Mr. Orange

Gu Fei also gnawed through the stack of materials, and was also arrested for a meeting at two o'clock in the afternoon. This meeting was not completed until six o'clock.

It was not just a meeting, but several small meetings held one after another, the kind of monthly summary of various departments.Gu Fei also followed his father and the vice president throughout the whole process, and he still remembers how their vice president looked forward to the future with passion.

But the voice is a little louder, the saliva is flying a little bit, and the skills that can be driven for two hours in one hour are full.

After the meeting, Gu Fei's head was also pounding.

"The dinner will be held in the work group later, everyone. Don't forget." After the meeting, Weng Shiyuan helped organize the materials at the meeting site, and did not forget to tell everyone, "If you have a car and drive, you can take a taxi if you want to drink, and you will be reimbursed later. "

Gu Fei didn't intend to drink, so he drove two colleagues from the company to the dinner place.

The dinner party is not far away, 5 kilometers away from the company, and it takes only a few minutes to drive there. When I get off the car and walk to the lobby, someone has already arrived first.

A bunch of people greeted each other.

"Gu Feiye!" A beautiful girl came over with a smile. This is the little beauty from the planning department, named Song Tingting.

Song Tingting is also from R University. This year, she is a junior. She is 21 years old. Because her English is too good to speak and her German is also good, she made an exception and was recruited. She only works for half a day every day.

Some time ago, Gu Fei also asked her for a favor because of an email in German, and treated her to a meal afterwards, and since the two are alumni, the relationship is naturally a little closer than others.

"Sister Tingting, are you here?" Gu Fei also asked, "Have you found a seat yet?"

Song Tingting wore a ponytail and looked full of vitality: "I found it, and I found it for you too. Look, it's the third table over there."

Miss Sister is so kind, Gu Fei also smiled: "Thank you!"

Song Tingting also smiled: "No thanks, it's actually because you happen to be sitting next to me."

There are a lot of people in the company, and the names of employees are usually placed in front of each seat at dinner parties, and they are not divided according to department, they are randomly assigned. The only thing that is certain is that those who drink and those who do not drink will never be at the same table.

Dinners are usually just that procedure, the leader speaks, says a few words, and everyone raises their glasses together.

The dishes are good, the taste and presentation are very good, the only thing that upset Gu Feiye's appetite is that Luo Song, who was sitting two tables away, was baffled, and he only ate for less than half an hour, at least he turned his head towards Gu Feiye's side Watched it three times.

Gu Fei is also the kind of person who can immediately sense and find the source of the gaze when others look at him, not to mention that Luo Song is sitting in the direction that he can see when he looks up.

He hated the way Luo Song looked at him very much, and felt uncomfortable beyond words.

A series of recent incidents have made Gu Fei feel as if he has come to a big uncle. Sometimes he can't control his irritability when he is alone, not to mention the people he doesn't want to see are always dangling in front of his eyes.

When Luo Song looked over for the fourth time, Gu Fei suddenly wanted to hit him.

But is it possible?

No.

This seems very neurotic.

Gu Fei also didn't know why he rejected Luo Song so much, but this person touched his thunder point from head to toe.

He said to himself in his heart, you must hold back.

Don't explode.

If it doesn't work, spray some anti-rage spray.

Then Gu Fei suddenly recovered his memory, remembering that he sprayed Nie Xiqing with some good luck spray last night.

Let's talk about this matter, you can say that he is naive and idiot, but from another perspective, it can also be said that it is a person's secret little pleasure.

Gu Fei is indeed like this. Since childhood, he likes to spray himself with non-existent sprays in his heart - such as sprays for growing taller, becoming handsome, being a master of learning, and big red envelopes.

All kinds of sprays are available.

Having said that, it's cute for children to do these things, and it's okay for adults to do them in their hearts, but it's a bit embarrassing to bring others along...

Hey, I don't know if Nie Xiqing will regard herself as mentally retarded.

