The Prosperous Years of Wang Xiaohuo

As a result, Wang Xiaohuo's mood became a little uneasy again.

Fortunately, Chen Wenjun didn't come over until the house was cleaned. Seeing the brand new room, Wang Xiaohuo let out a long breath, and looked at Zhou Bin with grateful eyes.

At this time, Zhou Bin was taking off his glasses and wiping the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand. He seemed to sense that Wang Xiaohuo was looking at him, so he raised his face and smiled at him, saying, "When you are fat, you will sweat if you move a little."

Taking off his glasses, Wang Xiaohuo was taken aback by his appearance, not to mention his handsome features, especially his big eyes that seem to be able to speak, which reveals a kind of tenderness, wisdom and incomprehensibility. Attractive brilliance.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Bin asked gently.

"No, it's nothing." Wang Xiaohuo avoided his smile guiltily, his face was a little hot.

"The room is so clean that the air inside is very different." Zhou Bin put on his glasses with a calm expression.

The lens brightened and dimmed with the shaking of his head. Although the eyes looked old, they were not as touching as before.

Wang Xiaohuo felt a little regretful, after all, this kind of eyes with rich connotations and moving eyes is not owned by everyone or can be captured and appreciated anytime and anywhere.

At this time, Zhou Bin's eyes fell on the window, he frowned slightly, and said: "It's really a hindrance to put the cabinet in front of the window. If the window can't be opened, the air can't get in. No wonder the smell inside is so foul. Find a few people to move the position later."

"No, although it is leaning against the window, there is still a gap where you can stretch your arms in and open it, so you won't bother others!"

"The purpose of the window is to light and ventilate. If it is blocked by a cabinet like this, what is the purpose of designing it? Besides, in a sunny day like today, it is basically not necessary to turn on the light when working inside without this thing blocking it, but now What? How can we do it without turning on the lights? Although there is no shortage of electricity bills in the unit, but if we can do it without waste, we should always do it in a frugal way, what do you think?"

"Director Zhou is very right, but I, a temporary worker borrowed to help, am I qualified to talk about this?"

"What do you want to borrow or not? Since you are here, don't treat yourself as an outsider. Work hard. Young people will have opportunities in the future." Zhou Bin comforted.

After a short pause, he asked again: "What time did you and Ouyang Lin leave yesterday?"

Thinking that he was worried about what happened last night, Wang Xiaohuo immediately said: "Not long after you left, everyone dispersed. Afterwards, Manager Ouyang woke up and blamed himself very much. The gaffe ruined everyone's mood."

"Then did he talk about anything else?" Zhou Bin asked indifferently.

"He..." Wang Xiaohuo said without hesitation about the relationship between Ouyang Lin and him, and then thought, since he talked about these very private topics with him, he naturally trusts him very much. From time to time, he relayed the whole story to Zhou Bin, even though he didn't know that he felt very ashamed in his heart.

"Why is it inconvenient to say?" Zhou Bin asked intentionally, seeing his perplexed expression.

"There is no convenience or inconvenience."

"If you really feel embarrassed, just pretend that I didn't ask."

"Actually, Manager Ouyang should have told you this matter in person. I'm afraid that if I talk too much now, he won't keep it in the future. It seems that I deliberately behaved in front of the leader."

"Now I'm even more curious, what did he promise behind my back?"

Afraid that things would be self-defeating, Wang Xiaohuo evaded the important point and just spoiled the atmosphere and said: "After you left Director Zhou last night, everyone else also returned disappointed. Manager Ouyang regretted and blamed himself very much. Re-appointing a time to entertain a table is regarded as a gift."

"Is that all?" Zhou Bin asked again.

Listening to his disbelief, Wang Xiaohuo thought that there were no loopholes in the explanation just now, and these words were all spoken by Ouyang Lin himself. Even if someone mentioned it later, he was realistic and did not tamper with it.

"Yes!" Wang Xiaohuo replied with a positive nod.