After eating, Jiang Li didn't care about anything, went into his bedroom, and then locked the bedroom door.

- This necessary step she will not forget.

In the group of girlfriends, she told the secret of Liu Qing's age:

"Sisters, I learned a particularly shocking thing today, Mr. Liu of our company is so small!"

This news blew up the group at once:

"What? Mr. Liu is very small, Sister Li, did you see it?"

"But Liu Qingxiao is also normal, looking at his body, thin, weak, and not very big. ”

"That's really the way the national fly is, enoki mushroom!

"But how do you see it?"

"Sister Li, are you now our Sister Lili or our director's wife?"

"How small is it? little finger, or middle finger?"

"Tell me about it, how small is it, is there a picture?"

Jiang Li: "I'm always out of place with you because I'm not perverted enough...... I'm talking about his young age, okay?"

Inside the group:

"How can Mr. Liu's age be young?"

"Isn't that what you said about Sister Li?"

"Sister Li, you definitely did it on purpose!"

"Oh, I'm talking about age, too. I just don't understand what the sisters are talking about. ”

Jiang Li: "It's really small, he took it out and showed it to me today!"

Inside the group:

"Sure enough, it's still that!"

"Sister Li, you're so bad, you even said that you were age!"

"Can you also see the annual rings on that?"

"I'll just say, how can Mr. Liu's age be young?"

"But Sister Li, why did he take it out and show it to you?"

"Hurry up and call the police, we can't let this scoundrel go unpunished!"

Jiang Li was even more depressed: "It's okay, it's okay, are you all right? What I said he took out was his ID card! Where did you all think of it?"

Inside the group:

"Oh, I'm talking about ID cards, I don't know what these sisters are talking about, I can't read it. ”

"ID card, do you take it seriously?"

"And how small is he?"

Jiang Li: "Ninety-eight years ...... A year younger than me. I always thought he was an uncle, but I didn't expect it to be a younger brother......"

Inside the group:

"No, no, no, ninety-eight, eighteen?"

"Sister Li, are you kidding?"

"Sister Li, are you sure you're looking at Mr. Liu's ID card instead of his son's ID card?"

"How can he be smaller than us?"

Jiang Li: "I'm sure that's his ID card, he just looks old on his face, and his actual age is younger than ours." But it's understandable to think about it, the family is poor, and I started writing to earn money when I was in high school, and I went out alone in my teens, and it's normal to look old. ”

Despite her explanation, the sisters in the group still didn't believe it.

It's hard to believe.

How can a person who looks so vicissitudes of life be only 22 years old?

No matter how Jiang Li swore it, they didn't believe it.

Someone stabbed this thing into the crowd:

"Today, Sister Li told us a joke, she said that Liu was always 98 years old, younger than us, and laughed at me to death. ”

As soon as this news was issued, there was a great response in this group:

"How is that possible?"

"Mr. Liu's sons should be more than 98 years old, right?"

"It's so boring to make such jokes, and you shouldn't be discriminated against like this when you're old. ”

"If Mr. Liu is 98 years old, then I am still a post-00s. ”

Anyway, no one believes it.

It wasn't until Fang Hao saw the discussion in the group that he spoke in surprise:

"No, don't you know Liu Qing's real age until now? This guy is just old, he is actually younger than me. ”

Fang Hao's speech shocked those in the group:

"Boss, you're not kidding, are you?"

"How can Mr. Liu be so young?"

"How could he be only twenty-two years old when he was so knowledgeable?"

Several street writers also spoke:

"We Internet writers are a little older, are we so incomprehensible?"

"Although Mr. Liu is our big brother, he is indeed only twenty-two years old. By the way, I'm a post-00 generation, so you shouldn't think it's strange, right?"

"If any of you don't believe it, you can be an online writer for a few years like us, and you will know what it is like to be a full-time worker at the same time. ”

However, no one believes it.

The main thing is how Liu Qing doesn't look so young.

After Liu Qing watched the replay of the show, he noticed that his age was being discussed in the group, which made him very depressed, and he took a photo of his ID card and sent it to the group, and some information was hidden, but his age was not hidden, proving that he was still a teenager.

There are pictures and truths, and the ID cards have been uploaded, which finally dispelled the suspicions of those people.

Then there was an exclamation, all of which said that the traces left by the years on Mr. Liu's face were too heavy, too heavy to be believed.

Fang Hao said in the group:

Liu Qing seems to be vicissitudes, not because he regards the company as his home and worries about the development of the company every day. You still have to take Liu Qing as an example and pay more attention to the development of the company. ”

Liu Qing was honored to say: "This is what I should do. ”

Jiang Li said in the girlfriend group: "See, the ID card has been uploaded, and the boss has personally proved that Mr. Liu is a little fresh meat." ”

The statement "Little Fresh Meat" did not get everyone's approval, but attracted a lot of ridicule:

"No matter how young he is, his image is there, how can he not be considered a little fresh meat, right?"

"This is the worst time that Xiao Xianrou has been hacked. ”

"Sister Li, are you tempted by Mr. Liu's little fresh meat?"

Jiang Li was furious: "What nonsense? How can I be tempted by him? You are slandering my aesthetic ability!"

Although Liu Qing has proven that he is not an old man, his face is there, and no matter how young he is, he can't save the old man with that face.

That's not Jiang Li's dish.

Her wariness of Liu Qing still exists, the bedroom door is locked, and the scissors are still placed under the pillow.

When you go out to the toilet, you also carry scissors with you.

It's just that the vigilance is not as heavy as it was at the beginning, mainly manifested in this night, she no longer nervously paid attention to the wind and grass outside, and at about eleven o'clock in the evening, she fell asleep.

And the quality of sleep that night was pretty good.

So much so that at six or seven o'clock the next day, she woke up naturally.

Seeing that the sky was already bright and people were no longer sleepy, they got dressed and got up.

opened the bedroom door, walked to the kitchen, and saw that Liu Qing was already busy with breakfast there, and said hello:

"Mr. Liu, good morning. ”