Crazy, crazy, how can Mr. Mo not be Mr. Mo?

When I came out of the cold drink shop, I walked home with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and as soon as I remembered An's face, I couldn't help but flash two words in my mind: crazy! If I had to make up three words, it could only be: she was crazy!

Being asked to cooperate by a madman is an experience that is even more heart-wrenching than watching one of the most shocking ghost movies in the cinema. I glared at Jiang Beisheng in fear and said reproachfully: "It's all your fault!

"I didn't expect it to turn out like this. Jiang Beisheng followed closely and muttered with an aggrieved face: "It was you who said it yourself, she wanted to talk to you about me, and I was curious." ”

"Curious about what?" I muttered regardless of it: "The lady of the bubble tea shop who is curious about all kinds of emotions empathizes and falls in love with you?"

"Don't say it so ugly. Jiang Beisheng's aggrieved little eyes I saw pity, and his tone was the same, and there was a sign of weakness in his defense: "Just like you said, she is not a middle-aged woman with a bucket waist and a pockmarked face, she is a woman with all kinds of amorous feelings, this kind of woman is anxious to talk to my nominal wife about me, if it is you, can you not be curious?"

"Isn't that still mine?" I said, shaking my head, baring my teeth.

Jiang Beisheng smiled and pulled away half a step from me, and persuaded with a pleasant face: "Calm down, calm down." ”

"How can you calm down?" I tapped the back of my hand, looking desperate that a catastrophe was about to happen: "I didn't hear anyone say, if I didn't agree, she would encourage her lover to find Mr. Mo to get rid of me." Hmph, the junior who can tear up with his wife is really not a good type. "Despair makes me want to scold.

Jiang Beisheng carefully accompanied the smiling face and reminded carefully: "Wu Xiaoqi, when you are talking on the street, do you want to make everyone know?"

A woman from a good family makes a shameless junior bullied to the point of being unable to fight back, is this something that everyone knows?

I was angry and dared not speak, in Jiang Beisheng's words, like a dumb cannon.

Before going to bed, Jiang Beisheng knocked on my door.

I leaned against the head of the bed and said in a rough voice through the door panel, "Sleep, I'll talk about something tomorrow." ”

"If you want to pretend to be asleep and can't open the door, don't talk to me so angrily. Jiang Beisheng's ridicule is more annoying than the most annoying lice: "I warmed a glass of milk for you, so that you can be shocked." "But his thoughtfulness that is difficult to distinguish between good and evil really makes me a little overwhelmed.

I opened the door to him, and the guy had a glass of milk in his hand.

"Drink. His gentle appearance was like Bai Muyan who saw Zuo Lan. It's really gentle.

I obediently drank the milk, turned the empty cup and handed it to him: "Drink, you can go out." ”

"Hey~"

It's me who is being bullied, and it's not you, why are you sighing?

I sat loosely at the head of the bed, tilted my head, squinted my eyes, and the sighing man pinched the cup with one hand, and landed on my shoulder with the other: "Wu Xiaoqi, don't take it too seriously." ”

"You really don't have a backache when you stand and talk. My eyes drooped, and I was lonely, and I grieved with exhaustion.

"Then I'll sit down and talk. The person standing in front of me sat down and saw my eyelids flutter uncontrollably: "I didn't mean that, I meant ......"

"An extramarital affair that has been in love and killing each other for 16 years, do you really think that just one of them can make a fair and considerable assessment of the love and hatred of three people?" Jiang Beisheng's sudden return to the truth made me stunned: "Can you respect me a little, don't always treat me as a fool, can you?"

"Uh, you're not stupid?" didn't listen to my words at all, the man deliberately raised his tone, and the corners of his mouth with a smile hooked a different kind of deep meaning: "That's really gratifying." ”

What do I love about this man?

Love him with a poisonous tongue, or do you love him with a bad character?

Can't you give advice well?

Do you have to be yin and yang weird to slander this girl's IQ is not as good as him to feel at ease?

Rotten people!

After driving Jiang Beisheng away, I lay on the bed and complained to him for a long time. So that this sleep, it is better to sleep without milk.

The next day, not long after arriving at the unit, the fairy's special line called the statistics department. Answering the call from the fairy in the Statistics Department, it was indeed the first time since I joined the Statistics Department.

I was a little panicked: "Do you want to go now?" I asked again uncertainly.

"No, still," the fairy's long-lost arrogance was both familiar and unfamiliar, "Are you going to meet some other leader?" Or is it that before I called you, another leader had already called you and asked you to meet him now?"

"Director, you're mistaken. Relying on the fact that it was not face-to-face, I rolled my eyes at the air: "Sister Zhang Sheng broke her foot yesterday and is lying in the hospital on sick leave, and when I leave, the Statistics Department will have to close." So, I wanted to ask if I could delay your meal a little bit when it was almost time to leave work at noon. ”

"That's right, Wu Xiaoqi, after a few days of hard work, I learned to instruct me. ”

I have been a cow and a horse for this woman for several years, and I have to wait until today, I, am I easy?

"Director, you misunderstood again, I'm not instructing, I'm suggesting. ”

"Don't give me nonsense, let you come over now, you can come quickly. Don't forget, you're not from the Statistics Department yet!"

There was a click, and the phone hung up.

Sure enough, I didn't look at me as an outsider.

I cleaned it up briefly, and then carefully removed the stud earrings from the inside pocket of my satchel and put them in my jacket pocket.

Zhang Sheng is right, without her help, I can't sit on the chair of the Statistics Department. Taking advantage of the opportunity to meet the fairy, I went by and did the thing that intimidated the caterpillar. Save yourself from being slow for a while, and miss your future.

After making up my mind, I walked briskly downstairs.

It is said that the earth is a village, communication is a circle, you will not see you today, you will not see tomorrow, you will see you tomorrow, you will see you the day after tomorrow.

I didn't believe it, but now I do.

I thought I wouldn't have much chance to see the fairy in my life, but in a few days, I met again, and it was still this damn way of meeting.

"I'll have a little more time here," the fairy stretched her neck from the comfort of the boss's chair, her eyes as cold as before, "You go to the reception room and get my package back." ”

"What did the director buy again?" Garlic looked up from the desk opposite the fairy, her eyes glancing at me, but she didn't delay her from currying favor with her boss: "Is it a skirt again?"

"Well, didn't you all say that the long dress I bought last week suits me very well?" The corner of the fairy's eyes added a warm color: "I went back and asked, and the store said that it was new and blue." Blue is my favorite color, so I gave it away. ”

"The director has white skin and wears blue to show white. "Well, I almost forgot, I turned my gaze to the man who said it, and said to myself: And the stupidity of the Mediterranean, also not seen for a few days.

"Who told you that blue is white......"

I silently withdrew, and the chairman and deputy director would shuttle one or two topics about the director's fetishes, this kind of unique meeting, which I haven't seen for a long time.