Wu Xie, see you!

Damn it!

After finally concentrating on writing something, my attention began to get out of control.This person who suffered a thousand knives suddenly came up and left in the middle of the night... What is the place "comes like the wind, goes like the wind"?It's like a stuffy oil bottle!I slammed my head on the table, with my arms hanging down, and I was paralyzed there, completely vented, and accidentally knocked off the chopsticks on the bowl.The two crisp landing sounds were like a magical switch, making me suddenly realize that I was actually tired and sleepy...

But I couldn't rest yet. I straightened up with difficulty, rubbed my hair, stared at the PPT in an attempt to regain my senses, but found that my thoughts were not only broken but also confused.Washing the face and smoking have little effect, and the fatigue is still overwhelming, and people keep yawning.

Sure enough, I'm still too tired today.I held on and flipped through the PPT again, roughly filling in the content of each page, and marking the thoughts on the unfilled pages.Anyway, there is still some data support. Even if I stay up all night, I can’t finish it today. I can’t go too late in the morning. I have to check the online advertisements early in the morning, so I’d better go to sleep and write the details when I have the energy.

Even so, it was nearly four in the morning when I went to bed.In the end, I was like a slut, obviously very sleepy, but I started to toss and turn the pancakes again, and couldn't fall asleep.Probably because the body is very tired, but the brain still can't process the large amount of information today, and can't stop in the inertia.In the end, I flipped through the pages, and at some point, I suddenly lost consciousness. When the alarm clock went off at 08:30, I didn't think about it at all, and slept very badly for several hours, full of fragmented dreams.Instead of resting, he became more tired, his eyes were dry and painful, and the corners of his mouth were full of blisters.

When I arrived at the company, I didn't even bother to buy coffee. I floated into the office in a half-human, turned on the computer, and squinted on the table for a while.When the fat man came, he grabbed me, and when I looked up, he was startled.The corners of his mouth twitched tenderly, and he ran downstairs to buy me a large cup of caramel macchiato and a piece of cake, and he generously took over the job of checking advertisements and making screen copy reports, which made me almost Wanted to hug his thigh and cried and agreed with him.

Don't worry about trivial things, you should be able to just do this case with peace of mind today.After Aning came, he roughly flipped through the half-finished PPT, which gave me affirmative encouragement.Being able to get positive reviews is quite useful for me who is not sure about it.

Not long after, when I put my chin on the lid of the coffee cup, supported my heavy head, squinted my eyes and waited for the software to run the data, I heard the voice of black glasses greeting the little girl at the front desk behind me.I didn't bother to look back, but I could hear footsteps in my ears.The footsteps stopped beside me, and I was still too lazy to raise my head, so I only squinted at him, only to see him grinning while holding his mobile phone, and then the mobile phone made a "click".

I sat up straight at once, widened my eyes and stretched out my arms: "Can't take pictures! Delete it soon!"

He stuffed the phone into his pocket, and made two "clucks": "It's a once-in-a-century spectacle that the little third master who is known as SuperWu can have such a decadent style, and he must take a picture as a souvenir." After he finished speaking, he turned his head and left.

I got up and ran after him, stood beside him, and reached out to him.He looked up at me, smiled cheaply and patted my hand. "Giveyoufive!" Then he sternly said, "Hurry up and go back to work!"

"..."

The fat man said "haha" twice in his seat, followed by booing: "I will pass a card to the fat man! Hang it on the door to ward off evil spirits!"

I turned around and gave a middle finger.

The black glasses raised his chin towards the fat man. "Okay - whoever wants to get a share!" He yelled seriously while taking something out of his bag, "Look at it and take a look! The innocent young master, wake up Brain exorcism and evil spirits are definitely a must-have product for you to kill and steal goods when you travel at home, you will not suffer if you look at it, and you will not be fooled if you take it away, don’t miss it when you pass by!"

"..." I found that he was quite self-satisfied!That means I don't have enough energy right now, otherwise... otherwise it's nothing... Laughter came from around, and some girls who couldn't hold back their curiosity gradually gathered around, passing around the mobile phone with black glasses, even Ah Ning and the next door Sister May from the group squeezed over to join in the fun.The lifeless atmosphere suddenly became active, and my state of being unable to wake up improved a lot.

