"Do you hear that?"

When the voice fell, an employee hurriedly answered and said: "Director Liang, I'll arrange it immediately, my mother should be in the office now, I'll call, I'll call......"

Director Liang waved his hand impatiently when he heard this, then frowned again, and asked loudly, "How many times have I told you before!"

"There are no rules, but whenever you borrow a book, you must have my signature!"

"Dare to love, you are taking my words as a deaf ear, right?"

"Who lent this book, I don't think it's clear that I don't take it seriously......"

As soon as the curator became angry, everyone shrank their necks in fright, looking silent.

At this time, Assistant Rhine reached out and smoothed out his messy hair, glanced at Fan Qiushui hatefully, and said coldly: "Curator, I know who it is!"

"Fan Qiushui, she lent this book, and she asked me to sign it!"

After receiving the reply, Director Liang's face suddenly became gloomy and he walked over directly, and when he looked at it, he suddenly trembled with anger.

It's work time, and Fan Qiushui is actually lying in a man's arms.

Moreover, seeing that her face was red and fluttering, and her body was weak, it was obvious that she was a little girl's coquettish appearance.

Speaking of which, this Fan Qiushui has almost become a demon in her heart recently, which can be described as love and hate.

Director Liang has been in the largest museum in Pingjing for more than ten years, and the other employees have used their connections to work here, and only Fan Qiushui is the only one who has been admitted by virtue of his true talent.

She is a well-deserved talented woman!

Knowledgeable, empathetic, self-motivated, and very good-looking, under normal circumstances, as long as there are no accidents, the future of this kind of girl is destined to be bright.

casually being taken by that rich boy brother, then you don't have to worry about it in this life.

When he ran for assistant before, Fan Qiushui was the first place, and he was several streets away from the second place.

It is said that she deserves her name, but by coincidence, within a few days of becoming an assistant, she ushered in a blow.

She was sick.

Moreover, it is almost a terminal illness.

Lupus erythematosus!

Even if you look at the whole world, it is notorious, in the eyes of ordinary people, cancer is already an incurable disease, but this disease, more than that, not to mention that there is no hope of cure, the cost of continuous life is astronomical.

Speaking of which, Fan Qiushui is also a regular employee of the library, and she has a compilation, so the hospitalization expenses will be reimbursed, and every time she comes to her with the hospitalization list, she will be speechless with heartache.

As soon as the news came out, the employees who had been friends with Fan Qiushui before also subconsciously distanced themselves and drew a clear line.

It was okay at first, after all, I didn't see it when I looked up, but then it intensified, and even the canteen didn't let Fan Qiushui enter.

There are also elevators, and toilets have become forbidden places.

Even wherever she touched, it had to be disinfected and disinfected.

Fan Qiushui is a very intellectual, very bookish beauty, on the surface she looks soft and weak, but in fact she is very tough inside.

At first, she was a little uncomfortable, but later, she mainly asked to change the duty schedule, and everyone else was a shift of three people, and she only had herself.

He even took the initiative to propose the most deserted place in the Museum of Culture and History.

In addition to these, she also controlled the cost of her own treatment, reduced the number of visits to the hospital, and to some extent, also reduced the burden on Director Liang.

This made Director Liang a little surprised, but also a little relieved, and a little sad.

She had this frightening illness, so she was naturally not qualified for the position of assistant curator, and later re-ran for election, which naturally fell on Inle's head.

Now almost all the staff members hope that Fan Qiushui's disaster will die soon, out of sight and out of mind, including Director Liang, who also has such thoughts.

Although the number of visits to Van Qiushui is now less, and the cost is lower than before, it is still an astonishing astronomical amount in the long run.

And now......

Seeing that Fan Qiushui actually maintained such an ambiguous posture with a man during working hours, it was like a lead, detonating all the anger that had been squeezed over the years.

"Smack!"

Curator Liang slapped the table hard, and said angrily: "Fan Qiushui, do you know what you are doing!"

"This is the library, not a place for you to meet privately!"

"It's not like that!"

"It's working time, you ...... like this"

"You're a top student, what are you like this?"

The blood and phlegm that had accumulated for a long time before were forced out by Zheng Shaoqiu in a unique way, and Fan Qiushui now felt that his breathing was getting smoother and smoother, just like ......

It's like not being sick.

In a trance, she seemed to go back to a few years ago, when she could run on the playground in her youthful college days......

A layer of fine pimples formed on her body, she glanced up at Curator Liang, and wanted to stand up, but she didn't have any strength at all.

Her lips moved, and some dry lips opened a slit, but she didn't say half a sentence as before.

Seeing her like this, Curator Liang felt his anger rushing upwards.

He raised his hand, pointed at Zheng Shaoqiu's nose, and reprimanded viciously: "Who are you, what are you doing?"

"Do you know what this place is?!"

"What is your relationship with Fan Qiushui? This is a library, a public place!"

"What kind of system have you become?"

"In public, there is moral turpitude, and there is no shame at all!"

"Look at your young age, what about your qualities?"

This was said very politely, and in the end it gradually turned into a roar.

Zheng Shaoqiu wiped the foam on his face casually, glanced at him lightly, and said in a calm tone: "May I ask ......?"

"Which eye did you see me and Ms. Fan Qiushui?"

Hearing this, the anger on Director Liang's face became more and more angry, and he said angrily: "Which other eye?"

"I saw it in both eyes!"

"You ...... Hugging and hugging like this, and saying that you didn't mess around?"

Zheng Shaoqiu glanced at him when he heard this, and explained in a low voice: "It's a matter of urgency, just now Ms. Fan Qiushui spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm that has been accumulated for a long time, and now she has no strength in her body at all, I guess she can't lift her arms." ”

After a pause, he accentuated his tone slightly: "Do you want your employees to lie on the hard floor?"

"As a curator, is this the proper demeanor to be so inconsiderate to the staff?"

Hearing this, Director Liang was stunned for a moment.