The freshmen and their parents were amazed by the food. Then, there was the leadership inspection once every semester in Yige. What was even more disgusting was that the leadership also knew the truth...

A girl named Wang Yaru, a website editor who graduated from the Music Theory Department of Puhai Normal University, knows: "Puyin Canteen is good and the cooking is delicious."

Yang Jingxing was surprised and surprised: "Ya Ru has been there?"

Wang Yaru shook his head: "I didn't go. My roommate's high school classmate is a violin student in Puyin Level 06. She often goes to Puyin."

Yang Jingxing felt a little more relieved, but the stone seemed to be unable to fall to the ground: "What is the name of a level 06 violin?"

"Song

Tsinghua University." Wang Yaru smiled: "Boy, I think she likes him, and my roommate likes her classmate."

"Song Qinghua, I've seen this name before." Yang Jingxing nodded, "Have you still contacted your roommate?"

Wang Yaru nodded: "She is always very nice. She used to invite us from out of town to her home. The four of us in the dormitory have a good relationship."

Yang Jingxing's real genius is that he can still pronounce the words clearly after taking a big mouthful: "What do you study?"

"It's all music theory." Wang Yaru said modestly: "I didn't learn anything. I just got around and got my teacher's certificate. My roommate in Jiangsu got his teacher's certificate and went home to teach primary school Chinese. It was well-established. It's hard to find a job in Puyin, let alone us.

"

The male employee reminded him as a joke: "Eyang is not bad either."

Everyone laughed, and Wang Yaru was embarrassed: "I didn't mean that, I mean... I'm lucky."

Boss Yang had to clarify: "The school and the company are one thing, but more importantly, you have to work hard for yourself."

The little girl from the customer service department praised: "Last time I went to their dormitory, Zuo Wenhai had a lot of books."

Male employees also admire: "General History of the World in English."

Another female employee praised: "He is very smart! He sees problems from different angles and is very thorough."

Boss Yang will pay attention to the gossip: "Are you still visiting?"

Very often, how can we not visit each other when we rent four houses in a community? We even cook and have dinner parties on weekends. Girls invite boys, and boys also invite girls. They also play basketball, watch movies, sing, celebrate birthdays, and other extracurricular activities.

Yang Jingxing received a lot of information today. For example, Anjie has a long-distance boyfriend. Female colleagues think that Qiu Zhijian will show off his talent if he can dress up more. Liu Xuan's girlfriend seems to be stricter. Mr. Wang's son is very cute. Wife

The people are very nice, and the colleagues in the film and television department can’t wait for the new movie to be released and enjoy the popularity... The strongest opinions are the colleagues who have not been able to see Mr. Yang’s girlfriend in person. I wonder when they will have another chance?

Yang Jingxing chuckled: "She is rather shy."

The employees started arguing about whether performing artists would be shy. When working in Ayang, you are exposed to a lot of entertainment gossip. Most colleagues seem to believe that the stage and real life are separate. Even big stars can be shy, such as Dai

The reason why you say the wrong thing several times is actually because you are not good at facing the media, right?

Wang Yaru said it bluntly, Dai Qing's piano playing is really deceiving a layman, don't you believe it? Mr. Yang, tell me?

What Yang Jingxing said is: "It has its audience at different levels and has the value of existence. Otherwise, it would be an amateur to me? You can't say that. Dai Qing has never said how good he is at playing."

His colleagues were shocked that he was such a shameless boss, but Wang Yaru gave him some face: "Is there any chance to listen to Mr. Yang's performance live? Piano!"

"Looking for an opportunity." Yang Jingxing picked up the bowl and drank soup amidst empty cheers.

"Mr. Yang." The male employee who was watching the excitement seemed to have no affinity with the company: "How does it feel after reaching the top level in an industry?"

There was an awkward silence around, and the sound of Yang Jingxing sucking the kelp slices was very clear. He laughed dryly: "If you say the best, it is suspected of comparison. It seems to conflict with Eyang's values."

Everyone hehe.

Yang Jingxing still knows how to pretend: "I think why people like listening to music and watching movies, maybe it's because they really don't feel that much about themselves..."

Among the growing number of colleagues watching, Li Wanruo, a female colleague from the planning department, joined the discussion: "We need to stretch ourselves."

Yang Jingxing was embarrassed: "What exactly does it mean?"

It was difficult for Li Wanruo to explain to the illiterate: "It's just... you can simply understand it as emotional resonance."

Yang Jingxing praised: "Yes, it makes sense..."

The new colleague worked very quickly. Just after the meal was finished, he came to report the women's affairs: "Mr. Yang, the car has been moved. I watched it drive away. It shouldn't happen again in the future. The property manager also said hello."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Thank you... let's talk."

It turned out that the cleaning lady standing by was not just listening to the chat: "Mr. Yang asked me to come."

After sitting in his own cubicle, Yang Jingxing still seemed uneasy. He called his girlfriend. It took a while before he was answered. He quickly showed a nervous attitude: "Hey, are you really angry?"

"Are there any fake ones?" He Peiyuan was furious: "What do you mean?"

"I apologize." Yang Jingxing said sincerely, "Serve my wife well tonight."

He Peiyuan should be exempted from compensation, and was even willing to show her kindness: "Have you eaten yet?"

"I just ate. Where is my wife?"

"Eat breakfast, I changed rice noodles, Pianpian led the way, it was okay." He Peiyuan seemed to be in a good mood, but her voice was softer: "I ate forty-eight, and there was one hundred and twenty-eight, too embarrassed to order.

.”

Yang Jingxing was funny: "Why are you so embarrassed?"

"Oops." He Peiyuan complained softly: "Then... I told Lao Qi over there that the leader would come to investigate and question you. I originally wanted to tell you directly that you were going to Pingjing, but I didn't want to ask you what you wanted. How could I dare to help you?

Call the shots.”

Yang Jingxing also complained: "I already obey your wishes when it comes to making out with my wife, but you don't make the decision when it comes to such a trivial matter?"

"Get lost!" He Peiyuan must have gritted her teeth, but she had to analyze it first: "What do you mean over there? Are you not familiar with me? Ask Qi Qingnuo to ask you?"

Yang Jingxing had to be cautious: "...I guess he will still call me, just mention it to Qi Qingnuo, so as not to appear to be deliberately avoiding it. I must also know that Qi Qingnuo wants to go through you."

"Ghost!" He Peiyuan asked back: "She didn't call you!?"

Yang Jingxing was stunned: "Have you told your mother? Why don't we eat out or cook it ourselves, so as not to trouble your mother."

He Peiyuan was decisive: "No! Don't think that I don't know what you think! Let's talk about it on Sunday! It depends on your performance!"

Yang Jingxing was probably just bored: "Do you know what I'm thinking?"

It was almost two o'clock, and Pang Xi seemed to have something to discuss, so Yang Jingxing hung up the phone, which had been chattering for more than a quarter of an hour, and motioned to come in.

Mr. Pang got straight to the point: "Luo Yin'en is coming over this afternoon. I will meet with her."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "What time will you arrive?"

"It's past five o'clock." Pang Xi explained: "Her mother is in the hospital and has been unable to get away."

Yang Jing was embarrassed: "Then you guys talk first and see if we can bring Huang Qianchi over?"

Pang Xi nodded: "Okay, I'll ask her if she has time."

"Give me Luo's phone number." Yang Jingxing still thought of a way: "She won't leave at night, right?"

Pang Xi didn't know yet: "Probably not."

Yang Jingxing didn't care about that much: "Then let's talk in the recording department at ten o'clock in the evening."

Pang Xi nodded.
Chapter completed!