I really don't want to read

And if this matter is properly recorded, it may be another innovative educational measure, and it will also benefit the school's image when the major official accounts report it.

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"One, two, three, four... Two, two, three stop... OK! Disband!"

On the playground, after some warm-up activities in a formalized manner, Class [-] dispersed in a hurry. Lin Xiaoxian and the study committee members went to the canteen to buy grilled sausages.

The business of the canteen was deserted at this time, and the two sat on the bench in front of the counter of the canteen, eating intestines, roasting the gas stove of the boss's house, and leisurely admiring the snow on the rows of dead tree branches beside the runway.

"Jia, let me tell you something."

Like an old woman, Lin Xiaoxian was very concerned about the study committee member's health. He was not satisfied with the hand warmer, so he proposed to give her a scarf.

"No, I'll just wear a shawl."

"The shawl is thin after all!" Lin Xiaoxian looked exaggeratedly worried, "Poor my dear Jia, who is weak and sick, just like sister Lin in the sky..."

"You are weak and sickly, how can I be so delicate..."

"Don't talk about it. In fact, there are still some, such as the last time at your house, and when it rained and kissed you that day..."

"Bah, bah, bah! It's all fake news! Stop talking about it."

The study committee hurriedly spit on him, and slapped off his palm dishonestly on his waist, wanting to cuddle.

"I have a scarf at home, so don't spend it. Why are high school students spending money so lavishly?"

"A scarf is also called extravagance?"

"A scarf is not money? A small amount makes a lot, and a drop of water becomes a sea. Have you forgotten that you have a younger sister? Shouldn't the younger sister feel sad when the elder brother spends money on his lover?"

"It's not that exaggerated..."

Lin Xiaoxian felt inexplicably aggrieved after hearing this.

Damn it, why are all the girls around me like this kind of housekeeper?

When it comes to money, no matter what the family background is, they are all sensible one by one!

Can't you be a little more materialistic?Can't you take the initiative to ask him for something?

Is it so difficult to spend some money for one's own woman these days?

Looking at other people's girlfriends, there will be fairy water and diced radish for a while, and the boyfriend will post on Weibo and Moments if he doesn't buy it.

It's not like Zhou Jia, she is beautiful, smart and virtuous, even her sweetheart is reluctant to buy a scarf for herself...

"Jia, please do something."

"what?"

"Please, don't make me like you more, I really don't want to be partial."

"Go! Virtue..."

"No kidding, if there are 25 hours in a day, I can't help but spend the extra hour with you."

"rhetoric."

Zhou Jia glanced sideways at him lightly, but the moment she retracted her gaze, her brows and eyes were lightly drawn, full of tenderness.

eccentric?

The so-called lover, don't you just like to let him have a partiality from time to time...

A handful of small "evil thoughts" surged up, the study committee member's lips were slightly raised, his chest was hot, and his heart was as warm and sweet as if a honey pot had been turned over.

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At the same time, Rongcheng, in an office building in Xinnan District.

A dark-skinned middle-aged man was on the phone in his seat, and there was a piece of white paper inserted into the card slot on his station, with the words Zhou Aimin printed on it.

"Hey Mr. Deng, my side is Three Trees..."

"...Yes, I just checked and the sample has already been sent. Shall I send you the tracking number?"

"New model? Oh... I'm going to ask about this, there's a queue at the factory..."

"Okay, send me the color number..."

"By the way, Mr. Deng, what you did to Tianjiao Yufu last time... ok, let's do it next time..."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Aimin frowned, continued to stare at the form on the screen, and stood up beating his tailbone.

"Ok?"

As soon as he stood up, Zhou Aimin suddenly found that the company's newly promoted general manager of the administrative department, Wang Defa, came to his side at some unknown time and why, and was flipping through a color card.

Although Zhou Aimin has stayed in the company for some years, but because he doesn't have much contact with the administration department, he doesn't know much about this new boss. He only vaguely heard that he is a henpeck at several annual meetings.

But this is also common in Rongcheng, not surprising.

"President Wang." Zhou Aimin nodded with a smile.

"Well, that one just now, what project?"

Wang Defa continued to flip through the color cards, and from the corner of his eye, he looked casually at Zhou Aimin's work station.

"It's the samples from Tianjiao Yufu before, and a new batch of samples this time."

"Well, how about the Tianjiao Yufu?"

"Xuan, the developer seems to have chosen Chenyang or Nippon."

"Well, what about the government program?"

"Government... oh, the abc firm, I went there with Mr. Ma last time, and we may still need to communicate."

"Well, who is in charge of them now? The Planning Bureau, or that one?"

"Even Mr. Ma is not clear about this, because it seems that the planning bureau and the firm have not cooperated very well..."

"Um..."

Wang Defa asked a lot of questions, but Zhou Aimin felt that it was just a cover. Seeing Mr. Wang's hesitation, it was obvious that he hadn't said anything serious.

Wang Defa pondered for a while, put down the color card, and walked to the office suddenly:

"That...Old Zhou, let's talk in the office."

Sure enough, Wang Defa changed the subject, this is the real business.

Zhou Aimin's heart sank immediately.

During this period of time, because of performance issues, what everyone in the three firms feared most was being called by the leader to talk.

