How could she not remember.

Su Qingyi returned to the temporary rental room at eight o'clock in the evening, her face was tired, and what was even more tired was that she kept recalling her past heart, torment, torture, and consumed her sober will.

She dreamed at night, and the dream was very real, and it was all a replay of her memories.

- "What is this?" Love letter! ”

- "Let me see which stinky boy dares to write you a love letter!" ”

- "Tsk, at this level, I still write love letters, the sentences don't make sense, and the words are very ugly!" ”

- "Let me reply to him!" ”

The girl sat in the library, looking at him helplessly with a smile on her lips.

The only love letter she received was found on the first day they confirmed their relationship.

At that time, the letter sandwiched in her book "Mechanical Analysis of Civil Engineering" was easily discovered by Chu Zhongming.

She was complacent for a while.

Because she "stalked" from her sophomore year to her senior year, they agreed to be together.

Then he is now holding someone else's love letter to reply, so can she misunderstand, he likes her a little bit?

Instead of the mentality that can't bear to refuse the pursuit of the junior sister?

The most ridiculous thing Su Qingyi has ever done in his life is chasing men.

Now that she is doing this, she basically doesn't think about it.

Oh, when I was young, I had a lot of courage and cheek.

She likes how much she is righteous, and then she leaves so resolutely.

When I got up the next day, it was already eight o'clock, and I lay on the bed to relieve my low blood sugar for a while before getting out of bed.

Today's job is to hand over and then return to the company.

In the future, the large and small data work of this project will be handed over to the glutinous rice group.

She is responsible for follow-up, monitoring and evaluation, as well as conducting regular training sessions for data clerks on various projects.

Compared with Zhou Xuan, she enjoys the training more among the heads of various units.

At that moment, she only needed to stand on the podium and impart the knowledge she was going to impart, and under the podium were the information clerks she had brought with her.

At this time, all people live purely.

She doesn't need to think about the interests of every step she takes, every word she says.

You don't have to face harassment in the workplace.

She is on the podium, pure, gentle and modest.

She is kind by nature and gentle in her actions, but her short growth has made her vigorous and cold.

I've seen the data directors of other construction companies, all of whom are 35 years old, and she, this year, is 26.

There are no strong women, but they just want to live decently.

During the lunch break, Su Qingyi went to the project manager office to bid farewell to He Zhiye.

"What? Are you leaving? He Zhiye was visibly furious.

"It's not about leaving, it's about returning to my original position." Su Qingyi patiently explained.

Until now, she found out that this Manager He is a wine bag and rice bag at all.

The work can be pushed as long as it can be pushed, the project situation is not followed up at all, I answer different calls every day, brag with the heads of various units, do not do things, and rely on one mouth to get a salary.

Now I don't even know that she was sent by the company to be stationed there.

She has seen several of these types of people, but she has never seen such a pure mix of wages.

Moreover, it's......

After saying a word to her, another phone call came in, and Su Qingyi unintentionally glanced at the remarks - Xiao Qingqing.

“……”

Her stomach was tumbling so badly that she didn't have time to eat her lunch, and her stomach was filled with morning oatmeal.

"Hey, baby, it's not convenient to listen to the meeting." He Zhiye glanced at her with the phone, and saw that she was drinking tea with low eyebrows, and the woman's delicate white skin and beautiful face made his heart burn.

Got up and walked past her and rubbed her calf.

The delicate feeling of the skin to the touch is like the egg white of a broken shell.

Su Qingyi was disgusted and wanted to go out.

I saw He Zhiye walk to the door and deliberately close the door.

I don't know how many "girlfriends" I coaxed.

Su Qingyi's eyes were cold, and his heart sank.

"Okay, okay, I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"

"Don't be angry, I have something to do here, that's it, hang up."

“mua…… Baby, bye-bye. ”

The person who was about to weigh 300 pounds hung up the phone, and smiled maliciously at her with a greasy face.

Su Qingyi was so disgusted that he just wanted to escape from this place as soon as possible.

The same dilemma, the same plot, the same locked door.

She was choked tightly by a pair of memory hands, uncomfortable and resistant.

"Manager He, I am the data director sent by the company to be temporarily stationed on site, and now that the preliminary work has been completed, the company will transfer me back, after all, I have more than one project in hand."

Su Qingyi tried his best to calm his voice without any trace of trembling.

Showing weakness in front of the enemy is a talisman.

Fingers speed dial again in the left pocket, recording.

It didn't matter who she dialed, she wanted a recording.

She didn't have a shortcut for the recording function, and when she was flustered and very resistant, she could only think of dialing and recording.

He Zhiye was a little more serious because of her explanations, sat down beside her, and said an unceremonious rebuke in his mouth:

"Xiao Su, you have to tell me when you leave, obviously you don't take me as a leader in your eyes."

Su Qingyi moved to the side, leaning too close, she smelled the smell of foxes.

Suppressing the nausea that rushed to the throat again, he said, "You're too worried."

"Humph! I see that you are not in sight. ”

"The information is so important, you can just go, what about your professional ethics?"

Su Qingyi smiled, but he didn't smile.

A wine bag and a rice bag to talk to her about work ethics? It's ironic.

Su Qingyi knew that it was not appropriate to talk back at this time, and it was best to ask his purpose.

Since you can't escape, then please enter the urn!