To receive, or not to receive?

This is a proposition.

Chen Jingle was very entangled, completely unsure, feeling that he was already on the way to his death, as if he was choosing which one to choose.

These two hundred dollars are really hot.

"Sorry, the user you are transferring money to is not in the service area. ”

Seeing this reply, Zhong Ying's brows furrowed, and she gritted her teeth: "Neurotic, it's not a phone call now, does WeChat have this function?

The baby is so angry!

Chen Jingle, you big coward! You are not a man!

You have the ability to cheat me out of money, you have the ability to receive it!

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I didn't wait for the answer I wanted, so I can say that I was disappointed, but it was reasonable. If it had been that easy, I wouldn't have waited until now.

But she couldn't wipe her face and spoke directly, hinting left and right, but this piece of wood would only pretend to be stupid, which was really annoying.

Chen Jingle was weak-hearted, so he hurriedly excused himself to cook and escaped first.

Zhong Ying put away her mobile phone, sighed, just when the subway arrived, she hurriedly followed the crowd out of the carriage. A few office workers behind him could only watch the sister paper disappear and sigh in their hearts.

I can't help but feel heartache at the thought of such a beautiful sister paper who will become someone else's wife in the future.

……

Back to the rental house.

The rice in the rice cooker had been washed last night, Zhong Ying took out the lean barbecued pork and a few slices of cabbage from the refrigerator and put them in the pot, plugged in the electricity, and made a lazy claypot rice, even if the lunch problem was solved.

Compared with takeaways with more oil and heavy salt, she still likes to cook them herself. Usually I don't have time to go to work, so I can make a simple order, and I cook a soup on Saturdays and Sundays when I have time.

It's just that you live outside and sometimes feel lonely.

At this time, she would take the initiative to harass the wooden classmate Chen Jingle.

Recently, she has started to learn how to cook, and although her cooking talent is average, she has to have a few dishes that she can handle. She has asked a lot of girlfriends for their opinions, and now girls who can cook can add a lot of points in front of boys.

Every time she sees those who show affection in the circle of friends, Zhong Ying can't help but pout.

Cut, what's the big deal, when I successfully hold hands, see if I don't show in front of you every day, show so much that you can't block me if you want to!

I just don't know why, I feel that this goal is so far away, and it is even more unattainable than when I took the college entrance examination.

"Zhong Ying, come on, you can do it!"

Miss Zhong finished pumping herself up, and the small rice cooker just tripped, so she started eating.

After eating, I took a break in the middle, and then went to work at two o'clock in the afternoon.

Fortunately, the place to live is not very far from the company, and it is only two subway stations away, counting the walking time, it does not take 20 minutes.

Days like this are hectic and fulfilling.

"Xiao Zhong, help reorganize this customer information. ”

Not long after arriving at the company and sitting down, Sister Liu next to her handed over a stack of documents.

Zhong Ying glanced up, didn't answer, but smiled: "Sister Liu, you can find someone else, I'm busy here." ”

"Hey, it won't take much time anyway, you can help me get it first. Sister Liu didn't care.

Zhong Ying still laughed: "I'm sorry Sister Liu, I'm really busy here, why don't you go to Manager Long and see if he can arrange for someone else to help you." ”

Don't look at each other much, and continue to look at the computer to busy yourself.

Sister Liu saw that Zhong Ying ignored her, and stretched out her hand for a long time before she withdrew it, her face was as heavy as a yellow-faced woman, and she had already scolded in her heart.

But Zhong Ying is true, she is.

The so-called forbearance becomes more and more angry the more you think about it for a while, and the more you think about it when you take a step back, the more you lose, and it will be more than half a year after entering the workplace, Zhong Ying has seen through a lot of things. Sometimes you go to great lengths to help someone, but the other person doesn't necessarily appreciate it, and will just take it for granted. If you accidentally mess up, you might even be blamed.

In short, in the end, it is you who suffers and suffers.

After two or three times like this, Zhong Ying was upset.

Why?

It's your own job, so why do you want me to help?

Aren't you unable to finish it?

Just like this time, sorting out the information is not a particularly difficult thing, and Sister Liu can't do it herself, but she usually goes to work secretly playing mobile games and watching videos, not to mention, the work is always delayed, and finally asks others for help.

Zhong Ying won't get used to her stinky problem.

So whoever asks her for help at work in the future, she always refuses with righteous words, and in the same way, she never bothers others when she has something.

……

Manager's office.

Long Haochen leaned on the boss's chair and listened to the report of a female employee in the department.

After listening to the report, when the other party was about to leave, Long Haochen called her again: "Oh yes, Ruoruo, how is your relationship with Zhong Ying?"

The female clerk named Ruoruo paused, turned her head, and looked surprised: "It's not bad, she gets along with everyone, and she has a good temper." ”

It is well known that this Manager Long has thoughts about Zhong Da Beauty, but it is a pity that Zhong Ying has always been lukewarm to him and completely ignores his dedication.

Judging from Ruoruo's own experience, Manager Long is most likely useless, and Zhong Ying is not one of those glamorous and cheap goods who likes to post upside down.

Long Haochen pondered and asked, "Then have you heard her talk about her boyfriend?"

Ruoruo smiled and said: "I've never heard her talk about it, and I haven't seen her show affection in the circle of friends or WeChat groups, probably not." ”

"Alright, it's okay, you go down first. Long Haochen was noncommittal, but he was happy in his heart, feeling that he had a little more opportunities.

The so-called good women are afraid of pestering them, the most important thing in chasing girls is to be bold and careful, and he has no shortage of these things, plus he is willing to spend money and create all kinds of romance, so he doesn't believe that under the repeated offensives, Zhong Ying will be lukewarm to him.

In the past, when I was in college, there was a so-called iceberg beauty, but he still got it?

So, there is no girl in this world who can't be attacked, just look at the specific operation.

Ruoruo walked out of the office, returned to his office area, and secretly sent a message to Zhong Ying on WeChat: "Xiaoying, Manager Long just asked me if you have a boyfriend." ”

Zhong Ying saw it and replied quietly: "Got it, thank you." ”

In the end, he is a newcomer in the workplace who has just graduated like himself, not as utilitarian as Sister Liu's old fritters.

Zhong Ying was a little more vigilant about Long Haochen, a well-dressed beast.

Finally got the job done before the end of the day.

Zhong Ying stretched, packed her things and prepared to leave.

Long Haochen walked over with a smile: "I don't work overtime at night, do you have any programs, do you want to go to the bar for a drink?"

"Sorry, I don't like to drink. Zhong Ying said coldly.

Long Haochen didn't seem to hear it: "I see that you seem to have a lot of work pressure recently, and the bar is suitable for relaxation." ”

Zhong Ying hehe, I don't know if it's suitable for relaxation, but I know a saying, it's called "Women don't get drunk, men don't have a chance".

I despise this seemingly polite guy in front of me from the bottom of my heart.