Jealousy man, I got the wrong script

"You also go back to look for Lin Boyang and visit the class, maybe he will be pleasantly surprised." Xia Shishi said.

Song Lan had no choice but to let this woman go back to find a man, but she also wanted to drag herself along.

"You and Mr. Du are exactly the same in this regard." Song Lan said.

"What?" Xia Shishi didn't understand.

"The same clinginess, the two of you will stay together as long as you have time," Song Lan said.

Xia Shishi thought about it for a while, as if it really was such a thing.When they were together, except for Du Hao who was free, he always came back to eat together on time.

"Things of a feather flock together, and people should be divided into groups. If they weren't all clingy, they might have been bored by now." Song Lan said suddenly.

Xia Shishi watched Song Lan stand up and walk towards the door, she also stood up immediately: "Lanlan, wait for me, I will go clean up with you."

Song Lan turned around and rolled her eyes: "You can sit back for me, are you here to tidy me up or to make trouble for me?"

"I'm actually pretty good at folding clothes." Xia Shishi said.

"Thank you, but I don't need it," Song Lan said.

Of course Xia Shishi can fold and tidy up things by herself. The main reason why Song Lan came to tidy up for her in person is because her speed of tidying up is too slow.

She doesn't know how to plan her own space for putting things in. She stacks all the clothes together, as long as it is enough, it will definitely not fit other things. There is still room, but it just can't fit.

So without a long time of preparation, Song Lan would come to clean up for her by herself, and finally formed this habit over time.

Suffering disgust, Xia Shishi also knew her problem, saying this sentence was just a whim.

Seeing Song Lan walk back to the room, she felt a sense of relief whenever she thought about going back to Linshi tomorrow morning.No matter how good other places are, it is impossible to think of your own home.

Xia Shishi cheered happily, and threw herself into the soft big bed.

The moon is off work, and the sun is slowly rising.

Du Hao was still busy in the company. It was not until the last document was signed that it was finally over and he could have a good night's sleep.

He put the documents in the folder on the table, and waited for Secretary Zhang to send the documents to the person in charge after he went to work. He dragged his tired body into the lounge.

Secretary Zhang came to Du Hao's office on time, found the place that Du Hao had arranged a long time ago, picked up the folder, confirmed it was correct, and walked out of the office with it.

As soon as I went out, I ran into Yang Qing who had just arrived in the office. Today's Yang Qing was very different, her usual coiled hair was loose, and there were small curls at the ends of her hair. It could be seen that she had been well-groomed.

"Morning, Secretary Zhang." Yang Qing said, she moved the stool over and put a bag on the empty chair beside her.

Secretary Zhang walked down the steps in front of the president's office slowly, and asked, "What is that?"

Yang Qing saw him pointing at her bag, and told him, "It's clothes."

"Aren't you wearing work clothes? Why do you have to wear them?" Secretary Zhang asked slowly.

"Didn't I say that if you are going to a party today, you can't go in such a suit?" Yang Qing said.

"It's so strange to do so extravagantly," Secretary Zhang commented.

"Hey, if you have something to do, hurry up and get busy, you can't understand the life of a young man." Yang Qing said.

Secretary Zhang raised his eyebrows, walked into the elevator with the documents, and went down to distribute the documents.

Yang Qing carefully checked her packed things, took a rag and soaked it in water, and then started to clean the office.

When Secretary Zhang came back from downstairs after more than half an hour, what she saw was Yang Qing kneeling in front of her desk, not knowing what she was doing.

Secretary Zhang frowned, walked up to Yang Qing and said, "What are you doing?"

Yang Qing was startled by Secretary Zhang's sudden sound, and bumped her head against the edge of the table as soon as she raised her head. The sound of "dong" made Secretary Zhang feel pain when he heard it.

Yang Qing crawled out from the table, clutching her head. Secretary Zhang saw her funny look, and a smile flashed across her eyes.

Yang Qing complained: "Secretary Zhang, can you tell me when you come back? It's too scary."

"I will remember next time." Secretary Zhang said in a low voice.

Yang Qing squatted on the ground, and it was indeed a little painful. After a long time, she gently rubbed her head with a big hand.

Apart from being comfortable, it is more sluggish and pleasantly surprised.

Secretary Zhang rubbed for a long time, but Yang Qing didn't see any response, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

It was just a simple greeting, but Yang Qing felt that Secretary Zhang's voice was extremely gentle, and the touch on her head was too obvious.

Without answering, Secretary Zhang frowned and asked, "Speaking, are you stupid?"

Only then was Yang Qing brought back to reality: "It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Although I really like Secretary Zhang's touch, but always squatting like this, not to mention the strange posture, even she will be tired from squatting.

