100 ways to be a scumbag boss

"Come on, drink whatever you want! Sister's treat!" Mu Wan half-hooked Jin Huan's shoulders as if he were boneless.

"A cup of wine that is as good as your teeth."

"Give me a drink like hers."

This store is quite big, and maybe because it wasn't a holiday, there happened to be a few seats left. The two of them took their tickets and sat down to wait.

"The school is about to hold a sports meeting. Do you have any events you want to participate in?"

"No." She never liked any exercise that would make her sweat, except for that.

"Then what do you think is appropriate for me to sign up for? 800 meters or 400 meters?"

"400 meters."

"why?"

"Shorter, less tiring."

Such a simple and crude reason was first heard by Mu Wan. She gently poked Jin Huan's little head: "Okay, then I will sign up for the 400 meters. You have to wait for me at the finish line!"

"Good~"

"By the way, what does your new boyfriend look like? I'll help you keep an eye on him."

"You can't watch it yet."

"When can I watch it?"

"After a while." I wanted to say that after breaking up, but there were too few blue-level people, and one person could last for half a year, so the words came to my lips and became this.

"Okay~"

This is the good thing about sisters who know how to behave.

He will not mess around and ask questions, nor will he do embarrassing things under the guise of a good relationship.

Just as the number was being called at the counter, Mu Wan immediately got up and went to get it.

When she came back and inserted the straw, she subconsciously drank the first cup.

"Thank you."

At that moment, no one knew that heaven had given Mu Wan more blessings.

There is always a saying in the world that good people will be rewarded, but in fact, blessings really take a long time to accumulate, but people who are kind to her will generally not have bad luck!

......

The meeting lasted a day.

The principals have left, but the people in the venue have not completely dispersed.

Some people were immersed in sorting out the important contents of the meeting, some were studying carefully through others' notes, and some were discussing in groups the specific contents of the follow-up work in their respective provinces.

Of course, what should be said is said, and what should not be said is also hidden.

Political achievements are your own, and sharing them all is something only a fool can do.

Ming Jiaye packed his things absentmindedly.

I vaguely remember that he seemed to have visited not long ago, and even had a tit-for-tat exchange with Zhou Yatang.

But, what was the reason at that time?

"Mingshi, let's go have dinner together later!"

Just as Ming Jiaye was about to refuse, he saw Zhou Yatang among the crowd.

He originally promised his family to go back for dinner tonight, but this time, after pressing his hand against the folder, he unexpectedly agreed.

......

Inside a beautiful red Ferrari.

Mu Wan opened the car window and looked outside: "Xiao Huanhuan, tell me, if those street photographers captured me like this, what would the self-media title be?"

"The domineering rich young man and his girlfriend from the country."

"Hahahahahahahahahaha!"

She laughed so loudly!

"Let me just say that I firmly disagreed with Teacher Huan's withdrawal from the literary world!"

After Mu Wan finished laughing, he started playing tricks again.

Jinhuan glanced sideways at her, with a smile in his eyes unexpectedly.

The phone suddenly vibrated.

Mu Wan opened it immediately.

It was a voting message that popped up on a certain blog.

In the past few days, leaders from various provinces have come to the imperial capital for a conference. Someone on a certain blog held a vote to choose the most handsome mayor!

Mu Wan has been paying attention to it for several days, and the number one and number two are always changing between Zhou Yatang and Ming Jiaye.

She struggled for a while and finally voted for our imperial capital.

It just so happens that Xiao Huanhuan is here right now, using her account to give us a boost in Zhoudu!

"Xiao Huanhuan, do you have a certain blog account?"

"Have."

"Can I use your number to vote?"

"Okay, you can get it yourself, there is no lock screen password."

"Ok!"

Mu Wan politely did not look at other apps on her phone. Instead, she found a certain blog and opened it.

And then...just found out.

"wc! wc! Sister! Mingshi seems to be paying attention to you!!?"