Chapter 155: But Anyway (2)
Wu Tong has never been in love, and now he is interested in a man for the first time, and Wu Zhengqi will not stop him. And Jiang Yun is his proud protΓ©gΓ©, and he is the most capable one among the graduate students he has accepted over the years.
With Jiang Yun's contact information, Wutong was not in a hurry to find him. After all, the problem of your own paper is not big, and you can completely solve it by yourself.
The reason why she said that was that she just wanted to find an opportunity to contact Jiang Yun.
Although she wants to play the trick of wanting to catch and indulge, Wutong can't delay it for too long, her reason is to revise her graduation thesis, this kind of thing drags on for a long time, Jiang Yun will definitely expose her lies.
The next morning, Wutong changed into a white skirt and came to Jiang Yun's company with exquisite makeup.
But she was stopped on the first floor and asked if she had an appointment.
Wu Tong didn't have stage fright at all, took out the business card representing Jiang Yun's identity, and smiled arrogantly: "This is Brother Jiang Yun's business card, he knows that I came to him." β
The status of the Jiang family is very important in the capital, and Jiang Yun naturally will not give his business card to some rabble. From this point of view, Wutong should be a person who has a good relationship with Jiang Yun.
The front desk looked at Wutong with a smile, and said in a polite tone: "Then please wait a moment, I will contact the general secretary." β
Wu Tong nodded and carefully put the business card back in his bag.
Soon, the front desk hung up the phone, leaned forward with his palm, and gave Wutong direction: "Miss, please, the general manager's office on the sixteenth floor." β
After thanking him, Wutong entered the elevator.
All the way to the sixteenth floor, when the elevator door opened, a tall thin man in a gray suit and gold-rimmed glasses was waiting for her at the door.
"Miss Wutong?"
Wu Tong nodded, glancing behind him.
Seeing that she was only the age of a college student, the assistant Chu Yu smiled lightly, hid his sharpness in the workplace, turned sideways, gave her the place next to her, and said, "Miss Wu, please, Mr. Jiang is waiting for you in the office." β
"Thank you."
She knew that Jiang Yun had sent someone to pick her up.
According to the assistant's guidance, Wutong walked into the general manager's office alone.
It was half past nine in the morning, and the sunlight poured in through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, spreading the warmth of the ground. When she got closer, she saw that the office furniture made of solid wood must be very valuable.
The filing cabinet is filled with a variety of folders. The first impression of this office for Wutong is that it is cold and simple.
His gaze moved to the boss's desk, as if he was naturally meeting the man's deep and sharp eyes.
Wu Tong pursed his lips, slightly stunned: "I'm here to learn from you......"
In the next second, Jiang Yun put away the obviously unfinished documents on the table, put them aside, and took out his laptop from the drawer.
After turning on the phone, he clicked into WeChat.
"Log in to your account and save the paper on your desktop."
His voice was cold, and he couldn't hear any emotion. Even, he didn't propose to add WeChat and send him the document.
Wu Tong came around from the other side of the boss's desk and stopped beside Jiang Yun. Leaning down slightly, she scanned the QR code with her mobile phone with the height of the computer.
Unexpectedly, due to the tilt of her body, the black thick curls hung down from Jiang Yun's shoulders, and the ends of the hair brushed against his neck.
Leaves a noticeable tingling sensation on his skin.
After all, it was not familiar yet, Wutong was a little embarrassed, first apologized, and then pulled all his long hair to his left shoulder. But she didn't know that at this time, her long hair fell on the shoulders of her French square collar, half-covering and half-covering her porcelain-white skin, which was seductive and reverie.
Jiang Yun quickly looked away.
Getting up from the chair, he gave up his place to Wutong, "You get it first, I'll go out and get coffee." β
Wu Tong sighed, sat down in his boss's chair, and finally could use the computer freely. She saved the file on the desktop, opened it, and then waited quietly for Jiang Yun.
