"Wen Ling, remember my watch, send it to me before 3 o'clock."

"Wen Ling, my budget, remember to send it to me before 3:30."

"Smelling the Spirit......"

……

As soon as I became conscious, I listened to the voice in my ear that seemed to be urging, and I kept calling my name.

The little ginseng essence is still a little addicted to the previous world, and I haven't revisited it much.

As a result, as soon as I opened my eyes, there were bursts of ghost screams.

And it's all women's voices.

Wen Ling raised his eyes and saw that this was a place like a modern office, the kind of work cubicle, one place for each person, computers and other office supplies.

At this time, from time to time, a document or a few pieces of paper will float from others, as well as the buckles hanging on the table, which are still flashing, and online documents are constantly being sent.

Seemingly, busy?

However, if Wen Ling is not mistaken, the position on his right is empty, and he can't see anyone for the time being, and the computer is still on, and a form is opened, and I don't know how long it hasn't been moved.

The person in front of him, because the computer was facing away from him, Wen Ling couldn't see clearly.

However, she saw that the other party's mobile phone was placed directly in front of the computer, and the woman stared at the mobile phone motionlessly, and at first glance, it was not working, and there was a ...... next to the other party

They are very busy, but they don't know if they are busy with work.

"Wen Ling, I'm in a hurry, you can help me get it out, I have a headache." Just when Wen Ling was observing, another woman came, looking at her with a flattering smile, but her eyes looked at her more like looking at what X, and she opened her mouth to ask for help, but her hand was very unceremoniously, and she threw a document on her desk.

The little ginseng essence has never seen the modern workplace again, but it also feels that something is wrong.

After the other party's documents were put down, he turned around and wanted to leave.

Wen Ling called her behind her: "If you don't do your own work, what does it mean to throw it to me?" Do you give me the salary too? ”

Wen Ling's voice was not high, and the voice was very soft, sounding powerless.

After listening to it, other people were also stunned, but many people were still addicted to watching dramas or other things, and they didn't notice this at all.

The woman who was stopped by Wen Ling, when she heard this voice, just glanced back, and said as a matter of course: "Usually don't you help everyone do it, oops, people have a headache, you just do it." ”

After saying that, he grinned, went back, picked up his scarf and knitted it.

Looking at the other party's posture, and the appearance of not caring about it, it is estimated that it is a stinky problem that was cultivated by someone.

Wen Ling didn't bother to care about her, and didn't care how many files were on the table, and how many offline files were on the computer, he sat there, closed his eyes slightly, and said, "Okay, the plot." ”

This world is not very friendly when it comes, and the little ginseng essence is a little impatient.

If it weren't for the benefactors, just these people would be thrown into the soil, raised fertilizer, and fed ginseng......

None of them deserve it.

I'm afraid of getting dirty with my own soil.

233 was also blinded by the scene in front of him.

However, it is a well-informed system that has to be steady.

The plot was transmitted in time, and 233 was responsible for voice broadcasting.

This time, it's a modern world.

The story is a bit complicated, though......

Specifically, this story is wearing a book and being reborn, a hodgepodge, and it looks quite complicated.

But if you go carefully, it's just a story of a domineering president who fell in love with me and then spoiled me.