Like a golden bird, the morning glow flapped its wings and flew down to the crystal curtain of the living room, reflecting the brilliant light of diamonds.

Pure lilies bloom in a glass vase, which is no less beautiful than the lily, sparkling in the sun like a pearl oyster.

The long shadow of Fugui bamboo is printed on the painted red solid wood floor, and the outline is clear. The soft vines of the bamboo climb high in the window frame, and the leaves stretch out gracefully in the air like clouds, and the emerald color is like drops. The flowers of the begonia are red like flames, the pink azaleas are like brocade, and the stalks of the junzi orchid are goose-yellow flowers, which are as tender as fluffy chicks that have just come out of the eggshell.

The heavy leaves of aloe vera are wrapped in water glue, and the tiger pill orchid shows a tall posture, and there is a pink camellia "Ling Han is stronger than Songyunxiu, and the bright color is shocking." ”

The pomegranates bloom every summer, the saffron flowers bloom in pairs and pairs, and the orchid is dragging along the golden curtain with a ball of flowers like a small lantern. Nine mile and jasmine stretch their branches in the sun, and you can smell their refreshing fragrance when night falls. Phnom Penh's spider plants and purple bamboo plums are placed on the golden three-legged wrought iron flower stand on the left and right of the TV wall, with clusters of green leaves and weeping flowers on the left, and slender flower stalks and purple windward stalks on the right.

The sky-blue painted walls and the white simple ceiling, as well as the queen-like crystal chandelier in the sky at night. All of this is too familiar to be familiar. The figure who is busy every day has no time to take care of it. What is there every year? Only this house is full of flowers and trees that are like spring all year round.

At this moment, I turned around and went into the kitchen to make breakfast for the child, there were omelets in the pan, some black sesame seeds were sprinkled, boiling hot water was rushing to the oatmeal, the prepared coffee can was placed on the table, he always liked to put a spoonful of coffee in the oatmeal, in fact, I didn't approve of this kind of fresh eating that he created himself.

A cleaned cucumber is cut into two pieces, then cut into thin slices from the middle, a tomato is sliced horizontally, and a bottle of salad dressing is placed on the side, which he likes to season himself. There are also ready-made, whole-wheat bread slices. Right now, I'm boiling a white-skinned egg with a big spoon, and the heat is rising in the pot.

When I came to the store, it was slightly hot, and the sunlight outside was exceptionally good, and I opened a small window to let in the faint fragrance of grass in the small square.

Dahlia was dragging the beige floor tiles, and Sister Yan's dark blue coat overalls were open, revealing that the floral shirt inside could charm a group of bees and butterflies.

Boss Lan was dressed in a peacock green suit, as green as the willow leaves carried out by the "February spring breeze like scissors", and the red silk scarf around his neck was like the finishing touch, a little red in the green bushes.

Ma Feng's pink clothes, which are getting fatter and fatter, still do not change, and the green Ying on the top of her head is still there. The sandy treasure in the yellow jacket was still wearing the black velvet jacket that was too old to be old, with Erlang's legs cocked, his hands pressed on his knees, and his body was forward at a forty-five-degree angle.

Alternate bosses take turns directing employees, almost to the point of one-on-one. After more than two hours of non-stop busyness, I was so tired that I couldn't breathe, and when I raised my hand to pick up a cup of tea, I didn't know who I was working for.

According to the meaning of Sha Chenbao at yesterday's morning meeting, hurry up and hand over and leave. However, Ma Feng persevered until the last day of the month. Looking at the calendar on the table, there are still three days to the end of the month.

Ma Feng, who hovered above his head like a wasp, never stopped saying the words in his mouth, probably because Boss Lan, who felt panicked, went out after answering a phone call. Shachen Bao also went back to the factory to get busy.

At this moment, Ma Feng, who was staring at me, was sitting on the opposite side of the table, holding the information and accounts for a long time in his hand. There are those in the previous period of Boss Lan's operation, and also in the later period to the present.

On the way in the morning, Boss Lan mentioned this account on the phone, but Ma Feng took it in her hand one step ahead of her. If she knows, it will inevitably be another public statement that is reasonable, and the mother-in-law says that the mother-in-law is reasonable, I dare to guarantee.

Ma Feng often rummaged through what she wanted, the drawer without a lock, and who could stop me when I turned around to go to the bathroom or go out to do something? What's in the drawer other than my private pocket she doesn't move? Perhaps, she knows better than I do. Probably, the only thing she hasn't touched is the things stored in the computer, and she doesn't know how to operate the computer.

"Ah, you've finished reading the accounts and put them here, I'm going to use them again." I said as I kept my head down and was busy.

"I use it too." She said. "She wants to use it, you let her find me!" Ma Feng didn't wait for his words to finish, and the person started the engine and drove into the corridor outside the store.

At this moment, the sun is shining on the body, and it is warm. A tea stalk floating on top of the tea bowl floated on the water like a flat boat, swirling baldly.

