"Whose information are you talking about? It's probably a woman's! It seems that Mr. Lu doesn't have emotions and desires, just like us!"

"Then who do you think that woman is? If it hadn't been for that text message today, I guess we would have had to fight for another two hours!" Obviously everyone could see that Lu Junhao was in a better mood because of receiving that text message, no?

I argued with them and got another day of grace.

Everyone was talking about it, completely ignoring that Yao Jianyun, the vice president of the company, was still present. He patted the table with the documents in his hand and reminded in a deep voice: "If you can't come up with a plan tomorrow, just wait for the northwest wind! If you still want to inquire about the boss,

Private | Life | Life! Are you tired of living?"

Everyone woke up from a dream, immediately fell silent, shook their heads in dismay, and left the conference room.

…

Tao Wanru stared at the word "um" for five minutes, as if she wanted to read some other information from this word, but there was none.

Looking at the bright and delicate little flowers, and looking at the concise one-word reply, she really couldn't connect the two. How could this person be romantic and pretend to be cool at the same time? He was so precious with words.

Jin, don’t you agree with one more word?

However, perhaps because she said she liked this flower, in the next few days, she actually received a bouquet of platycodon flowers at about the same time every morning. The ones from the previous day were still bright, and she was reluctant to throw them away on her desk.

Unable to let it go, she had no choice but to part with it and put it on Xia Baihe's table next door.

Seeing her reluctant expression, Xia Baihe squeezed his eyes and joked: "Don't worry, I will take good care of these flowers!" She blushed and glared at her.

He has been busy recently and has no time to see her, but he calls her every night. The two of them chatted about everything and refused to hang up until the phone became hot. Tao Wanru's insomnia was cured without treatment, and within a few days, her complexion returned to normal.

Getting better.

Therefore, women are like flowers, they all need to be nourished. Flowers without love will wither, no matter how beautiful they are.

On Saturday again, Liu Xiaoya, who hadn't contacted her for a long time, called her, her tone full of complaints, "Wanru, what's the matter with you? Every time I don't contact you, you just disappear. We agreed

We are friends who often get together, but they always forget us!"

She explained sheepishly: "I have been very busy recently. I was afraid that you would be busy too, so I didn't look for you." After all, she felt guilty for lying. After speaking, she quickly made up for it, "Then do you have time today? Come out for a walk?"

She said: "I don't have time to go shopping today, but I have other arrangements."

"What's the arrangement?"

"Zheng Dongyang has a girlfriend. He's treating me to a treat tonight. All my classmates from Qiandao are here. He even specifically asked me to invite you. What do you think? Will you give me face?"

Since everyone was talking about this, how could she "not give face" and immediately replied: "Of course, where are you tonight? I will definitely go there."

Zheng Dongyang was also present at the class reunion not long after returning to China. She said that she had a good relationship with this boy when she came to high school, but later she went abroad and became estranged from all her classmates.

Liu Xiaoya said that the place to eat was a higher-end restaurant in the city. After hearing this, she joked: "It seems that classmate Zheng is doing well."

"It's not that he's doing well, it's that he's lucky enough to have a second-generation rich girlfriend. Now he can save thirty years of hard work!" Liu Xiaoya finished sourly and hung up the phone neatly, "I'll be sure to come tonight!
Chapter completed!