The amazing thing is that after thinking about Nie Xiqing, Gu Fei also suddenly felt that the irritability in his heart had dissipated a lot, and the feeling of being uncomfortable no matter what happened, even when Luo Song turned his head to look over again, he didn't have any thoughts The idea of ​​hitting someone.

Well, Nie Xiqing spray can cure neuropathy.

At this time, Nie Xiqing finished her day's signing and was on the car back to Ducheng with her studio.

Yesterday's one-day signing seems to be just a warm-up. Today, Saturday, the big troops really swarmed in. Nie Xiqing signed two pens and one hand. In addition, the Feng family and Wu Sizhou are not much better. At this moment All of them are staggering.

They chartered a car and hired a master driver. The car was a seven-seater commercial vehicle with a lot of space.

The Feng family hugged his little cat Mico and lay in the last row to sleep. Wu Sizhou wore a U-shaped pillow and fell asleep in the back seat of the driver's seat. Qi Yuanyuan sat in the co-pilot with his eyes closed and rested. Only Nie Xiqing kept his eyes open. , I don't know what I'm thinking.

When they arrived at Luejin Mansion, the group moved books, comics, and some snacks fed by fans to the studio. By the time everything was settled, it was already 08:30 in the evening.

At this point, usually it is considered early, but today several people are really exhausted, no matter their physical strength or energy, they are all exhausted at the moment.

The key is that I didn't eat dinner and I was hungry.

Don't you have snacks?Snacks don't matter if you are full.

Wu Sizhou said: "Let's go out for a meal together, keep it simple."

Nie Xiqing nodded after listening to the words: "Okay."

The four of them went downstairs to eat maocai. After eating, they made an agreement: In the next week, all the studios will be on vacation, and we will talk about work after a week.

When Nie Xiqing returned home, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Since yesterday, the weather has reached a new level of coldness, and the effect of the wind blowing on the legs is comparable to slowly cutting with a small knife.

Nie Xiqing is not afraid of the cold, but she can still feel it.

He turned on the air conditioner, turned on the humidifier, and when he was resting on the sofa, he suddenly remembered Gu Feiye who was afraid of the cold. In his memory, Gu Feiye was always shivering from the cold.

-Tomorrow will be colder than today, so wear more clothes.

-Your change of clothes is probably dry!I'll send it to you tomorrow!

The top one was sent by Nie Xiqing to Gu Feiye, and the bottom one was sent by Gu Feiye to Nie Xiqing almost at the same time. They were all about clothes at about the same time.

It can be considered a tacit understanding.

-Hahaha!real!silent!Deed!

Sure enough, Gu Feiye's WeChat quickly replied, emphasizing the tacit understanding.

Staring at the three words "hahaha", what Nie Xiqing remembered was not the laughing Gu Feiye, but the person in the izakaya staring at the glass in a daze that day.

How should I put it, Nie Xiqing felt that Gu Feiye was not happy these days.

His intuition told him that he should make an appointment with Gu Feiye.

- Do you have time all day tomorrow?

-Yes, I have!

- go out with me for a walk.

-Okay!

Nie Xiqing was fed countless snacks by fans today.Of course, in addition to delicious food, there are anti-human existences such as Laoshan Snake Grass Water.

He picked out all the delicious ones, and prepared to feed them to Gu Feiye tomorrow.

Thinking about it, I put that majestic Laoshan Snake Grass Water in it again.

Pack it up, pack it all up and take it all.

In fact, Nie Xiqing was right. At this moment, Gu Feiye is really not "hahaha" like his WeChat - he is sitting in the car parked on the side of the road, rolling down the window, and taking out a cigarette , staring at a small bungalow not far away.

There is no smile on his face.

Yes, he did it on purpose.

Parked the car on the side of the road, smoked a cigarette, and sent Nie Xiqing a WeChat message, hoping to calm down.