Calculation rules for second-hand goods and second-hand forces

Zhou Xiaoshi is very glad that she was able to find a job as a secretary in this economic downturn, and she was still under a boss with such a handsome appearance.

When I just graduated, my schoolmates kept saying that nowadays men want to have no gold in appearance, and those who want rich money have no looks. Handsome and rich men have either been pre-empted by other women, or they have psychological or physical problems. Defects.

She had always believed in it before, but now that she saw someone, those concepts that she had believed in for N years instantly collapsed.

When she saw this person for the first time, sentences such as "serious as the wind of Matsushita, tall and gentle", "Xiao Xiao and solemn, bright and clear" floated in her mind.

And it is said that he was born in a famous family, and what is even more valuable is: single, single body!

The best in the legend?

This kind of extreme product accounts for less than 0.01% of all men, and this 0.01% is actually met by myself!Hahaha!How to tell her not to be crazy.

At this moment, her beloved General Manager Yan is walking past her with slow and steady steps. His slender body is wrapped in a decent pure black suit, with a traditional snow-colored shirt inside, and a silver Rolex on his right wrist. As he lifted the messy hair in front of his forehead, it was faintly visible between the black and white sleeves.Obviously it’s the most vulgar collocation in the TV lens, it’s obviously the most vulgar movements, it’s obviously the extremely vulgar ROLEX, how can they be so graceful like a flying dragon?

Zhou Xiaoshi couldn't help being in the shape of a sunflower, a face full of peach hearts moved with the movement of Yan Luoqing's figure, when he walked to the opposite of her desk, she stood up abruptly, blooming in front of the mirror. Simulated hundreds of times With a cute and shy smile: "Good morning, general manager!"

The general manager's footsteps paused slightly, his handsome and elegant cheeks were slightly turned to one side, his handsome eyes were shining, and the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, "Yeah." As soon as the voice fell, Shi Shiran's tall figure had already disappeared into the general manager's office.

Zhou Xiaoshi stared fixedly at the door that blocked her sight, bewildered.

Of course she couldn't see that behind the thin door panel, the general manager, who looked like a frightened bird, was biting the copywriting on the table with red eyes and a frenzied face, with low growls suppressed in his throat...

Yan Luoqing felt that she needed to be admitted to the Fifth Hospital.

The Fifth Hospital is the most famous mental hospital in City A.

Not impulsively, he drove the little broken Sharp around the outer wall of the Fifth Hospital six or seven times.Finally, because I couldn't bear the bumps of the path, I turned back.

After returning home and sitting in front of the computer, he typed a bunch of things into the webpage of a private hospital:

"Irritability, restlessness, mental impotence, tearing symptoms..."

After half a minute, I got a reply: "Severe depression, with moderate obsessive-compulsive disorder, suspected signs of schizophrenia."

He crossed his legs and took a leisurely sip of black coffee, but the veins on his forehead appeared and disappeared from time to time.

I said to myself, come on, as for you, isn't it because of the attempted crime that caused the mania and restlessness.It stands to reason that according to his acting skills, that idiot would not be able to see through it.

But why do you feel like sitting on pins and needles all day long?

Suddenly outside the room.

"Crack--" the man came back.

Yan Luoqing twitched the index finger of her left hand holding the coffee cup, her ears pricked up involuntarily.

The sound of "chichixixixi" changing shoes, the sound of "mile la la la" throwing keys, the sound of "哗呖呖呖" pouring water...

Yan Luoqing sat up straight, hesitated again and again, and finally put down the cup and walked out.

He sat down on the sofa nonchalantly, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV nonchalantly, and said nonchalantly to someone in another corner of the living room who was drinking plain water nonchalantly: "Go to L University to see the scenery again?" Just remember someone said "the scenery is picturesque, the beauty is like a cloud".Of course, he didn't say the second half of the sentence that had been worrying him all the time.

The people over there turned a deaf ear, holding the water glass in their hands with a look of suspicion, "Did I take the wrong glass?"

Yan Luoqing was startled: "No."

"Did I tip the kettle upside down?"

This side was startled again: "No." After a pause, "What's wrong."

"No." Zhao Xiaofu dropped a word, and he had slipped into his own room.

However, General Manager Yan, who has always had excellent eyesight, clearly saw the almost invisible crimson color on the side of his face.

The heart that had been agitated all day suddenly eased, not only relieved, but also in a good mood.

Going over to pick up the water cup that seemed to be warmed by someone's hand on the coffee table, and there was still a line of water stains in it. General manager Yan picked up the kettle and filled it with half a cup of cold water, guessing that someone's lips might have touched it just now. place, turn it to the mouth, and drink it up—the freshness and sweetness of the taste amazes me.

It seemed that someone's slightly astringent cheeks just flashed in front of my eyes, and General Manager Yan smiled meaningfully.