The female colleagues are short, so I don't have to grab them, just stick my head in.I was relieved when I saw that the photo was not too image-destroying, I cleared my throat, and stuck my head between them and said, "You are handsome! You are cute! Do you like it? Go print it out, I will provide free Signature service, only for this day, the number of places is limited, first come first served!"

It was originally a joke, so everyone naturally took it as a joke, and besides Aning and Fatty, no one really wanted this photo.But you know what it is that leaves me speechless?What makes me speechless is that when I was struggling with English, he actually took a marker pen and a printed photo to ask me to sign it, ah, damn it!How I want to sign directly on Ya's face!

Almost every day, as soon as my MSN is online, people from the website will greet me, chat with me, or ask if there is any new case to be done. Today, in order to prevent this from happening, I directly put the status on busy and signed It wrote "Don't Disturb If You're Busy" in it, and it was much quieter.

Near noon, the fat man suddenly patted me and said he had something to tell me, let me watch MSN.I don't want to stop. After all, some things need to be coherent. If you have to work hard, you will be very irritable when you are interrupted. In addition, time is tight, and I get angry again, and I am very angry.

"If you have something to say, just say that I can't hear it." Mingming sat next to each other...

"Just watch it if you tell me, there's so much nonsense!"

I rolled my eyes and looked back at him, and immediately opened my eyes wide and looked back at him: "Why..." But before I finished speaking, the fat man patted the back of my head as if he was always ready, "It's all said Keep a low profile and you still say, why do you eat my MSN!"

Black Glasses wants to treat our three-person team to dinner!He also said that he should keep a low profile because none of the people in their group called out.He told Fatty and Aning on MSN, and Heiglass and I haven't made friends with each other, so Fatty came to inform me.

I quickly changed to MSN typing.

"Why only us?"

"I reckon Fat Lord, he means that the three of us should be busy with this event soon, and encourage us in advance."

Are you busy now?and……

"I used to be busy a lot, so it's not like I never invited them."

"Aren't you too obvious about your appearance this time! I'll let you get rid of the fire! The leader occasionally cares about his subordinates, and it's over for you to be grateful. Why do you have so many things! If you eat, you will eat!"

"Oh... then what to eat?"

"I don't know. He said that he would think about it and tell us after making a decision."

It's not that I have too many things, I always feel that something is weird.It can't be... I opened the MSN group and looked at Zhang Qiling in a nervous way, and he was online, quietly... Seems like I'm thinking too much?I stared at his profile picture, so quiet, HYF's LOGO looked dull because of him, so I secretly decided to call him "Poor Oil Bottle" from now on.

Actually, I don't want to eat lunch at all.The lack of appetite is one aspect, but the main reason is that I was trying to keep my energy up, and I was afraid that my head would lack oxygen after eating, and I would be sleepy in the afternoon.I have had this kind of experience, and it is almost worse than death, but this matter really cannot be pushed away, alas.

When it was approaching the lunch break, the conclusion was reached. Black Glasses wanted to treat us to roast duck. The restaurant across the street is relatively high-end and very famous... So, he was serious!Still bleeding!But eating this kind of thing is not to make me angry, it is completely catering to his own taste and pretense...

Black Glasses went alone first, and we had already finished ordering.While waiting for the dishes to be served, he yawned a few times, and the infection caused the rest of us to yawn too.This thing is getting more and more contagious, I can't help it, one after another.And I was so sleepy that I almost collapsed.In the end, the fat man couldn't take it anymore and asked, "I said, why are you so sleepy? Didn't you leave at seven o'clock yesterday?"

I stopped yawning and pricked up my ears to listen.The black glasses yawned again, before replying: "I had something to do last night, my buddy who came to Beijing was going back to see him off, and it was past two o'clock when I got home, and I got up early again... I didn't get enough sleep. " Another yawn.

I breathed a sigh of relief.Look, Wu Xie, don't think too much, didn't this really happen yesterday?Or the two of them together.I really didn't come to see you on purpose.However, after I was relieved, I felt weird in my heart, and I couldn't tell what it felt like...

In fact, there was nothing to talk about during the meal. The topics were all about "what's wrong with which company's so-and-so" and other gossip in the industry.I finally had enough food and drink, oh yes, because I got angry, they didn’t let me eat more meat or soup, they only allowed me to eat vegetables.It was after the few of them had eaten and drank enough that the black glasses went to pay the bill.When I came back, I held an invoice in my hand and shook it, feeling very happy.In fact, this restaurant is not expensive just ordering roast duck, but if you order other dishes... this meal will definitely not be cheap, so... what's so good about him?

