Although everyone didn't quite understand what Jiang Wu was talking about, everyone had a commonality, and they had an unclear feeling about things that looked very high-end, and they also had the impression that this shy boy was a talent in a certain field.

But life goes on.

"Mr. Zhang, is the delivery back?" Zhang Shu nodded listlessly, which was very different from his usual high-spirited and pointing out the country.

Wang Zhi found a chair and sat down, "Mr. Zhang, what's wrong with you today, you usually talk and laugh about delivery, why are you listless today?" ”

Zhang Shu leaned on the chair and said gloomily: "Don't mention it, I usually eat fast food, and I have been patiently cooking a pot of soup in the past few days, and I was ruined by myself before the heat arrived." ”

"I'm cǎo, Mr. Zhang, your fort soup fort hasn't reached the fire for a few days, what kind of soup is your fort, the water is dry, right?"

"It's not a boiled soup," he said, and Zhang Shu continued: "A few days ago, I changed places to buy breakfast and came across a steamed bun Shih Tzu. ”

"Poof!" Wang Zhi squirted out the water of the harmony, "You continue, continue!" ”

"Growing up so big, I've never seen such a girl who makes my heart so excited, I'm very concerned, what to do, it's definitely not okay to eat fast food, after all, the failure rate is too high, and if you think about it, you can prepare Baoci soup."

"Mr. Zhang, what's the soup?" Mingyue looked like a curious baby.

"The soup is the same as the literal meaning, it needs to be simmered over low heat, and at the beginning, when I was buying steamed buns, I pretended not to care and said a few words to leave an impression in her heart, so that she knew in her heart that there was such a person." "The next day, I pinched the same point in front of her, praised the buns, and by the way, mentioned that she was very beautiful, praising her buns was an affirmation of her work, and the girl must be happy to be praised for being beautiful, and then don't delay it too much, cook so much today, and then leave."

On the third day, it was still the same point, when I was buying buns, I pretended to suddenly remember that I forgot something, and I handed her the things in my hand regardless of 3721, ran home and said, "I forgot to bring something, go home and get it, help me keep it!" "When I came back, I naturally thanked him."

"On the fourth day, I giggled and laughed, saying that I was a little urgent at work yesterday and didn't come to thank her, added a WeChat, and asked her to have a meal together in the evening, it was enough to cook so much, but after eating, the nature of fast food was revealed, and a fanciful narrative took her to watch a movie, but I was too excited to realize that her love was not high, and then I didn't mention it."

"If you miss your hands, your horse will miss your hooves, just clean up your mood and change the ingredients and then make soup."

"It's easy to say, how can it be so easy to buy vegetables in the vegetable market and come across the dishes you like to eat!"

"What kind of metaphor is this," Sister Lin was a little unhappy. "The food truck is coming, the meal is going"

It's still the power of the food, and the things just discussed have just passed, and everyone picked up the lunch box and talked and laughed about the dishes that might appear today.

The meal was very good, there were chicken legs, and Jiang Wu, who was looking for a place to sit down with the lunch box, happily multiplied the chicken legs with a spoon, and then put them down dejectedly.

It was also the lunch with chicken legs, and Jin Ling was sitting next to her, he didn't eat chicken, so he gave her the chicken legs, she was very happy, and that lovely smile clearly appeared in front of her. Confession is an accelerant of feelings or it may be TNT, and it is clear that the feelings between them belong to the latter, and after the thrill, there is a dead silence.

Returning to the Daomen, taking a lunch break, drowsing, the tributaries of history roll forward, all as usual, until ......

"Brother Jiang, I can't lift the goods alone, carry them down with me!" Kanghua walked into the store and said to the sleepy Jiang Wu.

The "good" customer picked up a rectangular piece of iron that looked like a mold, and it was a bit heavy to try to lift.

After discussing with Kanghua, first lift the goods to the ground and drag them to the side of the customer's car, and then lift them to the customer's car.

When he lifted it up, it was very smooth, but there was an accident when he put it on the ground and dragged it, when Jiang Wu let go of his hand, his fingers were smashed without noticing, and his fingernails were full of blood, and they all said that ten fingers were connected to the heart, and in an instant, a kind of heart-drilling pain swept over, rushed to the toilet, and the cold water slid down the fingertips The coolness could not cool the unforgettable pain, he knew that there would be no next time, the kind of goods that seemed light and were not very heavy, but he would never move them again.

Jiang Wu, who returned to the store with a painful face, received condolences from her colleagues, which made Jiang Wu who was sitting in the chair feel very warm. Time is the best painkiller, both physical and mental.

Slowly the hand stopped hurting, and the nail of the ring finger seemed to be painted with navy blue nail polish, and it looked like a different kind of beauty from a distance, but looking closely at the small lines in the nail cover made people feel an unforgettable creepy.

When he was about to get off work, the manager suddenly said to Kanghua: "The leader said that there are too many people in our department, and Kanghua was transferred to Hangzhou BC as a cashier, Kanghua, you and Wang Meng have studied more with Sister Lin these days, and you will go to Hangzhou BC the day after tomorrow!" ”

Kang Hua's expression was a little complicated when he heard this, and he wanted to say something but didn't say anything, just nodded.

Jiang Wu, who called as usual, did not tell her mother that her finger was smashed, after all, he grew up, knew what to say, and learned the adult's patent "white lie". But many things, no matter what the purpose, whether they are good or bad, cannot be opened, and once the mouth is opened, a typical will be formed, and it will not be far away if you have a typical habit.

He didn't tell his mother, but he told a girl. I took a photo from a distance and passed it on WeChat, "Look good!" I didn't wear nail polish, I accidentally smashed my hand when moving the goods, but fortunately, it comes with a beautification function, and you should also pay attention to safety in Shanghai! ”

Except for a row of black letters on a green background or a row of black letters on a green background, he's used to it, isn't he?