Transmigrated as the Ex-Wife of a Heroic Man

"Have you heard? Vice President Zhou is broken in love." Someone said excitedly in the tone of sharing a secret.

"I heard, our dean said it himself just now."

"I've heard that too."

The people gathered together were discussing cheerfully in private. The atmosphere was even more lively than the New Year's Eve. It seemed that Vice President Zhou had lost his love. What a happy thing.

"Shall we be so happy?" It was obvious that someone had a conscience.

"Hey... not good, but very happy."

"Actually...I don't think so, but I...hahaha...I'm just happy from the bottom of my heart."

Having said that, everyone secretly looked at each other, and then laughed unkindly.

It's no wonder that everyone is so gloating, it's because the attitude shown by Vice President Zhou before is too provoking to hate. Everyone likes him, but this doesn't stop everyone from hating him! In the past and even now, there are many girls in the unit who have a crush on Vice President Zhou.

I don't even know how many people worship.

But no one dared to confess.

Because everyone who dared to confess was expelled by Vice President Zhou. Since then, no one dared to confess. Those who really couldn't control their admiration only secretly liked it in private. Sometimes Vice President Zhou is too hated, and one day one day Vice President Zhou will fall into the hands of some woman.

Also let him taste the feeling of being abandoned.

Look, isn't retribution coming now?

Zhou Hengguang noticed that the atmosphere was not right when he walked into the hall. Looking around, everyone dared not look at him, which proved to be a guilty conscience.

This made Zhou Hengguang frowned in dissatisfaction, and walked upstairs to his office with firm steps in the increasingly weird atmosphere. Meeting the dean in the corridor, the old professor looked at Zhou Hengguang sympathetically, and patted him on the shoulder earnestly to persuade him: "Don't be sad, it's not worth it! The world is not worth it! You are so good, you deserve better."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand chicly and left with a big teacup.

Zhou Hengguang was puzzled, and the bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

The corridor of the design institute is very long, and there are mostly reference rooms on both sides, and there are offices and reception rooms of important departments around the corner. Along the way, Zhou Hengguang met many colleagues and several seniors of his own. These people smiled sympathetically when they saw him.

Some will even say some words of persuasion.

If you don't know, it sounds like Zhou Hengguang is not lovelorn, but terminally ill.

Finally, when he walked to the door of his office, Zhou Hengguang met the dean again.

This old guy deliberately found an opportunity to get in front of him, obviously to see his own jokes, otherwise he wouldn't need to walk up and down the corridor. It seems to be leisurely, but there is nothing to do.

Everyone is so busy, no one is idle.

Today's design institutes are too idle.

Zhou Hengguang grabbed the old dean's arm, "Tell me, what is it? If you don't say anything, everyone won't have to go home for the Lantern Festival tomorrow."

The old dean shook, knowing that he had played too much and offended this little brat.

"Hehe..." The old dean smiled and continued to persuade: "Hengguang! We know that you are broken in love, and we are afraid that you will not let it go, so we come to persuade you and comfort you. The country needs talents like you, so you must not Can't think about it!"

"Me? Lovelorn?" Zhou Hengguang never thought that such a weird atmosphere in the Design Institute was actually spreading the news of his broken love.

"Yes! Zou Yi said it himself."

At this time, the door of the office suddenly opened, and Zou Yi had a look of grievance and despair, "I didn't, he was talking nonsense, I really didn't."

"Why didn't you?" The old dean looked unhappy, "It's clearly what you said."

"I really didn't say it." Zou Yi couldn't understand how things turned out like this.

However, at this time, Zhou Hengguang waved his hand and didn't care.