"Curing Trivia 3:

Most people say 'what's wrong?' just to satisfy curiosity and don't mean to help you.

And the person you care about, since you don't dare to send a private message, you already have the answer in your heart.

Therefore, there is no need to always post those hypocritical sentences on social networks.

He doesn't love you, and it's useless for you to send a suicide note. ”

Noon. Flower Season Clothing Company. General Manager's Office.

Wang Lun took the report from the new female treasurer and read it carefully.

But as a fashion designer, he noticed the hem of the woman's dress when she leaned over.

Wang Lun frowned and said, "What are you wearing?"

The female treasurer cautiously said: "This year's flower season, numbered N117791......"

When she first joined the company, she had already tried to understand Mr. Ou's reminder several times: both male and female employees of the company must wear brand styles, and any person who pulls out is a live signboard.

"The original design concept of this suit is obviously mine, but now many people don't believe it and change it blindly!" Wang Lun patted his head helplessly, and directly untied the flower collar of the female financial placket, "The first button can't be buttoned, so it's ...... like this."

The female treasurer was so frightened that she hid back, but when she saw Wang Lun's extremely serious and paranoid attitude again, she was half relieved and half hesitant to be at the mercy.

Wang Lun also leaned back, as if he was still dissatisfied, and untied the meticulous coiled hair of the female finance with his bare hands, and loosened the folds of her hairline for her.

He took two steps back, stared for a while, seemed very satisfied, pointed to a corner of the room and said, "Okay, you now hurry up and take a selfie under this lamp, send a circle of friends, remember to note that this is Wang Lun's design!"

The female treasurer smiled unconsciously, and just wanted to raise her phone.

Wang Lun got his hands on again: "Oh no, it's not right, it's better to take back a little bit here, blame me, the day I just drew the picture......"

The female treasurer has long been not averse to his professional demeanor, but the office door was pushed open with a "bang".

Lin Qinhong said half-jokingly angrily: "HOO! brother-in-law, I caught my sister during work hours!"

Wang Lun accepted the divine saying: "Why do I say that the logic of you people is always ......?"

However, he was interrupted by his own straight eyes. Lin Qinhong was wearing a purple dress with a semi-hollow shawl, playful with some neatness of a commuting woman, which became more and more moving under the reflection of her beautiful figure.

This is exactly the extreme that Wang Lun fantasized about when he conceived this outfit.

Lin Qinhong pointed at the female treasurer: "You go out first." ”

The female treasurer looked at the two of them and exited the door in peace.

Wang Lun feigned anger and said, "What are you doing!"

Lin Qinhong pouted and said, "I don't think she looks at you right!"

Wang Lun said helplessly: "You just think too much." This is how many misunderstandings arose. ”

"Then I don't care!" Lin Qinhong half-leaned on the desk in the general manager's office, very moving, "Whoever let them threaten my sister, they are my imaginary enemies! Anyway, you can only like my sister Anlan, you can't look at other girls!"

"Hehe. Wang Lun sat back on his transfer and said with sarcasm, "You are too simple. You treat people so unreservedly, but I don't know if others appreciate it. ”

Lin Qinhong was puzzled: "Brother-in-law, what do you mean by this?"

Wang Lun sighed and said, "If An Lan is half as sincere as you, I will be satisfied." ”

Lin Qinhong seemed to be anxious, and approached him intentionally or unintentionally, "Hey, you can make it clear!, where is my sister not good to you!" She sneered at Wang Lun, "Why do you always misunderstand my sister Anlan every day, what do you mean.....

"Okay, don't talk about it, you're stupid!" Wang Lun stroked the tips of her hair with pity, "What do you want to eat at noon?"

"Grilled fish!" Lin Qinhong said with innocent eyes, and then seemed to react again, "Hey, don't divert the topic, don't think you can use food to send me away, are you quarreling with my sister again!"

"Hahaha......" Wang Lun gently pushed her hand away, "Okay, go to the garage and wait for me, I'll pack up and go down." ”

Flower Season Clothing Company. Corridor.

Mu Chan confidently swayed slowly into this place full of fashionable atmosphere.

Before coming, she was tormented under the guidance of the physical teacher Lu Tianheng had made an appointment, and trained intensively for more than ten hours.

At this time, Mu Chan was wearing a bright yellow short skirt, which was Wang Lun's immature design when she was a sophomore, but the exaggerated color only made people feel full of aura under her steady and just right moves.

At the passing by, the endless female employee A was holding up her mobile phone obsessively, and asked the female employee C for her opinion: "Do I really want to send it...... But he always said that he was busy, and that I would not be too ignorant......"

"Of course......, you have to send it every day," the female employee C said confidently, "If you want him, you have to tell him, straight men don't take the initiative, he doesn't contact Gao Leng, it's a lack of tendons, maybe he's just waiting for you to contact him......"

Mu Chan walked over, leaned her slender body against the partition between the desks, and stretched out her hand to make a "no" gesture.

Mu Chan's self-confidence was a little more, but she still slowed down for a few seconds, she wanted to completely abandon the righteous anger and anxiety caused by An Lan before doing this series of words and deeds.

She stared at the female clerk A and said slowly, "If he's busy, why are you bothering him? If he's not busy and doesn't contact you, then why are you contacting him?"

Female staff A was stunned, but nodded as if she had suddenly realized.

Listeners in the office let out a number of "OMG" exclamations. is like Mu Chan in college.

This theory was obviously taught by An Lan back then. Let yourself be able to live in harmony with He Yan in the years when love is beginning but I don't know how to advance or retreat. Mu Chan thought depressedly.

However, at the same time, she remembered Li Xin's alarm bell: "Truth is truth." But whether a sentence of truth can be heard depends on the way you say it. ”

Under the gaze of everyone, Mu Chan walked to the door of the general manager's office.

She stared straight at Wang Lun's name tag and fell into deep thought.