The fat man glanced at the invoice and asked, "Hey, give it to me, Brother Blind, the reimbursement for overtime meals this month hasn't come yet."

After hearing this, the black glasses handed over the invoice decisively, but quickly took it back when the fat man reached out to take it, and said with a mean smile: "No, hehe, I want to use it too."

"Kang Muang! Don't be so stingy! You usually go out to eat and drink, and you can't use up all the invoices, and you don't need this one. Fatty, I only need this one!"

"I'll give you a few later and you can do nothing else, but this one won't work."

Why can't this one work?We are confused with the fat man.

The black glasses giggled twice: "Really, I didn't tease you, and you can't use it if you give it to you. If you don't believe me, take a look."

We all leaned over to have a look, and the fat man saw it first, and asked with his eyes wide open, "How do you get rid of someone?" Then he looked at him with a "too bad" expression and asked for help.

Holding a toothpick in the black glasses, he put on an inscrutable face: "I don't ask the company for reimbursement, so it's troublesome to open a company name."

"..." It was really weird.Is it possible to find a... oh boring oil bottle for reimbursement?Didn't expect this stuffy oil bottle to let him eat and drink?I have always believed that with their style of acting and their high salaries, although it is not too calculating and completely AA system, it should be the kind of life where you spend yours and I spend mine without interfering with each other. Reasonable.Pokerfing doesn’t usually go out and rarely eats outside, so the little housing allowance saved is not enough to make black glasses outside alone?I'm really at a loss.

Damn, why the hell am I worrying about this!It's none of my business what other people live... The old saying goes, a thousand dollars is not enough for him to be happy, one is willing to fight and another is willing to suffer.I smacked my lips, and said to myself that I want to learn from the fat man, just follow along and just be grateful.

It really wasn't that simple.It took me a long time to learn the truth, and I was quite speechless.

In fact, Pokerfing doesn't care how Black Glasses lives, let alone reimburse him for meals.It is said that the black glasses just took a photo of me on the spur of the moment, and then he suddenly thought of a bad idea. He was afraid that one photo would not be enough, so he asked me to sign another autograph, trying to use it as a bargaining chip when the negotiation did not go well.And his bad idea is to borrow me to blackmail you for a meal!

That night, he showed Poker Fing the photos on his phone as evidence, and it was only then that Poker Fing found out that I was on fire.The theory of the black glasses is: I was tired and anxious because of the case of Poker Face, so he comforted me first and invited me to eat this meal, so this meal should be boring. The oil bottle is reimbursed.But Boyouping is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He glanced at the name of the restaurant on the invoice and knew that he was trying to take advantage of the opportunity. He just replied lightly, "It's right to care about your subordinates", and then ignored him and took out his signature According to the person chasing after him to be reimbursed.

Although they refused to say what happened afterwards, the autographed photos and the like ended up in the hands of Poker Bottle.I guess it's probably because Poker Fever was really not interested. Slowly, the black glasses lost interest. After all, what does he want my photo for? It's really sticking to the bedside to ward off evil spirits?Can you sleep?So I can only say that the black glasses did nothing this time, and I really had a good meal, thank you.

It's cool to eat for a while, and after finishing the crematorium... When I finished lunch and went back to sleepy Chengxiang, I really wanted to go to the rooftop, and I made up my mind that I would just stay up all night and never eat at noon again.That whole afternoon was a history of blood and tears in my struggle against drowsiness.When it was time to get off work, I didn't hesitate, and went home with my bag on time. When I entered the house, I threw the bag away and fell asleep on the bed.

The alarm clock at 9 o'clock didn't wake me up, it should be said that I don't remember whether the alarm clock went off or not.When I opened my eyes, the room was pitch black, and my whole body shivered, and I was completely awake in an instant. I woke up with a fright, and thought I was asleep until what time.Fortunately...it's not even 10 o'clock.

After taking a shower, I was completely refreshed. While I was in good spirits, I quickly sat down at the computer desk, turned on the laptop, turned it on, entered the password, entered the system, opened QQ, and opened MSN. No need to think about it... I paused when I pressed "login" in my hand, and shook my head.I suddenly realized that I was able to open MSN so smoothly at home. When did it start?

