My name is Chen Qisheng, male, single, 28 years old, member of the Communist Party of China, secretary of senior officials. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info daily life in addition to work, is still work. No naps, no weekends. I ate takeout until I wanted to vomit, and when I went to the canteen to eat, the leftovers in the canteen had been snatched up, and the aunts were already washing the dishes. A few grains of oil foam floating in the sink make you want to vomit more than eating takeout.

Another high-ranking secretary I met was younger than me, more handsome than me, married earlier than me, and promoted to be a father earlier than me, but not as early as me.

Is puppy love happening at the age of eighteen? I don't have time to think about it now. I spend all my time revolving around my boss. My boss is extremely open-minded, and he doesn't need anything for him other than work. I once watched how one of my senior secretaries served his boss. Forever keep your head down, hunched your waist, serve tea and pour water, scrape your ears, go to other places for meetings, you have to carry the boss's thermos cup and tea with you, the boss never turns off the lights or locks the door after work, there is no backhand, and all the messes are cleaned up by the secretary. It's just like Ip Man who washed his wife's feet. Therefore, the secretary profession is the most taboo person who writes novels. The secretary, like the boss's driver, is better to be dumb and not talk, and if he is forgetful, it is even better.

My boss is an atmospheric boss, who does big things and can handle them. The boss can handle it, and we secretaries also have face. In fact, our secretary doesn't expect to have any face, everyone is gambling with youth and going to the future. At least you have to mix up a sub-department! In the future, it may be a main department, a deputy department, a department, a deputy department, a department, a department...... At least a sub-department anyway. In the end, the petty cadres of those organs and units who have dedicated their lives to the great cause of serving the people for 30 or 40 years may not be able to mix with the deputy unit level. Deputy stock level, an officer with half an ass, not an official, not a fart official. It took two or three years for a secretary and an old-timer who was good with me to get mixed up with the deputy department, so that he had the opportunity to be transferred to other places, and he would not die. He felt that he had done what others had dreamed of at a tenfold rate, and that it was not worth it to leave his hometown for the dangerous job of losing his head. In the end, the bigger the official, the more dangerous it is. When you go out, temptation is everywhere, and if you are not careful, you step on the mines you have laid yourself. Unless there is no greatness, no one can defeat you, and the whole people will consciously and subconsciously defend you and worship you, because they take into account the national image, fold their arms and hide them in their pockets, knock out their teeth and swallow them together.

I don't want to do so much, I have wine today, I get drunk today, and I have work to do today. My boss was worried about my life's events, because I didn't even have a girlfriend at the age of twenty-eight. The boss always teased me for a few minutes when he wasn't busy, Xiao Chen, shouldn't you still be a virgin? I'm very ashamed, but my face is not thin, and the boss can't see the broken capillaries on my subcutaneous tissue. My face was all worn out as a secretary. The public, who knows when the boss will get angry, big man, the boss is angry, you can't cry or cry, you can only pretend to be deaf, and over time, the hearing has not decreased, and the thickness of the skin has gone up.

Actually, I'm really not a virgin, I wasn't a virgin when I fell in love at the age of eighteen, where was my first burial? Maybe it was when I was a kid playing sex games with the girl next door! When I was eighteen, I hadn't been much developed, and it was no less wild than the virgin land that real estate developers were bidding on, and Meili was a wonderful developer.

Meili is a white-collar worker in a provincial company. When I came to this city, I was on a business trip. The first time I went to this city on a business trip, I lingered in the lights of this city and almost sank. The neon of the provincial capital is definitely more extravagant, but this city has the charm of this city. If you don't meet me, beauty sinks. I've always had that confidence.

I was 18 years old, and I was in the darkest period of the college entrance examination. I had good grades, but my personality was a bit rebellious. Surrounded by classmates who are full of dishes, memorable, and depressed, and teachers who can recite a few mantras anytime and anywhere, I especially want to relax. Well, go Bundy. When I was eighteen years old, there was a Di Bar in this city, but when I returned to the city a few years later as a secretary, Di Bar disappeared a long time ago. It's just that I still keep the ticket to the Di Bar that time. Because, I met beautiful for the first time. If life is only as it was first seen, there are no regrets except for regrets.

Beauty is extremely beautiful, beautiful looks, brown curly hair, elongated and upturned eyelashes, brown eye shadow, bright and always slightly open red lips, so that I fell in love with her from the first sight. In fact, compared to the current post-00s who just learned the Chinese pinyin alphabet in the first grade, they passed notes to each other to express their admiration, and the eighteen-year-old is the last and most inferior level in early love.

The beauty writhed in the crowd like a mountain dancing silver snake, and I had to be a wax elephant.

Hey, kid, why are you sticking to me? The big black eyes flickered and flickered, and there were all kinds of charms. No, I also learned an idiom in the book called beauty blue eyes. Beauty has blue eyes, but not a blue face, which is the most heart-wrenching.

I want to go home with you. I also shouted at the top of my voice, begging for nothing, with a faceless and skinless posture. Maybe my thick skin is not all due to being a secretary, I am naturally thick-skinned and naturally suitable to be a secretary.

Beauty fell silent in the crowd, her hands crossed over her chest, her head tilted, and her chin raised to look at me. I'm eighteen, young, handsome, tall, well, I've got a good skin. This night I went back to the hotel with Meimei. Beautiful five years older than me. The five-year-old gap is that she's the developer and I'm virgin. The beauty of all evils allows me to experience the richness and beauty of women. At the age of eighteen, you can still dedicate yourself to fame and fortune for love and women. Because young enough, simple enough, stupid enough, desperate enough. Beautiful, I give myself all to you.

