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Yang Qinggang walked up to Lou Xiao'e and looked at her with straight eyes.

Reach out and grab your panties.

and get dressed.

Yang Qinggang, who had everything cleaned up, walked into the house and stood at the door of the inner room and looked at Lou Xiao'e.

"Sister Lou, you can rest early, don't be afraid, I'll lay the floor outside.

As soon as Yang Qing spoke, he pulled down the door curtain, turned around and walked out, this is called a slow walk.

After only taking two steps, Yang Qinggang was hugged by the person behind him.

Yang Qinggang smiled inwardly.

Oh, woman!

But she said, "Sister Lou, what are you doing, you quickly let go, be careful that I beat you!"

Lou Xiao'e didn't let go at all, but hugged her tighter.

"Stay with me, I'm leaving soon, and I won't disturb your life in the future. "

You know, today's lesbians wear underwear from time to time!

As far as Yang Qinggang's body sensitivity, the feeling is clear, and Yang Qinggang is also a little soft-hearted when he hears Lou Xiao'e say this.

Yang Qinggang's original intention was to accompany Lou Xiao'e, calm her emotions, and go to sleep when her mood was stable, but ......

It's the next day.

The sun is shining and the sky is cloudless.

Lou Xiao'e had already left early in the morning before anyone in the courtyard got up.

Yang Qinggang can be said to be quite tired this night, and both of them fell asleep when they heard the rooster crow this night.

As usual, I took out two oil cakes from the space, pedaled my bicycle to work, and went to the factory early today, because riding a bicycle will be a little slower than usual.

Take the newspaper, make tea, nibble on cakes, and make three clicks in a row.

However, there is a slight difference between today's newspaper and the previous one, Yang Qinggang found that the manuscript he wrote was published in the Beijing Daily.

Now I didn't even nibble on the bread, so I took the newspaper and went to the leader's door to wait.

After only a few minutes, Section Chief Qin stepped on the wedge leather shoes and walked over with a da-da-da.

"Xiao Yang, why are you waiting here?" said Section Chief Qin as he took the key to open the door.

"Qin Ke, good news! The material has been reported!" Yang Qinggang hurriedly took the newspaper and handed it to the leader.

"Really, what kind of newspaper?" Section

Chief Qin inserted the keys into the keyhole, and when he heard Yang Qinggang's news, he didn't even twist the key, and snatched the newspaper over.

"Oh, Beijing Daily. Section Chief Qin's excited expression just now calmed down suddenly.

"Wait, I'll give it to the editor of the National Daily, and we'll see if we can get it." "

Section Chief Qin is not very interested in appearing in the Beijing Daily.

Seeing this situation, Yang Qinggang pursed his lips and returned to the office a little dejected.

Qiyi's manuscript task, for Yang Qinggang, this is the end, although Yang Qinggang is also a little unhappy, but there is no way, after all, everything that can be done has been done to keep improving.

Even the "advanced" in the manuscript became advanced because of Yang Qinggang's help.

Zhang Shasha was dizzy by Yang Qinggang's shaking in the office, and couldn't help but say, "What's wrong? You have nails on your buttocks, and you can't sit down for a while." "

Well, my manuscript doesn't seem to be in the National Daily. Yang Qinggang said dejectedly.

Zhang Shasha ran over and touched his head, "You have a fever, right? Do you think you eat oil cakes in the National Daily?" Zhang Shasha

looked at Yang Qinggang's stunned appearance, and comforted: "It's normal, I've been working for several years, and I haven't selected a manuscript, so it's good that you can be on the Beijing Daily." Don't talk about our little minions, our factory has not been on a few times since its establishment. If you are really idle, you can go and comfort the employees in difficulty.

Yang Qinggang also wanted to go out to relax, so he simply went over to talk to the section chief and went straight to the logistics department of the factory.

Yang Qinggang stood at the door of the logistics office of the factory and knocked on the door, looked at a female comrade inside and said, "Hello, comrade." I'll look for Sister Zhang from the logistics office. The

female comrade held the pen as if she was writing something, and she didn't even raise her head, "Whoever received the condolences, right? Wait outside, I'll call her, and Sister Zhang will come in a while."

Yang Qinggang was not in a hurry at this time, anyway, he was not stuffy in the office, so he simply lit a cigarette at the entrance of the building and smoked it.

Zhang Erfeng received a call from a comrade in the office, and hurried over from the warehouse, still thinking in his heart, who is this, he has to send condolences early in the morning, and his work is so leisurely, and he is looking for trouble for himself.

However, she also knows that the person who can send condolences is at least a cadre, and it is far from something that she can offend as a person who organizes the warehouse.

Zhang Erfeng finally hummed and was about to climb to the floor where the logistics office was located, when he smelled a smell of smoke, and his heart was even more disgusted, who is this, he really has no quality.

On the last floor, Zhang Erfeng wiped his sweat, tidied up his hair, and when he turned the corner, he saw a young man in a white shirt standing in front of the window at the entrance of the building.

The young man has a straight posture, as if he is glowing in the early morning sun, surrounded by blue-white smoke, and is like a fairy-like figure.

Everyone has a love for beauty.

Although Zhang Erfeng was in his thirties, he still couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva when he saw Yang Qinggang.

Yang Qinggang also found the person who was staring at him at this time, and when he saw that it was a lesbian, he snuffed out the cigarette that was still half in his hand.

He smiled slightly: "Excuse me...... Is it Sister Zhang?" Zhang

Erfeng, who was still secretly scolding for smoking and unqualified just now, changed his mind in an instant. How can this gay man be said to be rude, he is obviously polite and kind!"

"Ah, hello, I'm Zhang Erfeng, you're here to get condolences, come with me."

Zhang Erfeng stopped climbing the stairs and beckoned Yang Qinggang to go to the warehouse with him. This eldest sister has been in the logistics department for a long time, and she likes to gossip with other female colleagues on weekdays, but I haven't heard of such a handsome young man in the factory.

Zhang Erfeng waited for Yang Qinggang to walk to her side, led Yang Qinggang to the warehouse, and couldn't help asking: "Comrade, haven't I seen you before? Which department do you work in?"

Yang Qinggang smiled and said kindly: "My name is Yang Qinggang, I just came, and now I am working as a propaganda officer in the Propaganda Section."

"You are a cadre at such a young age, you should be a

college student!" Yang Qinggang waved his hand and said: "What kind of college student, I went to the army after graduating from high school, and I just came back." Luckily, the factory leader recognized me and let me go to the propaganda department.

Zhang Erfeng's eyes rolled, and he smiled more enthusiastically at Yang Qinggang.

This young man is not a college student, nor is he a senior technical worker, he is a cadre when he works, and he must have a big background.

Yang Qinggang didn't know what the eldest sister next to him was thinking, he just wanted to quickly take the condolences and run away, these eldest sisters who have been in the agency for a long time can smell the gossip from afar, and if they don't go to Bacheng, they want to explore their family history and introduce themselves to the object.

Sure enough, Zhang Erfeng asked with a gossipy face: "Officer Xiao Yang, where do you live? Do you have a partner?"

Yang Qinggang began to talk nonsense, "My family lives on the loess high slope, and the wind blows from the slope. "

Huh?" Zhang Erfeng said with a surprised face: "Secretary Xiao Yang is from Shaanxi?"