Picked up the tea bowl, blew away the tea stem, took a sip of tea, and a faint jasmine fragrance lingered in the mouth. This kind of fragrant and mellow drink, in Ma Feng's eyes, turned out to be as difficult to swallow as a firewood stick soaked in water, this person is really stupid!

At this moment, I sat at the table in a daze. Remember, when Hong and Xia and Yu Nian reconciled with Boss Mei, they weren't looked at like this? By the way, there is also the handover of the time when the ACCCIM left office. Looking back now, the handover of the ACCCIM at that time was the most worry-free, because most of the accounts were in his heart, and there was no need to hand over at all, there was no account.

Think about it, from the very beginning, the ACCCIM has put all the accounts that can be put into their hearts, and no one wants to turn to a page of the account book. From a long-term perspective, he has avoided such a situation today, and he is confused and never bluffs, and he really has insight.

At this time, I suddenly saw Ma Feng running back again, picking up the car keys on the table and twisting his head and leaving. At the door of the store, she threw half a bottle of orange juice in her hand to the uncle who swept the floor, maybe the bottle was not tightened and the drink spilled on the ground, and the uncle was very unhappy to say that she was too wasteful.

"Dahlia, wipe it." Ma Feng said as he left.

At this moment, Dahlia was answering the phone with one hand and jotting something in a notebook with the other. I hurriedly picked up the mop behind the door and wiped it.

"I'll come, you can go with your business." The uncle bent down and wiped the ground as he spoke.

After working with my uncle for a while, I looked up and saw Boss Lan walking towards this side at one end of the corridor. Halfway through, as if he had forgotten something, he patted the pocket of his clothes and turned around and walked out inexplicably.

Dali just put down the phone in her hand and wanted to say something to me, when suddenly the phone rang again. Boss Lan on the other side of the phone said that he had taken a lot of things to the store and asked Dali to borrow a small trolley to find her in the parking lot.

Putting down the phone, Dahlia spread out her two little fat hands, shrugged her shoulders, and ran to borrow a trolley next door.

I'll say one more thing here that is inconsequential and interesting to me, and I want to laugh when I think about it. Dahlia's hands and feet are all square, and the five thick fingers can't be put together at all, and it always feels like they are going their separate ways. And the toes are also very short, cramped together, the whole looks like a loaf, her No. 34 shoes are always square and square bulging with a front back, like a small square, the cute master alpaca that rarely appears makes people laugh.

When she walked, she looked like an old lady with her little feet, and her toes couldn't grasp the ground and looked a little shaky. Of course, these are proportional to her height of about 1.5 meters, and she is slightly chubby. At no time did I have the slightest intention of laughing at my lovely friend, and there was no choice given by my parents as to what he would look like. Just as she laughed at my hands and feet all day long like four chicken paws, I was always quick to correct her statement, it was phoenix claws, phoenix claws, phoenix claws.

I walked into the small warehouse and told Sister Yan that Boss Lan might bring a new model, and she pointed to the small warehouse full of Dengdeng.

"My brain hurts." She said, "Do you know that people don't move? At this moment, her face looked a little pale, or maybe the incandescent light on the roof of the shed was like this.

"I didn't hear her say this, so I guess it's still like this." I said, "You're asking Dahlia for a while, did she hear what her brother-in-law said?" ”

At this moment, the sound of footsteps in the corridor and the sound of small wheelbarrows sliding sounded, from far and near.

I helped Dahlia to take the sample to the small warehouse, and Boss Lan took a cup of warm water in front of the water dispenser and drank it with a clatter. After a while, she walked over to the table and picked up a small plastic sample and looked at it in her hand. Suddenly I heard her say, "Find out the information and the account book, and I will take it." ”

I didn't know how to answer her for a while, so I carried the sample with Dahlia, pretending not to hear.

"Honey, I spoke to you, didn't you hear?" She said.

"Oh, just now, Ma Feng found out the front and back of your feet and took it to see." I hesitated for a moment and said. "I guess she'll be able to send it back tomorrow."

I wondered to myself, how could I be cowardly? It's like a child who breaks a vase and wants to lay on a cat, but can't find a cat for a while.

"When?" She asked, "How could this be the case?" ”

With a "snap", she smashed the sample in her hand on the table.

A fire surged out of my heart, and I forcibly suppressed myself, wanting to say, "The drawer has no lock, she turns things up and does whatever she wants, and even if I hide it, she will force me to hand it over." Besides, what qualifications do I have to hide the information and accounts, her lease has not yet expired. "

At this moment, she shouted to me, "What time is it?" Didn't I call you in the morning? Did it happen before the morning? ”

"She took it hard, I said it, you have to see it!" I said.

"Don't be like this, Ma Feng is the boss, we are the clerks, we have no choice?" Dahlia put down the head in her hand and walked up to her.

"You're all a bunch of shit, you can't look at anything!" She roared hysterically, almost jumping on the ground, picking up her car keys and slamming the door like a runaway psychiatric patient.