第七十二章鸟为食亡(1/8)

张小天似乎没有心情关注我的身体异常，坐在沙发上，摸起一颗烟抽起来，心事重重。我坐到他对面，也点燃一颗烟，抽起来。
                                                                                                                                                                张小天不说话，我也不说话，我们都沉默着抽烟。
                                                                                                                                                                “易克，你什么时候到李老板这边来干的？”终于，张小天先说话了。
                                                                                                                                                                “刚几天！”我说。
                                                                                                                                                                “为什么到这里来？这似乎不符合你的性格？”张小天看着我。
                                                                                                                                                                “我什么性格？我为什么不能来这里干呢？”我看着张小天。
                                                                                                                                                                “这里，不是适合你这样的人来的地方！你难道不明白？”张小天反问我。
                                                                                                                                                                “不适合我来，难道就适合你来？你和我不是一样的人吗？”我反问张小天。
                                                                                                                                                                张小天苦笑了下：“他给了你很多钱吧？”
                                                                                                                                                                我点点头：“月薪不低！”
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                          

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