Geng Qiu finished eating as fast as he could, and rushed towards the Tianfan Building. Panting at the door of Mo Sifan's office, tidying up his appearance, at 12:05, 5 minutes late. Mo Sifan hates others being late, and he will be deducted 50 oceans for 1 minute late. Geng Qiu sighed, feeling helpless, and knocked on the door of his office.

"Enter. Mo Sifan had already picked up his bag, as if he was about to go out.

"Mr. Mo, you call me?"

"There's a box of cherries behind the door, take it out and divide it. ”

"Oh, good!" Geng Qiu was a little surprised, it was Cheerilee again, well, but fortunately, there was nothing wrong, and he thought he was going to be scolded. But Mr. Mo called her over in a hurry, just to ask her to divide the cherries, didn't she just divide a box.

Mo Sifan seemed to see her thoughts, casually stuffed the materials on the table into his handbag, and said calmly: "I'll go on a business trip right away, in a hurry." ”

"Oh, good. However...... "Actually, what she wants to say is that if you are not in the office, we can also come and get it, but she doesn't dare to say it, she doesn't dare to challenge the authority of the leader, not to mention that he is usually not angry and arrogant, and it is quite scary to start a fire."

"But what?" Mo Sifan asked after his words.

"Oh, it's nothing, that, Mr. Mo, can I ask who is having dinner with you at Luyuan Restaurant today?" Geng Qiu asked cautiously.

"Fancy it?" Mo Sifan raised his head, and a cold air hit, and Geng Qiu could see that Mr. Mo was probably angry. Who Mr. Mo eats with, how can she ask.

"No, no, I just feel familiar", Geng Qiu explained weakly, and he couldn't say that he was old.

"Well, the boss of the magic machine. Mo Sifan said casually and thought for a while, "Your boyfriend, it's not good, you deserve better." ”

"Hmm, is Mr. Mo talking about Lin Heng? He's not my boyfriend, I'm still thinking about it", Geng Qiu scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

"Then don't think about it", Mo Sifan said indifferently, isn't he as good as him?

Thinking of this, he simply opened the door, and Geng Qiu followed out with a box of cherries.

Geng Qiu returned to the office and put the cherries on the ground, and before the others came back from eating, Geng Qiu hurriedly turned on the computer.

When I turned on the computer, my hands were shaking, as if the person I was waiting for was about to appear, excited, nervous, and afraid. Typing the words "Magic Intelligence" in the search engine, a lot of information pops up, Magic Robot Intelligence is doing artificial intelligence, she knows that the most contact in this industry is enterprises and talents, but she didn't pay much attention to it before. It seems that the boss of this company is relatively low-key, Geng Qiu clicked on the introduction of relevant figures, the president's name is Zhou Haidong, the general manager Zhou Zi, Zhou Zi she knows, it seems that some public affairs are generally Zhou Zi's appearance. Zhou Haidong is an uncle in his 50s, and in the photo, his hair is also a little thin, and he doesn't look like the silhouette at noon. However, looking at some of Zhou Zi's activity photos, just a silhouette, it seems to be a bit similar.

Geng Qiu buried his head, nestled on the desk, and sighed self-deprecatingly. How could Zixiu be the boss of the magic machine intelligence, and he couldn't help but think too much. Magic Machine Intelligence has a history of decades in Jindu, although it has experienced enterprise transformation, but it is really not compatible with the teacher. Thinking of this, she sighed

I breathed a sigh of relief, which can be regarded as a relief for my wounded soul.

For the upcoming anniversary celebration, most of the people in the president's office are preparing, and the program of the personnel department was not selected, so there is no need to prepare too much. I heard that there will be a major personnel appointment at this anniversary celebration, but the secrecy is done very well, and no information has been revealed yet, and even she, an important employee of the personnel department, has been concealed. Tang Ningxu is in the know, but this guy is too tight-mouthed, and he has a virtue with the boss, and in the end he is the person the boss likes. It's not good for her to ask Mo Sifan directly, forget it, she doesn't care too much anyway, as a commissioner, she only needs to do her part and be loyal to her direct superiors.

The weather is getting colder, and Jindu ushered in the first snow. The snow began to appear in the afternoon, first sparsely falling, then turning into dandelions, catkins swirling and flying, and at three o'clock in the afternoon, I saw the goose feather snow coming messily outside the window, the sky was dark, and I saw that the near and far places were covered with snow, and the world was quiet and peaceful.

"Look, it's snowing outside, babes. The one who spoke was a 40-year-old sister in the personnel department, because she was taking care of her family, she had no intention of struggling in her career and doing some basic work, more like a system administrator. She is a very easy-going person, because she is older than the other colleagues, and she takes better care of them.

"Wow, it's so rare to snow in Jindu. Zhou Yuecheng was excited like a child.

"yes, it hasn't snowed in 4 years. Geng Qiu sighed.

"You remember that, amazing. Tang Ning lowered his head and gave Geng Qiu a thumbs up.

