''t help wring her eyebrows. The wardrobe is full of clothes that oubasang had to wear. "Aunt Mei, how old are you? It''s boring to wear these colors all day long."

    Tong Zimei would only smile and shake her head, "Aunt Mei likes this color." In fact, when the bottom of my heart has degenerated into a desert, isn''t everything the same color? What''s the difference between red green and black white?

    But Tian Tian didn''t think so. After a long time, she suddenly realized that maybe Aunt Mei was still thinking of her father. She immediately looked up at Tong Zimei and even admired her. This Aunt Mei is really a spoony. Her father has been gone for so long and can''t let him go. Since the discovery of this secret, she immediately told the news to her loving father in the photo.

    Tong Zimei finishing, pick up the bag, go out to put the key in the bag, only to find a message on the mobile phone.

    She opened the message and found a new number, "haven''t you got up yet? Three hours late is allowed today. "

    Her mobile phone doesn''t store the phone number of anyone in the company. In the past, Liao shawen also used the office landline to call her. She doesn''t need to ask about this call to know that it''s Liao shawen''s, which is typical of the tone of her boss.

    Look at the time. It''s 9:00 in the morning. At that time, she was still in a dream. Forenoon

    variegated sunlight and clear and beautiful sunshine, and through the high level of the trees of the trees on the side of the Wutong Road, they threw the gap of leaves on the asphalt road to spread a motley and fine shadow.

    The morning air is very fresh, Tong Zimei took a deep breath, suddenly felt that such a day is also good. In the past, I was always immersed in the demons that I couldn''t get rid of. I felt guilty, sad, missing and tormented If the vicissitudes of her heart could be reflected in her face, she thought that she would have been full of wasted time.

    Tong Zi Mei walked with a brisk pace and walked out of Wutong road. He stopped a taxi beside the road and smiled and said, "master, please take a trouble.

    Along the way, the cool wind from the open car window blew her short chestnut hair, which made her face itchy. Looking at the tall buildings shuttling through the window, Tong Zimei suddenly has a feeling of rebirth. Yes, her life should not be limited to that confined space. She is nearly 30 years old, and she still has ten years to live. She sighs and sighs all the way, and soon arrives Tenghua building was built.

    She got out of the car, paid, and stepped up the front steps of the building.

    At this time, Tenghua building is a group of people walking out, Tong Zimei just came to work, naturally did not know that inside and out is the company''s top leaders. Through the revolving door, I just feel that more than a dozen people in uniform suits and shoes are walking out of the middle of the room, surrounded by the young man in sunglasses.

    Before she could see clearly, the reporters gathered at the door had already swarmed on, surrounded the people who came out of it, and pushed her to one side.The flash light

    "click" keeps on, and the reporter''s questions are one after another.

    "I would like to ask Mr. President whether he has confidence in winning the No. 4 and No. 5 land of this environmental improvement land reserve project when he comes to s city this time?"

    "Shengshida company has great strength. Why didn''t it participate in the bidding for the land outside the west ring this time?"

    "Mr. President..."

    Excited reporters all kinds of questions, mixed with bodyguards and the door security friendly but unquestionable voice, "excuse me."

    Tong Zimei, even if she didn''t listen to it deliberately, also heard the gossip mixed with personal privacy in these questions.

    But no matter how the reporter asked questions, how to chase and intercept, the high-ranking president in the middle still didn''t seem to hear him. In the crowd which was opened by the bodyguards, he calmly walked to the luxury car waiting at the door. I didn''t say a word until I got in and closed the door.

    The bodyguards also got on the back of the car one after another, but in five seconds, the leading Rolls Royce led the back of the car away, leaving only reporters with microphones and cameras at the door, vaguely excited.

    Tong Zimei, who was squeezed to one side, had a chance to enter the building through the revolving door, got on the elevator and pressed down the 56th floor.

    She did not see that in the group of people who just came out, there was a person''s eyes staring at her for a long time.

    Zhao Min mixed in the crowd, inadvertently looked up and saw the familiar figure who took his car at the door of the company that day.