What kind of evil can a puppy have?

From a bloated down jacket to a comfortable short-sleeve seems to be a blink of an eye, and the second semester of junior year is over.

Wilderness only took two professional exams, but the professional exams were scheduled for the last week, so he had to stay in school and wait even though he had nothing to do.

Song Jingzhou was very busy, taking the exam for two consecutive weeks, with a total of ten subjects.

Yuan Ye was so idle that he sat in a classroom next to Song Jingzhou's examination room, playing games, watching dramas, and waiting for Song Jingzhou to finish the exam.

Song Jingzhou's subject was a professional exam, so he was divided into three classes. He and Wei Ziyue were assigned to the same exam room. After the exam, Wei Ziyue kept pulling him to check the answers.

He turned on his phone, and an unread message popped up the moment he received the signal.

[ Yuan Ye: I'll be waiting for you at 512. 】

Wei Ziyue: "Hey, did you choose B or C for the fifth question of the multiple-choice question? I struggled with that question for a long time. I chose B at the beginning, but changed it to C when I handed in the paper..."

"Choose A for that question. Yuan Ye is waiting for me, so I'll go first."

Wei Ziyue:? ? ?

There were a few reviewing students in classroom 512. Yuan Ye sat in the last row and looked out the door with his chin propped up. When he saw Song Jingzhou, he was overjoyed and waved to him.

When Song Jingzhou approached, Yuan Ye asked in a breathy voice, "How did you do in the exam?"

"It's okay." Song Jingzhou's voice was also very low, and the two seemed to be biting their ears, "Going to eat?"

Near the end of the semester, there is a new chicken pot restaurant opposite the school. I don’t know if it’s bad taste or no one dares to try the new restaurant. There is only one table of customers in the lunch hall.

Yuanye likes to try new things, so he asked, "Want to try?"

"can."

This is a husband-and-wife restaurant. Perhaps because of the small number of people, the store looks quite large. The waiter is his wife, who is very enthusiastic about people. When ordering, he always recommends them. Hearing that Yuan Ye said that he had just been bitten by a mosquito and brought two bags of toilet water.

"You shouldn't be so deserted because of the service attitude." Yuan Ye looked around the store, the decoration is also quite good, clean and tidy, and there is an air conditioner, which is set at 26 degrees.

"The few restaurants newly opened this semester are not very cost-effective. Maybe everyone is afraid, waiting for others to try first."

"It's price is fine as long as it tastes normal." The two spent a total of more than 30 yuan, which is very low.

The food is served very quickly, and it will be ready in less than half an hour.Yuan Ye took care of Song Jingzhou. The soup base was not spicy and less soup. The portion of chicken was very large.

Yuan Ye took a photo, "It looks pretty good, I'll promote it when I go back."

Song Jingzhou served him a good meal, "Taste the taste first."

Whether the dishes in the field are well done is to try the taste of the peppers first.Colored peppers are usually put in when the juice is collected at the end. It is a test for the cook to control the heat. If the color peppers are not in place, they will either be too soft or too raw.

But this one tastes very good, crisp and delicious, without the bitterness of colored peppers, highlighting its own sweetness.

"With this price and taste, the boss is doing charity, right?" Yuan Ye sighed, "Could it be a few houses at home, come out to experience life?"

"Perhaps you can ask the proprietress."

Yuan Ye waved his hands: "No, no, no, so as not to hurt my self-esteem, I'm still a piece of trash waiting to die."

Song Jingzhou paused for a moment, then asked suddenly: "Is there anything you need to do during summer vacation?"

"Summer vacation? No, just stay at home and waste time." Yuan Ye asked, "What about you?"

"Going to the company." Song Jingzhou smiled at him, "Are you here for an internship? Our company's publicity department is short of people."

Yuan Ye was taken aback, "You said your father gave you the company?"

"Correct."

Wilderness weighed it. On one side was the lifeless, musty office, and on the other side was Song Jingzhou, who was handsome in a suit and leather shoes.

——Definitely choose the latter!

"it is good!"

***

The most annoying thing for Ye Yilan is the summer vacation, because she is the only one in the family of three who has to get up early to go to work, and every time she sees Yuan Zhihe's sleeping face, she wants to resign!

She yawned and left the bedroom, startled by the field standing in the living room.

"Standing there in the morning and pretending to be a ghost!" Ye Yilan complained.

A full-length mirror was hung on the wall next to the study room in the living room. Yuan Ye was standing in front of the mirror on the left side and right side, almost twisted into twists.

He turned around and asked Ye Yilan, "How about my body?"

Ye Yilan looked him over from head to toe, his hair was still the same, like a hedgehog, a brand new white shirt, dark blue dotted tie, dark gray suit, straight trousers, and shiny leather shoes. tasted.

She yawned again: "What's the matter? I found a part-time job selling insurance? That job is not easy to do, and you can't make much money if you do it for a month. Why don't you stay at home and do some housework for your mother."

"Bah! Can your son sell insurance?"

Ye Yilan poured herself a glass of water, "It's good to be able to sell insurance with your ability, but I always think you can only sell scraps in the future."

Wilderness: ...

Yuanye caressed her lazily, straightened his tie again in the mirror, and his phone vibrated, it was a message.

