The shrews sprinkled in the public unit, and naturally the public family cleaned it up.

Although the middle-aged security guard downstairs can't deal with people who can threaten the security of the office building in any sense, it is still not a problem to deal with an old lady who can only oppress people with a husband who is an official.

After the security uncle went upstairs, he was more fierce than the old lady, and he was quite professional, adhering to the principle of a gentleman from beginning to end, after a street scolding with strong firepower, he immediately threatened to call the police, plus Lin Miao was still crazy on the side, and reminded loudly and friendly, "I have a hundred ways to make your son's file have one more record of being interrogated by the public security and accompany him for life" , Xiang Qihui finally couldn't resist it, and shouted to Lin Miao with a strong inwardness that the old lady will make you look good sooner or later, and your whole family will be retributed sooner or later, and pulled her son down the stairs angrily. Lin Miao and Jiang Xiaohong breathed a sigh of relief, and then silently gave a thumbs up to the security uncle.

It's good that you don't do it, otherwise it's a little bit difficult.

"This person is sick...... Jiang Xiaohong was at a loss by Xiang Qihui's sudden frenzy.

Lin Miao was very open-minded.

In the two months he spent his last life as a temporary worker on the street, he would meet an average of "excited crowds" like today every other day, which is not surprising in itself. Besides, he could also see that Xiang Qihui originally came with emotions, and he was full of Lin Miao owing her, and this favor must be helped, otherwise it would be the idea of not paying off the debt. As a petty official's wife who obviously has no personal cultivation to speak of, Lin Miao broke her mind on the spot and poked at her pain points, so reasonable, Xiang Qihui must have felt that she had the rationality to be mad, and maybe when she sat down, she had already preset the next reaction procedure for herself.

Procedure 1: If Lin Miao agrees to give the first prize, she will happily accept it, and then go home to show off to her husband how good she is, not only to get back the face of her son's "world champion" who was robbed last time, but also to get on the line with Lin Miao, who will let Lin Miao's family owe her?

Procedure 2: If Lin Miao doesn't agree, then scold.

It's all about your mood, that's it.

"I'm brain-dead, I shouldn't have brought her up. Lin Miao admitted her mistake lightly, then took two sacks of students from Jiang Xiaohong's office and submitted them, and quietly entered her office.

Jiang Xiaohong looked at Lin Miao as if her mood was a little wrong, but since Lin Miao didn't say much, she didn't ask much.

The two men closed their doors, and the hallway was quiet again.

Lin Miao entered the inner hut of the team office, poured all the two sacks of letters on the ground, and looked at them slightly distracted while opening the letters, and a shadow lingered in his heart for a long time.

If Xiang Qihui didn't come to the door by himself today, he wouldn't think much about the things in his previous life. In any case, Jin Deji is full of evil, and he had cancer and braided hair in his previous life, and he has already suffered the retribution he deserves, and he should be dead.

But who would have thought that bastard would be so can't help but chatter, today I saw the wife and children of the enemy in my previous life suddenly appear in front of me, and a lot of negative emotions were passed on when we met, so Lin Miao inevitably had a little more dark thoughts.

It's a pity that the techniques of digging pits for people and making money and killing people are not Lin Miao's specialty after all, and after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't come up with any easy and feasible way to kill Jin Deji, and finally shook his head and gave up this plan for the time being.

Although Lao Tzu knows that he is not a gentleman, he still yearns to be a gentleman. Lin Miao held high the banner of righteousness to cover up the shortcomings in his ability. As for whether this revenge will be avenged, it will have to be analyzed on a case-by-case basis. Now because Xiang Qihui broke out inexplicably and sprinkled it, he wanted to destroy the whole family at every turn, which is obviously unreasonable.

And objectively it can't be done at all.

Don't want to!

Lin Miao shook her head and threw distracting thoughts out of her mind.

Although the discipline competition is over, he still has a bunch of other things to do. The final exam should be prepared, this final exam is the city's unified examination, and he is going to take the exam of the third year of junior high school, and in less than 2 months, he has to take the time to memorize all the texts that should be memorized in the three years of junior high school, and even the rehearsal of the Spring Festival Gala can't stop him from reviewing. There is also "The Truth", which was ghostwritten for Lao Lin for the last time in theory, and when the final exam is over, we must also hurry up and start work.

It's not a lot to talk about, but there's still not enough time. The bastard will ignore him for now, anyway, sooner or later, the malignant cells will proliferate abnormally and spread to the whole body, so there is really no need to pay special attention.

