Oops!The boss checks my leveling situation!

pt should be ugly. "

Xiao Meng: "So?"

Ji Boyan: "We undertake a district-level training for party activists every quarter. Finally, depending on the funds, we decide whether to give them a report time and do some of our own understanding of party building. If you can teach, then I think this year's PPT should look better."

Xiaomeng rubbed his hands: "This...can I succeed? I haven't tried to take classes before, will I mess it up?"

Ji Boyan was very frank: "If you mess it up, you screw it up. Anyway, if you don't succeed, you can concentrate on making the platform in the future. It's no big deal."

Xiao Meng: "Alright then, I'll get busy first, and we'll talk about it next week."

He waved his hand, rode on the little e-Donkey that was recently pushed back from a second-hand electric car, and drove in the direction of home.

He likes the newly rented house very much, and the landlord is very talkative, saying that if it is demolished within three months, he will pay him back half of the money.The house is old-fashioned, and some of the walls have peeled off. Xiao Meng doesn't think it's too bad, but feels a little warm.

After cleaning the kitchen, he watched the steaming mist drifting over the window. He took a handful of noodles, broke three or four small rapeseeds inside, and sprinkled a little salt before serving.

The dining table in the new house was big and round. When Xiao Meng sat on the table and ate alone, he couldn't help but think of the president sitting in front of him and wanting to eat all kinds of delicious food.

Hey.

After he finished sucking, he threw the bowl into the sink, and then found a place to lie down, with messages flying through his mind, except he didn't know what happened to the president.

Xiaomeng admitted that he might really like it a little bit.

What do you like about him?Do you have money?Or extraordinarily simple and contagious?He thought it was ridiculous to say it, but he had to admit that he felt spoiled when he was with the president.

He thought that after Yi Yan bought a plane ticket and flew to Thailand, his broken English was barely able to communicate with the locals. He walked for a few days and didn't know what to do.Generally, Chinese tourists go to see the scenery, eat, and go shopping in duty-free shops, but for Xiaomeng, these are all sequelae of avoidance.

He once tried to stand in the crowd and squeeze in one direction, but finally found out that it was done on the spot, and he prayed to the immortal for his safety.

He didn't know what to say when he saw the serious and solemn expressions on the faces of the men and women who went to ask for the magic weapon.

Later, when he came back from Thailand, he bought a train ticket casually, and was taken to the mountains for some reason.He nestled in the mountains for a few more days, and he was carefully given a piece of glutinous rice cake, and he returned a pack of instant noodles with braised beef flavor.

If the president is here... probably take them away!Bring out the mountains!Then feed me to death!

He laughed as he thought about it, and then wept a little.

A kid from a mountainous area asked him what was going on, and he rubbed his eyes: "It's normal, there are smoky eyes."

58. No way, who makes the person I like super excellent

Before successfully coming out of the mountains, Xiao Meng gave all the hundreds of dollars in change to the kid who accompanied him. By the way, he also left him a few T-shirts that he no longer wore. Patched clothes are better.

When he arrived in the town, he searched for a long time before finding the bank, and withdrew a few hundred dollars, thinking that he would just stay here and forget about it. The days at the foot of the mountain were slow, but the signal was not very good, so he decided to leave again. idea.

Just like this, I walked through one city after another, until my ID card was stolen, and I was forced to come back to do it again. Finally, I met Chen Yi and was forced to find a job.

He smiled and got up to wash the dishes. He ordered by himself, and even if he did the dishes, he only needed to wash one or two dishes.

On the refrigerator, he posted a list.Now that I'm back, I have to find a way to fulfill the things I thought about doing before.

The next day, Xiao Meng went for a physical examination early in the morning. The doctor looked at the electrocardiogram and asked him if he had any genetic diseases in his family. He shook his head: "I am an orphan. I don't know if I have any genetic diseases."

The doctor pointed to the curve: "It's not a big problem, it's just arrhythmia. I don't recommend you to do too much strenuous activity. Did you often stay up late before?"

Xiao Meng nodded: "Yes, when I work on electronic information, staying up late is very common."

The doctor felt a little pity: "Then you should change jobs as much as possible. It is important to ensure a good rest. Do you want me to prescribe you some medicine?"

Xiao Meng nodded: "Okay, thank you doctor."

After finishing everything, Xiaomeng waited for the report to be printed with his mobile phone, which can basically guarantee that he can meet the needs of entry.

Arrhythmia?It's also quite normal.

He put all the materials into a bag, and it was already past 2 o'clock in the afternoon when he packed up and walked out of the hospital.He got on the bus with his mobile phone in his pocket, found a seat by the window, and opened the window a little bit for ventilation.He was wearing headphones, his eyes downcast, thinking about something.

