Ling'er pondered for a day and decided to bury the matter in her heart, even Pan Miao didn't know that in just one time after a meal, something like that happened.

This week, Ling'er was listless, and ran into Wei Yan and Cui Ge in the elevator on the tenth floor, and walked over without saying hello after a glance.

The two of them turned their heads to look at Ling'er in unison, and Ling'er didn't look back until the elevator door for the president opened.

Cui Ge walked into the elevator, and Wei Yan slowly turned his head and followed.

"Don't worry, her mood will definitely improve at noon", Cui Ge said with a sly smile and raised an eyebrow at Wei Yan, "If she can put forward the idea of adding Northeast cuisine, she must be a foodie." The most famous pot wrapped meat in the Northeast will be available in the canteen every day from today. ”

As soon as the elevator door closed, Wei Yan's expression immediately became nervous, and he wanted to ask if he was taken extra care of because Ling'er's birth day was the same as Cui Ge, but he couldn't ask.

Sure enough, Ling'er jumped up excitedly when she saw the pot wrapped meat, just like a child, patting Xiaopang's shoulder and talking incoherently.

What opinions, what really listened, what Jin Si Nanmu was really powerful, frightened Xiaopang took a few steps back, and muttered: "I don't know you, I don't know you." ”

"Didn't you say that Assistant Cui asked?"

As soon as Ling'er turned around and saw Pan Miao, she hurriedly said, "Doesn't that also have to be made by Jinsi Nanmu." ”

"That's Assistant Cui's heart. ”

"Don't talk nonsense", Ling'er shouted that his hand had reached out to the window, and he was about to touch the meat, shouting that he wanted this and this.

Ling'er ate deliciously, and was wiping her mouth to watch Wei Yan and Cui Ge walk in, and rushed out without thinking about it, and only relieved herself when she stood in front of them, and looked left and right to feel that her face was hot.

She rubbed her face gently, and as soon as the word "Xie" was pronounced, she saw the managers of various departments walking in one after another behind her.

"No thanks," Trig smiled and patted her on the shoulder, and the two of them walked over. The department managers would glance at her when they walked over, some shook their heads, some sighed, and they could hear some unpleasant words such as "I want to climb high branches, girls now have Cinderella dreams".

Ling'er ignored it and walked away, in short, it was okay to thank her.

The weekend finally arrived, Pan Miao was more excited than Ling'er, and began to help her match her clothes early. Ling'er pulled out a set of sportswear, checked it and said, "That's it, it's not suitable to wear to work, but I can finally wear it on the weekend." ”

Pan Miao immediately touched her head, "You're not confused, do you remember what you're going to do today? You're going on a date, what sportswear are you wearing, and besides, the theater is not a stadium." ”

Ling'er puffed on the bed, stretched her waist and turned over, although she went to watch her favorite drama, she just couldn't lift her spirits, and muttered: "In other people's TV dramas, everyone who wants to take the top exam, why did I become married and have children." ”

"You're a girl", Pan Miao muttered as she had already set up the ironing rack, "The temperature has dropped a little today, but we have sexy stockings, so you can still wear a skirt." ”

Ling'er raised her head and took a look, fortunately Pan Miao didn't pick the shortest one, she got up and took the iron, and said while playing: "I originally thought that the two of us would go to see it together, even if the stomach hurts when you laugh, you are not afraid of being embarrassed." But Manager Zhou mentioned it, alas, ......"

Pan Miao became inexplicably nervous, took out the jade Buddha pendant on her chest in a panic, stared at it for a long time, and suddenly wondered if Manager Zhou also had the same Buddhist beliefs as her.

Ling'er glanced at her, who was used to her appearance, and did her own thing step by step and ignored her.

Pan Miao was in a daze for half an hour, and her head went through the process of her acquaintance with Ling'er. Suddenly ran to Ling'er's side, grabbed her hand and said with a serious face: "I know, Manager Zhou and I are also responsible in this life, that is, to drag you back when you take the wrong path." ”

"What's that?"

Ling'er immediately covered her mouth after shouting, explaining that she was not interpreting the gods, but she really couldn't believe this, and she could implement it naturally, and it was really not too late to believe it again.

Ling'er waited in the theater hall for half an hour, looking at a couple of couples, a family of three, four or five friends, walking by lively, suddenly feeling sad, thinking that the ticket had been given to Cui Ge, and it was the same to go in and wait for him.

She swept around and didn't sell water, and she had time to go to a nearby convenience store to buy two bottles of water, and I remember seeing on TV that couples went to the movies and had popcorn to eat, and ran around and didn't find anyone selling popcorn, so she pinched her waist and began to ponder.

Although the last meal was invited by Wei Yan, it was also to see Cui Ge's face, and this time the drama ticket was given by Manager Zhou, so I always felt that I couldn't say anything if I didn't buy something, so I thought about going back to the convenience store to buy some snacks.

I didn't expect that there was a security check when I entered the venue, and all the food and water had to be discarded, Ling'er didn't understand, she stood on the side and hesitated to refuse, she observed the others, they were indeed carrying small shoulder bags, and they were wearing thin clothes, so they shouldn't be able to hide anything to eat.

Suddenly feeling so embarrassed, I subconsciously took two steps back, trying to find a hole to get into. She clutched the water bottle and didn't understand that this was the upper class? Aren't the people of the upper class thirsty?

She suddenly remembered a scene she had seen in the movie, a person drank a bucket of milk at the airport security checkpoint, then she was not bad, she couldn't care so much, thinking about it, she immediately turned around and drank a bottle of water in one go.

She had already heard the gossip, but she walked in as if nothing had happened, and only after walking away did she dare to glance back at the snack bag on the ground, clutching the backpack strap tightly, feeling so distressed.

The drama was about to start, the lights in the theater had dimmed, Ling'er looked back at the door, and still didn't see Cui Ge's shadow, and laughed unconsciously, thinking that it was just a fool's errand, and he forgot to go to the appointment after only a week, and it was fate.

Just as she was thinking that someone was sitting over, and was about to turn her head The drama officially began, when she applauded with everyone, elbowed to the side, and whispered: "Alas, you're late." ”

Wei Yan saw that she didn't turn her head, coughed and didn't speak.

After the whole performance, Ling'er didn't turn her head to look at Wei Yan, as if she was the only one left in the theater, she released her nature one percent, and definitely laughed out of the Guinness Book of Records.

When Wei Yan watched the drama with Cui Ge before, his laughter and expression were only controlled to the extent that he did not lose his temper in public. But in front of Ling'er, he still had to care about the identity of the president, so he deliberately held himself back from laughing. Sure enough, I was so distracted that I couldn't understand the plot and character relationships at all in the future.

Wei Yan subconsciously turned his head to look when he heard Ling'er's laughter, the environment was not bright, but he could still see the outline clearly at close range, the simple hairstyle, no decoration of earrings and necklaces, and it was not worse than his common ones, the so-called beauties were worse, but more real.

Ling'er suddenly stood on tiptoe up and down, laughing straight to her stomach. Wei Yan subconsciously moved to the side, feeling that the entire row of chairs was shaking.

Seeing her open her mouth and concentrating, she unconsciously smiled, and Wei Yan didn't look at the stage again until the end of the performance.