Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

Bo Jingzhou: "Just..."

He endured it again and again before swallowing the words 'you have to be so hungry'. His Adam's apple rolled several times, and the veins on his forehead stretched straight. It took him a long while to finally find out what was in his chaotic mind. A more elegant way of saying it: "You can't restrain yourself."

He had completely forgotten what he had said to the rabbit.

Shen Wanci opened her mouth and kept talking with an infuriating force: "Normal physiological needs, why should we restrain ourselves? I didn't go to whoring and I didn't make a date, so it's not too much to find a normal boyfriend, right? Also, tell that friend of yours, Let him let go as soon as possible, so as not to harm other girls."

"..."

"Why are you looking for a psychiatrist? If it doesn't work for your wife, find someone else who can do it for him. Didn't he write a bloody novel? A boss with a clean mind and body can only react to his destined lover. You let him If you have nothing to do, go and let a woman touch your legs, maybe true love will come soon."

"You think so too?"

What kind of bullshit novel is this that goes against physiological common sense? Can that kind of pure physical reaction be controlled artificially? Unless it's impotence.

Shen Wanci was talking nonsense: "Yes, so if you can't make others treat you as calmly as a mountain, then stop bothering me."

"..." This is no longer communication at all, it is acting like a hooligan, talking nonsense and being unreasonable. He said with a sullen face: "You usually read less messy things. Look at how your thoughts have been poisoned. Look more at people’s livelihood families.”

Doorbell rang.

Shen Wanci went to open the door.

Bo Jingzhou said in a strange tone: "It's quite lively for you most of the night."

"Yes, now takeout is delivered directly to your door. It's very convenient to place an order on the software. You don't even need to prepare your own tableware."

"..." As soon as Bo Jingzhou heard the word 'takeout', he automatically thought of various styles of fresh meat. It wasn't until he saw Shen Wancizhen bringing in a bag of food that his gloomy face became better.

Shen Wanci could tell what he was thinking at a glance and bared his teeth: "Your thoughts are really wretched."

Bo Jingzhou pursed his lips and watched as she took out a lunch box from the plastic bag, opened the disposable chopsticks and sat down to start using it: "Where's mine?"

He was going to socialize tonight. He couldn't eat much on that occasion, and the food in that restaurant was too bad. He only took one bite and put down his chopsticks.

"Mr. Bo is so dignified, how can he eat this kind of garbage fried in gutter oil?"

When she was at Bo's, Shen Wanci once ordered him a fish with heavy oil. He looked at her sideways and said, "This kind of rubbish fried in gutter oil, you can't bear it." Also send it in front of me, do you think I am a trash can?"

Bo Jingzhou didn't remember this, but he did remember that he didn't eat the takeout ordered by Shen Wanci. "What you gave to Nie Yucheng was made by yourself, and what you gave to me was takeout. The difference in treatment is not that obvious."

This is it again.

Shen Wanci put down his chopsticks angrily, "He was sick at the time. He couldn't eat this or that. If I don't cook it myself, why would I order takeout and write a note? It would be weird if someone took the order."

Nowadays, many takeaways are semi-finished products, and the store owners probably don’t even know what they put in them.

Moreover, she is self-aware of her cooking skills and cannot seize a man's heart by seizing his stomach.

After eating, Shen Wanci went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out, Bo Jingzhou had left and took the garbage with him.

……

The next day.

As soon as Shen Wancci arrived at the museum, he was called to the office by Director Yu, along with several experts who were responsible for restoring Class A cultural relics.

"There was a Chinese overseas who was going to hand over to the country a phoenix crown of a certain empress in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. After the cultural relic was taken away by the invaders, the transporting ship sank in the sea on the way. At that time, this piece of jewelry decoration material was used all over the country. The delicate tiara that had been used had been submerged in the sea for decades and was seriously damaged. It was salvaged a few years ago and was bought by the Chinese. The Chinese's request was that if this cultural relic could be restored, he would I will donate it to the country unconditionally. The superiors attach great importance to it, so I asked a few people to let you see if you are sure."

There is no real thing, only photos.

The seawater has eroded the crown so badly that the original color and style can hardly be seen, and only the general outline can be seen.

"The items will not be delivered to our museum until the day after tomorrow. You can take a look at the photos first. If you have any objections, please raise them now. We take this matter very seriously and cannot be careless at all."

The door of the office was suddenly pushed open forcefully. Zhao Hongwei stood at the door with red eyes and chest heaving violently. He looked very angry. He stared at Director Yu tightly: "I can also repair Class A I’m a cultural relics person, why didn’t anyone ask me to come to the meeting for such an important matter?”

He passed the assessment some time ago and is now able to repair A-level cultural relics.

He came late today. When he arrived, he heard from his colleagues that Director Yu had called most of the people who restored Class-A cultural relics to the office for a meeting. It seemed that it was about a great object. He hurried over and listened at the door. After walking in the corner for a few minutes, I saw that part-timer Shen Wanci was there, and I immediately became furious.

She has been called to the meeting, why not call her.

Director Yu frowned: "Get out."

Zhao Hongwei was greatly stimulated by Shen Wanci during this period. He took the exam for several years before he passed the exam. Why did she airborne as soon as she came? It would have been fine if the age difference was not big, but she was no longer different in age, but in difference. How can a child who has grown up several generations and has not even a single hair on his head have the right to sit here.

"I can go out, but she also has to go out. She is a part-timer and is still so young. Why should she be sitting here side by side with several teachers?"

He truly admired the others, but only Shen Wanci. Even though he had seen her skills with his own eyes, he was not convinced. She was so young, and to be able to repair that painting must have been a blind cat and a dead mouse—— coincide.

Director Yu stood up from his seat with a sullen face and said in a stern voice: "Just because she is the person named by the higher-ups, if you can get the people above to name you to participate, even if you are a C-level, I will No objection, not only no objection, I will also give up my position to you."

If their line of business wasn't really short of people, with Zhao Hongwei's virtue, he would have started a business long ago.

Zhao Hongwei sneered, "So it's all nonsense about technology or not. The most important thing is that it has a broad approach. It matters..."

He looked at Shen Wanci's face, which was even more beautiful than those celebrities in the entertainment industry who conquered the audience with their faces, and her curvy figure, and narrowed his eyes obscenely: "I just don't know that she slept with these relationships." It takes many men to get it. If you have this kind of skill, wouldn’t it be better to become a star? If you have money and leisure, why bother doing such a backbreaking job that doesn’t make any money.”

The people present were all old artists with both virtues and talents. When they heard this, they frowned involuntarily.

Shen Wanci stood up with a sneer and walked to Zhao Hongwei in a few steps.