Soon, he pushed the door in, brought two cups of coffee, and put them on the side of the desk.
Behind him, the assistant named Chu Yu just now, he moved a chair and put it next to Wu Tong. She instantly understood that this was the seat for her.
"Thank you." Wu Tong thanked Chu Yu.
The latter waved his hand and did business: "Mr. Jiang's arrangement." β
After placing the chair, Chu Yu retreated with great discernment.
Wu Tong got up from his original position, changed to a new seat, and raised his red lips: "Thank you, Brother Jiang Yun." β
He was three years older than her, he was her father's student, and he called his brother rightly.
Jiang Yun didn't care, and sat back in his seat with his cup of coffee. Bowing his head and taking a sip, he placed the cup in front of his right.
"What did the tutor give you a revision?" He got straight to the point.
At this time, Wu Tong had to pay attention to his thesis, trying to recall the original words of his tutor yesterday, and repeated it not very smoothly: "He said that the description of Xiao 3 and Xiao 4 in my title 3 is too literary and artistic, and it is a bit repetitive, so let me change it." Also, the 1234 subtitles of title 4 are not concise enough. β
In fact, her questions are all minor problems, otherwise she would not have been asked to change them until the day of the defense.
Wu Tong can completely change it herself, and after the correction is completed, she submits it directly, and her thesis process is perfectly over. But she just wanted to find something to meet Jiang Yun, even if he taught her like a fool.
Jiang Yun began to read her paper, and Wu Tong's attention was openly and presumptuous.
The man's left hand was resting on the edge of the table, and his shirt was pulled up as he had done last time, revealing a white, thin wrist. It was wearing a string of smooth Buddhist beads, and his fingers tapped the table without hesitation.
His skin is really without the slightest blemish, and his hands are beautiful.
Jiang Yun probably read her paper, was silent for a moment, let go of the mouse in his hand, and looked at her lightly: "You won't change such a simple question?" β
Wu Tong's eyelids jumped violently, his dark brown eyes froze, and he only felt his heart beat faster.
That's the shyness and embarrassment that a little girl's mind will only have when she is caught.
She looked at him and opened her eyes blindly: "I won't change it, you teach me to change it." β
Jiang Yun's eyebrows appeared faintly wrinkled, and she turned her head to look at her paper again, especially the part that her supervisor pointed out that she wanted to revise.
"Your mentor has made it very clear, you first rewrite the two paragraphs 3 and 4 in the third section of the title, and show me when you finish writing."
Jiang Yun pushed the computer in front of her and left her a cup of coffee.
Wu Tong triumphantly curled the corners of his lips, with a small margin, and sat down beside him obediently, and began to revise his paper.
Jiang Yun, who was idle, opened the documents that had not been processed just now, sat next to Wutong and started to work.
He seemed to be fine, as mature and steady as ever, but Wu Tong had a lot of careful thoughts in his heart, which was exciting and happy.
This scene is really too harmonious, and Wu Tong can't bear to break this comfort.
She tapped lightly on the keyboard and began to use her IQ in earnest, revising it with her heart.
There are two paragraphs in total, and Wu Tong found that he had changed it in less than ten minutes. But she didn't want to leave too early, she wanted to stay up until noon, and then invite him out to lunch under the pretext of gratitude.
So, she began to revise the acknowledgments at the end of the paper.
As the most free part of this article, Wu Tong sprinkled joy and exaggerated Jiang Yun's help in his writing, and the words were so touching and heartfelt.
It took her more than 20 minutes to delete, reduce, revise and rewrite.
"Is it done?"
Given her almost hard-working state, Jiang Yun felt that she was in good shape.
At this time, Wu Tong was admiring her beautiful thank you, and the corners of her mouth rose more and more. Caught off guard by this voice, she directly buckled the notebook and looked at Jiang Yun with flickering eyes.
It's like a thief.
(End of chapter)