It was already half an hour after he left the boss's house, because he was left for a dumpling. Not to mention, the boss's mother's craftsmanship is really good, and the dumplings are so fragrant.

If someone had told him that a child could start a company and become a boss before, Qiao Lin would definitely not believe it.

But now, the facts are in front of him, his boss is underage and is ready to start a company.

Be sure to do a good job.

He had a hunch that he would definitely do a long job this time.

Now the first priority is to complete the task assigned to him by his boss and find a suitable office building. If you are looking for a house, you must find a real estate agent, but Qiao Lin really doesn't need it. Although his career has been a bit bumpy over the years, he still has a lot of contacts.

Looking for a real estate agent, it must cost a lot of money, so he went directly to an acquaintance.

The battery car was parked on the side of the road, and Qiao Lin was on the ground with his feet on the ground, making a phone call.

"Quanzi, if you are free, the old place is waiting for you."

"Brother, what's the matter?"

"Good thing, hurry up."

"Okay, you wait for me for a while, I'm accompanying the client to see the house, and it'll be fine soon."

"Forget it, where are you, I'll go straight to you."

"Okay, I'm ...... on Nancheng North Road"

The other side

At this time, Zhao's mother, who had already eaten dumplings, was sitting on the sofa holding her mobile phone, a little dazed.

Did she forget something?

Reached out and scratched his head.

glanced at the date on the phone, and there was still time, then turned his head to look at his daughter, and asked in hindsight, "What day of the week is today?" ”

Zhao Qinglan was stunned for a moment, and said, "Monday." ”

Mother Zhao nodded.

"Yes, it's Monday.

"Today is, is it Monday?" looked at his daughter with a shocked face, "I just said that it feels wrong, today is Monday, you should go to school, why didn't you go to school." ”

She herself is also confused now, and after seeing her daughter in the morning, she didn't think much about it, and asked her daughter to chop meat and make dumplings. It wasn't until now that I realized that my daughter didn't go to school today.

Zhao Qinglan: "......"

"I told my dad last night, there might be something going on today, and I won't go to school in the morning, I thought you heard it."

Therefore, her mother just reacted, and Zhao Qinglan didn't know what to say for a while.

Zhao's mother knocked on her phone on the door of her head.

"Maybe I'm a little dizzy, well, remember to go to school in the afternoon, what do you do Mom is not opposed, but learning is still very important."

Zhao Qinglan nodded to indicate that he knew.

In the afternoon, Zhao Qinglan went to school......

When school was about to end, the homeroom teacher, Mr. Liu, took a box of chalk and put it on the desk.

"Tomorrow, the Education Bureau will come to the school for inspection."

"We need to publish a new blackboard newspaper today, Zhao Qinglan, you write well, wait a minute, the writing will be given to you." Xiaoli, Xiaoyun, you are the best painter in our class, today, just work harder, go home later. ”

"Well, now it's okay, let's get started, you guys come out with the teacher! The rest of the students write their own homework, read books, don't make noise, and now there are still ten minutes before the end of school. ”

"Yes, Teacher."

It's not the first time that she has been asked to write a blackboard newspaper, so Zhao Qinglan has no opinion, and is ready to go home after completing her task.

The blackboard newspaper is the campus playground, and in those places on the wall, no class is responsible for a blackboard, and everyone is responsible for beautifying the campus.

The head teacher personally led them out of the blackboard newspaper, and she also took a ruler in her hand, and first drew it online where she needed to write. The rest of the space is set aside for their own students to draw.

Seeing that the teacher and classmates had already started to get busy, Zhao Qinglan stood aside and looked at the manuscript given by the teacher in his hand. That's what she's going to write.

Drawing for elementary school students must be very simple, but looking at it, it is quite imaginative. No, under the guidance of the teacher, Li Li, a student in their class, drew a small frog in the pond in the box that was set aside.

Zhao Qinglan was not idle, seeing that the lines on the teacher's blackboard were drawn, he started his own task.

She had already read the manuscript and memorized it in her head. So then, when she wrote, there was no pause in her hands, which can be described as one go.

Zhao Qinglan's words are strong and powerful, and there are still some links between words. In short, even people who don't know how to do it can see that this character is well written.

When the teacher passing by saw it, he couldn't help but stop and take a look.

"Teacher Liu, your classmate Qinglan is really good at writing."

"Haha, it's okay, the classmates in your class are also good, especially the one named Lulu." said so, but anyone can see that she has a different heart.

"Your class must be the first place in the blackboard newspaper this time."

"Fortunately, it doesn't matter if you don't rank or not, the main thing is to participate, and everyone is responsible for beautifying the campus. It can also exercise children and have a good childhood. ”

Soon, Zhao Qinglan finished writing the manuscript. Holding the chalk, he stepped back a little and looked at it, nodding in satisfaction.

At this point, it's time for the end of school.

There were a lot of students on the playground, and when they saw the blackboard newspaper, many people stood on the side and watched.

Looking at the blackboard that had been completed by a third of the way, the head teacher was thinking about what to draw in the biggest place left next to it.

When she raised her eyes, she saw Zhao Qinglan put down the chalk and was about to leave, and when she saw that she was about to leave, the head teacher beckoned to her.

"Come on, what do you say is good for this painting, give some advice."

Zhao Qinglan was silent.

glanced at the vacant place on the blackboard, and said softly: "It's all right!" ”

Good perfunctory answer.

Zhao Qinglan in their class is good at everything, but he is too quiet. On the other hand, it seems that no matter what, it doesn't interest her.

Probably wanting to tease her, the head teacher said with a smile: "Otherwise, Qinglan, you try, it seems that it is quite good to draw a few sunflowers here." ”

Named by the teacher.

Zhao Qinglan is not easy to leave.

"I'll do it!"

After taking the chalk, Zhao Qinglan stepped forward and glanced at the vacant land, which was framed, and he wanted to paint in it. However, Zhao Qinglan felt that the surrounding frame was limited, and the effect of painting was not good.

I took the blackboard eraser and wiped the framed area directly. Sure enough, in this way, it feels spacious and can be played freely.

Zhao Qinglan did not hesitate, he drew with his brush, and each stroke fell very casually, and soon, the willow tree fluttering in the wind appeared vividly.

Under the willow tree, a young man in green clothes was reading a book with his back to everyone. Just by looking at the paintings, you can feel the feeling of a fresh breeze. In the painting, the willow branches are slightly floating, and even the headband of the teenager who ties his hair is not gently floating.

"Wow......"

"It's beautiful."

Voices rang out all around.

The hand stopped slightly.

The boy in the painting, even if his back is facing away from her, Zhao Qinglan can recognize at a glance who he is drawing.

How did she draw it subconsciously.

After coming back to his senses, Zhao Qinglan picked up the blackboard and erased it, leaving only the willow tree alone. Without the young man in Tsing Yi in the painting, he instantly felt that something was missing.

(End of chapter)