Hit workers refuse to fall in love with BOSS

The tune staggered a few times, letting Tang Lili in.

Seeing that Tang Lili was here, Li Xiaoyao frowned slightly: "Why are you here?"

"The manager went home earlier, and I just passed by here after get off work, so let me deliver it." Tang Lili took out a pen from her bag, and spread out the folder for Li Xiaoyao to sign.

Quzi sat still and didn't dare to speak, Tang Lili actually worked in Li Xiaoyao's company and pretended not to know him.

But what is there to pretend, if you know each other, you will know it.

Tang Lili retreated in a hurry after signing the contract, and the room continued to discuss Maggie's case.

While listening to Jiang Wanyu talking about Maggie's advantages and disadvantages, Qu Ziyue wondered why Tang Lili pretended not to know him.

It was nearly ten o'clock before the meal ended, and Li Xiaoyao packed a lot of dishes to take away.

He said he was going to give his girlfriend a midnight snack.

On the way back, Qu Ziyue observed what Xiao Cheng was doing from the rearview mirror while driving. He seemed to be leaning on the seat, closing his eyes to rest, and opening his eyes from time to time to see where he was driving.

"Why do you keep looking at me?" Xiao Cheng still closed his eyes.

"I don't, I'm driving, President."

Xiao Cheng opened his eyes and stared at the rearview mirror: "You are not the only one who can see the rearview mirror, okay?"

The bigger the song, the more embarrassing it is.

There was silence in the car for a while, and Qu Zi tightened his grip on the steering wheel: "President, Tang Lili and I actually know each other."

"Who is Tang Lili?"

The more busy Qu Zi explained, the little girl who came to deliver the documents tonight.

"Well," Xiao Cheng actually noticed just now that the flirtatious looks of these two young people looked like middle school students looking for excitement under the nose of the teacher.He lowered the car window slightly and said, "Is she your little girlfriend?"

The more the song almost stepped on the accelerator, "No!"

Xiao Cheng secretly smiled, but did not speak.

"We are fellow villagers. We studied together in junior high and high school. I only recently got in touch with her. I found out that Maggie's husband was with her that time." Qu Ziyue explained.

Xiao Cheng: "A date?"

The more anxious Qu Zi was, he wanted to turn around: "No..."

"Then you like her?" Xiao Cheng asked again, the child's furry appearance was a bit amusing.

"No!!!" Quzi wanted to cry more and more without tears, "President, we are fellow villagers. Not many people from our small place can come to Shanghai, so we will cherish it when we meet."

Xiao Cheng saw that he was in a hurry, so he stopped joking and asked casually where their hometown was.

"Linchuan." Qu Ziyue said, and then looked at Xiao Cheng's expression from the rearview mirror again.

Xiao Cheng's expression didn't change much, he just said softly: "Linchuan... I have been to Linchuan."

That was the place where Xiao's father had an accident. Xiao Cheng never went there except to bring his father's body back. It was already seven or eight years ago.

I have forgotten what it was like, but I only remember that it was winter, very wet and cold, and many people came to see my father off. It was raining lightly that day, and everyone had red noses from the cold

Before Quzi Yue answered and asked him when he had been there, Xiao Cheng changed the subject first: "Don't call that idiot Maggie's husband from now on, name it."

"Okay, President."

"You can also call him a scumbag."

"Understood! President."

After sending Xiao Cheng home, Qu Ziyue listened to the song all the way home, took a shower and dried his hair, preparing for a wonderful weekend.

On Saturday morning, the song was suffocated and woke up. When I went to the bathroom, I took out my mobile phone to watch it, and the class group was wailing.

Xia Dao: [Because of the incident of a famous public figure, this year the school has stricter check requirements, and all majors are subject to full checks, and no departments are allowed to conduct random checks. All majors in our school are required to enter the link by themselves look.So this year, I was asked to give it to me half a month in advance. The official defense is on the [-]th, and it will be given to me on the [-]th at the latest. 】

Quzi walked out of the bathroom with numb feet, the wailing in her heart was louder than the sound of the toilet flushing, and the pain in her heart was worse than that in her legs.

