Chapter 1271
Good Evening, Mr President!
1271 Ending: going against the flow
Although he had expected this to happen, he still felt a little disappointed when he actually encountered it.
As soon as he came out of the hospital, Shao moqian’s phone rang. He took a look at the caller ID and saw that it was his mother, li Feihong.
The old principal must have reported to her about his application.
Shao moqian hesitated for a moment, but he still answered the call from his mother.
He didn’t take the initiative to speak, but li Feihong spoke first, ” son, listen to mom’s advice, come back, don’t torment anymore, it’s just a waste of time, you can’t endure it!
Shao moqian laughed sarcastically over the phone. Mrs. Shao, I’m sorry for making you worry. But, what can I do? ” Your son has disappointed you again because he’s Living a Good Life now. It’s not torture for him at all. Also, this small setback is not a failure to him, but a challenge. It’s a new beginning! If you think that your son can be defeated by you so easily, then you’ve really underestimated him, Yingluo!”
After Shao moqian finished speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for his mother to go crazy. Then, he threw the phone in his hand with a loud ” bang “.
It’s smashed! Anyway, this broken phone happened to be a birthday gift from his mother. Now, he felt extremely annoyed just by looking at it. He might as well use the non-smartphones that his wife had used before!
Shao moqian went to a few other hospitals, but there were no results.
They either made up excuses that they couldn’t tolerate him, or that the hospital was not recruiting new doctors for the time being. In short, they kept him out of the door with all kinds of excuses.
After half a day, Shao moqian would be lying if he said that he didn’t feel dispirited at all.
As the sun set, the glow of the dusk poured down and shone on his long body, making his black shadow very long and curly.
Shao moqian stood at the end of the bridge, facing the wind as he looked at the setting sun that was full of desolation.
The wind ruffled his short hair and brushed against his handsome face, causing him to squint his eyes unconsciously.
He lit a cigarette for himself.
The long white cigarette was held between his slender fingers, and then he delivered it to his sexy lips. He narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Thick rings of smoke seeped out from between his lips and teeth, rising in spirals and blurring his deep and serene eyes.
In fact, this was probably the first time that Shao moqian had suffered such a setback in his more than 30 years of life.
Since he was young, he had always been high-spirited, whether it was in school or in the workplace. He had always been a Supreme King that no one could reach.
He seemed to have suddenly become a weakling who had been eliminated by society!
However, was he a weakling?
Of course not!
Shao moqian took another deep breath from the eye in his hand and exhaled heavily. He squinted his eyes and looked at the faint yellow light on the horizon.
He, Shao moqian, would never allow himself to become a weakling!
He would make himself go against the current!
No one could defeat him, and he would never allow himself to defeat himself!
Shao moqian threw away the cigarette in his hand and stomped it out with his foot.
It was as if he was not stomping on the cigarette butt he had thrown away, but the difficulties and obstacles that were trying to defeat him!
He reached into his pocket and was about to give the man a call when he recalled that he had smashed his phone in a fit of anger.
Damn it!
It was too late to regret now.