"Show me."

He leaned close to her computer, and the two of them leaned into the screen, looking incredibly focused.

"......" Wandi is full of black lines. A good game night, what's the difference between being by these two people and work?

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On the first day of the Spring Festival, EC organized a dinner party for employees in the evening. Zhu Hang canceled the performance competition in previous years, chartered a restaurant near the company, and treated everyone to a dinner. Those who don't eat fish sat at a table, and when Xiang Qian came out of the bathroom, he found that there was a vacant seat on Zhu Hang's left hand. Without much thought, she sat down.

This restaurant specializes in Chaoshan meatballs, and the Q bomb is strong. Jiang Xiaocen sat on the other side of Zhu Hang and kept serving him dishes: "There are no such delicacies abroad, Mr. Zhu, you like it very much, right?" "Steamed pork, pig's trotters, roast chicken, duck tongue, the vegetables in the Zhuhang bowl are piled up into a hill.

"Me, last time I went to the annual meeting with Mr. Zhu, I found that he is really thin, and he is under a lot of pressure at work this year, so he must eat more and take care of his body!" After speaking, she sandwiched another beef ball for him. The small bowl is too full and the meatballs fall out.

Zhu Hang picked up the chopsticks and clamped them, but they didn't clip them. Clamped again, still not clipped. Seeing this, Jiang Xiaocen stood up and wanted to help. Xiang Qian turned her head, stretched out her hand and patted it, and the balls became cakes.

"As for Deputy Director Jiang?" The meatball cake was put into his flavor plate, and Xiang Qian was disgusted by her twisting posture, and couldn't help choking: "People don't always mention chopsticks, why are they still clipping?" Is this eyesight gone? ”

"I ...... I thought he was polite to us......" Jiang Xiaocen's cheeks quickly turned red.

Xiang Qian really admires her skill - blushing at any time. Many men will be immediately moved by her "shy and innocent" appearance.

"He? You're too small, aren't you...... Clip it to him and don't eat it, it's wasted. Pouting, he picked up the bowl to Akane and prepared to drink the soup.

There was suddenly a pair of chopsticks in the bowl, and the man next to him first brought tamales, pig's trotters, and roast chicken: "Then you can eat, don't waste it." I'm going to have to work overtime tonight. ”

"You ......" was just about to speak, when Xiang Qian found that the table was full of people looking at her.

In the past three days, a few people have nothing to do, and they always play games together, and they don't talk as much as before. But in everyone's eyes......

Coughing lightly, Xiang Qian sat up straight, swallowed the sentence that was going to scold him, and lowered his head to eat.

The man at hand, the corners of his lips were unconsciously curled.

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In the office of the general manager of EC Technology, Xiang Qian and Zhu Hang, who were typing quickly, were sitting. The dispute in Haizhou's office area has not yet been completed, and Wandi occasionally comes to work here at night. Of course, after everyone gets off work, they go from the basement to the office building on the executive floor.

Seeing that the clock was reaching nine o'clock, he stretched his waist to Qian: "Why hasn't Wandi come yet?" Have you read the first draft he made today? ”

Putting down the documents in his hand, Zhu Hang dialed the phone: "Hey? …… Well? Good. ”

"How?"

"He said he ran into his ex-girlfriend and won't be here today."

Xiang Qian only felt that her heartbeat had stopped. That night, the back of the feast came to mind.

Li Xue. The girl with the same skin as her name, white as snow.

Thoughts go back to high school.

After she knew that Wandi was in love, she changed her mind and wanted to go abroad. With that, tutoring, IELTS and applications from outside the school, she doesn't go back to school very often.

That night, after everyone had finished self-study, she went to the class to get her own book. Walking out of the school gate, she saw Wandi at a glance.

His bike tires are thin and look like a race car. He was always riding fast, and often suddenly came out from behind, patted her on the head, and startled her. At that time, in Xiang Qian's eyes, this senior, who was one year older than herself, was super cool.