There weren't many people online anymore, and there were only three or four people in the colleagues group, after all, it was almost 11 o'clock.In the customer group, Poker Bottle is also black.Except for working hours, it seems that his online status has been very irregular.Both he and the black glasses belong to people I don't understand.

I withdrew my thoughts and flipped through the PPT from beginning to end. There were only a few pages that had not been filled in. After solving these pages, I could refine them again.On one of the pages, I plan to post the renderings of the competition, and use Weibo screenshots as an intuitive example. I have already thought about the "competition" photo, and I will use the one I took in Sanlitun yesterday.

After importing the photos into the computer, I took a closer look.In fact, the advertisement on the screen of the building can only be regarded as the background. The children chasing and playing in the fountain on the open ground are the focus.The commercials played on the screen are just fixed at the frame with the most colorful and jumping images.This shot was a stroke of luck.

I thought about it, when I saw Poker Bottle’s advertisement, it was like seeing my own child. The feeling was amazing, and I still remember it vividly.Such a great commercial, such a great child... children, children... As I muttered, a sentence came to my mind: All the children of God are dancing.So, I decided to use it as the name of this photo.

Children are energetic and imaginative, and they are the most energetic and carefree group.Our target group for this event is young people. Sanlitun is a gathering place for trendy people. A few trendy young people were randomly caught in the photos. Some passed by and looked back at the direction of the fountain, and some looked up at the big advertisement. screen.So I’m not boasting, I really think this photo has a lot of meaning, it’s the feeling of “whether you are 90, 80, or 70, as long as you want, you can always get back to the innocent and happy self you used to be”.

I used PS to put the photo P onto the screenshot, and changed the content of Weibo into the standard format of the activity Slogan and the name of the photo: #今天使地Playful##神的儿童在舞舞# Shooting location: Sanlitun @Playful is by your side @张三@李四@王五 The effect of the sample picture is not bad, I couldn't help grinning, but the fire bag at the corner of my mouth was pulled... Damn.

Refine the English details again and you're done! When all the PPTs were finished, I was completely relieved, and the Changbai Mountain that weighed on my heart was also relieved a lot.I glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer, and it was past two o'clock!I don’t think it’s been that long. Could it be that I’m too involved?It looks like what the black glasses said: youth, that is toilet paper... I took off my glasses, stretched my neck and shoulders, and decided to smoke a cigarette for a while.

"Deng", the sound of login came from MSN.

I flicked the cigarette case I just got in my hand and ran back to the computer desk. I bent down and looked, and it was really a stuffy bottle again.I didn't know what was wrong with me, so I clicked on him as soon as my brain got hot, typed two words quickly, and pressed send quickly.

"stop"

However, after posting it... it was Sparta, and I wanted to slap myself a few times.What am I doing? !Stand by your sister, help me, is there a drawer for me to drill through, let me go back to just now, knock out the guilty me, and start over again.Now this me who has done stupid things, without a time machine, has started to have arrhythmia.There is no way but to stand still.I stared at the dialog box, thinking silently: You can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see me... Go down, go down, go down...

Poker bottle didn't respond, and of course he didn't "go down", he really "stopped" there.I almost thought that time had stopped, so I held my breath and waited for a while.Finally, the state of "the other party is typing..." appeared, disappeared, appeared again, and disappeared again...

Seeing him successfully smothered by me, I kind of want to laugh... No, no, I feel like I'm a bit of a bully.Thinking about it carefully, if I was called out like that, I would probably be stunned, right?I can ask "why" when I'm exhausted, but this "why" doesn't match Poker Ping too.But anyway, he started typing, and time finally flowed again.

I held back my laughter, sat down, exhaled, and said to myself that I still have to break the deadlock.I called him to stop, because I wanted to know what he was doing when he went down again and again in the middle of the night these two days.But there is another premonition that tells me that it is best not to ask this question.Just when I deleted all the typed words and succeeded in suffocating, the state of "the other party is typing..." appeared again.

"You haven't slept yet."

Liberated!Wait, what's wrong?Poker Bottle uses a period, which is to state the fact "I haven't slept yet", rather than "You haven't slept yet?" or "Why haven't you slept yet?" Such questions are often used as opening remarks.