Suddenly, a license plate number seemed to flash before his eyes, and he remembered that it was on the president's car, and he shivered for no reason.

He took a closer look and found that the bus was on the right turn, and the president's car was waiting for the traffic lights on the left turn, and he felt relieved all of a sudden.

The direction is reversed, so I probably won't meet him.

He hasn't figured out how to face the president yet. He knows what the other party is hiding in his heart. Once he finds out, he probably won't even have a chance as a friend in the end.

Sitting in the co-pilot, the president was bored: "Yi Yan, drive slowly, I don't want to go to the meeting."

Yi Yan: "Boss, I'm waiting 20 yards from the red light."

President: "So can you slow down a bit? Better help me miss the entire meeting."

Yi Yan shrugged: "Impossible, there are still 30 minutes before the meeting time, and even if I drive there quickly, I will definitely be there in 20 minutes."

President: "Hey."

He leaned on his elbow and looked out the window. The bus next door was turning right with its lights on.He saw someone on the bus wearing a sweater hat: "There's a weird guy on the bus, he still wears a hat on the bus."

Yi Yan watched the countdown to the red light very perfunctorily: "Ah, maybe people are afraid of the sun."

The president was puzzled: "Now in March, you told me that you were afraid of the sun? Did this come from the laboratory?"

Yi Yan: "You have to understand that one allergen is sunlight, and some people are allergic to sunlight."

CEO: "...I've heard of air allergies, and now you tell me that sunlight can also cause allergies, so survival of the fittest will eliminate this group of people."

Yi Yan nodded: "Maybe, of course there are very few people who run freely like you."

CEO: "Stop it! I haven't said anything about you yet, so don't say anything about me. I just handed in the application for joining the party in the past two days, and I feel that my awareness has improved. You are all like elementary school students."

Yi Yan kicked the gas pedal: "Elementary school students don't have a license, and they don't have enough legs to step on the gas pedal."

The president was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "...You said it would be great if Xiaomeng was on that bus."

Yi Yan: "He's back, do you have any plans? For example, have a romantic encounter? It's not like your style."

CEO: "Romantic can't be eaten as a meal. He may prefer that I don't appear to disturb his life."

Yi Yan was surprised: "It's rare for you to have such an attitude, I can't believe it."

CEO: "I heard from my dad that you are also interested in him."

Yi Yan: "In the beginning, the interest was strong, you have to understand."

The president blinked: "That's why you helped me? Because you believed that you couldn't catch up and then supported me to chase after you? It's not like you!"

Yi Yan: "Stop talking, there are still people in your company who eat our CP, I want to laugh after hearing that."

The president put his hands behind his head: "They have indeed watched too many crispy ducks. Speaking of which, after he left that time, I didn't know he was complaining about me on the Internet."

Yi Yan looked at the road conditions: "Why is he complaining? I'm curious."

The CEO took out his mobile phone from his pocket: "He posted a post on the post bar called "What should I do if the boss checks my leveling situation", basically every day without interruption, what "Boss eats pork dumplings today, sweet and sour pork ribs tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow?" Asking me to mention a black-bone chicken, I even dreamed of having a Manchu banquet the day after tomorrow, ah, why does the boss want me to do some non-human things every day", I think it is very interesting, if I knew what he thought in his heart, would I treat him My attitude is different. I have also seen a few paintings of our fandom and writing about our fandom. I got them together, gave some money, and asked them to sort out what they wrote, and draw a few Come out with a small four-frame cartoon."

Yi Yan couldn't help laughing: "Sounds very interesting."

The president sighed: "The name of this work is "The Nanny Says It's All Team". I think this team name is very suitable for this book."

Yi Yan: "What else do you want to accomplish? Besides bringing him back."

The president twitched the corner of his mouth and put the phone back in his pocket: "Your words make me want to ask Gu, don't worry, I don't have any ideas, as long as he is happy."

Yi Yan calmly stopped the car: "It's really a great dream, please boss, I'm going to embark on your journey and start a second life."

The president straightened his clothes, Yi Yan opened the car door and got out, walked around to the passenger side and opened the door, the president took a few deep breaths: "Speaking of which, what's going on today?"

Yi Yan: "The moment to decide whether you are the president or not."

President: "What if I'm not the president?"

Yi Yan: "It's okay, you can be the mascot of the rich second generation, I believe the chairman will arrange the rest of your life for you."

President: "OK, I hope I can still hold on."

He was wearing a suit worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, and he specially chose a perpetual calendar on his wrist. His hair was specially done to show that today is a very important day.