For several days, Qiao Yan pretended to pass by Dumb's office unintentionally, and secretly glanced inside: Dumb, that guy was either reading the newspaper, writing and drawing, or simply bragging with Ma Gang.

In Qiao Yan's heart, Dumb is very unbearable: not only because of his status as a temporary worker and his poor appearance, but also because of his self-depravity and lack of progress. This is not because she is too utilitarian, in fact, in the agency, no matter who is at the time, the criteria for evaluating another person are more: identity and status background plus ability. By any measure, Dumb is a person who doesn't deserve much attention.

Qiao Yan thought that she had to take the initiative to post it, and let such an unbearable person bully herself and take advantage of herself, and she felt a little furious in her heart. But she thought that she had promised Yang Junjie, so she gritted her teeth and was ready to endure it for a while or a few times.

When Ma Gang was there, she naturally rushed to Dumb's office and used her beauty tricks. Finally, when Ma Gang went out and Dumb was alone in the office, she began to hesitate whether to go over. But outside the office is the corridor and the playground, people come and go, it is likely that before they start to seduce, they will be bumped into by someone, how embarrassing it is, she has been entangled several times, and she has never put it into practice.

There was no progress at all, Qiao Yan was anxious, Yang Junjie was even more anxious, he wanted to get things done as soon as possible, so that he could make a great contribution in front of Mayor Du. So taking advantage of no one, he secretly called Qiao Yan over.

"Qiao Yan, what's going on?"

"Well, I'm in the middle of it, come on."

"Actually, I'm very reluctant to let you go cheap, I'm really uncomfortable if you go cheap to that fool. If you don't want to, then I'll think of another way. Yang Junjie pretended to be a gesture.

"No, I'm willing to help you." Qiao Yan was really fooled.

"Oh, then hurry up, Mayor Du hates him to the core, as long as he is completely stinky and taken away, Mayor Du will be very happy, and when the time comes, I will thank you well......" Yang Junjie looked over affectionately.

"Yes, I see. You can rest assured. ”

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After Yang Junjie's urging, Qiao Yan also felt that the implementation of the plan should be accelerated, so she began to consider the details: [The key is the choice of time, there are a lot of people working during the day, and she has no suitable reason to stay at night, when she breaks at noon, yes, everyone goes to rest at noon, if that fool doesn't rest, uh, but, rush to his office? ] This doesn't make sense, it's better to let him come to his office, so that it is easy to take pictures with his mobile phone. ]

Dumb likes to take a nap at noon, but he will read the newspaper in the office for a while before going upstairs.

At noon on Friday, after lunch, Dumb was reading a few newspapers in the office as usual, at this time, Yang Junjie suddenly came over and began to talk to him about work, a conversation was half an hour, Dumb dealt absent-mindedly, this Yang Junjie has always looked down on himself, how can he have time to talk to himself today?

Doubts are doubts, but people are leaders and come to talk about work, so it's not good to go straight to sleep, listen boringly, yawning again and again.

More than half an hour later, Yang Junjie finally left, and he drove out. Dumb saw that the workstation was already quiet, and everyone should go upstairs to take a nap. He was also ready to close the office door and go upstairs to sleep.

At this time, Qiao Yan suddenly walked over from him, he didn't care too much, of course, for the beauty, he still instinctively glanced at it, the skirt was short enough, and the front peak was protruding enough.

"Dumb, I seem to have a heat stroke." As she spoke, Qiao Yan held her head with her right hand, pitifully, "I'm dizzy." ”

"Oh." Dumb answered casually, but muttered in his heart: What does it matter to me that you have heat stroke?

He didn't answer Qiao Yan's words, and was about to walk past her and continue to go upstairs to sleep.

"Do you have any medicine for the heat?" Seeing that Dumb was leaving, Qiao Yan had to take the initiative to speak.

"I don't think so, you can ask someone else," Dumb continued to leave without knowing the amorous feelings.

"Can you buy one for me? There was no one else, everyone went to bed, and I was too embarrassed to disturb them. Qiao Yan said, looking around, looking looking looking delicate.

"Okay, I'll buy it for you, Huoxiang Zhengqi Water is okay, right?" Although he doesn't treat this female village official who is above the top on weekdays, he still feels compassion when he sees her lonely and helpless appearance.

"I'm sorry for you, I'll be waiting for you in the office."

Dumb went out to help buy Huoxiang Zhengqi Water, while Qiao Yan went back to the office.

After arriving at the office, she quickly turned on the recording mode of her mobile phone, then adjusted the angle and hid it in a hidden location.

[The whole process is recorded first, and then the previous ones are cut out, leaving only the scene of his actions against himself.] Thinking of seducing a male colleague, Qiao Yan was still a little nervous, although it was not the first time to take the initiative to seduce a man, but after all, it was the first time to do this kind of framing thing.

After the equipment was ready, she began to sit on a stool and pretend to be heatstroke.

[By the way, wait a minute, let him help him scrape the sand to get rid of the heat, think about his charm, he will definitely not be able to bear it.] If you can't do it, you can only hint at it. ]

A few minutes later, Dumb came back with Huoxiang Zhengqi Water, while Qiao Yan was lying on the desk weakly.

"I bought it for you, you can eat a bottle, it will be fine soon after eating." Dumb handed over the righteous qi water, Qiao Yan looked up and glanced at it resentfully, but did not reach out to take it.

Dumb put something on the table and turned to leave. This can make Qiao Yan anxious, the opportunity that she finally seized, nothing valuable in the mobile phone has not been recorded yet, if he is let go like this, it will not be all in vain. So she hurriedly spoke:

"Hey, dumb, you wait."

"Huh? What's the matter? ”

"Help me turn on the righteous qi water, I don't have any strength at all now."

"Uh, okay." As he spoke, he didn't use scissors, he directly bit out a gap on the top of the Zhengqi water bottle with his teeth, and then handed it to Qiao Yan.

To say, Huoxiang Zhengqi is a very stinky thing, it makes people sick and sick to their stomachs when they smell it, Qiao Yan never drank this thing even if she really had heat stroke before, but now that she is really doing a fake show, she has to drink it, otherwise she won't be able to act.

With a strong stench, she almost pinched her nose and drank the righteous qi water, and in an instant, a strong feeling of nausea hit from the bottom up, and she almost vomited out of lunch. There were tears in his eyes, and his face turned a little pale.

"You're done eating, take a break, and you'll be fine in a few minutes." Dumb had no feelings of pity at all, and turned around to leave.

"Hey, wait a minute." Qiao Yan had to stop it again, but she was dissatisfied in her heart: she was a big beauty who was sick in front of her, there were lonely men and widows in the office, and there was no one around, so why didn't she have any mood at all, so she knew to escape.

Dumb understood her thoughts, thinking that she was suffering from heat stroke, and there was no one to find help from herself.

"What else?"

"Well, I'm still very uncomfortable, why don't you help me scrape the sand?" Qiao Yan asked, and her voice became softer and softer, looking embarrassed.

"This." This request made Dumb shocked beyond measure: scraping sand? She asked me to help her scrape the sand? That's not to tinker with her back, so don't get her clothes on, she asked me to help her scrape the sand? this