Wait until the end of the Spring Festival Gala next year, and it will be the big goal of the high school entrance examination again, and there will always be competitions in the second half of the semester, and it will inevitably take part in various city and provincial competitions at that time- This time mathematics and natural science won the first prize in the city, maybe next year will be the provincial and national levels, and it seems that the registration time for the national junior high school students' English speech contest is about to start, and the inevitable national junior high school students' essay contest, maybe they will be forced to participate in the national calligraphy competition in the 8-year-old group, fortunately, the talent is limited, and they can't play the piano, dance, and paint, but after the Spring Festival Gala, the children's choir of the Municipal Children's Palace is very likely to recruit widows, right? But I really don't want to go, the grade is too low, I can't spare time and the benefits are not enough, but it is secondary, mainly because I am not worthy of the current identity and status of the widow. My alma mater is proud of me, and I am ashamed of my alma mater, but in fact I am a white-eyed wolf from the south......

In addition to these things that must be faced, the English version of "Seeking Immortals" also has to pay attention to it - although there is a strong combination of Lao Di and Zhang Youwei who is responsible for the final checks, and there is no need to do it himself; and then there is the project opened by Jiang Haifang, he can't completely ignore it, so he has 15% of the company's shares on his back, and he is considered a major shareholder-although Jiang Yang is doing everything, he only needs to look at the contract at the end, sign it, and stamp it; Although Jiang Xiaohong has all the daily work, she only uses Sundays to sit for two hours, one of which is half an hour to brush questions and half an hour to chat, but she still feels that the responsibility is so big, the task is so heavy, and the days are so busy......

Lin Miao thought about it in a variety of ways, and decided the life and death of a submission with just two glances, and threw it on the table, and threw it into a sack for more than half an hour, a sack was full, but there was only one envelope on the table.

"Grandma's, this year's junior high school child, there is really no way to compare with the group of teenagers twenty years later, clichés, no disease moaning is good, do you dare to write something that impacts my worldview?" Lin Miao muttered, and opened another letter casually.

I took out the letter paper, looked at the title, the very cliché "My Ideal", and then glanced down, and suddenly my eyes lit up slightly.

Many years later, when Lao Wang saw the student on TV who he once denounced as an idiot, he would definitely remember the afternoon when I got up and shouted that I would give everything for my ideals. Lao Wang is my homeroom teacher, and I did shoot the case a few days ago, but the student on TV is just my imaginary future self.

My dream is to be a miniature sculptor who carves an entire world with a pencil tip and sells it for a high price. One day, I will go back to school with my work and hold up my 2B pencil to Wang, with a well-detailed hand on the tip of the pencil, and the middle finger of that hand firmly on him, and then I will tell him: Wang, you have gone too far, first of all, the carving knife you broke is very expensive, and secondly, the carving knife carries the soul of an artist. You are a vulgar and boring man with no soul or hair, the world is beautiful because of me, and ugly because of you, so I can earn millions a year, and your salary is only a few hundred yuan a month, do you understand this truth now......?

"Eh, the tone of this second-year teenager is a bit interesting!" Lin Miao glanced at the name on the envelope again.

Dongou Ergao, Huang Gaowei, um...... Undetermined!

Lin Miao lightly threw the envelope on the table, and the rest of the submissions on the ground were all swept into the sack.

All three places were spent.

The two letters on the table today, Wang Dachong from Experimental Middle School, Huang Gaowei from Dongou No. 2 Middle School, and the girl named Zhao Lanlan who stuffed it into him last week. As for the remaining letters, and the ones that will come in the next week, if there are better ones, then they can only be blamed for their bad luck. Life is so cruel......

Lin Miao sat back at the table, took out three promotion recommendation forms, filled them out quickly, and then stamped them with two seals.

Walking out of the team office with the form, Lin Miao pushed open the door of Jiang Xiaohong's office next door, Jiang Xiaohong, who was selecting pending submissions, looked up and said with a smile: "Selected?"

"Hmm. Lin Miao handed the three forms to Jiang Xiaohong and said, "Call it a day." ”

"Good. Jiang Xiaohong took the form and put it in her drawer.

Lin Miao's work is done, and she has to go through all the submissions that Lin Miao has read again.

But now, no matter how busy he is, he has to send Lin Miao back to the hotel first......

Jiang Xiaohong put back her high heels, picked up Lin Miao's schoolbag, took his hand and walked out, taking the time to talk about the things in the keqin store as she walked: "The engineering team has already negotiated, we will go over to demolish the house at 2 o'clock tonight, and the construction will start tomorrow." The greetings of each unit have been done, the procedures are complete, and then find someone to decorate the building, and if you hurry up, the four-story building can be built in a month. If you don't paint it, you can open it during the Chinese New Year. ”

"Then don't paint. Lin Miao said neatly, "Let's do an original ecological decoration and find a better designer to find a way." By the way, there is no problem in building a building to grasp the construction period, but the premise is to pay attention to safety, quality first, and do not abandon the basics. ”

Jiang Xiaohong couldn't help but smile when she heard Lin Miao's full leadership inspecting the construction site.

"Okay, I remember. I'll tell them. ”