Why did Zhong Tingyue help me? Does she like me? Why did Zhong Tingyue ask me out alone? Does she like me? We just said one sentence, isn't the process moving too fast? Great! Zhong Tingyue, I didn't expect you to be such a fickle woman. But - I like it. ... ... Chu Fang was immersed in the fantasy world all afternoon, unable to extricate himself, with a perfect arc at the corner of his mouth, looking smug, but actually like a maniac. The fat colleague next to him, Cai Guan, glanced at him, shuddered uncontrollably, and his hair stood up. Fantasy time always passes so quickly, it's almost six o'clock in the afternoon.
Chu Fang packed his things early, walked to the front desk, and prepared to punch out. Work is always so simple. "Oh, getting ready to leave work again." Jiang Wenzhen, the front desk lady, was also packing her things. Seeing Chu Fang, she smiled and said, "You have only joined the company for half a month. It's too unprofessional to clock out on time every day." After half a month of getting along, Chu Fang has established a good relationship with the old employees of the company, especially with Jiang Wenzhen, the front desk. First, Jiang Wenzhen is an absolute beauty control, and Chu Fang happened to have some attainments in appearance, far surpassing ordinary people. In half a month, he has been rated as the most handsome male employee by the women in the entire company. Second, Jiang Wenzhen and Chu Fang have the same temperament. They are both the kind of "salted fish" who don't even bother to help the soy sauce bottle fall over, and don't even bother to turn the salted fish over when frying it in the pot. For life, they both have an attitude of being happy. They don't have the spirit of hard work like other people in the company, and believe in muddling through. Therefore, the two of them can chat very well. "Something." Chu Fang replied seriously. "Bullshit!" Jiang Wenzhen rolled her eyes, "You're just living like this all day, be careful that the manager will fire you one day." Chu Fang frowned slightly: "The basic salary is 2,000 yuan, and the manager wants to fire me. Doesn't he know his place?" "..." Jiang Wenzhen was speechless. He opened his mouth to refute, but couldn't find a reason to refute. What can Chu Fang do with a salary of 2,000 yuan? Do you want him to draw a world-class design composition? Do you want him to negotiate a VIP customer? Stop talking nonsense! 2,000 yuan can only buy goods worth 2,000 yuan. Chu Fang felt that he was exploited by the capitalists for the surplus value of doing an extra dollar.
Jiang Wenzhen said angrily: "It's true that the salary is low, but can you be as motivated and hardworking as the three new colleagues and earn more than 10,000 yuan by placing a few orders?" "No, I have money. I won't pretend anymore. I'm telling you, bro, you're a rich second-generation." Chu Fang answered loudly. "Come on." Jiang Wenzhen looked at Chu Fang from head to toe with an aggressive look, and then said: "A rich second-generation comes to work in our shabby company for a salary of 2,000 yuan? If you want to make up a lie, make up a credible one." "Alas!" Chu Fang sighed, "Sometimes it's hard to explain to you. Our cognition is not at the same level." Now people seem to suffer from some inexplicable mental illness, that is, they think others are lying when they tell the truth, and they think others are telling lies when they tell lies. It's very strange! He told Jiang Wenzhen countless times that he was rich and had endless money to spend, but Jiang Wenzhen didn't believe him at all. She looked suspicious and criticized him for not making progress and dreaming all day long. Maybe Jiang Wenzhen had the image of a rich second generation who spent his days in a drunken state. She didn't believe what Chu Fang said at all. Sometimes the truth is always so difficult to understand. Jiang Wenzhen checked the time while sorting out her things: "It's time to get off work, why aren't you leaving yet?" With the sound of "ding" to clock in, Chu Fang did not leave, but continued to lean against the front desk and chat with Jiang Wenzhen: "Waiting for Sister Zhong." "Sister Zhong?" Jiang Wenzhen was stunned for a moment, then realized who she was talking about, and her eyes flashed with surprise: "Hiss... ..., how did you get in touch with Sister Zhong?" Stretching her neck, she was very curious: "Is Sister Zhong interested in you? You are so good, you have been in the company for half a month and you have directly dealt with the most beautiful girl in the company. Come carefully, how did you get together with her? How long have you been together? Why are you blinking? Did you not sleep well last night? Don't think about changing the subject, tell me quickly, how far have you two developed? Have you held hands? Have you kissed? Have you slept?..." With her perfect appearance, cold personality, and superior ability, Zhong Tingyue has always been the goddess in the minds of all the men in the company, and many men secretly like her. But she didn't like any of them. She rarely interacts with other male colleagues, leaves work alone, and rarely calls for for her after get off work. Jiang Wenzhen was surprised and her voice was subconsciously a little louder. Suddenly, she felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong. Why is there a chill on my back? She turned her head slowly, her pupils dilated. Oh my god! I saw a beautiful girl standing behind me, with a tall figure, a delicate face as calm as water, and long black hair fluttering gently. "Hehe, good evening, Sister Zhong, have you eaten? Have you drunk? Is your work going well?..." Jiang Wenzhen was so scared that she was sweating all over. She immediately bent down and said flatteringly with a dog-legged look. While complimenting Zhong Tingyue, she glared at Chu Fang, and the two exchanged glances. Dog thing! Zhong Tingyue came and you didn't even give me a signal. I was so scared that I almost knelt down. I blinked. The signal was not obvious, how could I guess it. You blame me for being stupid.
My IQ is 180, and I am known as a beautiful woman. ... ... Within a second, Jiang Wenzhen and Chu Fang finished their conversation. The former felt that the atmosphere was not right, and said with a smile: "Sister Zhong is off work, I'll leave first, see you next Monday, I wish you two have fun, no spring dreams... ... Bah!" Jiang Wenzhen slapped herself, then clocked out at a flying speed and fled from here. Until she got on the elevator, Jiang Wenzhen's pounding heart finally slowed down, and she exhaled: "Huh, it's so scary." "But why did Sister Zhong ask Chu Fang to wait for her? Does she really like Chu Fang? I didn't expect that Zhong Tingyue would also want to eat young grass." ... ... Looking at Jiang Wenzhen's back disappearing from his sight, Chu Fang pulled the corner of his mouth. She caused the trouble, and ran away without any hesitation. She just left Chu Fang where he was, regardless of his life or death. This is the little fan who bowed down to his appearance. Really good! Jiang Wenzhen likes handsome boys, but she only looks at them from an appreciation perspective. To put it bluntly, she just likes them for her own enjoyment and has never thought about having any relationship with handsome boys. Jiang Wenzhen is a very pure girl. She likes every handsome boy purely and equally.