Qu Ziyue silently calculated whether his thesis, which was only [-]% progress, could be completed within half a month and the plagiarism rate would be below [-]%.

Think again about the intensity of your work.

It's not realistic to ask for leave at this time. Doesn't the president become an empty nester if he asks for leave at this time.

I'm the only president!

If you leave at a time of crisis, you may not even be able to become a full-time employee.

But if I can keep getting off work at [-] o'clock, get home at [-] o'clock, start writing at [-] o'clock, write until [-] o'clock in the morning, sleep until [-] o'clock and get up to write for [-] hours, and write for an hour without taking a nap at noon.

Then there are [-] hours in a day, and at least [-] of these [-] hours are in a state of being empty-headed, and those [-] hours are multiplied by ten days, [-] hours.

The more I feel about the song, it is still possible to try harder, but the quality may not be so high.

After finishing the song, he turned on his laptop and searched: Is it okay to only sleep for [-] hours a day?

"It's fine if you don't die." After finishing the song, close the web page, open Word, and log in to HowNet.

At [-] o'clock on Sunday night, Qu Ziyue looked at the paper whose progress was [-]% but felt ashamed to read two paragraphs casually. Message: Today is one o'clock in the morning on xx, xxxx, I am revising my thesis, how about you?

In less than [-] minutes after posting, it received [-] likes from netizens who were also suffering from this.

Qu Ziyue nodded silently, rubbed his eyes and continued.

At this time, someone sent a message on WeChat.

The more the song opens, it's Maggie's news: Xiaoyue, the new flagship store in South China opened on Tuesday. I received a message saying that the data in the newspaper is false. I'll send you the information. You can decide whether you want it or not. Go see it live.

The more the tune was played, the more she persuaded Maggie to go to bed quickly.

After reading the materials, Qu Ziyue looked at the structure of the South China region again, and found that the total area of ​​this South China region was at the same level as the second-level region president of the last South China Logistics Park incident. second.

After sorting out the information I know so far, I thought it was already one o'clock, and the president might have gone to sleep, but I still tried to send a message to Xiao Cheng: [cute]

Xiao Cheng replied in seconds:?

Qu Ziyue: Can I call you, President?

Xiao Cheng was lying on the bed, holding his mobile phone and licking his lips, isn't it, this child in the middle of the night sent me a message with this tone, and still wants to call?Not yet another assistant smitten by my charms.

But in case the child really asks for help with something, or wants to confide in something, refusing by himself may hurt the other party. Newcomers in the workplace are very sensitive and glass-hearted.

At this time, it is better not to hit the newcomers.

Xiao Cheng: Yes.

Only then did Qu Ziyue call, and Xiao Chengqing coughed twice to answer: "Well, what's wrong?"

"President, I have concluded from some information I have received and several past data reports that there may be some falsification of progress and data in the newly opened flagship store and DIS mall in Shenzhen in South China. I think we need to send someone over there to take a look. "

Xiao Cheng: "...Oh, I see, I think about who to call."

Qu Ziyue: "It will open the day after tomorrow, so it's best to leave early tomorrow morning and go early."

Xiao Cheng thought about it, since Li Zhenzhong took office as the regional general manager of South China, he saw that the year-on-year growth in performance was very good, but there were constant problems.

"I'll go in person and book a plane ticket for me. After ten o'clock tomorrow, before two o'clock in the afternoon." After thinking about it, it's a bit embarrassing for me to go on a business trip alone, but I can't find anyone to go with me. People, such a temporary business trip.

How about Zhang Jingyi?

But, forget it, Xiao Cheng said to the phone: "You go with me."

Qu Zi Yue's eyes lit up, "Okay!"