Weather for Saturday, December 8: Light rain
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In less than half a month, Yi Fan met no less than ten women, and naturally, they all ended in failure.
I lamented: Brother Lei, I beg you to be one. I work exhaustingly in the company every day, I am not allowed to rest on weekends, and I accompany you on blind dates every day. I'm going to die from overwork if this continues! I, I want to apply for work-related death allowance!
Yi Fan looked down upon me: Guan Xiaobei, you still have the nerve to say "death from overwork"? I'm so mad at you that I'll die from overwork. Why can't I go on a blind date? It’s not because you didn’t do your job well! If you find me a beautiful woman who will conquer the entire country and be the most beautiful woman in the world, won't everything be solved
I am angry: I am in ruins, my country is in ruins, I am ashamed of my flowers? ! I'm just a brothel madam, and I can't serve a picky customer like you.
Yi Fan sneered: Guan Xiaobei, I have strict plans in life. My plan for this year is to get married and have children by the end of the year. You see, it's still more than half a month away. You have delayed my life plan. This loss is irreparable.
I thought: Want to get married and have children at the same time? This is a bit difficult to do. Let me introduce you to Sister-in-law Zhang from the small restaurant at the entrance of the alley where I turn left. She is kind and capable. Even after her husband and son died, she was still eager to score twice. You two are willing to get married and have a wife and children without delaying any of your life plans.
Yi Fan threatened: As long as you talk nonsense, you can help me pick three girls. Don't forget, the last step of your stay pending investigation requires my signature.
I:…
I shut up and went to work.
Hum, if you can’t find a “cake”, I’ll make one for you, girl! I don’t believe I can’t make a cake that even your picky kids will praise! Oh, of course, if you really can't do it... I'll beat you to death for being such a picky kid until you say yes.
Naturally, the first step is to understand Yi Fan's taste.
I only had a glimpse of the woman who might be Yi Fan's ex-girlfriend. The impression this glance gave me was no more than discerning whether a cake is puff pastry or oil crust, whether it has sesame seeds or not. The rest needs to be explored in depth. As a new member of the company, I have never experienced the period of "Yi Fan with a woman and a normal mind", so I can only "ask advice" from my seniors.
"Dear sister elle, long time no see, have you been busy lately?" During lunch break, I resolutely abandoned Luoluo and went to elle. What makes her nice and easy to talk to is that the most important thing is that she has been lurking next to Yi Fan for so long.
"You are not busy," Elle smiled, "I heard that you are still going on a blind date with Mr. Yi on weekends?"
"Ah, how did you know?" Yi Fan's blind date is not a secret, but my blind date with Yi Fan is the secret.
"I just found out. Xiaobei, you are so easy to deceive. You always tell the truth when you deceive."
"In this case, Sister Elle, let me tell you straight. The president is very dissatisfied with the girls I helped him choose. So I think it is necessary to study the president's psychology, such as what kind of girls he has dated before, What kind of girlfriend have I had so that I can have a picture in my mind?"
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"I see," Elle bit her spoon and thought, "The president seems to have had a girlfriend before."
"Have you seen him? How old are he? Where is he from? What is his family background, education, and appearance?" I asked eagerly.
Elle looked at me funny: "It seems that you have been tortured a lot. I saw her once, when the company's buffet was about to end, she came to see Mr. Yi, and I happened to go over to deliver something and talked a few words. A word."
"The person..." Elle recalled, "I can only say that he is average. It is said that he also studied abroad, but I think it is definitely not a good school, because he doesn't speak English very well, and some words have an obvious accent. It doesn't look like he is She is young, she is said to be the same age as Mr. Yi, but I think she is older than Mr. Yi. Her personality... I can’t say, but Mr. Yi is very accommodating to her. I remember that at that time Mr. Yi said she wanted to go out for dinner, but she said she didn’t feel well and didn’t want to. When you go out, Mr. Yi immediately tells him to go back and do it."
"Yi Fan... Mr. Yi cooks?!" I have always doubted whether this man can distinguish cauliflower from cabbage!
"I thought so too at the time. But Mr. Yi looks like a seasoned husband cook."