[Song Meimei: I have arrived at the gate of your community. 】

The corners of Yuanye's mouth raised unconsciously, and his fingers flicked across the screen.

[ Yuan Ye: Come right now! 】

He put away his mobile phone and hurried to go out, "Mom, I'm leaving first! Come back before seven o'clock in the evening!"

Ye Yilan waved her hand: "Don't join an MLM organization, I won't go after you."

The early mornings in summer are also sweltering. Yuanye can sweat from the residential building to the entrance of the community wearing this suit.

"It's finally cool."

Song Jingzhou handed him a pack of paper, "Have you had breakfast yet?"

"No, my mother didn't wake up until I came out."

The company is far away, and it takes an hour and a half from Yuan Ye's house, and the clock-in time is nine o'clock, so he got up at six o'clock, and has been packing up until after seven o'clock.

Song Jingzhou got up halfway like a doraemon and took out a bag from the back seat for him, "I have a lot of time, so I'll do it by the way."

Wilderness was shocked, "Did you do it? Then what time do you have to get up? Don't sleep anymore?"

Open the bag, inside is a transparent airtight glass square bowl, which contains several sandwiches, and there is a bottle of milk next to the glass bowl, which is still warm to the touch.

"It's okay, I'll sleep less." Song Jingzhou fastened his seat belt again and started the car, "Eat while it's still hot, and sleep after eating."

"Let's buy something to eat on the way tomorrow." Yuan Ye took out a sandwich and took a bite, his eyes widened, "Sure, Song Jingzhou, I didn't expect you to have this skill? Why did you say you can't cook on your birthday? ?”

"At that time, I really couldn't." Song Jingzhou added, "I learned it later."

"It's too hard for you, learning to manage the company and cooking at the same time."

Song Jingzhou smiled, "It's fine if you like it."

***

Yuanye originally said that he would not sleep and wanted to accompany Song Jingzhou, but Song Jingzhou was very good at driving, the ride was smooth and comfortable, the temperature in the car was also suitable, and he woke up early in the morning... he still fell asleep.

When he got out of the car, he complained to Song Jingzhou, "Why didn't you wake me up?"

Song Jingzhou held back his laughter, and showed him a photo of Yuan Ye, his face up, his mouth slightly open, sleeping in a silly and foolish way.

"I'm sorry to call you."

Yuanye scratched the ground with his toes in embarrassment, and was about to grab the phone, "It's so ugly! Delete it soon!"

Song Jingzhou dodged it, "It's pretty cute."

The two quarreled and exited the parking lot, and met a man wearing a pair of gold-rimmed eyes.

Yuan Ye's movements gradually slowed down, and finally stopped, muttering in a low voice: "Isn't he your father's secretary? Why does he keep running this way?"

Dai Bo smiled: "Mr. Song, there are still 15 minutes until nine o'clock."

"Understood." Song Jingzhou turned his head and asked Yuan Ye, "Can you find the Propaganda Department by yourself?"

"The second room from the left on the 21st floor, remember, no matter how bad it is, you can just grab someone and ask."

Song Jingzhou nodded, "I left beforehand, and I'll come to you during lunch break."

Yuan Ye watched the two go away, and suddenly thought... why is he standing here stupidly?Isn't it nine o'clock in ten minutes?

Yuan Ye ran wildly all the way, but fortunately there were not many people waiting in the elevator room, so he found the Propaganda Department before nine o'clock, and he was late on the first day he didn't go to work.

Different from Yuanye's impression, the Propaganda Department was actually quite energetic today, and everyone gathered in twos and threes to form a small group to discuss something.

Yuan Ye sat down in his seat, and casually joined the small group next to him to listen to what they were talking about.

The little girl with ponytails said vividly: "I came late in the morning and met that little Mr. Song in the lobby! So young! I feel no more than 20 years old!"

An older lady with heavy make-up snorted coldly, "That's Mr. Song's son, he's really not over twenty, he's nineteen this year, and he just finished his freshman year."

An old man wearing glasses said disgustedly: "Huh? Still a college student? It seems that the headquarters has really given up on us, and sent a brat."

Hey, why is he so energetic? He's always discussing gossip.

Yuan Ye turned back resentfully and packed his things.

This brainstorming meeting ended with a warning from manager Huang of the propaganda department.

"The publicity plan for Huoyue's event is not finalized today, so I can't get off work."

Everyone went back to work in unison.

Yuan Ye looked expectantly at the "Mediterranean" manager, thinking about what work he could assign to himself.

Perhaps his eyes were too hot, Manager Huang really looked over, as if remembering something, he waved to him.

Yuan Ye hurried over, "Manager Huang, look for me."

"The new Comrade Xiaoyuan, right?" Manager Huang stroked his little hair.

"Yes! First day at work today!"

Manager Huang patted him on the shoulder and affirmed: "Yes! Very energetic, sunny and energetic!"

"Thank you, Manager Huang, for your compliment." Yuan Ye smiled, and asked again, "May I ask what my work content today...is?"

Manager Huang hesitated for a moment, and frowned, "Work content... well... you must work at work, as for the work content..."

Wilderness felt bad.

Manager Huang clenched his fist and slammed his hand, "That's right! There is a document that needs to be printed in fifty copies, so why don't you make a trip."

Wilderness: ...