He Is Warmer Than Time

After Zhou Nan returned to the dormitory, he picked up the iodophor and gauze in the drawer, then looked up at the door to make sure that the door was locked, and then took off his T-shirt and gently opened the gauze that was attached to him. She hissed softly, the wound didn't hurt so much, but once it was opened, the pain still made her gasp.

In fact, it is indeed inconvenient for her to deal with the wound by herself. She can only look at the mirror when she looks down, but the mirror is opposite to herself. When applying the medicine with a cotton swab, it is always easy to poke elsewhere. go with.

Finally, after the medicine was applied, she cut two more pieces of gauze on the wound, wrapped it around her shoulders and armpits, and finally used her mouth to tie the knot intact.

Because she took off her T-shirt and stood in front of the mirror, after doing all this, her eyes fell instinctively to her chest.

Normally, she would never take off her clothes and stand in front of a mirror to look at herself, but now, she can't move.

She stretched out her hand and touched it lightly, the strap was tied very tightly, so tight that it hurts a bit, but only by binding it like this and putting on a large T-shirt can she hide her secret.

Over the years, she has no extra hope for those beautiful little skirts. She has been raised as a boy since she was a child. Her thoughts and aesthetics are already boyish.

She dared not look at herself in the mirror again, hurried back to the bed and put on a T-shirt.

Is there a day when she is strong enough to resist her father?

At least, let her choose to live the life she wants to live.

Think about it first.

On the weekend again, Zhou Nan plans to go home as usual. Zhou's family and Xie Rong are discussing with Zhou Zhihai about getting Zhou Ying into the company.

Zhou Ying is one year younger than Zhou Nan, but she went to school early, so she has graduated like Zhou Nan.

What Zhou Zhihai meant was to enter the marketing department and let her start from the position of group leader, because the small cadres at the grassroots level have to deal with it, so they can learn more.

But Zhou Ying did not want to. She felt that she was the daughter of the group. How could she start from the group leader? When it comes to her celebrity friends, it is so shameless. She wants to start directly from the director.

Zhou Zhihai only felt a terrible headache: "Do you know what the director is going to do? You have to start with the director."

Xie Rong said roundly, "Oh, she won't, just let her learn. Your other two daughters are not interested in your company. Zhou Nan is in the army again, so she won’t be able to help for a while. You’re busy, now I can only ask Xiaoying Advanced Company to help you. If Zhou Nan inherits the company someday, Xiaoying can help him if he learns well."

Zhou Zhihai pressed his temple: "The more you want to learn, the more you have to start from the grassroots."

Zhou Ying pouted slightly: "Dad, I don't want to be a team leader. I am studying business management. I am going to be a team leader. Isn't it a stubborn talent?"

Zhou Zhihai had a headache. Zhou Nan’s two sisters hardly joined the family because he divorced their mother. Zhou Nan was raised as a boy again, so the only daughter he could hurt was this little one. She was so coquettish, he really had no choice but to take her.

"Become the manager of the marketing department. There are a lot of things to learn there. Starting from the manager is the best choice. No bargaining is allowed, otherwise, start with the lowest-level team members."