Saying goodbye to elle, I made the first entry in my "cake" recipe.
Tip one: Average appearance, similar age, both have studied abroad experience, have slight Queen tendencies, can make Yi Fan... cook!
In the afternoon, I "ran into" Sister Wang from the Human Resources Department in the tea room. Sister Wang is about forty years old and has seniority in the company. Although she is a "sister", she looks tall and tall, has a carefree and bold personality, and is very manly. The key is that she is often responsible for some employee welfare and logistics work, and can be in contact with employees' families.
"Sister Wang, do you think there are many single young people in a company like ours?" I asked.
Sister Wang smiled and joked: "What? What do you think, little girl?"
"I look at them every day and don't know what kind of virtue they are? Mainly my friends. When they heard that I worked in AC, they asked me to help introduce my boyfriend. How can I introduce them?"
"We are busy with work and have no time for entertainment. There are many single people. If you can help solve the problem, just help. It kills two birds with one stone."
"That's right." I agreed, "I saw a gossip magazine a while ago that rated the top ten diamond kings, and I thought, if Mr. Yi doesn't have a girlfriend, he must be on the list."
"Yes, but it is not easy for Xiao Yi to have a successful career and a happy love at such a young age."
"Oh? What do you say? Sister Wang has met Mr. Yi's girlfriend?" I turned on my inner gossip radar at full speed, not letting go of any gossip.
"One time Xiao Yi had to go on an emergency business trip and the company was unmanned. I happened to know where he lived, so he asked me to pick up his luggage. When I knocked on the door, it was a girl who opened the door. She was young, twenty-five or six. She was 18 years old, petite, and spoke softly. She had no airs and was completely unlike other girls. She was so proud because she had a rich boyfriend. When I went there, she was cleaning up the room. Ask me politely what’s wrong.”
"Are you sure that's the mistress and not... the nanny?"
"Your little nanny kept saying, 'We Xiaoyi, please take care of us', 'We Xiaoyi, thanks to our friends for supporting me'? Before leaving, she insisted on driving me and brought me a box of biscuits baked by herself. Hey, it's the soul. I'm so dexterous, I've lived for more than 40 years and I can't even steam the steamed buns."
"Sister Wang, you don't have to feel inferior, I can't steam buns either."
Sister Wang glared at me and said, "I am no longer as promising as you! I am no longer poor, go to work!"
I said goodbye to her with a smile, and then wrote in my notebook:
tip two: Aged twenty-five or six, gentle and frail, likes to do housework, considerate and sensible.
After thinking about it, I added:
The update speed of the source is too slow, and it is not even clear that Yi Fan does not have a girlfriend, so the authenticity is reliable and the timeliness needs to be tested.
After get off work, I tried to intercept cars that could be used in the underground parking lot, and I bumped into King Kong.
"Manager, are you going home?" I asked.
"Well, pick up my wife."
"Ah, I'll go too!" It's easier for women to talk about women! I decided to talk about Yi Fan’s girlfriend through Mrs. King Kong’s mouth.
"Guan Xiaobei, why are you joining in the fun when I pick up my wife?" King Kong wondered.
"What I mean is... I'm on my way, please give me a lift, manager." Without waiting for King Kong's consent, I climbed into his car and shamelessly sat in the back waiting for him to drive.
"You know where I'm going." King Kong was depressed, but he was too embarrassed to rush me out of the car. "Then I have to pick up my wife first, she will get off work soon."
King Kong's wife is really a gentle and beautiful woman, with a slender figure, slender eyebrows, and a soft voice.
"This is Guan Xiaobei from our department, and this is my wife."
Mrs. King Kong gave me a gentle smile.
"The manager's wife is really beautiful and kind. No wonder our manager shows off to us when she has nothing to do."
"Where are you listening to his nonsense?" Mrs. Jin glared at King Kong angrily and said embarrassedly.
"I'm not talking nonsense! Look at the president, he is better than me in every way, right? He is younger than me and has a higher position than me, but there is one thing: his women cannot compare to mine!"
