The only bad thing about working here is that I often run into people talking behind my back.

Inevitably, some people, even if she is on the same level as them, as long as she looks better than them, people still don't accept the sour words.

The rumors of Luo Qingyu and the farmer's three young people are the sequelae of the previous posts, the posts were deleted, and the situation of her shopping with others has always remained in the minds of gossips.

Unless the two of them smashed out the identification certificates of their brothers and sisters, the two of them must have a leg in their eyes, and they can't wash it away.

Individual women, in particular, are able to accept that men are better than themselves, but do not accept that there are women who stand taller than them. If there is, it must be climbing to the top of a man, and he is down-to-earth but no one appreciates the old grievances.

This phenomenon is too common, if you talk about it behind your back, since the front is just up, she just scolds it, and she doesn't go to her heart.

After class at noon, she returned to her office and found a bouquet of pink tulips with firm branches and elegant leaves on the table. She reached out and flipped through it, but found no words or small cards.

Last year it was Zeng Gongzi, who is it this year?

Luo Qingyu picked up the phone on the desktop and dialed the front desk, "Who sent the flowers?"

"I don't know, there's no signature. The young lady at the front desk guessed, "Could it be last year?"

No way, last year, that Zeng Gongzi gave her a stack of discount cards from famous stores in the city, and then disappeared. Those sons and brothers are just playing, and when they encounter hard stubble, they will flash immediately, how can they play a game with her?

"The old rule, don't bring unnamed flowers into my office in the future. ”

Putting down the phone, Luo Qingyu once again picked up the bouquet and rummaged through it, but still didn't find it, so he casually threw it into the trash can on the table.

"Oops," someone happened to pass by at the door, and found that she was throwing flowers and wanted to stop it, but she didn't catch up. I couldn't help but stand at the door, knocked lightly on the door, and asked cautiously, "This flower...... Questions?"

Luo Qingyu looked up when she heard the sound and saw a forest girl dressed in a style similar to that of a flower shop maid standing at the door, her eyes showing doubt and a hint of condemnation.

"Well, this is the flower in my shop, is it not well packaged or do you not like it?" the girl explained when she saw that she was puzzled.

Luo Qingyu understood the other party's words and said, "Flowers are no problem, I don't accept strangers' flowers." ”

"Flowers...... It's innocent. The girl was a little distressed, and expressed her meaning as gently as possible, "We are very careful to bandage and prune each bouquet, hoping that the customer will like it." ”

"I also like flowers, but there are high hopes for them, and that happens to be what I hate the most. Luo Qingyu said patiently while cleaning up the table, "I don't accept the other party's high expectations, the trash can is its best destination."

If you are distressed, the next time you meet an unnamed flower giver, please help me reject him. ”

The girl smiled, "May I come in?"

"Yes. I don't know what the other party's intentions are, Luo Qingyu nodded.

"My name is Lin Wei," when the girl came in, she took out a business card from the pocket of her light green trousers and handed it over, "This is my business card, there is the address and phone number of my store on it, the flowers and potted plants you have here are all from our store, you can call this number next time you need it." ”

The florist is relatively close to here and can be delivered to your door.

Luo Qingyu took it and looked at it, and responded with a smile: "Okay." "Put it in the business card case in the drawer.

"This garbage bag looks like a new ......," the girl pointed to her desk.

Luo Qingyu glanced at her hand, "New one, but I'm against it being re-sold." ”

"No, I'll take it back and trim it and stick it in the shop. Miss Lin didn't hesitate to take out the bouquet and remove the wrapping paper outside, "I remember that your surname is Luo, and I won't give you any flowers without a name in the future." ”

Confirm with her in advance, so as not to miss the pursuit of a handsome guy in the future, and blame yourself instead.

"Okay, thanks. Luo Qingyu smiled.

The customer is God, and whether the other party will affect the business of the flower shop is not something you should worry about. Everyone has the right to be willful, as long as they can afford the consequences of being willful.

Seeing Miss Lin away, Xiong Chunmei came over, she knocked on the door, "Qingyu, where are you going to eat at noon?"

"Good. ”

"I booked two places, and I'm going to introduce people to blind dates later, don't go over. Xiong Chunmei cautiously advised.

Luo Qingyu immediately put up an OK gesture seriously, as long as it has nothing to do with him, there is no problem at all with the passerby. She rarely went to the cafeteria to eat, because the atmosphere there made her feel the cold of the high places.

She doesn't mind being isolated, she just doesn't want to be stared at as an after-dinner topic.

......

Xiong Chunmei took the first step, and when Luo Qingyu arrived at the restaurant, she was chatting and laughing with the three men and women at another table. When he sat down in his place, Luo Qingyu glanced over there, and probably guessed their identities in his heart.

The man's appearance is delicate, and he is indeed on par with the little fresh meat on the screen, with a gentle smile and seems to be quite talkative.

The one sitting next to him should be his mother, with a hearty smile, glasses blocking her sharp gaze at the girl opposite, a slightly stronger person.

The young girl sitting next to Xiong Chunmei looked gentle, smiled sweetly, had a soft and brisk voice, and was frank and generous, as if she did not notice the man's mother's scrutiny.

Tsk, a table of powerful characters, don't dare to provoke, don't dare to provoke.

Luo Qingyu ordered her own package, and then ordered her share according to Xiong Chunmei's information, and then took out her mobile phone and sat quietly and waited.

"Hello Mr. Luo. ”

A milky and cautious greeting came from the side, attracting Luo Qingyu's attention. She turned her face to look, hurriedly put down her phone, and reached out to touch the little girl's face, "Ouch, Xiao An'an, are you here for dinner?"

The big eyes of the little girl who greeted her suddenly narrowed into a crescent moon, crooked, and nodded vigorously, "Hmm." "Her surname is Shi, Shi An'an, the youngest student in Luo Qingyu's morning class, a slender little girl.

"Hello Teacher Luo," it was her father Shi Mingli who picked up the little girl from class, with a good face and thirty years old, giving people a sense of gentleness and steadfastness, "The little girl passed by here and had to come in to say hello, in fact, our family was nearby......"

The part-time workers in the family have already cooked the meal, and it is impossible for the father and daughter to eat here.

The meaning of an adult's words can be understood as soon as you hear it.

Luo Qingyu teased the little girl, and then cooperated with the patient father to coax the child out of the restaurant. The little girl is four years old and was born in a single-parent family. The Shi family saw that she liked to dance, so they sent her in.

Other teachers were not at ease, and when they heard that Teacher Luo had healed a student's foot, they sent the child to her class. They feel that parents have nothing to worry about teachers who are willing to squat down and massage the soles of their students' feet.

Compared with other students, Luo Qingyu also paid special attention to this little girl. Not for anything else, because this student can only live to be 9 years old, which is a little pity.

Waiting for the students and parents to leave, Luo Qingyu's attention continued to return to the mobile phone, unaware that the small movement on his side attracted a lot of attention.

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