When a person is seventeen or eighteen years old, he is the age of middle school. He always shouts that my fate is in my hands, and then when he is twenty-seven or eight, he will cry and beg God to let him go.

Chen Rui is in his early thirties and has long passed the second grade. He usually looks quite steady. When talking about ideals and plans, the aura of middle grade will come to his face.

Enthusiasm - I always ask questions and help people answer them in detail.

Second-second-year-old - That ideal can be said to be a bit unrealistic, but it is still working hard very seriously.

Dafang - In addition to the company's welfare benefits, he often treats guests to dinner and afternoon tea.

Kindness - I always look happy and never saw him get angry.

The key is that there are few things to do. If you have anything to say, you will finish it with just a few words, unlike other company bosses who talk for an hour or two when they have a meeting.

Qin Guanglin asked himself that such a enthusiastic boss who is generous and kind but has little trouble, and he could not watch him stabbed in the back by someone from the company.

Even if that person is his college classmate, a close friend he has known for six years.

Why did you encounter this trouble? You just want to go to work hard... Qin Guanglin lay on the table thinking, and before he knew it, the lunch break was over, and he didn't fall asleep from beginning to end.

"Big Boss, that ugly mountain... do you think it's better next week or next week? How do you choose camping and farm stays?"

Jiang Lingling is a very qualified assistant. She started to perform tasks assigned to her by Chen Rui and collect opinions as soon as she started working.

"I don't know if I will participate yet, I'll give you a reply tomorrow."

He had to go back and ask Teacher He about his opinions. If he didn't want to go, he wouldn't bother to participate.

"Why don't you participate in the public service?" Jiang Lingling was puzzled, and then she remembered that she didn't see him last time, "When I went to Luobei last time, did you join the company?"

"I've entered, but I just didn't go." Qin Guanglin shook his head and paused and added: "I'll accompany my girlfriend on the weekend."

This matter must be emphasized from time to time, but there is no harm anyway.

"Boss, your girlfriend is so clingy?"

"yes."

"What did she do? Is it a break?" Jiang Lingling sat down and asked in a sideways.

"Well...become a teacher."

Qin Guanglin thought about it and felt that it was not good to be unemployed, so he simply joined Teacher He in advance. Anyway, being his own teacher is also a teacher.

"Wow, no wonder you look so elegant."

Jiang Lingling blinked her eyes and stopped collecting opinions. She started gossiping here, "Boss, you have refused me to treat you several times because you are afraid that your girlfriend will be jealous? She is not so stingy, right?"

"No, it's because I want to go back to cook." Qin Guanglin shook his head. Teacher He was not careful. Anyway, he just avoided everything that could be avoided for dinner at the opposite sex.

It saves time and trouble, and meaningless social interaction is useless.

"You still have to cook for her?" Jiang Lingling was shocked.

"Occasionally."

"I'm so envious. Your girlfriend must be very happy, right?"

"What's there to envy about this?"

"Why can't I meet such a man who spoils his girlfriend?" Jiang Lingling sighed.

"It depends on fate and luck. In fact, I am more lucky to meet her." Qin Guanglin waved his hand, "You don't know how good she is. The cooking is delicious, the singing is super good, and the running with me..." He saw Jiang Lingling's smile a little stiff, and his words gradually stopped and said, "You can meet the right one sooner or later, come on."

"Oh, it would be great if I could meet the boss earlier." She lowered her eyebrows and sighed.

"What did you meet me?"

Qin Guanglin was surprised, "I don't like your type."

This guy really has intentions for him... he still blatantly knows that he has a girlfriend.

"..." Jiang Lingling held it in a while, "What type do you like, big guy?"

"Be a teacher." Qin Guanglin pondered for a moment and added: "A graduate from the Department of Literature of Luocheng University."

...

After a brief afternoon exchange, Qin Guanglin was not disturbed again until after get off work. He calmly finished his drawings. The story of the whole booklet was successfully completed. Only the work of coloring was left. As long as the coloring was completed, it could be handed over to the company for release.

"Hey, are you so early today?" He looked up and saw Sun Wen hurriedly walking out with his bag, a little surprised.

"If you have something to do today, let's go first." Sun Wen raised his hand and greeted him, and walked out with his long legs.

Qin Guanglin shrugged and packed his things quickly. While calling Qin's mother to tell her that she would not go back for dinner tonight, she walked outside.

I took the bus back to my vicinity and took a few steps to get to where I live. Why not have my hair tied up and put on an apron and prepared to cook for myself.

"Take it off." Qin Guanglin went over and gave her a big hug first, took a bite on each of her little faces, and then reached out and pulled her back, and the apron was pulled off, "Go out tonight."

Fortunately, it was not too late to come back, otherwise she would have been cooking.

"Where are you going?" Why bother rubbing in his arms for a moment and asked with a smile: "What's the good thing? Why did you suddenly go out to eat?"

"I won the prize, three thousand yuan."

Qin Guanglin proudly pushed her to the bedroom, "Change clothes quickly, I found a particularly good place to eat grilled fish, do you like it?"

"What prize you won? Go out and follow me." Why don't you push him out of the bedroom and close the door, and ask while taking your clothes, "Have you bought a lottery? Or what?"

"Don't you do it? You do it." Qin Guanglin kept it from the door.

"That's a big deal, say it quickly."

"I won a small prize if I painted Dragon Boat Festival last time, and today the prize is here."

"Awesome, I just said you have a future in painting, right? Hurry up and throw away the broken comics and concentrate on painting your traditional paintings."

"No delay, no delay on both sides."

Qin Guanglin leaned at the door and smiled, "Do you know what a genius is? It's right down."

"Bah, I've never seen anyone praise me for being a genius."

"I am a genius. Last time I saw the male protagonist of the Titanic, I had to face the heroine to draw it. I don't have to face it. I just need to look at it and draw it out. Who is more powerful?"

"Shameless! You really want to draw my that...that, right?!"

"No, I'm just comparing..."

Squeak.

If you change into a light blue long skirt, why not open the door and stare at him angrily, "I knew I wouldn't show you last night, but I just didn't have the kindness to do it, so I'm not allowed to draw."

Those who engage in art have some problems. They like to engage in fruit art. Who knows if he will suddenly get fucked.

"I'll give you an example. Just like the one I gave you before, I just drew it without letting you stand there."

Qin Guanglin innocently pointed to the painting on the desk. It was the one I gave to her before she was dating. She sniffed the flowers among the flowers, and then quickly changed the topic, "You look so good in this outfit."

The permissions that were finally opened can no longer be closed.

Why not look back at the paintings on the desk, feel relieved, walk out and pull your skirt around, "How beautiful is it?"

"It's only a little worse than when I wasn't wearing it."

"…The skin is tight again, right?"
Chapter completed!