From the History of the Republic of China to Raising Children in the 1970s

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"Ding Fei, what do you mean!" Yao Jiming stood up at once and looked at Ding Fei angrily. This Ding Fei is really annoying, as if someone owes him something.

"Nothing!" Ding Fei shrank his neck and spoke in a sullen voice.

"You..."

Yao Jiming's anger was choked in his chest, and he couldn't vent it. Sun Liguo was moved and patted him on the shoulder as a comfort.

"Don't be angry, Ding Fei probably doesn't mean anything else." Wu Qiuhan acted as a peacemaker. He and Ding Fei had similar experiences, so they had the best relationship.

"Ding Fei just encountered some things recently, and he spoke without thinking. He didn't mean it. You should stop bothering him."

Hearing someone speak for him, Ding Fei seemed to have someone to rely on, and he even laughed at Sun Liguo in a place where Wu Qiuhan couldn't see.

"You..." Sun Liguo was also really angry at this time, and he wanted to beat the person in front of him. If Wu Qiuhan hadn't stood in the middle, stood in the middle...

Wu Qiuhan continued to say: "Forget it, for my sake..."

"Sun Liguo, it's getting late, let's go!" Li Chengye suddenly spoke. He looked at the time. They had to treat colleagues from the investment department to dinner in the evening, so it was time to go back.

"Okay." Sun Liguo nodded, and his anger was interrupted by Li Chengye. I was very happy today, but I didn't expect Ding Fei to be such a person. They didn't get along much before, and everyone was busy studying, so they didn't know each other well enough.

"Hezi, Mingzi, Brother Wu, we are still at work today, so we're leaving first!"

As soon as they said they would leave, Li Chengye and Sun Liguo stood up and walked out.

"I'll see you off." Yao Jiming swallowed his anger and followed the two people.

"Hey, I'll see you off too..." Looking at Wu Qiuhan and Ding Fei, Meng He still chose to follow Li Chengye and the others out.

When they left, Ding Fei couldn't help but kick his foot on the table leg, making a loud noise, and Li Chengye and the others who had not walked far away heard it.

"Okay, can't you just bear it? What good will it do you to quarrel with them?" Meng Qiuhan frowned and looked at the person in front of him, with some impatience in his eyes.

"I just can't stand it, I can't stand it, why? Why?" Ding Fei kept pounding on the table, and seemed to feel no pain, even his eyes were red.

"Okay, you have to bear it even if you can't stand it. Besides, you can't predict what will happen in the future, and it's hard to say what the future will be like!" Meng Qiuhan still persuaded reluctantly.

"Yes, one day, one day, I will be better than them, better than them, even if I go abroad, so what!?" Ding Fei said with hatred, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and the key part was already red.

"Is there something wrong with Ding Fei?" As the four of them walked on the road, Yao Jiming still felt a little aggrieved.

"Oh, he must have suffered some setbacks." Meng He smiled awkwardly.

"What setbacks? Besides, it's not us who hit you. What nonsense did he say today?" Yao Jiming was still very angry.

"It seems to be somewhat related."

"What is the relationship?" For a moment, the eyes of the three people fell on Meng He's face.

Meng He sighed softly, "This matter has to start from the matter of studying abroad two years ago. Liguo, weren't you the last one admitted?"