For several days, the imperial capital was raining continuously. Although it was not heavy, it stopped for a while and continued. Even the air was sticky and tide, making people feel very impatient.

At the door of the office, Bai Jian and Xiao Zhang from the art department next door gathered together and whispered in a low voice: "What's wrong with her?"

"I don't know, it's like this the day before yesterday. I asked her and said it's okay," Bai Jian sighed, "I used to joke with me every day, but now I can't say a few words a day, so I just focus on working."

"The least words are said, the most extra time," Xiao Zhang nodded, "Maybe it was affected by the recent company's layoffs. I just said that the little girl who just came out to work was particularly afraid of being fired."

"That's not possible. You haven't worked with her, you don't understand." Bai Jian sighed, "And just her current class salary, no one has received an advertisement for a Taobao store for a day and it's more money to give her."

Bai Jian said, sighing melancholy: "You are so pretty now that you can really eat it."

Just as Xiao Zhang was about to speak, Meng Yingning walked over with a lot of newly copied manuscripts in his hand and expressionlessly.

Xiao Zhang immediately shut up.

When she passed, Xiao Zhang breathed a sigh of relief: "It's really impressive, a bit like Sister Huan forgot to drink wife's oral liquid a few days ago, that suffocating aura..."

Bai Jian glared at him.

Xiao Zhang shut up.

Meng Yingning was in a low air pressure for several days, until Friday afternoon approaching the break from get off work, Li Huan stood in front of the office and patted everyone's attention, saying, "I know you are busy with work and under great pressure during this period, and you still like to think randomly, but don't worry, things you are worried about will basically not become a reality."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Xiao Zhang slapped the table and opened his arms: "Demacia!"

Minister Li glanced at him.

Xiao Zhang shut up, Li Huan turned his head and continued, "So, in order to let you relax and ensure higher work efficiency in the future, a team building will be organized next weekend..."

Before she could finish her words, Xiao Zhang jumped up again and roared: "For the tribe!!"

“…”

Minister Li turned his head and looked at him kindly: "Xiao Zhang, you don't have to go, stay here to clean."

Xiao Zhang: “…”

Meng Yingning came to "singo" for a few months and had not experienced the team building of this company. Bai Jian saw that she looked calm and even had a little distracted, so she came over and patted her head: "What are you thinking?"

"Nothing," Meng Yingning turned his head, "Does this team building have to go? If I don't want to go, can I ask for leave?"

"Yes, that's OK," Bai Jian widened his eyes, "Are you going to ask for leave?"

"Well," Meng Yingning turned her head and sorted out the things on the desktop. Now that the get off work time is approaching, no one is working, so they all gather together to talk about team building. "I took a photo job on the weekend."

"You can make money again in the future. After our company's team building this village, there will be no such store," Bai Jian slapped the table and came over, "Do you know how rich our boss is?"

"No, I shouldn't say that," Before Meng Yingning could speak, Bai Jian corrected himself, "Do you know how willing our boss is to spend money?"

Meng Yingning shook her head honestly.

"Our company team building is really built. Last year, the island villa group is standard, like five people per building. Outside the window is an infinity pool connected to the sea, and a six-pound Boston lobster," Bai Jian sighed and said melancholy, "My company has changed several companies. The first time I saw a team building of this scale, I felt like a princess in just two days. You didn't see that the boss drove the two Maybaches and got off the bus-"

Bai Jian suddenly stopped talking.

Meng Yingning waited patiently for a while: "A moment?"

Bai Jian blushed: "Extremely handsome."

“…”

Meng Yingning thought to herself, can she be more handsome than my childhood friend?

The moment I realized that I thought of Chen Wang again, Meng Yingning wanted to punch him.

Too annoying.

Too annoying.

It's almost lingering and everywhere. Apart from being able to concentrate on doing things at work, you can feel good for a while. As soon as you are free, this person will try his best to get into his mind the words he has said to him.

Until the time of get off work, Meng Yingning slowly got up from the table, stood up and walked towards the bathroom, and after coming out of the inner room, he walked to the bathroom, supported the marble countertop with his hands, and looked at the person in the mirror.

The circles of my eyes were dark, my eyes were almost bigger than my eyes, my lips were hanging listlessly, and my lips were a little white.

Meng Yingning, you are a little promising.

Are men in this world dead? Men with two legs are not everywhere, so why do you think of a bastard every day?

Meng Yingning sighed, turned on the faucet, raised his hand, and threw a handful of cold water on his face.

Cold water has stimulated it and people have become much more energetic.

