Shao Ai was ordered to call outside, Tie Ming opened the meeting materials, picked up his thumb and index finger and pinched his brows vigorously, cheering himself up. After a while, Shao Ai came to urge Tie Ming to go to the meeting again, and Tie Ming rushed to the meeting in full clothes.

This will be really long, this department is full of people and events, first the vice president debriefing, then the supervisor resigned, and now the employees are enthusiastic. That Xiao Chang, after ten minutes, was still talking on stage, it was like grinding soy milk, and he couldn't urge it. "Ding-" Guan Xiaomei rang the bell, the meeting ended, and Huh-Tie Ming got together, and a loin in his back was straightened violently, as if he had been punched, and there was a dull pain. Tie Ming helped his back, and as soon as he took a step, his trouser legs were like cotton stuffed, and they were so soft that they were numb.

Holding his tired body, Tie Ming slowly returned to his office building, and as soon as he walked outside, Shao Ai said to him mysteriously:

"Mr. Song, there is a Mr. Lin waiting for you."

Tie Ming nodded to Shao Ai, and walked to his office, really scolding this Mr. Lin 10,000 times in his heart, I don't know if it's private time after work, I don't know if private time is to be shared with my girlfriend, if I can't go to the appointment on time, this little girl will definitely blow up, and she will become a little lion as soon as possible.

"Squeak—"

The dark brown door opened, and a "gentleman" stood at the desk, "he" wore a gentleman's hat, a long gray trench coat, open and hung between his legs, and the trench coat formed elegant wavy pleats underneath, and a pair of polished black leather shoes. When the door opened, the man did not turn back, holding a half-lit cigarette in his hand, raised his arm and stretched out his hand, and with the other hand he opened his trench coat and inserted it in his trouser pocket.

"Mr. Lin?"

Tie Ming politely called out to this person, but he didn't respond for a long time, he was suspicious, and after looking at this person carefully, he saw that the physique covered by the long windbreaker was so petite, and the shoes were also delicate, not like a man, could it be pretended...... Tie Ming was about to shout, but he saw the man "pounce" and smile, and turned around:

"Haha, like!"

Qin Xin threw away his cigarette, took off his hat, raised his windbreaker and jacket, and walked over with square steps. Tie Ming smiled when he looked at her posture, and wiped the tip of his nose with the knuckle of his index finger and middle finger, as if he wanted to erase the embarrassment he had just now.

"You, people can't wait for you at home, so I have to come to the company to look for you, and when I get to the office, I heard that you went out for a meeting, and I'm very busy, it's not easy to see you."

Qin Xin was half coquettish, half disgusted, glanced at the lover, pouted, and waited for him to coax.

"Angry?"

Qin Xin raised his head and ignored him. Tie Ming gently stroked her two braids and persuaded her softly:

"Don't be like this, if people see it and think I'm bullying you, maybe I will complain to your father, and I will be miserable."

Qin Xin pursed his lips and smiled, listening to him say pitiful, he couldn't get angry if he wanted to.

"Knowing that you are busy, Shao Ai said that you have five meetings today, can you afford it?"

"Don't be afraid, what kind of person are you Brother Tie Ming. - Come, come, come and sit here. ”

Tie Ming brought a stool with a backrest for Qin Xin, put on a soft cushion, and respectfully invited Qin Xin to sit down. After Qin Xin sat down, he turned back to his desk and sat back in his chair.

As soon as he sat down, Tie Ming propped his elbows on the table, folded his fingers, and looked at Qin Xin with interest. Qin Xin took off his windbreaker, put it on the armrest, elegantly cocked Erlang's legs, slightly oblique, his two arms hung down to the left side of his waist, interlocking his ten fingers, seeing that Tie Ming was looking at her with a smile, he asked:

"Looking at me?"

Tie Ming smiled and said:

"Hehe, you dare to wear any clothes - this color is well chosen, black is sometimes too dull, white is not solemn enough, gray is just right, soot is better than light gray, more durable."

"Giggles - what a designer, when the general manager of the 'Lin family' still buried you, you have to go to the street with me to pick out clothes, it's not a pity to keep your talent."

"I'm accompanied, it's my honor to go shopping with my girlfriend, hehe!"

"Then I'm flattered, how precious your time is, give me some points like buttoning your teeth, you are a philanthropist."

Qin Xin hid words in his words, and blamed Tie Ming for not spending more time with her, Tie Ming keenly smelled the fireworks in her words, smiled like apologies, and did not refute a word. Qin Xin suddenly thought of something, but he pursed his lips when he wanted to speak, leaned forward, looked directly at Tie Ming, blinked his dark eyes twice, and an excited light shone in his eyes, and finally spoke:

"I want to start a charity school, huh...... Help the country kids who can't go to school. ”

"Wow, that's good, it's good."

After hearing this, Tie Ming was more excited than Qin Xin, rubbing his palms back and forth, looking eager to try. Qin Xin was pleased with Tie Ming's reply, smiled, and said:

"When the time comes, I will have to ask Mr. Song for more help."