Something flashed in my head, and behind me was the laughter of the children, the sound of breathing and the phrase "don't sleep too late" on the receiver.Could it be... no!Certainly not!Don't be too sentimental... Didn't the fat man also say that the leader occasionally cares about his subordinates, and the gratitude is over, why are there so many things.

I was in a tangle when MSN rang again.

"Finished?"

I seem to be... relieved.

"Well, I just finished it. I'll look at the details later. If there is no accident, I can send it to Jason on time."

"how much longer?"

how much longer?How long will it take to send Jason?I don't know, it depends on whether it needs to be changed or not.And since Jason gave the deadline, they probably wouldn't ask for it in advance.So, Boyouping should be asking me, how long will it take to see the details?

"It shouldn't take too long, just to see where the expression needs to be improved."

"Well, look, I'm off."

What do you mean?Halfway through, I'm going to flash back again!Up and down is... I really still care a little bit.

"Bro"

"Um"

But I stopped him, and I found that I couldn't ask any questions at all.And I can’t ask, “What are you doing when you come and go at night?” People’s MSN, you can log in whenever you want, and you can log off when you want. Are you asking nonsense? How annoying! "Don't go to bed too late" is just caring, so there are so many things!Thinking about it, I quickly changed the subject, trying to appear natural and not blunt.

"Why are you still up so late, go to bed early."

"I just came up to take a look and then fell asleep."

"..." Why don't you stop him and come up to see what?I'm more concerned now, okay?I rubbed my face, and said to myself that I can't go on any longer, and I must end the conversation quickly.

"Good night, little brother."

"Good night."

everything is wrong...

I was afraid that if I got up late in the morning and it would be too late, I would send the PPT to Fatty and Aning by private email after finishing it, so that they could see it as soon as they arrived at the company and go through it first.So I didn't have to worry about it, and I really got up late... I still need to check the advertisements, but don't make any mistakes.The employees on the website go to work earlier than us, and the advertising time is generally around 9 o'clock.I hurried and hurried, but I still couldn't get to the company before 10 o'clock.

Fatty and Aning were not there, and I didn't care whether they were watching my case in the conference room, I was only anxious to settle the matter at hand.Throwing the backpack on the ground, I directly pressed the power button, anxiously waiting for the computer to start slowly, and then quickly opened the webpage and PPT, intending to check the advertisement and make a screen copy report at the same time.Meanwhile, from the corner of my eye, I saw a few people surrounded by the black glasses.The attention was not on his side, I just heard some words like "it's delicious", "it's full of sand", "I didn't expect you to have this skill" intermittently.

But the black glasses suddenly opened his mouth, and said in a low voice: "Of course! It's delicious, right? I won't give it up if it's delicious, hehe!" This is the first complete sentence I heard, because he said this sentence more than Usually the volume is slightly louder, and the sound is getting closer to me?

I was still practicing the division of labor between the eyes and ears, using one mind and two tasks, and the sound of "Dang" suddenly startled me.He seems to have put something on my table, the voice is quite heavy, doesn't sound very friendly?I followed the sound and saw a large stainless steel vacuum flask.

Confused, I looked up at him.

He actually put away the smirk and was unhappy: "Did you sleep late again yesterday?"

What's going on here?What's the meaning?Abnormal, don't I often go to bed late?Could it be that he saw him chatting with Poker Bottle at night?However, even if we saw it, didn't we say nothing, we were all talking about work...

"Why are you nervous?" The black glasses raised his eyebrows, and he finally grinned again.

Calm down, calm down, he knows that I won't go to bed too early when I'm writing a case, he just cares and asks. "No, I didn't wake up, my mind was a little dazed, and I didn't realize what you said. Last night, um, five...ah, I didn't sleep very late." It suddenly occurred to me that what I said to Poker Face was " It won't be long", "five o'clock" was about to be said, and Shengsheng quickly changed his words.

However, I really thought it wouldn't take long, but I didn't expect that it would take a lot of time to study English, and I didn't finish it until five o'clock.But who would have thought that after I took so much trouble to say so many words, he didn't care about my answer at all, instead he asked, "Where's your cup?"

"Cup?" The topic change was too jumpy, I really didn't react this time.

He looked at my desk, reached across my face, and reached for my mug: "Clean?"

"Should...should be clean... It's been useless for two days, why?"

