When a person is seventeen or eighteen years old, at the age of the second year of middle school, he will always shout that my fate is up to me, and then when he is twenty-seven or eight years old, he will cry bitterly and beg God to let him go.
Chen Rui is already in his early thirties, and has already passed the second year of middle school. He usually looks quite stable, but when he talks about ideals and plans, the second year of middle school will come to his face.
Enthusiasm - I usually ask some questions and will answer them patiently and in detail.
Secondary 2—That ideal can be said to be unrealistic, but I am still working hard.
Generous—in addition to the company's benefits, he often treats guests to dinner and afternoon tea.
Gentle - usually a cheerful look, never seen him get angry.
The key is that there are few things to do, and if you have anything to say, you can finish it in a few words, unlike other company bosses who chatter for an hour or two in meetings.
For such an enthusiastic and kind boss, Qin Guanglin thought he couldn't help but watch him being stabbed in the back by someone from the company.
Even if that person is his college classmate, a close friend who has known him for six years.
How did you come across this mess? It's just that I want to go to work well... Qin Guanglin lay on the table thinking about it, and before he knew it, his lunch break was over, and he didn't fall asleep from the beginning to the end.
"Boss, that ugly mountain... Do you think it's better next week or the next week? How about camping and farmhouse?"
Jiang Lingling is a very qualified assistant. She started to perform the tasks assigned to her by Chen Rui and collect opinions as soon as she got to work.
"I still don't know if I will participate or not. I will give you an answer tomorrow."
He had to go back and ask Teacher He for his opinion. If He might not want to go, he didn't bother to participate.
"Eat, drink and play at public expense, why don't you participate?" Jiang Lingling was puzzled, and then remembered that she hadn't seen him last time, "Did you join the job when you went to Luobei last time?"
"I did, but I didn't go." Qin Guanglin shook his head, paused and added, "I want to accompany my girlfriend on weekends."
Having a girlfriend has to be emphasized from time to time, there is no harm anyway.
"Boss, is your girlfriend so clingy?"
"yes."
"What does she do? Is it also on weekends?" Jiang Lingling sat on the side and inquired.
"Well... a teacher."
Qin Guanglin thought about it for a while and felt that it was not good to be unemployed, so he simply recruited Mr. He in advance. Anyway, being his own teacher is also a teacher.
"Wow, no wonder it looks so temperamental."
Jiang Lingling blinked her eyes, stopped collecting opinions, and began to gossip here, "Boss, you have refused my treats several times to thank you. Is it because you are afraid that your girlfriend will be jealous? She won't be so narrow-minded, right?"
"No, it's because I'm going back to cook." Qin Guanglin shook his head, Mr. He didn't know it because he was careless, anyway, just avoid all the dinners of the opposite sex that can be avoided.
It saves time and trouble, and there is no use for meaningless social fart.
"You still want to cook for her?!" Jiang Lingling was startled.
"Occasionally."
"I'm so envious, boss, your girlfriend must be very happy, right?"
"What's there to envy?"
"Why can't I meet a man who dotes on his girlfriend so much?" Jiang Lingling sighed.
"It depends on fate, as well as luck. In fact, I am even luckier to meet her." Qin Guanglin waved his hand, "You don't know how good she is. She cooks deliciously, sings beautifully, and she is with me. Running..." Seeing that Jiang Lingling's smile was a little stiff, his words gradually stopped, and he said again: "Well... you will meet the right one sooner or later, come on."
"Oh, I wish I could meet the boss sooner." She drooped her eyebrows and sighed again.
"Why did you meet me?"
Qin Guanglin was surprised, "I don't like your type."
This guy really has plans for him... Knowing that he has a girlfriend, he is so blatant.
"..." Jiang Lingling held back for a moment, "Then what type do you like, big brother?"
"Teacher." Qin Guanglin pondered for a moment, then added: "Graduated from the Department of Literature, Los Angeles University."
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After a brief exchange in the afternoon, Qin Guanglin was not disturbed any more until he got off work. He finished his drawing with peace of mind. The story of the whole booklet was successfully drawn, and only the coloring work remained. As long as the coloring was completed, he could hand in Publish it to the company.
"Hey, are you so early today?" He looked up and saw Sun Wen hurrying out with his bag, a little surprised.
"I have something to do today, let's go first." Sun Wen raised his hand in greeting, walked out of the company with long legs, and disappeared outside the door in a blink of an eye.
Qin Guanglin shrugged, packed his things in a hurry, and called Qin's mother to tell her not to go back for dinner tonight, while walking outside.
After taking the bus back home, he walked a few steps to He Wu's residence. He Wu had already tied up his hair and put on an apron, ready to cook for himself.
"Take it off." Qin Guanglin went over and gave her a big hug first, slapped her left and right cheeks, and stretched out his hand to pull her behind, and the apron was ripped off, "Go out to eat tonight."
Fortunately, it was not too late, otherwise she would have been cooking.
"Where are you going?" He Wei lingered in his arms, and asked with a smile, "What's the good thing? Why did you go out to eat suddenly?"
"I won the lottery, three thousand yuan."
Qin Guanglin triumphantly pushed her to the bedroom, "Hurry up and change clothes, I found a very good place to eat grilled fish, do you like it?"
"What prize did you win? Go out and follow in." He might as well push him out of the bedroom and close the door, and asked while picking up his clothes, "Did you buy a lottery ticket? Or what?"
"Don't you know how to do the math? You do the math." Qin Guanglin pretended to be behind the door.
"Forget it, say it quickly."
"I won a small prize for the painting I drew on the Dragon Boat Festival last time, and the prize has arrived today."
"Great, I said you have a future in painting, right? Hurry up and throw away that broken cartoon and concentrate on painting your traditional paintings."
"No delay, no delay on both sides."
Qin Guanglin leaned against the door and smiled, "Do you know what a genius is? It's right here."
"Hey, I've never seen anyone boasting about his genius."
"I was already a genius. The last time I saw the heroine of the Titanic, I had to face the heroine to draw it. I don't need to face it. I can draw it just by looking at it. Who is better?"
"Shameless! You really want to draw my... that, right?!"
"No, that's how I compare..."
Squeak.
After changing into a long light blue dress, He Wei opened the door and glared at him angrily, "I knew I wouldn't show it to you last night, but I just didn't have the good intentions to stop painting."
Those who engage in art are all a little bit wrong. They like to engage in nude art, who knows if he will suddenly have a seizure.
"I'll just give you an example, just like the one I gave you before, didn't you draw it without asking you to stand there?"
Qin Guanglin innocently pointed to the painting on the desk, which was given to her before dating, the one of sniffing flowers among the flowers, and then quickly changed the subject, "You look so good in this dress."
The authority that was finally opened, can't be closed by her again.
Why not look back at the painting on the desk, feel relieved, come out and pull the skirt around, "How beautiful is it?"
"It's only a little bit worse than when I didn't wear it."
"...the skin is tight again, isn't it?"
"Hahaha just kidding, don't do it."
(end of this chapter)