Although he was sure that he had missed it, after getting off the high-speed train and saying goodbye to the other 2 colleagues who went home directly, Wenhao still chose to return to the company without hesitation.

At 6 o'clock, Wenhao looked at the lobby where the company was located from the taxi window. When the car arrived, he was so anxious to go inside, forgot to pay the fare, and was called back by the driver loudly. took out 300 yuan from the wallet, hurriedly stuffed the car, said no change, and walked quickly towards the lobby of the office building.

At that time, it was already half an hour before the end of work, but he hoped that the birthday party would last longer, and it would be good for him to look at her a few times.

I haven't seen each other for a few months before, and since Mo Yan came to his company for an internship, weekdays, and meeting every day, I haven't seen it for 4 days, but I don't fit in. Thinking that if he couldn't see each other today, he would have to wait until Monday to see each other, and the writer couldn't help but be anxious.

The elevator opened, and the writer let him go aside, so that the flow could get out as soon as possible, and he could get in quickly.

inadvertently peeked at Mo Yan's face in the flow of people out of the elevator, and the writer was a little caught off guard.

He stood there, though he was in the dust, but he was also outstanding in the end, and he waited for her to smile when she saw him, but she walked straight past him without squinting.

didn't bother to respond to the greetings from a few colleagues who were in the same elevator with Mo Yan, and the writer hurriedly shouted, "Mo Yan!" ”

Mo Yan turned his head and looked at him without a trace of waves on his face.

He smiled, "I just saw a photo posted by a colleague in the company group, happy birthday." ”

Mo Yan smiled lightly and said politely and detachedly, "Thank you." In the crook of her arm, she carried the Van Gogh album he had told Secretary Tong to buy. Looking at her expression, I don't seem to like it very much.

"Is the cake delicious?" He asked.

He dragged her to speak like this, and he had already managed to attract a lot of attention. In order not to be too eye-catching, and even less embarrassing for Mo Yan, the writer turned around and walked beside Mo Yan along the flow of people.

Mo Yan gave a vague "um".

"Did you get any birthday presents?"

Mo Yan, who lowered his head slightly, suddenly raised his head, his eyes protruded, and his mouth pursed. She coldly pushed the album in the crook of her arm to him, and shouted out of control of her emotions, "I leave tomorrow." ”

Dimission?!

Secretary Tong is really the first crow beak in the world!

Maybe he heard this statement from Secretary Tong, the writer will not be blinded, he took the album and smiled gently, "Who is this angry with?" I haven't set foot in the company for 4 days, tell me about it. ”

After Mo Yan threw off the album, he left in a hurry. But no matter how fast she walks, she can't be faster than the two long legs of the writer.

After secretly trying many times to confirm that he couldn't get rid of him, Mo Yan suddenly turned his head and looked at the calm writer with resentment, his emotions fluctuated violently, and he shouted, "Why? Are you going to make an exception? ”

How smart the writer is, he immediately understood that it was the birthday party that gave more gifts, which caused colleagues to discuss. Maybe someone made a big joke about the person who took the gift, there were many people, and they touched the vine and touched Mo Yan, a very thin-skinned melon.

"There is a first time for everything. Didn't you say last time that the company grew considerably month-on-month in the face of adversity? The boss's gratitude to the employee must be turned into practical actions to be convincing. I remember inviting everyone to dinner last Friday, and this Friday's birthday party gave gifts to the birthday star, is it very abrupt? ”

Yes, he asked Secretary Tong to buy a gift on the premise that it was not too abrupt.

Mo Yan couldn't say anything to refute, but the emotions of being wronged by ridicule were still accumulated in his heart, and he had nowhere to vent, seeing that the writer was following her step by step, he suddenly became frizzy, and pushed the writer on his chest, "Don't follow me!" ”

The push was pushed out, and the writer did not have any falters because of this, and her hand could not be taken back.

The writer took advantage of the situation and grabbed her wrist, thin, soft, tender wrist. He just lifted it slightly, and she couldn't stand still, and took a step closer into his arms. "Mo Yan?" He called out to her and looked into her eyes.

Mo Yan's eyes were full of horror.

"Let go!" She struggled, just, tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg. Unable to get out, she fell to the ground, regardless of her image. What a kid.

The writer had no choice but to let go of his hand and smiled bitterly, "You are so reasonable." I haven't been in the company for 4 days. ”

Mo Yan wiped his nose with the back of his hand, "Anyway, I'll leave tomorrow." ”

The writer was noncommittal and stood in place.

Mo Yan walked a few steps and found that there was no one around him, and when he looked back, Wenhao was looking at her figure with a melancholy face. She snorted, and she ran. The small bag on the side of the back, ba-da, ba-da, fell together and knocked on the buttocks.

I ran a long way in one breath before I stopped.

Mo Yan gasped for breath and looked behind him with palpitations. There were no familiar faces behind him, and Mo Yan felt sincerely relaxed. But as soon as she turned around, Hao Xuan was so frightened that her heart didn't jump out of her mouth, and Xingchen was looking at her with amazingly bright eyes.

"Next time," he began, "with your feet," he pointed to his crotch, "kick here." ”

Mo Yan turned his face away. Rogue!

Xingchen good-naturedly walked around to the other side of Mo Yan's body, grabbed her hand, and shook it exaggeratedly, "How much strength do you have with these hands?" Remember my words? ”

Mo Yan violently withdrew his hand, and his face immediately turned away to the other side without stars.

The stars continued to circle, "Also, knowing that physical fitness is not an opponent, it is best not to do it." Otherwise, you may die even worse. For example, today, it is all because people come and go in broad daylight, and the people who come and go are very likely to have acquaintances, so you can get out so easily. Remember my words? ”

Mo Yan suddenly looked at Xingchen seriously, his flickering eyes were so focused, he directly looked at Xingchen in his heart.

"You," a playful smile appeared at the corner of Mo Yan's mouth, "why didn't you go out of your way to frame Mr. Wen?" ”

Xingchen changed his irritable preaching just now, and showed a humble smile like a righteous gentleman, "Is there one?" ”

"Uh-huh, for example, a fish pond on the ground? Videos of electric rod hanging? ”

Xingchen laughed, his fingers were insignificant, and he couldn't straighten up with a smile, "Mo Fei", he gasped, wiping his tears, "When I was talking at the time, you really believed it?" ”

Mo Yan looked at him coldly, "So, there is no fish pond, and there is no hanging video?" ”

Xingchen's face changed, his smile disappeared, he was a little resentful, and glared at Mo Yan, "You lied to me just now?" ”

Mo Yan looked around unconsciously, fortunately, it was summer, and it was still broad daylight, and people were still coming and going.

Mo Yan stretched out his arm, and his slender fingers nodded at Xingchen, "Don't follow me!" ”

Xingchen hugged his arms in front of his chest, changed his leg as the center of gravity, and grinned at the corners of his mouth, "Look at the road under your feet, be careful to fall." ”

Mo Yan's feet were soft, and he didn't wrestle.