I have only heard of black tea in the workplace, but never blue tea." Su Qingyu took the teacup and felt it was too hot.
Or should I just run away while pouring the tea
"Go pour some tea." Dad said in a bad tone.
"OK."
Su Qingyu left with the teacup. She went into the bathroom, threw the cup into the toilet, fished it out and rinsed it in the sink, then went back with the empty cup.
Build up a good mood at the door.
He opened the door and put on a bitter face.
"My respected leader, when I was pouring tea for you just now, I suddenly had to go to the bathroom, so I took the cup into the bathroom.
The design of the group's women's restroom is unreasonable. There is no small table to put things in the toilet. I accidentally dropped your teacup into the toilet.
Don't worry, I have washed it clean now, and I guarantee there will be no smell at all.
I came back just to ask, do you still want to drink this tea?"
Su Qingyu's eyes were full of guilt, her brows were slightly furrowed, her hands were clenched together, the corners of her mouth drooped, and her words were full of regret and repentance.
"You soiled my cup." Dad's tone was calm and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry.
"I didn't mean to do that." Su Qingyu handed the cup forward, "I promise, there's not much shit in the cup. If you don't believe me, smell it. There's no stink at all."
“Ka-ka-ka… Ka-ka-ka.”
"Dad, I'm a leader, why are you stuck? Don't be angry, I'll help you sort it out. You know how I became a researcher. Isn't it because of your and mom's reputation that I got to this position
I have been so reckless all the time. Dad, please bear more of your daughter. In the evening, I will massage your shoulders, how about that? "Su Qingyu hugged her father's arm, with a bright smile on her face and eyes full of admiration for her father.
She is playing the role of a good daughter.
Because of her role as the good daughter, who was sweet-talking and knew how to win the heart of her old father, her father's originally stiff face was once again filled with a not-so-harmonious smile.
He no longer mentioned pouring water.
Zhuang Xiaodie said in that letter that there are many people in this world who love her.
From the conflict between Zhuang's father and his neighbor, it can be seen that Su Qingyu's parents are protecting her.
So, Su Qingyu came up with such a dirty trick to make a joke and get through this hurdle.
After Wu Qiu was sent to the infirmary, he never came out again.
When Su Qingyu went to the infirmary and saw him, he was already lying on a stretcher, covered with a white cloth.
The cause of death was wound infection.
If Yu Bo hadn't hit him with a hammer, he wouldn't have died so quickly.
Having lost his assistant, Su Qingyu had to handle the daytime work on her own.
Su Qingyu pushed the body parts in the laboratory to the basement, then cleaned the laboratory, put all the props back in place, and finally picked up the bucket and threw raw meat into the iron door of the experimental body.
There were sobbing sounds coming from behind the iron gate.
Su Qingyu put his ear against the door to listen to the sound inside.
It sounded like there was a child crying inside.
[Venice Group] Day 7 of the work rules of the Emotional Neurology Department.
[What you are doing is animal experiments, please do not have any extra feelings for the experimental subjects. ]