"Alas, if only I could be like Han Shulin." Ayu suddenly said this.

Wanwan was embarrassed: "Huh? You still envy her when she was fired? ”

Ayu rolled her eyes: "Hey, what's that called." Do you know that her husband is an executive in XXX company? Her parents are both senior teachers. It doesn't matter if she doesn't work. Someone raises it horizontally and vertically. ”

Although Wanwan doesn't want to admit it, it's true.

……

Forget it, everyone has their own life, she just takes care of herself.

Unfortunately, that's not how accountants think. The people have decided to find the field from Wanwan here before leaving.

When I bought the food back, the accounting sister was still slowly packing up her things, and when she saw Wanwan, she immediately turned her head proudly and said to another colleague: "My husband is amazing, no, he has been promoted again!" If he rises one more level, I will become the president's wife. ”

As he spoke, he burst into a very coquettish laugh.

Although everyone doesn't want to admit it, the accountant is really pitiful, coquettish, and petty. At any time, this kind of woman is especially easy to please men.

Then, the accountant turned his head again, changed his face, tilted his chin proudly, and spit out a few words to Wanwan: "The old girl who can't get married." ”

"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, who can guarantee that they will be beautiful for a lifetime."

The colleague standing next to him hurriedly made way - it turned out that the second store manager had come to get lunch in person.

The accountant gave a flattering smirk, grabbed his things, and walked away with a twist.

Wanwan hurriedly took the money left over from buying lunch and took the receipt to the second store manager, the second store manager ordered some money, and took out another fifty yuan, "Oh, the money for coffee and snacks." The teeth of the smile are out, can you see a little bit of the world? ”

Wanwan quickly closed her mouth.

The second store manager turned around to leave, but saw the leaflet pressed under the Wanwan cup.

"Church? Choir? Are you religious? The second store manager raised his eyebrows and asked.

Wanwan glanced at it, this is the one she originally wanted to give to Ayu.

"No, people sent me when I walked down the street."

"Oh, then I'll take it to pad a boxed lunch." The second store manager took the leaflet away.

A colleague gossiped while eating wonton: "Hey, Han Shulin's family is so rich, why do you still wear fakes?" ”

Another replied: "She's rich? Have you seen a few really rich people go around showing off? ”

When I heard it later, I felt a little happier.

However, the next sentence of my colleague made Wanwan speechless: "People Jiang Wanwan is called 'Neixiu'." You didn't see the man who brought her a boxed lunch this month, that looks, that car...... Tsk tsk. ”

Wanwan was so frightened that her liver trembled, but she knew that the colleague who spoke liked to find someone to borrow money: if there was no big money, it would be possible to borrow one or two hundred.

Facts have proved that there is indeed some truth in the sentence of thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, and the oven that I borrowed from the oranges after lunch at noon and evening made a windfall when I came back.

"This cookie is yours?" A fat man knocked on the table and pointed to the freshly baked matcha cookie that Wanwan had placed in the corner.

Wanwan swallowed hard and nodded.

The second store manager went out in the afternoon, not in the store, alas! Anyway, can the gluttonous brother show up to save her life?!!

"I bought it." The man directly threw two red Grandpa Mao on the table.

Wanwan was stunned by Grandpa Mao's beauty.

She was just about to say that it would not be so much, but the man had already picked up his phone and said in a sweet and crooked tone: "Little Bunny, I bought you a better set in our museum, which is even more rare than that alien biscuit, this is ......"

The man glared at Wanwan as he spoke, and Wanwan whispered, "This is matcha." ”

The man took the phone a little farther away, lowered his voice and said, "I asked you what the pattern is on it!" ”

Wanwan hurriedly said: "Gluttony, this is gluttony." ”

Man: "Ah, it's gluttonous. Yes, it's the only one, I'm looking for our museum here to give you a high-end order, oh look at what you said, I'm your man, I don't love you, who loves you?!! ”

Wanwan felt ...... I seem to have been forced to feed a lot of dog food.

The man bought a delicate little cardboard box in the store, carefully packed the gluttonous cookies inside, and then strode away.

At this time, I eased up a little, picked up Grandpa Mao and touched it, and found that it was indeed a genuine coin, so I jumped straight to my feet happily - it turned out that there was really such a thing as pie falling from the sky.

Perhaps, she should also be flexible and find a development direction for herself in this regard?

Dinner was beef noodles, and the beef broth was a broth stewed during the beef stew two days ago, and the noodles were freshly made hand-rolled noodles with slices of white radish sliced as thin as cicada wings.

Rong mustard didn't reply: "I don't eat spicy." ”

When the hot oil was boiling and preparing to fry the chili oil, the evening quickly turned off the heat. But she immediately thought that Rong Jiao had wrapped a large pot of boiled fish by herself last week, and even refused to let go of the bean sprouts in it.

Wanwan asked a question, and Rong Jiao turned his head and said in a very low tone: "Oh, today's sun is not the same as last week's sun." ”

Late Night: "......"

Rong Jiao seemed to feel that this death was not enough, and added: "Oh, a cup of mango smoothie." Don't milk, put a little sugar. ”

Wanwan sneered and pulled out the fruit knife, peeling the mango skin little by little. When I was using the grinder, I started to think that it would be great if I threw this guy into it. I heard that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty once ground beautiful jade into minced pieces and drank it with dew in order to live forever. If she swallowed him and his family, she might really be able to flutter and grow wings to ascend to heaven.

However, she soon changed her mind, because she found that Rong Jiao, who was still alive, was more useful.

"Well, museum cultural and creative products are the products of the integration and development of cultural and creative products and museums and other cultural relics units, and are based on the creativity, innovation and creation of tangible cultural heritage and intangible cultural heritage, movable cultural relics and immovable cultural relics. The 'alien cookie' you mentioned is a success story. That is actually the official launch of the Sanxingdui Museum in Sichuan Province, which is a cultural relics biscuit based on the ancient Shu mask from 3,000 years ago. Obviously, because it was so well done, it was out of stock. ”

Rong Jiao pushed the note over and said a long paragraph crackling. Wanwan was a little surprised, Rong Jia has always been not very concerned about this kind of "trivial things".

"So, you can try to develop in this direction, after all, the last thing that robots are likely to replace humans is artistic creation."

Wanwan decided that at the next regular meeting, I would try to recommend my gluttonous biscuits to the big store manager to see if they could become new products in the store.

After dinner, Wanwan hugged the computer and began to look for relevant information. Sure enough, Wenbowen's entrepreneurship is now gaining momentum, and there is a special post on the Internet listing the brain-opening cultural and creative products at home and abroad, which opened her eyes. She really wanted to buy a falling horsetail neck pillow from the Taipei National Palace. Then I started to be greedy, hoping that one day I could design such a product myself.

At this moment, the persuasion tablet came over in the Minion's signature bib pants, with a note and a line of cards in his hand.

The words on the note were vigorous: On Christmas Day, we are going to Tianjin to buy ourselves a better down jacket, it will snow heavily. PS: You are not allowed to take money to buy bags.

- Rong Mustard