"There must be a certainty, I will allocate to you as much money as you want; How many people do you want, I'll help you recruit them; How big the land is, I'll help you apply to the city hall. ”

"Cluck-cluck-"

Qin Xin covered his mouth and smiled, the bangs on his forehead trembled slightly, and said:

"Look at you, it's like building a house for yourself, so urgent."

"Hehe", Tie Ming looked at Qin Xin with satisfaction, and sighed that she had finally found something serious to do, running a school, or a charity school, this little girl is so beautiful:

"My heart is going to do something big, of course I'm in a hurry, if there is anything I can help you, just say."

"Then I'll thank Mr. Song for the children first."

Qin Xin looked at Tie Ming gratefully, grateful for the promise he had just made. In Shanghai, everyone is busy making money, and who cares about the lives of the poor, let alone their children. Children who don't have books to read, either go to the factory to do child labor, or go to the street to shine shoes, or go to the store to work as a doorman, and some even go to beg for food, even if they die, no one cares. Tie Ming is always concerned about these poor children and is willing to do something for them, which is already admirable.

The two then talked about the school's location, enrollment, funding and other issues. Tie Ming realized that Qin Xin had thought it all over, and before he could talk about the teacher, he took the opportunity to derive:

"So what are you doing in there, are you good at being a teacher?"

Qin Xin turned around, playfully flicked his braids, and pouted dissatisfied:

"Coax me to be a teacher again."

Qin Xin fell back, leaned on the back of the cushion, flicked his fingernails, as if thinking about his position in the school, not a teacher or a principal? How is this possible with your own secondary school education? Tie Ming admires the profession of teacher, and encourages himself to follow his old path again and again, I just don't want to be interested, I don't want to be it. Tie Ming understood the little Jiujiu in Qin's heart, and said with a smile:

"If I hadn't been your teacher, how could we have lovers?"

"Okay, I'll go now, and I'll find you a hundred rivals."

"Then I have to wait more than twenty years?"

"The school also accepts middle school students."

"Can you teach?"

Tie Ming raised his eyebrows and curled the corners of his mouth, his tone faintly disdainful. Qin Xin was so angry that he unconsciously made his eyes, and when he slapped the table, the person bounced up from the chair and yelled at Tie Ming:

"Hmph, do you think I can't teach, can't I teach art?"

"Hehe, Mr. Lin is good, the student is polite."

Tie Ming also stood up, bowed his hands, patted his head in his heart, and suddenly realized that he had fallen into his trap, this cunning Song Tieming! This businessman!

"It's so cunning, so you got into it."

Qin Xin had a faint anger on his face, his cheeks were slightly red, he looked at the lover in front of him, and found that he was so innocent, and he was brought into the trap by his words. Alas, teach fine arts! I said it myself.

Tie Ming walked out from behind the desk with a slight smile, patted Qin Xin's shoulder, and encouraged her:

"I'll support you in whatever you do."

"I don't want to be a teacher!"

"You-"

Tie Ming shook his head helplessly, it seemed that he really couldn't resist her.

"Cuckoo-cuckoo-"

The cuckoo on the wall chimes the clock on time, and both of them look at the wall—it's six o'clock, and time is like flowing water, quietly slipping away.

"Let's go out for dinner."

Tie Ming helped Qin Xin put on his coat and helped her brush the fine dust off her shoulders. The two were about to go out, but Qin Xin stopped, she was attracted by a pair of dart boards hanging on the wall, and shouted in surprise:

"Darts? When did you hang this on it? ”

"Don't play now, let's go eat first."

Tie Ming took Qin Xin and was about to walk to the door, but the little lady turned around lightly and jumped free from Tie Ming's shackles, shook her shoulders coquettishly and said:

"No, I'm going to play now, let me have a good time!"

"It's just a good time."

Tie Ming had no choice but to get the darts, and only handed Qin Xin three to prevent her from playing too much. After taking these three darts, Qin Xin was as happy as a little sparrow, walked to a place three feet away from the dart board and stood still, raised the dart, compared the position of the red heart, looked up with one eye, and looked at it with one eye. With a "whoosh", a dart flew out.

When I looked at it again, I saw that it was pierced on the edge of the three rings. Tie Ming glanced at the dart, and then at Qin Xin's unwillingness, and smiled secretly. There was another "whoosh", and the second dart flew out, "Ding-" This one was a little closer to the red heart, but it still didn't hit.

Qin Xin became irritable, and shot out the third dart, "Da-" This one can be fierce, knocking the second one to the ground, Qin Xin jumped to his feet angrily, "rubbed and rubbed" and rushed over, pulled out the lone dart that was pierced on the dartboard, stabbed at the red heart fiercely, and shouted:

"Is this still not stabbed, still stabbed, still stabbed."

Tie Ming walked over, raised his index finger and laughed at Qin Xin:

"How can you blame the darts for being bad, it's your bad skills."

"Hmph, it's because the owner of this dart is not good, and his heart is crooked."

……