After a pause, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh: Have the hormones been strengthened?

The mood fell again and again to the bottom of the unknown valley, and the haze rose in Yintang.

In an instant, with him as the center of the circle, layers of resentment evaporated within a radius of 10 meters...

At this moment, the atmosphere in someone's room is also surprisingly weird.

Zhao Xiaofu opened the notebook and played the game, crackling and torturing monsters for a while, suddenly found that there was no such a hearty and refreshing feeling as before, and suddenly felt lost.

The memory of humiliation from last night flooded into my heart amidst the loss.

Chastity! Self-respect! Pain! Depression!

Yan's performance just now also slipped before his eyes.

Burning with embarrassment appeared on his face: Well, your surname is Yan, you just forget it and let it go, leaving me here in grief, anger, embarrassment, and embarrassment, is it plausible?

The most painful thing in the world is knowing that you have suffered a loss. Instead of pointing at the perpetrator's nose and cursing, you have to pretend to be ignorant and continue to live in the world! What a shame!

Otherwise what would he do?She said cheekily: You were drunk and perverted OO last night, causing me to brush my teeth in the middle of the night, and now my gums are swollen and sore?

Dinner is shredded pork with shiitake mushrooms and fried chicken in sauce cooked by Yan Luoqing.

Yan Luoqing took a mouthful of rice calmly, and watched silently as someone hurriedly passed over the dish with chopsticks in his arms, and after a few rounds of watering, a pile of vegetables had been covered on the white rice in the bowl, and then he held it The bowl went into the room.When I was young, the music of the game sounded in someone's room.

Yan Luoqing was angry and funny, biting the spicy diced chicken felt like chewing meat.

Smile coldly: Playing games while eating is not good for your health...

He tiptoed into his room and unplugged the router decisively.

Two seconds later, there was a scream from the next room.

He walked back to the living room calmly, sat back in his original position and continued to eat chicken.

Someone poked his head out of the room: "Hey, my computer is broken again. The network link is broken! What happened..."

He raised his eyelids: "Wait a minute." After taking a mouthful of food, he walked slowly and swaggered over there under someone's expectant and eager eyes.

"It's a Trojan horse, reinstall it." Pretentiously fiddled with it for a long time, then smiled and Mimi threw out a sentence, watching someone's face change from red to white to blue to purple in relief.

"...can only reinstall?" Zhao Xiaofu was not happy, how long did it take him to make those messy things.

"Correct."

Zhao Xiaofu sighed: "Help me."

"No time." Put on airs.

Zhao Xiaofu gave him a disapproving glance.

"Is this a begging look?"

Zhao Xiaofu tried hard to squeeze out a trace of flattery on his face, and fanned Yan Luoqing's face like a fan: "Master, do you want tea, water or coffee juice?"

Yan Luoqing raised the corners of her mouth: "Bring me a cup as well."

"Can you drink it?"

"Whether I drink or not is my business, and whether I drink it or not is your business."

Zhao Xiaofu snorted coldly, his voice squeezed out from between his teeth, "Okay, I'll take it!" I'll see how you drink it.

So Yan Luoqing wrote the program leisurely there, and at the same time enjoyed Zhao Xiaofu's all-round service.

He is still very satisfied with this kind of service.

Because one has to circle around oneself while performing this service, the physical contact is frequent and intimate.

In the later stage, someone basically lay on his back and stared at the computer screen eagerly, and the breath he exhaled lightly rushed to the back of the neck and the pinnae, causing bursts of distracted thoughts.

The more Zhao Xiaofu looked at it, the more puzzled he became. He remembered that the last time he reinstalled the system, his surname Yan messed things up a lot. How could it take so long to get a few notepads this time?

Pat him on the back, "Why is it different from last time?"

"Analyze specific issues in detail, understand?" Yan Luoqing continued his programming without stopping his fingers while speaking.

Zhao Xiaofu read his solemnity and seriousness from the side, and immediately felt respect from the bottom of his heart, so he kept silent, for fear of disturbing his work.

However, there is a slight doubt here.People who have used certain brands of notebooks probably know the "one-key restore" thing.That is to say, the system can be automatically reinstalled by pressing a certain key... It is reasonable to say that Zhao Xiaofu's notebook has this function, why does Yan Luoqing still program there seriously?Just to make a show for laymen?

No.

General manager Yan is also a high-quality talent in the new century, and he doesn't need to use such childish methods to show off.

The problem lies in "programming".

General Manager Yan, who was born in the School of Economics, thinks that he has only mediocre computer skills, and that hackers probably won't be able to do it, but it's not a problem to temporarily transfer a Trojan horse script from a friend...

It's almost done, tidy up the registry and anti-virus software, and then press the restart button with a serious mind, smiling slightly: "Okay."