"It's not clean, I'm not sick after drinking it." He laughed twice, unscrewed the thermos, poured something into the cup, and put it in front of me.

"what?"

"Anyway, you won't die if you drink it, just try it."

It’s a black cup. I can’t tell what the liquid is in it. I picked it up suspiciously and took a sip, and then... my eyes widened, and I felt refreshed at my grandma’s house in an instant. It was sweet and icy cold. "Mmm! Mmm!" I swallowed, "Mung bean soup!"

"Ah, is it delicious?"

I nodded.

"Then drink it all, and have another glass." The black glasses grinned and lifted his chin towards me.

"Then you're welcome, I'm so thirsty." I got up in a hurry and hurried on my way, and I haven't had a sip of water until now. This mung bean soup is really timely.I drank it all in one breath, and put the cup on his side with a smile, and then watched him pour it for me again.I didn't think much about it, so I blurted out, "Why do you suddenly think of bringing mung bean soup? It's not your style. You made it? It's delicious."

"Isn't it hot?" He handed me the cup again and coughed.

I took it and took a sip.

"Little Sanye, you think highly of me too. How could I know how to make such a thing? It was the dumb who gave it to me yesterday..." He twisted the bottle cap and said, coughing again, cleared his throat after coughing, and then Continued, "...I did it for you."

My hand holding the glass paused.It turned out to be made of stuffy oil bottles.Why didn't I think of it just now!If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't ask.

After the black glasses finished speaking, he frowned and squeezed his throat twice. "Tsk, look, my throat has been a little uncomfortable and tight since last night." He glanced at me, "It may be infected by you."

Do you have to say something at this time?I looked up at him and smiled. "It turned out to be...Zhang...Mr. Zhang did it. I didn't expect him to be a little expert in life, hehe..." After speaking, he quickly changed the subject and pointed to his throat, "Sore throat? Are you angry too? Get nervous If so, it’s not inflammation, is it? Do you need to take some anti-inflammatory medicine?”

The black glasses didn't pick up my words, just looked at me with a smile and didn't speak.The cup is obviously cold and sweaty, but I feel a little hot, neither when I pick it up, nor when I put it down.Just when I was so stared at by him that I didn't know where to look, he said again: "Drink, don't be reluctant to drink, I still have it here. I saw you getting so angry yesterday. , I brought a little more on purpose.”

"No... no need, I was just a little thirsty just now, and this cup is enough to drink. Don't you have a sore throat? Don't look back, you want to drink it yourself."

"Don't keep it for me. I still have a bottle, and I still have it at home. Dumb... If we accidentally make too much, we can't drink it." After finishing speaking, he patted the lid of the thermos bottle and glanced at me The computer said, "Alright then, I think you're quite busy too, so I'll go back first and leave it here for you."

"Really..." I said, but he had already turned around and left, "Then...thank you!" He heard this, didn't look back, and just waved his hand at me.

Looking at the stainless steel thermos on the table, I suddenly felt that the self who was entangled in that trivial matter at night looked like a scumbag.I also pushed the sweaty cup away a little so that I could let go of the mouse and start working.

After a while, the fat man came back and patted me on the shoulder. "You are so naive...huh?" He grabbed the cup of mung bean soup, "Get some water and give me a sip, you fat man and I are dying of thirst." Sure enough, he was surprised after drinking it. "Damn it! It turned out to be mung bean soup!" After marveling, he took a few more sips, exaggerated "Ah", "It's still cold! Where did you get it? You brought it? The useless firewood has counterattacked these days." Ah, you can still cook mung bean soup?" He found the thermos, unscrewed it and poured another cup.

I closed my eyes because of his series of words, and I really didn't want to talk to him: "Just drink, ask so many questions."

"Tsk, when the leader asks you something, you have to pay attention to your attitude."

"..." He is quite good at talking about official titles at critical times, "Your senior brother brought it, he got angry."

"Yo, I didn't expect it to be the big brother's counterattack?"

I gave him a contemptuous look.

"Oh - I got it!" The fat man squinted his eyes and nodded at me, and his voice was much quieter, then he took my cup and sat back on his seat, moving the chair closer to me, "I didn't expect that little brother to see It’s cold to go up, but I’m quite sympathetic to the cold and the heat, good luck, big brother.”

"Yeah." I nodded, screenshots, stickers.