Secretary Zhang rubbed him twice more, quickly let go of the man's head, and then lightly knocked on Yang Qing's head.

"Ouch!" Yang Qing shouted reflexively, "Secretary Zhang, what are you doing!"

She only felt that she was hit hard again on her head which had been rubbed comfortably.

Secretary Zhang said: "Seeing that you are reacting very slowly now, let's test whether your brain has been knocked out."

"It wasn't broken in the first place, but you might have a concussion if you hit it like this." Yang Qing said bitterly, "You said you rubbed me for me just now, and you hit me now, isn't that rubbing for nothing?"

"I rubbed you for you because it was my fault for scaring you. I tricked you to see if anything happened to you. It's for your own good." Secretary Zhang said earnestly.

"Only you are right." Yang Qing muttered, stood up, turned left and right, picked up the wet cloth that was placed on the table and put it back to its previous position.

"What are you squatting here for?" Secretary Zhang asked.

"My earrings fell here. I wiped the cabinet just now, and they disappeared as soon as I turned around." Yang Qing said.

She likes this earring quite a bit. It usually looks good with any clothes. Now that she lost one, she can only take off the earring.

As Yang Qing said, she wanted to squat down to search again, but Secretary Zhang hurriedly stopped him: "Don't look for it yet, clean yourself up, and follow me to a meeting below, and I'll look for it later."

This is to take her to study again. As a secretary, it is impossible not to know all departments. Before that, she must have a plan for the recent progress of each department.

"But isn't today a day off? Why are you going to a meeting today?" Yang Qing asked.

"If they want to open it, they will open it if everyone is there. There is no reason." Secretary Zhang said: "Take the notebook."

Yang Qing straightened her hair, and then looked in the mirror and saw that she was missing one earring, and the other was still hanging on her ear.

Yang Qing took off the earrings, put them in her drawer, and went downstairs.

The department meets because of a summary or a problem. If the meeting is held at an unspecified time, there must be a problem. If everyone is still there, it means that there is a problem and it is not yet possible to solve it.

Yang Qing has learned a lot from Secretary Zhang today. This is the first time she held a departmental meeting with Secretary Zhang. Unlike President Du, each department summed up their speeches.

They asked questions directly, and then everyone communicated. In the end, the communication failed and they could only ask Secretary Zhang: "Is Mr. Du there? We think we still need to ask Mr. Du about this question."

Secretary Zhang pondered for a moment and said, "Mr. Du is on a business trip. If this problem is not in a hurry, it won't be too late to solve it for everyone after Mr. Du comes back."

"When will Mr. Du come back?" The department manager asked nervously. If a small problem is not solved in time and becomes a big problem, who should be responsible for it?Although the problem is not urgent, the amount of money involved is relatively large. If Du Hao goes on a business trip for two or three months, will this problem be resolved?

"Don't worry, Mr. Du will be back in three days at most."

Secretary Zhang said: "Let's talk about any problems first. If we can solve them, we don't have to wait for Mr. Du. It's better to correct them in time."

"That's right." The major said in charge.

This matter was not simple. Several people chatted until after lunch, and continued the meeting after the lunch break.

Yang Qing had never met for such a long time before, she felt dizzy from listening to it, and what was even worse was that when several people communicated with Secretary Zhang, the key words of the department were mixed with professional English, and she could translate a few at most. If you understand everything...

They talked about Chinese and Yang Qing knew only a little, let alone English, so Yang Qing was like a sculpture in the meeting, only responsible for smiling as a background board.

Occasionally, someone would ask her in a heated quarrel, but she would always say "um", "ok", and just nodded to fool her.

In the end, I didn't understand what they were talking about.Yang Qing looked down at her empty notebook, only occasionally writing two words.It feels like this is the most difficult time for her, she can't understand anything, and can't remember anything.

Now is the time for discussion, everyone is chattering, it is not as polite as receiving foreign guests, and if there is something wrong with the family, they will bring it up on the spot.So it is really a huge problem to know which topics in a group of people are discussing.

Yang Qing was suffering with her head down, feeling her hands being touched, looking to the side, Secretary Zhang was still discussing with others, but his notebook came to Yang Qing's hand at some point.

Yang Qing raised her head and glanced at Secretary Zhang. Secretary Zhang tilted her head as if she had sensed it. Although she didn't specifically look at herself, Yang Qing felt that it was Secretary Zhang's response to her.

She opened the book, which recorded a lot of words used during the meeting. From the first page, these should be picked up from that part of the meeting, only the second half.

The content of the meeting is written in front of the topic, and each meeting is pasted with a small piece of glass glue, which is long, and then bent back and pasted together to form a "small bookmark".A new one will be posted at the end of a meeting, and the records will be neatly divided.