Meng Yingning took a piece of paper, slowly wiped the water droplets on her face, and turned around and left the bathroom.

Someone came towards me. Meng Yingning glanced at the slightest light, lowered her head and wiped her hands slowly, and turned to the side and gave in to the side.

As a result, the man also took a step to the side.

Meng Yingning turned sideways again.

The man walked half a step almost at the same time.

Meng Yingning raised her head.

The man touched his nose with an awkward look on his face and apologized for no reason: "Sorry."

Meng Yingning took a step back and nodded: "Editor Yu."

Yu Hean, the new editor-in-chief of "singo", has no other advantage, but his special gentleness.

On the first day of taking office, this man greeted everyone very politely at the morning meeting. He smiled and crazily picked up the themes of every issue from the founding of the main magazine to the present. He scrapped all the special topics and manuscripts of the new magazine and let them stay up late and work overtime for three consecutive weeks, becoming the most turtle editor-in-chief of the magazine "singo" in history. None of them.

The gentle and jade-like picking first person, sit firmly in the egg and picking the throne of the champion without wavering.

Meng Yingning still clearly remembers that after she solved the Lu Yuyan's incident, the man slowly said in the conference room: "I really look like an alpaca. Did Teacher Lin have something unclean in his mind? Why did he find such a cover model for no reason? When "singo" was founded, it was positioned as a high-end and cutting-edge elite magazine route. Even if the cover model and celebrity does not find the right front line, at least it cannot help poverty."

Yu Hean smiled and said, "I want to take a cover with her. Am I going to make a book called "Animal World"? Home page title - The Charm of Mysterious Animals: Exploring the Past and Present of Alpacas."

“…”

Silent.

Look, what is gentle, kind, respectful and frugal.

What is a young master?

Meng Yingning thought it was quite magical. This person could perfectly combine the attributes of turtle hair, vicious tongue and meanness with gentleness.

After she said hello, Yu Hean also took a step back and said warmly: "The face is not very good."

“…”

Meng Yingning looked confused: "Ah?"

"Your director said you are not very energetic recently. I think you are really distracted during meetings. Are you worried?" Yu He'an said quietly, "If you have any worries, you can tell me. I'm quite good at enlightening people."

“…”

Editor-in-chief, are you serious when you say this?

Meng Yingning was flattered: "It's nothing, I may not have had much rest recently."

Yu Hean: "Everyone has been under great pressure recently, but sometimes self-regulation is still very important. In any case, your own affairs should not affect your work efficiency."

Meng Yingning was motivated to be a perfect dog-legged person and said respectfully: "Editor Yu, what you said."

"So take advantage of this team building to adjust its status," Yu He'an looked at her and smiled slightly, "If I see you staring outside the window during the meeting, I'll tell you to be distracted several times without any response, you don't have to do it in the editorial department. If you have so many worries every day, it's better to just go to the first floor to sweep the toilet and talk to the toilet."

Meng Yingning: “…”

Although Yu He'an said something that made people want to find someone to put a sack on him, it was indeed her fault recently.

Too much thought was placed on Chen Wang, which led to her being like a heartless and heartless love brain every day, and she should be scolded.

After thinking it through, Meng Yingning took a bubble bath, applied a facial mask, and slept comfortably at night while listening to pure music.

The next day was Saturday. Before going to bed, Meng Yingning made an appointment with Lu Zhihuan: [Have you slept with Ergou?]

Lu Zhihuan replied in seconds: [If you have something to do, please talk to Dad!]

Meng Yingning: [Are you free tomorrow night? How many drinks will you come out to have?]

Lu Zhihuan:【!!!】

Through the screen, Meng Yingning could feel his excitement: [I am so fucking free, you are all busy like dogs, and finally someone comes to play with me.]

Lu Zhihuan: [Fox, you are the most interesting. I call Brother Chen Wang every day, but he doesn’t come out.]

It's best not to come out.

Meng Yingning no longer wants to see Chen Wang.

She is a chic little fox, why bother hanging her on a tree?

Or is it this kind of ten thousand-year-old iron tree that will basically never bloom in this life.

Meng Yingning was angry when she heard this name. She applied a facial mask and crossed her legs, typing: [What's the point of calling him out? Two old men who can't make a fuck in three days, why not call me two handsome guys.]

Meng Yingning paused, and didn't know who was stubborn and stubborn. She bit her lip and angrily ran a few trains: [I want to be stormed.]

Mr. Lu has always been extremely enthusiastic about going out to play.

The place I chose was the bar I went to when I opened an electronic music party last time. When Meng Yingning arrived, the venue was already very hot.
To be continued...