"But having said that, naive, I think your fate is good, Fat Master."

"Hmm." I nodded habitually, and clicked on another webpage... What's wrong?Why did you suddenly pull on me? "Huh?" I looked back at him questioningly.

Seeing me turning around, the fat man counted his fingers at me: "Look, the last time you had a meeting, my brother was in a good mood, so you had coffee and snacks; the last time you had a meeting, you had a meal; this time you got angry, yesterday you The blind brother invited us to dinner, and you have another meal; today your blind brother is also angry, so you have mung bean soup."

"..." Is this a good fate?I rolled my eyes and turned back and continued to work, wasting time.

"Hiss, I said you today..."

"What happened to me today?" I created a new PPT.

"Something's wrong..."

"There's something wrong with you." I clicked on another website.

"Really, it makes people feel uncomfortable just looking at it. It's still very pumping... the kind that exudes negative energy all over the body makes people uncomfortable, and makes people look sad. One word: mourning! mourning-ing-est!"

I stopped my hands, sighed through my nose, looked back at him, and said sincerely: "Master, I have been working on the case for two days, and now I am sleepy and tired, okay? I didn't eat dinner yesterday, and I didn't eat breakfast today. Can you not lose-ing-est by checking the advertisements!"

The fat man blinked, as if he didn't expect me to say so many words.I quickly picked up the thermos bottle on the table and stuffed it to him, saying: "I gave you my good life, you should cherish it. Remember to send the bottle back to your senior brother when Pierce finishes drinking." When I'm done, I go back and continue to take screenshots and textures.

"Hey... naive, don't you drink?"

"It's too cold, my stomach hurts." I created a new page of PPT.

"Oh... Fat Master, I have bread here, do you want to eat it?"

"Don't eat, let's talk about lunch." I clicked on another webpage... Then I suddenly remembered something and stopped, "Hey, what did you want to say just now?"

The fat man blinked while holding the thermos, frowned, rolled his eyes and thought for a while, and then slapped his thigh. "The PPT is done..." He gave me a thumbs up. "It's just the presentation part. There are still some places that need to be modified. You, Sister Ning and Claire are helping you to correct it. You should be able to send it to Jason at noon."

"Oh, that's good." I turned around and continued working.

"I'm not happy about this?! Hey, I'm naive. Did you come here? You can't drink cold ones, and you're mourning. Or if the fat man buys you another cup of coffee, he also buys caramel ones. You Would you like something sweet or hot?"

"..."

The fat man sat back in time before I lost my temper, held back his laughter for a long time, and took a sip of mung bean soup after laughing.I glanced over the black glasses.He was standing in front of the window and making a phone call, "Hahaha" a few times, and his back was trembling: "Go to hell, please invite me tonight!"

Oh yes, I was in a hurry just now, and I haven't opened MSN yet... After logging in, some "chattering posts" popped up as usual, which made me suddenly feel that Fatty had something right.Not everything is wrong, and no one is wrong, only me.

Aning thought my PPT was very beautiful, and specially emailed it to our entire network group members in charge of HYF, saying "goodjob" or something.After fighting for a day and two nights, if I can have this kind of result, I will be really sick if I want to mourn-ing-est again.But I still can't let go of this breath, and there are two barriers between Black Glasses and the client, and the email exchanges between Black Glasses and Jason will not copy me. It is impossible for me to know anything about the case in the first place. follow-up news.

At lunch, Fatty asked me to eat with Yuncai and Xiuxiu, and I didn't really want to go.One is the extreme lack of sleep, I am afraid that I will become sleepy like yesterday after eating, so I want to use the fat man's bread to deal with the two casually; the other is that my weakened nerves are temporarily unable to face his bloody Kanye after seeing the cloud model.But what he said was, "I had a meeting the day before yesterday, and I had dinner yesterday. It's been two days since I didn't see each other. That means I haven't seen Miss Yuncai in six years! We must meet."Although I insisted that even if they haven't seen each other for ten years, it has nothing to do with the fact that I have to eat with them, I was dragged away speechlessly.

It's that Guangxi Guilin rice noodle shop again... this time I was afraid of the sore bamboo shoots, so I only ordered a bowl of light ones.It was obviously crowded and noisy around, the fat man was eloquent, and the beautiful flowers were trembling, but somehow there was something wrong with his ears, as if he was wearing a noise canceller.