After Shi Qinghuan took the business card handed to her by Yuan Ye, she glanced at the content of the business card, and couldn't help but look at Yuan Ye with surprised eyes.

Then he opened his mouth and asked the field, "Which is the real you?" ”

"It's all me."

"Okay, do you have anything else? If nothing else, I'll go to work. ”

"Nope."

After hearing Yuan Ye's words, Shi Qinghuan put her business card in her bag, and then she turned around and walked towards the office.

When she entered the office, she was directly pulled into the corner by Wang Jiajia, so she asked Wang Jiajia, "What's wrong?" ”

"Why did that guy come to you again? Won't he let you accompany him on business trips again? ”

"No, he just said hi to me."

Wang Jiajia couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she heard Shi Qinghuan's words, and then she said to Shi Qinghuan: "That person doesn't look like a good person, so it's better for you to stay away from him in the future." ”

Shi Qinghuan nodded after hearing Wang Jiajia's words, and then she sat back with Wang Jiajia to work at the office desk.

At five o'clock in the evening, Wang Jiajia packed up her things, and then she said to the waiter Qinghuan: "Huanhuan, I'll go home first, don't forget that we will go to the town together tomorrow." ”

"If you won't forget it, you can go home with peace of mind."

Wang Jiajia said hello after hearing Shi Qinghuan's words, and then she turned around and walked out of the office.

After Wang Jiajia left, Shi Qinghuan continued to immerse herself in translation, and she didn't pack her things and go home from work until she finished translating the last two pages.

After more than ten minutes, Shi Qinghuan returned home, and when she saw that all the clothes she had washed last night were dry, she put them in the closet in the room, and then she went to the kitchen to make dinner.

More than half an hour later, Shi Qinghuan came out of the kitchen with the boiled pimple soup, and then she read the newspaper while drinking the pimple soup.

After she finished reading the newspaper, the pimple soup in the bowl was also drunk, so she put down the newspaper in her hand, packed up the dishes and chopsticks and went to the kitchen to wash it.

When she washed the dishes and chopsticks, she saw that the water in the pot was already boiling, so she scooped all the water in the pot into the wooden bucket, and then she carried the wooden bucket to the bathroom.

After more than half an hour, Shi Qinghuan took a shower and came out of the bathroom, and after she dried her hair with a dry towel, she went back to her room to sleep.

When Shi Qinghuan came to the door of the cafeteria the next morning, she saw that Wang Jiajia and Li Qingyu had arrived early, so she greeted them and said, "Good morning." ”

"Good morning, let's get in the car, the car is about to go."

Shi Qinghuan nodded after hearing Wang Jiajia's words, and then she and Wang Jiajia carried Li Qingyu into the car, and then she and Wang Jiajia also quickly sat in the car.

After more than ten minutes, the car stopped at the gate of the grain station, and they got out of the car and walked directly towards the post office.

When they came to the door of the post office, Shi Qinghuan took out the letter from her bag and threw it into the mailbox, and then she said to Wang Jiajia and Li Qingyu: "I have something to go inside, you wait for me at the door for a while." ”

"Okay."

When she entered the post office, she found the staff who sold her stamps last time, and then asked her: "Comrade, are there any new out-of-print stamps?" ”

"No, you'll have it next week."

"Okay, I'll come back next week." After Shi Qinghuan finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the outside of the post office.

(End of chapter)