Geng Qiu didn't speak, but smiled.

"Let's go build a snowman. "Zhou Yuecheng is still a child in the end, and his childlike heart is still intact.

"Aren't you afraid that Mr. Mo will fire you?" Lu Momo, another intern who came in with Zhou Yue, gave him a blank look.

"Mo Sifan is here today?" the eldest sister was surprised.

"Here it is. Lu Momo said.

"No. Zhou Yuecheng raised his head.

"Why don't you two knock on the door?" Geng Qiu said with a smile, looking at these people, before and after, they are the same.

"Don't dare, don't dare. "The two men united again, and there were no differences. Just kidding, if you knock on the door and see that cold face, but you don't have anything to report, it's not pushing yourself into the fire pit. On this point, the people in this department couldn't be clearer.

These two people are really happy enemies, and this office is full of vitality because of these two people. As for Mo Sifan's absence, Geng Qiu didn't know. In the end, the united front still didn't muster up the courage to go downstairs to play in the snow, after all, they still have to make a living, if it is because they are a benchmark department but take the lead in playing during work hours, and are used as a handle by someone with a heart, this matter is really big or small.

By the time I got off work, there was already a lot of snow on the ground, and when I walked on the snow, my shoes were not exposed, and I stepped on the snow "creaking". This is the biggest snow in Jindu in the past 10 years, everyone cleaned up the table early, and got off work on time at 6 o'clock, such a cold night, or go home early.

Geng Qiu also wants to go back early, she doesn't work much overtime this year, she is used to going home early, cooking alone, watching dramas, playing games, studying, and occasionally going back to school to see Ji Jianjun, but that place is too sad, think about it, I don't seem to have been there this year. But she had to wait for an hour, and contacted an IT candidate during the day, who said that it was convenient to interview at half past five, and Geng Qiu made an appointment with the IT director for an interview together.

The interview went well, they were very engaged, and it was already half past six when the interview ended. Geng Qiu stepped on high heels, wore professional clothes and sent off the candidates, and politely told the IT director to slip on the snowy road. Turning back to the office, she changed into snow boots and put on a down jacket to end a tiring day.

As soon as she came downstairs, she was attracted by this vast white field, which was much more snow than four years ago, so much that she couldn't help but want to build a snowman.

"Well, let's pile one. Geng Qiu thought to himself, since he wanted to, he would do it.

Layer by layer, clump by clump, Geng Qiu piled up a very big and ugly, well, ugly, not like a snowman, some like a panda, but not like a panda.

"You're ugly. Geng Qiu couldn't help but shake his head, this artistic talent was outrageously poor, "But ugly and cute." ”

Geng Qiu comforted herself and admired her work. Mo Sifan went downstairs, looked at Geng Qiu, who was creating, oh no, it was an appreciation of artworks, and said with a smile: "What are you doing with abstract and panda?"

Geng Qiu rarely saw him laugh, he looked good when he smiled, it was that kind of calm and atmospheric feeling, he was in a trance all of a sudden, Mr. Mo was in a good mood today.

"Is this a snowman, okay?" Geng Qiu was not satisfied with his questioning of his work that he had been busy with for a long time.

"Snowman?" Mo Sifan repeated meaningfully, he wore a black light down jacket today, and he looked like a young man in his twenties.

"Isn't the snowdrift a snowman?" Geng Qiu replied as a matter of course, pressing an obvious palm print on the snowman's stomach with his hand.

"What are you?"

"Stamp! Mr. Mo, you can also stamp one. ”

Mo Sifan hesitated, he didn't want to do such a childish thing, but he still pressed a big handprint next to Geng Qiu, and after covering it, he said with satisfaction: "Yes, there is the demeanor of a master." ”

Geng Qiu looked at Mo Sifan's big handprint beside him, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little ambiguous. "Mr. Mo won't like himself, right?" Geng Qiu was taken aback by his thoughts, he hadn't seen a woman around Mo Sifan in the past three years, even if it was Mo Wenwen, they rarely met in the company. "It's also very happy to be liked by a man like Mo Sifan, handsome, handsome, successful in his career, and seems to have a lot of money. It's not bad to find a mentor-type husband. Geng Qiu burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Mo Sifan regained his former coldness.

"No, nothing. Geng Qiu's heart is empty, what is she thinking? What kind of mentor-type partner, dreaming?

"Mr. Mo, I'll go first. Geng Qiu blushed and took a step after speaking.

"I'll send you. Mo Sifan looked at her back and shouted.

"No need, it's cold, Mo always go home early. Geng Qiu was afraid that he would send himself, so he quickened his pace.

Mo Sifan didn't want to force her, was she shy to see her just now? It's been three years, and her companionship and waiting don't seem to be so worthless.

Mo Sifan drove in and out of the security room, rolled down the window, and the security guard saw that it was Mo Sifan and hurriedly saluted. "The snowman in Building 7 is kept. With that, he rolled up the window and drove away.