The sun rises and sets. Favors come and go.

After the first year of junior high school, each family walked forward at the rhythm of each family.

Cao Junjie's father suddenly fell silent when he saw his son, and he was mostly at home. I wondered. He loved his son for the way he had settled, but he was surprised to stay at home instead of actively pursuing Joey.

Whenever Cao Junjie's father extended an olive branch and wanted to chat with his son, Cao Junjie avoided it.

Xu Qinglai was arranged by his family to visit a writer during the Spring Festival. The writer was sick and didn't see him at all, so he only sent the housekeeper who came to take care of him to entertain. Xu Qinglai, who ate a soft closed door, was not angry. She was also worried that Wenhao would suddenly become enthusiastic about her.

Since secretly obtaining the certificate, Cao Junjie and Xu Qinglai have seen less.

Even if we meet, we don't want to be as high as before.

In its place, there is an endless supply of schemes. Two people who have never been in business are tireless in discussing ways and means to make small advertising companies bigger and stronger.

No one laughs at how childish they say, because they have no way of identifying the childish words as they are.

In big cities, I start working on the sixth day of the new year, and the rhythm of my hometown city is slightly soothing. On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, for Tujili, large and small companies opened their doors one after another.

Cao Junjie took office immediately.

The first thing he did when he took office was to recruit his secret wife into the company. The two of them really rolled up their sleeves and were ready to do a big job. Relationships, they think they have.

It's just that I didn't expect that human affection would be thin when it took time.

Big companies don't look down on small advertising agencies like them. Small companies are picky, and budgets are extremely cheeky. The imaginary start didn't happen.

"What about the uncle? Your uncle who has eaten with him countless times? It makes sense that he should repay you too, shouldn't he? In Cao Junjie's office, he stroked his hair anxiously, and he could brush off three, five, seven or eight every time.

Xu Qinglai clasped his hands in front of his chest, and sat on the table: "I'm sick." Pneumonia. Follow your doctor's advice to rest at home for 2 weeks. ”

"You know it all!"

Xu Qinglai jumped down from the table, walked up to Cao Junjie, grabbed the collar of his suit with both hands, and blew into his face with all kinds of amorous: "Don't worry. Why don't we bring back the old manager? ”

Cao Junjie waved his hand in front of him: "Eat garlic secretly!" ”

Xu Qinglai put his palm in front of his mouth, sighed, sniffed, and hurriedly fed two pieces of gum in his mouth.

"Otherwise, I'll find someone to register a company and ask you to do business?"

"Who's going to pay for it?"

"How about the two of us go out in half and use private money?"

"Good!"

Things are easy to think about, but hard to do.

It costs money and time to register a company, and it still costs money and time to do business. Xu Qinglai couldn't handle it, and he had to recruit troops. Originally, I wanted to fill another hole, but unexpectedly, it became a hole first.

After spending seventy or eighty thousand, there was no progress. During a family banquet, after chatting with Uncle by chance, Xu Qinglai was surprised to find that his leather bag company had been blackmailed by Uncle's rogue company.

Uncle's so-called registered one-stop service company, seeing life and killing, seeing familiar and killing familiar, like Xu Qinglai and Cao Junjie, who hide behind the phone, they are even more lions.

If someone else does 10,000, they get at least 50,000. Uncle proudly shows off his highly profitable service-oriented company to his niece. Xu Qinglai had to continue to try to keep smiling.

"Lailai, you are a girl, if you are a boy, uncle will teach you how to slaughter 1 person."

Xu Qinglai was frightened. Later, I realized that the "slaughter" that Uncle said should be literal.

She thought that her sister probably couldn't bear to have such an uncle with unclean hands and feet and a messy person at home, so she was under great mental pressure and finally collapsed.

She also disliked her uncle for doing too many things that couldn't be put on the table, but she was not as clear and jade as her sister, so she was not as fragile as her sister.

When Xu Qinglai asked his uncle how to be shrewd and not be cheated, his uncle suddenly changed his words: "You are a girl, why do you care so much." Find a capable man to marry, and enjoy your life as a noble lady happily. ”

Xu Qinglai lowered his eyes and smiled, and secretly thought: Those talented men, the big families dislike you, and the small families are afraid of you. If I had been born with a good fate, I would have been dragged down by your reputation.

Thinking about it again, the father of the head of the family has not yet opened his mouth to express his dislike for his uncle, let alone what she has to say.

With a sweet smile with Uncle A, Xu Qinglai went back to his room.

After chatting with his uncle, Xu Qinglai had no intention of continuing his leather bag company. Seventy or eighty thousand was lost, she told herself that she would not do it any longer, this is a stop loss!

She called Cao Junjie and said whimsically: "Can't you just make up a reason and send the money directly to the company's account?" ”

Cao Junjie is more or less like a descendant of the Shangjia family than her: "Miss! It will be checked by the audit company! Every money on the books must be spoken! Otherwise, you will be suspected of money laundering! Also, why didn't you come to work yesterday or today? ”

Xu Qinglai yawned: "I came on my period, and my body was sleepy." ”

Cao Junjie was dumbfounded.

The school opened on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Joey, as early as the ninth day of the first month, entered Cao Junjie's father's factory office as an assistant to the general manager. The general manager is Cao Junjie's father.

Two years ago, because he was busy with the company, Mo Yan returned to Shanghai after the fifth day of the new year. This year, there were suddenly many more days, which made her a little uncomfortable. Wang Chengyou accompanied her around. Unconsciously, he got into the habit of mixing outside for the first half of the day and returning to Wang Chengyou's house in Zhen Yuan after lunchtime. Zhang's mother brought food to eat, and they made up a lunch. In the afternoon, I played at Wang Chengyou's house. After dinner, the two drove home together.

Unlike Wang Chengyou, who has no feeling for donuts, Mo Yan loves donuts very much. The doughnut is a kind of border herd, which is very human, it can understand Mo Yan's liking for it, and reciprocate it with a peach in return, and warmly give back to Mo Yan the love that no one is willing to receive.

Sometimes, Wang Chen looked down from the window of the study on the second floor and saw Mo Yan and the doughnut running in the courtyard, Mo Yan's shoulder-length black hair flying in the air, looking back at the doughnut as he ran. The doughnut seemed to coax Mo Yan to be happy, deliberately following closely but not surpassing. Dogs are still so scheming. He couldn't help but grin when he saw it.

Wang Chengyou often joins in the frolic of Mo Yan and the donuts.

The youth and vigor make the courtyard extraordinarily beautiful.

He peeked behind the second-floor window more and more often, longer and longer. Until one day, he was caught by his son who suddenly turned back. The son waved at him on the yellowed lawn and shouted, "Daddy, come down!" ”