Boss Liu has a long-standing dislike for foreigners, and in the early years, he wanted to travel abroad, but he had a problem with the visa officer, no matter how he explained it and how much information he issued, the other party decided that it was an illegal immigrant.

"Do I look like a stowaway?" Boss Liu was speechless in his heart.

Every time he personally interviews a director-level talent, Boss Liu always tells the other party what he thinks, which makes people confused.

Most people thought it was a loyalty test, and in order to get Mr. Liu's favor, all kinds of praise poured out.

Boss Liu is an understanding person, adjectives such as Xuan Yu and personable have nothing to do with him at all, he himself is less than 1.7 meters, and he is seriously disabled by the standards of girls.

Now that it has become the official designated third-party agency for red cards, Boss Liu can be said to be holding a flowing ATM, and the cold eyes that he suffered have gradually been forgotten in the cordial greetings.

But he still likes to make things difficult for those crooked nuts, especially those down-and-out people who claim to be powerful, and the sins they suffered at the beginning must be repaid.

"Mr. Liu, this is your itinerary for tomorrow, please take a look."

Liu Wenxing, who has a good appearance, handled the daily work assigned by his superiors step by step, and was promoted to the position of assistant to the chairman at first, and it was rumored among colleagues in the company that Boss Liu took a fancy to his beauty.

Even Liu Wenxing himself has this idea, with only three years of work experience, how can he be qualified for such a tedious job.

At the beginning, Boss Liu's eyes seemed to be a little wrong, and he often looked for opportunities to create a private space for solitude, but after being educated by the tigress at home, there was only indifference left in his eyes now.

I go home on time after work every day, and I rarely drink and socialize, so some people gossip that Boss Liu was chemically castrated by his overly wife.

Liu Wenxing didn't have any wrong thoughts, honestly did his part, and received an enviable salary.

Boss Liu is short-sighted, but he refuses to admit it, when he was young, he asked the physiognomy about the hexagram, saying that he wanted to return to the basics, and Boss Liu diverged according to the literal meaning, as a life creed.

The office is not equipped with electronic equipment, the city probably can't find a second room, at first Boss Liu didn't want to pave tiles, directly engage in some hometown soil cover, was visited by the big leader criticized and educated, reluctantly compromised.

"I'm going to give a lecture at Yuanyu University tomorrow?" Boss Liu scratched his head.

"Yes, you promised last time." Liu Wenxing nodded.

"When did I remember?"

The secretary flipped through the memo, it is too normal for nobles to forget things, and everything can only be answered with a backup.

"Your wife explained that she was going back to visit her alma mater and give a keynote speech by the way."

"Really, she had to bring me to join in the fun." Boss Liu pursed his lips arrogantly, shook his hand and said, "Okay, okay, you go write a report and give it to me later." ”

……

"'Literary Appreciation' is too esoteric for a person like me who is still in a low-level interest." Chen Bo stared at the textbook, which introduced several expressions of I love you.

"I've seen this sister before. Although I haven't seen it, I look at the face of goodness, and my heart feels like I am far away from reunion. ”

Chen Bo read it in a fog, what kind of confession is this, which sister is this sister? He only remembered a strange lyric that was, "How many good sisters do you have, and why are each of them so haggard." ”

It's just a dirty person's old face is red.

"In the Dream of Red Mansions, it is Baoyu's evaluation of Daiyu." Wang Xu has read the original book and knows the source.

Chen Bo then asked: "There is also this sentence: I have walked on bridges in many places, seen clouds many times, and drank many kinds of wine, but I have only loved a person who is at the best age. ”

"Master Shen Congwen of the Republic of China, one of the many love words written to his original partner Zhang Zhaohe." Wang Xu held his head with his hands.

"Oh, the guy I love you so stubbornly, but you don't love me so stubbornly?" Chen Bo was a little impressed.

Wang Xu agreed: "Yes, it is Hu Yue's old thread, a poor and talented man with a famous beauty, but unfortunately Master Shen derailed later, I can only say that literary literacy and private morality are not linked." ”

"The limitations of the times are there, and the people at that time were still in the old society, advocating freedom of love and monogamy on the surface, but I don't know how many aunts and wives are hidden behind the scenes."

"Like this: If I had more than one ticket, would you like to come with me? The quotations of Director Wang from "In the Mood for Love" are not inconsistent with the traffickers, and there is a little more vicissitudes in it. ”

Wang Xu put forward a unique insight, "The effect of love words, aside from its own literary heritage, is more related to the relationship between the two. ”

"You're sarcastic about me, little turkey." Chen Bo stared at Wang Xu sharply.

Wang Xu apologized with a smile: "Haha, I'm used to the metaphor, and I can't change it for a while." ”

"Who is this straight man who speaks: I never thought about getting married before I met her, I never regretted marrying her, and I never wanted to marry someone other than her." Chen Bo pointed to a row and asked.

"Mr. Qian Zhongshu, the love between him and Yang Jiang is a classic that can be sung and cried."

Wang Xu turned a few pages back, "And this one, known as the joint code that pierced the window paper: you smiled at me and didn't speak, and I feel that I have been waiting for this moment for a long time." ”

"Tagore's "Flying Birds" was played bad by netizens?" Chen Bo frowned.

"You don't know what is domestic, but you know the source of foreign literature." Wang Xu was amazed.

"A girl once asked me to pass this note to my front desk, and I searched for the source." Chen Bo's experience is heartbreaking.

Wang Xu couldn't help but laugh out loud when he heard the second half of the sentence, "Help me pass it to you at the front table" can be the source of happiness today.

The teacher also turned on the language reading mode on the podium, and as a female educated youth, she preferred the quotations of Zhang Ailing, Wang Xiaobo and Gu Cheng.

"When I hear something, it's obviously irrelevant, and I will think of you in my heart several times."

"I give you my whole soul, with its quirks, petty tempers, flickering light and dark, eighteen hundred kinds of bad ailments. It's so annoying, only a little good, love you. ”

"The grass is bearing its seeds, the wind is shaking its leaves, and it is beautiful for us to stand and not speak."

The teacher's voice was tactful, making people drowsy to listen to, Chen Bo swept his eyes away, the rate of lying on the stage was close to 50%, and the effect of the lullaby was well deserved.

"Oh, there's a big guy coming to our school tomorrow to speak." Wang Xu glanced at the consultation and suddenly shouted.

"The leader of which country?"

"Merry's expensive Boss Liu, the theme is to be determined, a little curious."

"That Merry who makes a living in the gray business?" Chen Bo confirmed again.

"Yes, if it's fake."