Although Zhou Aimin is the hardest-working project manager among the three institutes, the current problem of the three institutes is that there are too many middle-level managers, and there are too many divisions of money and performance. It is these people who want to be streamlined in the institute.

Those low-level interns and newcomers, on the contrary, will not be regarded as targets of layoffs because the company does not give performance.

So when Zhou Aimin thought that he might be about to face layoffs, and when he thought about his son and daughter at home, his whole body went limp. Even when he sat in the office, he felt a little dizzy from the bright incandescent lights.

"Huh? Lao Zhou, are you not feeling well?"

"No, Mr. Wang... Tell me, I can bear it."

"Can you bear it? Haha, what, do you know what I want to say?"

Wang De laughed, lit a popping bead, and gave one to Zhou Aimin.

"President Wang, I don't smoke."

"It's okay, take it."

Wang Defa took a puff, and then began to talk to Zhou Aimin.

Talk about his experience, talk about his efforts in the company, talk about his reputation among colleagues, and finally express his gratitude for his contribution to the company.

The more Zhou Aimin listened, the colder his spine became. When he heard the thanks, he let out a long sigh, and the lines of his tough face seemed to soften, and he just waited for the other party's "I'm really sorry" disheartened.

"So, congratulations, old Zhou!"

"???"

However, Wang Defa's abrupt conclusion brought Zhou Aimin back to reality, a very magical reality.

"...After the unanimous research of the administrative department and your directors, it is decided to let you serve as the deputy director of the three institutes! In terms of product docking, marketing planning and other aspects, follow the director to do a good job. Of course, the corresponding The post salary and promotion subsidy are also based on the company's standards..."

vice director?

According to the company's system, isn't that the same level as those directors?

There are so many project managers in the company, don't they all rush to these two positions!

What Wang Defa said later, Zhou Aimin couldn't discern what he said, he just felt his head buzzing and swollen.

Is this... is it considered that if you survive a catastrophe, you will have a future blessing?

After the conversation ended like a dream, Zhou Aimin's throat was dry, and he only shook hands and expressed gratitude to Wang Defa in various ways.

"it's okay no problem..."

Wang Defa struggled to pull out his pinched and aching hand, wiped the spittle on his face, and was polite first, then got up and patted Zhou Aimin on the back, and smiled meaningfully:

"Old Zhou, although you are qualified for this promotion, in fact, according to the company's management node, it is a bit of an exception. Do you understand this?"

Zhou Aimin nodded, then shook his head, his eyes were full of doubts, and he couldn't quite understand what Wang Defa wanted to say.

"Haha, it's actually not a big deal to make an exception. The company will promote you sooner or later, but now it may be two or three years earlier."

That's it?

Zhou Aimin said that what he wanted was two or three years!

In the past two or three years, my daughter is going to college, and my son is going to high school. This is the time when I need a promotion and a raise!

"Because of you, the guy in my family is nagging every day, alas..."

"Mrs. Wang?"

"Yeah, hell, there's no one else here, so don't pretend, Lao Zhou. Although I don't have much contact with you, my wife has admired your son-in-law for a long time! No, I've just been promoted, and then I'm going to take care of it." Let me tell you about your affairs... but I'm so excited, you said that you won't be able to see such a good young man after you move..."

Wang Defa was talking there to himself, Zhou Aimin had fallen into confusion again, and after listening to the so-called "insider story" revealed by Wang Defa in a daze, there was only one word left in his mind:

son in law? ? ?

211 Fragrant Feet

In the QQ group of the weekend class, Lin Xiaoxian is downloading the review outlines of various subjects and preparing to print them.

These outlines are not all issued by the school. A large part of them are collected by the study committee on the Internet. Some are more comprehensive and accurate than those issued by the school. The most important thing is that they are more organized than those issued by the school, which is very convenient for students to remember.

It must be said that Zhou Jia is really a capable and excellent study committee member.

Lin Xiaoxian watched the progress bar running, slightly dazed, Zhou Jia's delicate face when he was serious appeared in his mind, with an involuntary smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Just after downloading the review materials, Lin Xiaoxian was about to go out to print and saw Mu Changqing on the sofa on the phone.

She didn't use Chinese or English, but a weird babble.

Lin Xiaoxian listened for a while, and it seemed to be Russian.

This made Lin Xiaoxian a little curious.

He didn't go out for the time being, picked up an orange from the fruit basket, and then sat down next to Mu Changqing, peeling it while waiting for her to finish.

"@#￥!%...."

"%*@&%...."

I couldn't understand the encrypted call, and my aunt was not proficient herself, so she stuttered throughout the whole process.

And Mu Changqing was worthy of being Mu Changqing, and he didn't concentrate on making phone calls. When he saw his nephew sitting over, he opened his mouth and pointed to the orange in his hand.

Biu~

Mu Changqing leaned on the other side of the sofa, and Lin Xiaoxian leaned on the other side of the sofa, throwing the orange petals in a parabola.

The auntie's eyes flashed brightly, her fair and slender neck was raised, she swallowed it in a gulp, and then continued to point to her mouth cheerfully, as if she was very interested in this game.

Lin Xiaoxian was a little speechless, if it wasn't for the elders, he would have wanted her to bark twice.

Mu Changqing continued to make calls, and Lin Xiaoxian continued to throw oranges.

biu~biu~