Liu Yunxi nodded hurriedly at the man and passed away.

The person who came was Yuan Yazhu's husband - Zhao Zhanyu, general manager of the engineering department of Shaoyue Shipbuilding Co., Ltd.

He closed the door and walked straight to Yuan Yazhu, not paying attention to her feelings, taking out a document from his bag and putting it in front of her: "You don't answer the phone, you don't reply to the message, I have to come over." ”

The document he produced was a divorce agreement.

"Zhanyu, does it have to be like this?" Yuan Yazhu, who was still commanding just now, became a person, and spoke softly.

"Yuan Yazhu, the divorce conditions have been drawn up according to your requirements, you can see clearly, and you can sign it if you don't change it." Zhao Zhanyu spoke, and the cigarette was lit.

"Zhao Zhanyu, don't think about it, I won't leave, I won't leave when I die, you will die of this heart!" Yuan Yazhu suddenly yelled at him.

"Then wait for the court summons!" Zhao Zhanyu picked up the agreement, put it in his bag, and turned to leave.

"Zhao Zhanyu! You bastard! Yuan Yazhu roared, grabbed a cup and smashed it at him. Snap, click, click" The cup slammed against the door, splitting and shattering to the ground.

Zhao Zhanyu looked at the fragments on the ground, slowly turned his head, looked at her coldly, snorted lightly, roared "crazy", and slammed the door.

Yuan Yazhu was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly leaned on the table and cried.

……

After Liu Yunxi left Yuan Yazhu's office, when she went down to the fourth floor, she really wanted to go to Qiao Yi'an and ask how Yuan Yazhu knew about the report letter, and after struggling for a while, she went down to the third floor with a pair of feet and went back to her office.

But things were still in her heart, and she always felt that something was wrong. The letter was indeed addressed to the chairman, but how could it be in Qiao Yi'an's hands? It didn't go to Vice Colonel Lu, nor did it go to Yuan Yazhu. Could it be that Ouyang asked them to hand it over? No, when he showed her the letter, Qiao Yi'an was not sure who wrote it. Could it be that they sneaked into his office? It could only be like this, but why did he report it to the chairman? Retaliation against Yuan Yazhu? For her? Unlikely, he wasn't that kind of person. So how did Yuan Yazhu know? Liu Yunxi thought about it so much, but she couldn't think of calling Ouyang over and asking it, wouldn't it be clear? But our heroine is so dull and tendonous, there is no way, there is no flower messenger around to tell readers how to rest assured? Right, dear? I'm also anxious, but she's so unenlightened, what's the solution? Look at her—

Forget it, anyway, the matter has passed, so Yuan Yazhu shouldn't be held accountable, so hurry up and work.

Tomorrow's monthly exam, after the monthly exam, it will be the New Year's Day garden activity, and then there will be a three-day holiday. Meng Ran had already made an appointment to come over to play on New Year's Day.

So now I have to finish the work at hand, and accompany Mengran for three days on New Year's Day.

Just as he was changing his composition, a large envelope flew in front of him, and as soon as he looked up, he met Qiao Yi'an's smiling gaze, "From the National Composition Weekly, look, what is it?" He said, his eyes on the big envelope.

Could it be that her article has been published? She had contributed before.

Sure enough, there was a publication certificate and two sample newspapers, Liu Yunxi just took out the certificate, and was picked up by Qiao Yi'an, and his mouth was broken: Comrade Liu Yunxi, your work "Open the Wings of Imagination" has been published in the 13th issue of "Composition Weekly, the second synchronous edition of the first year" in 2013 (total No. 5643). This certificate is hereby issued. This newspaper is a professional newspaper for teaching and counseling approved by the General Administration of Press and Publication of the People's Republic of China, and the domestic unified issue number is CN14-0701/(F). Thank you for your support of this newspaper, and you are welcome to continue to write for this newspaper. Editorial Department of Essay Weekly, December 25, 2013.

"Yes, Mr. Liu, a national newspaper, has high requirements for publishing." Qiao Yi'an shouted loudly, for fear that others would not hear, "How many sample reports are there?" Give me a copy. As he spoke, his hand reached out.

Liu Yunxi took out a copy and handed it to him, "Give it back to me after reading." ”

Qiao Yi'an took the newspaper, gave her a thumbs up, and walked away.

"Sister Yunxi, you are so good, I love you to death." As soon as Qiao Yi'an left, Wei Shu came up and stared at the publication certificate, his eyes shining.

At this time, Liu Yunxi was indescribably happy in her heart, although publishing an article was nothing new for her, but like this kind of academic article, she still tried to submit it for the first time, and she didn't want to win the first one. She was so lucky.

"Sister Yunxi, there's a lot of manuscript fees, right? Treat yourself. Wei Shu was as excited as if it were his own business.

"Okay, a treat." Liu Yunxi responded happily, and said, "Call Yu Wei." ”

"And what about us? We're roommates who get along day and night, and we're going to share the blessings and the hardships, aren't we, comrades? Wang Shumin finally couldn't help but speak.

"Of course, Teacher Liu Yunxi won't favor one over the other, right, Teacher Liu?" Teacher Dong immediately answered.

Here, Liu Yunxi and Wei Shu looked at each other with strange expressions, and as soon as Teacher Dong's voice fell, Liu Yunxi said: "Okay, please, no one is missing." ”

Wei Shu knew that he was open-mouthed, which made Yun Xi embarrassed, and also made trouble for her, and he was so guilty that he couldn't do it, hearing her say this, he trembled, and tears almost fell. You know, there are twelve people in the office, and there is a big table around it, so Wang Shumin doesn't seize the opportunity to slaughter her, let alone five or six hundred.

"Y-why did you say yes?" Wei Shu leaned into her ear and whispered.

"It's okay, I'm happy, just this once." Liu Yunxi looked very relaxed.

"I'm sorry, I'll control this mouth in the future." Wei Shu said that it was really pitiful.

Liu Yunxi reached out and pinched her face, "Sister, do you want me to hang a heart like you?" ”

As soon as he said this, the tears that Wei Shu had been holding back fell suddenly, and he almost cried out loud.

Liu Yunxi panicked and hurriedly handed over the tissue, "Collect the tears, collect it, collect it, one, two-"

The three words didn't come out, Wei Shu sneered and laughed, the rain brought pear blossoms, delicate and lovely.

Liu Yunxi is really happy, she is usually always thrifty, and occasionally extravagant, she can still accept it, not to mention what a rare luck this is!

The next time and place will be decided by Yu Wei, he is the most capable.

When Yu Wei learned that Liu Yunxi's article had been published in a national journal, his first reaction was, "It's amazing, I want to celebrate, I'll set up a banquet for you." ”

"You are responsible for arranging, I am responsible for paying for it, OK, wait for your notification." Liu Yunxi patted him on the shoulder and returned to his seat to work.

In less than three minutes, Yu Wei arranged, "During the New Year's Day garden visit, the evening self-study will be patrolled by political teachers, and the teacher does not need to enter the class, so it will be on the evening of the 28th." The location, Xiangchu people's house, is closest to the school, convenient, and the dishes are in line with our outsiders' tastes. As soon as he finished speaking, he hurriedly added, "Individual locals can bring their own food, or follow the customs." ”

Of course, this "individual local" refers to Wei Shu, she picked up a book, rolled it into a tube, walked to Yu Wei's side, and knocked him on the back, "Enter the circle and follow the customs, listen to your arrangement!" ”

At this time, Qiao Yi'an came in, and just happened to see Yu Wei's wolf bèi with his neck shrunk.