Meili returned to the provincial capital and continued to work as a white-collar worker in her company. My grades tended to decline, but fortunately, I was admitted to a university in the provincial capital because of my longing for beauty. It's not 985, it's not 211, and the provincial focus is not bad.

Beautiful I'm coming. I called Mei Mei on the fast bus to the provincial capital.

Beauty is a little hesitant, really fake. But she still came to pick me up and drove her little red car. The woman with red lips and a red car in the rolling red dust is a sultry posture whether she walks or stands. We rented a house near the university and immediately started living together.

After four years of college, my reputation stinks. I was taken care of by a woman who was five years older than me. I have never seen someone who eats soft rice as upright as me, neither humble nor arrogant, and unyielding. I don't care about the world, I call it love.

I cook for beauty, and I love to cook. Mei loves spicy food, like a Sichuan girl, but she is an authentic southerner. Sichuan cuisine is not as broad and profound as Cantonese cuisine, and I can easily grasp the beautiful stomach with a spicy taste. If you eat too much spicy, your beauty will catch fire. I was afraid that beauty would become popular, so I started to study Cantonese cuisine. The most exquisite Cantonese cuisine is the porridge pot. All kinds of game are mixed with white porridge and boiled, which makes the white porridge go up the grade. Meili always picks out the meat in the white porridge, frowns and asks, is it wild? I laughed and replied that it was domestic. If you want to sin, I will also sin, and I will not drag you down. My dear beauty, you have grown up with me with your best four years of youth, what can I repay you? Beauty, do you want my return? Marriage, or sincerity, I can give, I am willing to give. Four years of college, I naively thought.

In college, in the midst of the condemnation of me, there was another anomaly who actually took a fancy to me. Her name is Xiaoxiao, and she is from that city with me. She always used the fire in the cafeteria to make soup for me, and served it to me on the way back to the rented house after class. I only want to make soup for others, I don't want to drink soup for me. I pushed her away relentlessly. In the world of love, everyone becomes lost in themselves.

To love is to be someone else. When I love you, you don't love me. When I don't love you, you love me. This is called the time difference of love. How difficult it is to love each other, at the same time, in the same place, and at the same time.

The ancients said that only women and villains are difficult to raise. The ancients also said that the most poisonous woman's heart. Well, I admit it. I offended women. Laughing and angry, he told my mother about me and Beauty. My mom is the most important person to me besides beauty. Even, if I abandon beauty, I can't abandon my mother. I am an orphan. What is an orphan? It is a child who has lost his father since childhood. I am an orphan and my mother is a widow. The lives of orphans and widows are miserable. It wasn't easy for my mother to raise me. She is a woman who wants to save face, and she is a model of the most traditional and loyal woman in China. became a widow at a young age, and remained a widow all her life, just for fame. Fame is an invisible torii. I am a little white face who eats soft rice and lost my mother's archway.

The mother rushed to the provincial capital from that city in a rage, made a big fuss about the beautiful company, and threw a few beautiful ear scrapers. In addition to red lips and red cars, there are several red handprints on her face.

In the year after graduating from college, my beautiful love with me came to an end. I couldn't hold back my mother's snot and tears. On the night of separation, Beauty cooked for me. She took a newborn mouse and skinned it with a blank face, and I heard the mouse scream miserably. Meili still picked up the mouse and put it in the dipping sauce with a blank face, and the mouse screamed miserably. I was horrified, beautiful and expressionless, she opened her red lips and bit off the head of the mouse with her snow-white teeth, and the mouse screamed at the end, not at all. I collapsed and burst into tears, and my mouth was beautifully covered with bright red blood.

This night, Beauty had sex with me and kissed me with her mouth stained with the blood of a guinea pig.

I returned to the city as a recruiter, and my mother was satisfied. After a few years in the isolated countryside, he went to the city, step by step, and to this day, he became the boss's secretary. My mother began to get anxious, and I didn't love at all. In addition to work, it is socializing. My mother said, find a daughter-in-law and give birth to a grandson for me, I am old, I want to make fun of my grandson, give me a little grandson, I want to have a companion. Mother said, tears welling up in her eyes. I got drunk and pushed her away in disgust, and I shouted in my heart, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful......

My name is Limei. At a social gathering, a girl introduced herself. The name reminds me of beauty. The girl was quiet, but after a few glasses of wine, her eyes began to look confused and her cheeks crimson. In the hazy eyes, I found that she also had red lips, and the slightly open red lips were pursed on the edge of the transparent glass, and suddenly she was full of charm.

I pulled the girl outside the private room to kiss. The girl's red lips remind me of a beautiful kiss stained with the blood of a guinea pig. After the night feast, I took the girl home and had sex. I am a very well developed landscape, and the name of the developer is beautiful.

In the morning, the wine woke up, and the lights of the city compound pierced the thin curtains prematurely.

The girl was going to kiss me, and I pinned my face away.

Why?, the girl asked.

I didn't speak, just took the girl into my arm. Beautiful, in this life, just kiss for your red lips. It's a pity that the girl in my arms is not called beautiful, but beautiful.

Beautiful, beautiful, two flowers, one on each branch.