Chapter Eighty-Three: A Bloody Expression
Hua Jin believes that if Qi Yuwei proposes, he will be asked to give him some help. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info Hua Jin almost didn't have to think about it, and he would agree to her in one bite.
Because he really wanted to do something for her. I really want to share something for her. When he was able to help Qi Yuwei like this, he would even feel an inexplicable happiness.
Qi Yuwei is like his angel. As long as she is happy, her heart will be much easier.
Is this what is called "love"?
However, Qi Yuwei is like a panicked person who fell into the swimming pool that day.
Between life and death, she didn't ask for help.
She doesn't count on anyone.
She was stubborn in her desire to live. Then he fluttered desperately, struggled desperately, and tried to survive together. Then, with the last of his strength, he grabbed the stone embankment.
Every time Hua Jin thought of that scene, he felt sorry for the poor, helpless girl.
Why is that so? What happened to her?
……
Qi Yuwei walked into the elevator and pressed the floor of the sixteenth floor.
That's the floor where the president and directors work.
Qi Yuwei is still thinking: Does Hua Jin have another intention and plan to leave the public relations department?
Or solemnly announce to her, "From now on, go to the planning room." Be your designer and go. ”
It seems that those three days of political lessons were not in vain. I didn't learn much else, I learned to brainwash, and then I learned the self-confidence of fighting the chicken blood mode!
Believe in yourself, believe in yourself, believe in yourself, and succeed.
Therefore, when Qi Yuwei stood in front of Hua Jin with this chicken-like expression, her mind was full of excitement and pride.
"Are you back?" Hua Jin asked casually without any expression on his face.
"Yes. Mr. Hua. Qi Yuwei replied.
She waited for Hua Jin's next sentence.
"You go to the planning room. Or, what documents do you prepare? Or ......"
Qi Yuwei waited for a while, why didn't Hua Jin say a word.
He simply forgot about himself.
With his head buried in his hand, a signature pen in his hand, he seemed to be looking through the documents to see if he wanted to sign his name. Go back and forth through the documents, and you should be fine. She signed her name and then stamped it.
Then, he took out the next document.
Qi Yuwei was embarrassed to disturb him, so she had to wait.
Then the next one.
What do you mean? If you're really busy signing documents, you can call me later! Standing here like a tree in such awkwardness. Or something, say it.
"Is there something wrong with Mr. Hua looking for me?" Qi Yuwei said when she saw an opportunity.
"Oh?" Hua Jin looked up, as if asking, "Did I look for you?"
He nodded quickly. said, "You sit down first and have a cup of tea." ”
Qi Yuwei thought, I don't need to come to you for tea.
But she didn't dare to say either. I had to choose a place far away from Huajin and sat down.
I was a little nervous. But consider the teachings of that great god:
"Be confident, be confident, be confident, be confident, and succeed!"
Thinking of this, Qi Yuwei felt much better. Her eyes began to look out the window.
There are only the roofs of the buildings. Different roofs, unevenly arranged, round, oval, square, wearing all kinds of building hats.
"Be confident, be confident, be confident, be confident, and succeed!"
"Be confident, be confident, be confident, be confident, and succeed!"
"Be confident, be confident, be confident, be confident, and succeed!"
Qi Yuwei muttered over and over again, as if she was in that black and oppressive auditorium.
"I found you are quite good at playing?" Qi Yuwei suddenly heard Hua Jin say.