In the dimly lit room, it was full of dryness.

The girl's black hair was scattered over her thin shoulders like a black waterfall.

The man's three-dimensional face was hidden in the light, obscure.

The slender and rough fingers clasped the young girl's smooth chin, and with some compulsion, the girl turned her head with some difficulty, and the hand felt like a shelled white water egg, tight and delicate.

"Who am I?"

The man looked at the girl's misty eyes, and the tails of her eyes were long, so when he looked at him from this angle, the reddened tails of the eyes were charming.

The girl's brows furrowed, and a thin layer of sweat soaked around her forehead.

She grabbed the man's wrist and tried to pull the man's hand away, not knowing if she couldn't use it or if the man was holding it too hard.

Finally, she opened her mouth uncomfortably and said, "Xie Yan Shen ......"

The corners of the man's mouth curled, and he let go of the hand that clamped his chin.

He leaned down, tapped his hand somewhere, and whispered softly in her ear, "Pout higher." ”

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The familiar bell rang in the room, and Jiang Huan woke up from the dream in a slight sweat.

She reached out and picked up the mobile phone at the head of the bed, turned off the alarm, and sat on the bed stunned for a while.

Half a year has passed, and Jiang Huan still feels that what happened that night was too ridiculous.

Today, Monday, I went to work at eight o'clock, and now it's past seven o'clock, so I don't have time to think of some messy things for her.

Jiang Huan quickly put this dream behind her, washed and changed clothes, didn't even need to paint makeup, quickly finished the breakfast prepared by her mother, and rode a small electric donkey to the factory.

When I arrived at the factory, the clock-in time was 7:50, and it took me ten minutes to ride a bicycle.

Go to work at eight o'clock, get off work at twelve o'clock, take a two-hour break at noon, go to work at two o'clock and get off work at six o'clock in the afternoon, and have two weekends off, no more or no less overtime hours, but according to national regulations, overtime wages can be paid four or five thousand a month.

This is Jiang Huan's work for two months, and she will be able to become a regular in another month.

Jiang Huan sat in her position, thinking about turning the right time.

It has been half a year since she returned to the remote small county where she has lived for 17 years, living in her own home, having her parents cook in the morning and evening, eating in the canteen in the factory at noon, the salary is not high but the consumption in the small county town is enough, everything looks perfect.

But Jiang Huan always has an illusion, she occasionally sees a colleague in her forties and fifties in the factory, and she can't help but think that their present will be her future.

"What are you thinking?"

Jiang Huan was distracted, and her shoulder was suddenly patted.

It is her superior, Zhang Lan, the head of the personnel department, who is six years older than her, and is currently married and has both children.

"Sister Lan." Jiang Huan said hello to her, "I probably didn't sleep well last night, and now I'm a little sleepy, I'll make a cup of coffee." ”

After saying that, she took the cup and went to the pantry to make a cup of coffee.

When I returned to my position, I saw Zhang Lan and several other colleagues in the personnel department talking about something.

Jiang Huan is not interested in these things most of the time, even if she is working, she completes herself step by step, and does not worry about other things.

However, Zhang Lan liked to pull her along, and when he saw her come back, he returned to his position, and came over to Jiang Huan and said, "I heard that the new factory director will be here later." ”

The new factory manager?

Jiang Huan thought about it for a while, and then remembered that some time ago she heard someone say that the previous factory director was seriously ill and is now being treated in the hospital, and it is estimated that he will not come back in the future, and the head office will arrange for a new factory director to come and take over.

Seeing that Jiang Huan was not very interested, Zhang Lan asked, "Aren't you curious?" ”

Jiang Huan was stunned, "Curious about what?" ”

"The new director."

Jiang Huan smiled, "What's there to be curious about, to be a factory director, the age must be about the same as that of Director Chen, even if you are a little younger, it will not be much younger." ”

It doesn't matter to her whether it's difficult to get along or not, after all, her work has little contact with the factory director.

However, two hours later, Jiang Huan was slapped in the face.

When she stood at the gate of the factory and saw the man getting out of the car, she was stunned.

Jiang Huan never thought that in a small county town 108,000 miles away from Shenzhen City, he could still meet Xie Yanshen.

The new director is Xie Yanshen.

Jiang Huan was in a trance until lunch, and in her mind, the events of that night half a year ago and the scene of seeing Xie Yanshen today were constantly intertwined and flashed, and she couldn't even get into the state with work, and there were several mistakes.

She simply stopped, leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes for a moment.

It wasn't until I went to lunch with my colleagues in the department and came back, before the morning's work was finished, Jiang Huan went back to the office alone after eating, and when she was about to rest after being busy, she remembered that she forgot to punch in when she came back.

The punch card machine is on the first floor and the office is on the third floor.

Jiang Huan went downstairs to check in, and when she got to the stairs on the second floor, Jiang Huan's eyes suddenly froze, and fell on Xie Yanshen, who came upstairs.

Jiang Huan froze for a few seconds, and the thought of walking directly over flashed through her mind, but it was obvious that Xie Yanshen also saw her and stopped, and his eyes fell on her, and he couldn't avoid it at all.

She nodded to Xie Yanshen and shouted, "Director Xie." ”

After saying hello, Jiang Huan planned to quickly pass past Xie Yanshen, and walked downstairs with some hurried steps.

When he just passed by Xie Yanshen, he suddenly heard a warm smile in his voice and said, "Don't call me little uncle?" ”