After Director Shi reviewed it, he revised some minor problems and began to make a large number of copies.

He finally found time to complain: "This Wu Shanshan is getting more and more disagreeable, yesterday I told her to work extra to type out the manuscript, I want to use it early this morning, she is good, she is halfway through the work, and she is gone." What's more, he didn't even show his face today. You say, what a delay! I'm in a hurry to send a fax to the top. ”

Yafu Xin said: You just pretend, every time you submit the manuscript the latest, the most urgent, even if it is half a day in advance, it will not always trick us to work overtime!

However, this can't be said even if he is killed, and even Wu Shanshan, who has always looked down on him, does not protest, how can he have the right to speak?

However, when he mentioned Wu Shanshan again, Yafu's doubts deepened. It stands to reason that in the past, when she suddenly rested, she would call herself and explain what she hadn't done, she was a very responsible person for her work, and she shouldn't throw away the half-pulled stall and ignore it.

And now it seems that Director Shi seems to know a little bit about the situation, but he pretends to be profound, as if he is deliberately waiting for himself to ask him.

However, with Yaf's wariness of him, whether he was out of merit or what new moth was going to come out, she couldn't pay attention to it, and she preferred to wait until tomorrow when Wu Shanshan came.

Who said that "the plan of the day lies in the morning"? Although Yafu encountered a little trouble in the morning, the rest of the time was really smooth, not only that Han Lin restrained a lot, but never talked nonsense with Yafu again.

Even the sister flowers, who were said by Yuan Yuan to be the best living treasures, came to borrow a rag in the afternoon, saying that they wanted to clean the glass, but they were all polite and moderate, and they did not do such alarmist and terrifying things as Yuan Yuan, I can't tell if they are only targeting the two people in the archive room, or the people who didn't take the time to clean up the typing room?

Anyway, when it was time to get off work, the moment that Jave was most looking forward to had arrived.

After packing up her things, Yuan Yuan took Yafu's arm and went downstairs happily.

She looked at Yafu with envy on her face, joking on the left and right, but Yafu also heard the subtext in it, and pretended to mention it casually: "I haven't seen Xin Ran for a long time, I have to ask Lin Zihang, what has his friend been busy with lately?"

Yuan Yuan's white and tender little face immediately flew two red clouds, her eyes rolled wildly, and she turned her head away, with excitement that could not be concealed, but she pursed her mouth and whispered: "Then where do people who have no heart necessarily go?"

Yafu smiled, understanding her insincere bitterness, and no longer made fun of her, unlocked the car, and waved goodbye directly, leaving Yuan Yuan alone in the wind with joy and hatred.

In fact, Jave herself was very excited, after an interval of several days, and experienced the pain of life and death, she cherished the person who felt sorry for her, and finally wanted to see his anxious thoughts, which tore the dull pain of her heart.

I can't wait to have a magic wand that makes things stand still, so she suddenly stopped the bustling traffic in front of her, flashed an empty road, and let her Shi Shiran float across the road like a fairy, and appeared beside Zihang with a smile.

However, the reality is helpless, she tossed and turned in the circle of dripping and chirping, and for the first time knew the disadvantages of the spaciousness of this main road, which was not a crossroads, only a small passage was opened, and there was no traffic light adjustment, and people crowded through it.

Like a snail, Jave slowly crawled over.

At last she could breathe a sigh of relief, and Japhe's frowning brow was relaxed, and she hurriedly parked the car at the entrance of the small park, and ran in anticipation.

Forgive her frizziness, she's just an ordinary girl nourished by love. When she smelled the fresh fragrance of flowers and plants, felt the coolness of the breeze, and thought of the person who was anxiously waiting in front of her, she didn't need to be reserved anymore and pretend to be tall to make that person worry.

Just---when Jave hurried to the place of the last rendezvous, a hint of disappointment came to her heart: it was empty.

It's not that she can't forgive someone who is late, it's just that, with her understanding of Zihang, he must not be able to bear to let him wait. The care he had always taken care of her had made her accustomed to sitting back and enjoying it, and she never thought that she would not see him when she wanted to.

She also thought in the morning that it was inconvenient for Zihang's legs to come out, and she didn't have the courage to go to his house to see him, so if she made an appointment to come here, she would definitely send him over.

But the change in front of her caught her off guard.

Could it be that Xin Ran had something temporary?

She absentmindedly patrolled left and right, and at this time, there were still two boys of her age wandering around.

She didn't care about them, it was a public place, and anyone could come.

She just looked around, pinned her position, and knew she wasn't in the wrong place.