"Oh?! How do you say this?" I asked hurriedly. King Kong, you're so nice that you didn't need to use any pretense from me before you took the bait.
"Yi Fan's girlfriend is a total dominatrix. Last time I was in the mall, I saw them two, and they seemed to be arguing over something to buy. That woman scolded Yi Fan in the street. The dignified CEO of AC was scolded by her. He’s like a grandson, I’m embarrassed to say I know him!”
"Can't? Is there some misunderstanding? That woman is not a salesperson, right? Some salespersons have particularly bad attitudes." I defended. Yi Fan, who is very sinister and rogue, was scolded... This is one of the things I can't understand.
"Can't believe it? I couldn't believe it at the time, so I kept following them. When they left the mall, the woman grabbed the car keys and drove away. Yi Fan followed in a taxi. Haha, that guy is like a wife. Be strict with the prime minister."
"Tell Xiaobei this!" Mrs. Jin sounded reproachful.
"Okay, okay, let's not talk anymore. Madam won't let me talk. Hey, Guan Xiaobei, where are you going to get off? If you don't get off, I'll be home."
"Oh, right here, just stop here."
I got off the car, squatted on the side of the road with my notebook and wrote down:
tip three: fierce, domineering, uneducated, and not giving Yi Fan any face.
PS King Kong is very gossipy and wife-slave behind his back!
Then, I fell down four times and took a two-hour bus ride before rushing home from the suburbs.
Finally I stopped the little security guard downstairs. The little security guard greets and delivers every day, and is well-informed.
"The CEO's girlfriend? You mean your ex-girlfriend, right? We've met her before! Oh, I don't have much of an impression. I just remember she was pretty."
"Hey, if you want to find out about this, go and ask Manager Liu from the Finance Department. He knows everything about the president. He has probably counted the president's hair. The coat the president wore last time was yours. The one that was sold was the one he bought. Damn, I’ve never seen such a star-chasing person!"
Poof, I squirted milk tea all over the floor.
tip four: Extra number, extra number! Manager Liu of the Finance Department admires Yi Fan? ! This life is so joyful!
Finally, I took a stack of paper and wailed to Su: "There is no clue at all. Look, according to what everyone said, Yi Fan has at least three girlfriends with different shapes and personalities, but my intuition tells me that for That's all that matters to him."
Su sneered: "Humph, such a professional thing as psychological analysis is not something that a second-rate dealer like you can do."
I looked at Su with pitiful eyes.
"Sister never works in vain!"
I turned my pity into sorrow.
"It's okay to exchange things for money. Give me your money turtle!"
The golden turtle that Su was talking about was one I picked up from the pet market eight years ago. Now I don’t know who has said that the golden turtle has miraculous effects in preventing cancer and curing diseases, and the price has also skyrocketed.
"Good eyesight!" I praised.
"Stop talking nonsense, do you still want my help?!"
With tears in my eyes, I pried my precious turtle out from under the table leg: "You have to treat it well."
"Don't worry," Su waved his hand, "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"
"I want you to pretend to be your date and meet Yi Fan. I want you to thoroughly and thoroughly dig out every dark corner of Yi Fan's heart! I want the most secret, dark and corrupt secret about Yi Fan! I want to seize it. His weakness gives him a fatal blow!”
"Okay, for the sake of this turtle, I'll help you this time."
What do you mean by this... I am not as proud as a bastard
Over the weekend, I told Yi Fan that I wanted to bring him and my amiable and considerate cousin together, and tricked him into coming out to meet Su.
When it got dark, Su came back, threw a piece of paper in front of me, and went back to the house.
I picked it up and looked at it. There were only four strong and powerful characters on it: "The problem is big." So, I started to feel anxious again after being worried all day.
I took the piece of paper to find Su and wanted to hear her explain. Instead, I heard her talking on the phone with my soon-to-be brother-in-law who was far away across the ocean: "Luoyang, I just sent you a money turtle today. Yes, I heard that the stewed soup is very filling, even more filling than turtle, so don’t waste it. Xiaobei? Don’t worry about her, she is using it to line the table anyway. If it doesn’t work, I might as well buy her a turtle to play with.”