Sir, what if it's too cold?

When Xu Muran learned of this result, Xu Muran felt a little complicated.

She confirmed with the personnel department many times, and the other party said that it was right, it was her.

Xu Muran browsed the web page of the exchange program.She never thought that such an extremely low-probability event similar to a pie in the sky would fall on her, so she felt very melancholy——

Overdrafting character in the choice of what to do or not to do is not affordable no matter how you think about it.

At the same time, in a certain office, Cong Qin took a thin piece of paper from the subordinate in front of her, propped her chin to read it, and said lightly: "Didn't you pat your chest and promise me that you can stuff Zhang Shanhan into it?" ?”

"It's better now," her lips curled into a sharp arc in a calm and unhurried manner, "I have eaten the food and collected the things. The task I entrusted you to do is ruined."

"Besides," Cong Qin tapped a name on the paper with her index finger: "If others don't tell you, how did this Xu Muran get in here?"

The other party felt uncomfortable under her gaze, and said, "This...it seems that Lu Tianhua came in from the fortress, and you know the relationship between old Lu and the higher-ups..."

Cong Qin frowned slightly: This is a bit difficult.

Lu Tianhua and a certain person in power above him are brothers who grew up naked together. They both entered the newspaper office at the same time. Others have made great achievements, but he is willing to stay at the grassroots level and be an ordinary reporter who can't earn thousands of dollars a month. .Under the premise of not violating the principle, whoever he wants to recommend is a matter of one sentence.

What's more, Xu Muran is the most active newcomer recently. Her performance can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye, and Lu Tianhua can't be given a big cap of "playing favoritism".

She pondered for a while, and said, "Go and do your work first, I'll think about it later."

The other party seemed to be pardoned: "Okay, okay!"

"Xu Muran..." Cong Qin read the name, her eyes gradually cooled down, "Xu Muran..."

After returning home, Xu Muran received a call from his mother: "Of course, what are you doing?"

"Nothing," she replied casually, "I got off work early today, what's the matter, Mom?"

"It's your birthday today. I called a few old sisters. Let's have a meal together in Yiqing Building around seven o'clock?"

Xu Muran quickly pinched her wrist, almost in pain so much that she didn't "hiss" out: this day is really muddled, she even forgot that it was her birthday today.

"Okay," she replied happily, "There will be a traffic jam later, I'll go there now."

"Change into a better dress," my mother added, and instructed, "You should dress up for your big day."

"Oh, I got it~"

It wasn't until the waiter started serving cold dishes that Xu Muran knew why her mother specially told her to dress up nicely.

Celebrating birthdays together is incidental, but blind date is the main thing.Moreover, the other party was actually someone she knew.

She picked up a piece of sweet and sour tenderloin wearily, and looked up at Zheng Weixing, who was smiling all over his face. The other party was undergoing constant interrogation by his mother, his flushed cheeks were already sweating, and he didn't care. Know if it's hot or annoying.

Why is this world so small, why is this such a coincidence?

The movement of the person beside her suddenly interrupted her thoughts: "Muran, does the spine fit here?"

She hurriedly squeezed out a social smile: "No, this dish is delicious, Auntie, please eat it quickly, don't worry about me."

Zheng Weixing's mother stretched out her hand to push the broken hair behind her ears, and she seemed very satisfied with her words: "Well, eat more if it tastes good."

She even had goosebumps, and she was really in no mood to eat.After a few hasty bites, she left the private room first under the pretense of going to the bathroom to get some air.

She is only 23, so why rush.

I really don't understand what they are thinking...

Xu Muran went to the viewing platform a few steps away from the box, and looked up at the stars in the sky.The wind was a bit chilly, she subconsciously tightened her collar, and a voice suddenly came from behind: "Xu Muran?"

She turned around and called out calmly when she saw someone: "Hi."

After all, the real mother is the real mother, and she didn't cheat her, and didn't introduce her to the top-quality blind date men who are often seen on Weibo, Tianya and Douban. Zheng Weixing's conditions are excellent in all aspects, which is obvious to all.

The salary is good, the family is an ordinary family of three, and the parents are harmonious. As for myself...

I'm not bad either.Xu Muran looked at him quietly, but it wasn't her thing.

Zheng Weixing took a step forward, stopped half a meter away from her, and lit a cigarette: "I think we can talk."

Xu Muran: "Talk about it?"

"In short," Zheng Weixing spread his hands at her, "so far, I don't have a half-cent's interest in dating. Today's matter is all because of my mother holding a knife on my neck and forcing me to come here. If it troubles you, I'm here to say sorry to you."

Xu Muran was a little surprised. It's rare to see such a person who can openly and honestly say what's in his heart. What's more, if it really counts, the other party is still her boss.

She bent her lips at the other party, "You don't have to be so polite, what a coincidence, me too."

Zheng Weixing said: "How about we cover for each other? When the parents of both sides ask, we will prevaricate. If you don't mind, I won't force it."

Xu Muran nodded in agreement, and asked again: "I also have a question, why don't you want to fall in love? If you mind, you don't have to answer, I won't force it."

"This," Zheng Weixing thought for a while, then shook his head and smiled, "I don't really want to talk about it."

Xu Muran: "..."

She watched the gray smoke rise from the young man's fingertips and then dissipated into the air, and said, "It's okay."

"However, if it's you, you can talk about it."

If it's you?

Xu Muran's curiosity was aroused: "Huh?"

"You look a lot like my ex-girlfriend."

Xu Muran: "...Oh."

Zheng Weixing: "She is dead."

Xu Muran: "..."

Zheng Weixing glanced at her indifferently, then turned his gaze away: "A car accident. Our family was not satisfied at first, but now... just right."

Xu Muran didn't know what to say, so he kept silent.

The man took a deep breath of the cigarette, then threw it on the ground and stomped it out: "Part of the reason for helping you before was for this reason. I wanted to find an opportunity to tell you, but I never found the right one. Hit it."

Xu Muran nodded: "My condolences."

"What a pity," Zheng Weixing sneered, "the tears have already dried up."

This conversation continued until Xu's mother called, saying that it was time to pay, and asked where the two of them were and why they hadn't come back.

Xu Muran and Zheng Weixing returned to the box together, washed away by the expected "tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, I say they are a good match" eyes, and each took a sip of tea silently.

On the way home, Xu Muran's sleeve was tugged by his mother: "What do you think of Xiao Zheng?"

"How is it?" She was scrolling through Weibo, not bothering to raise her eyelids: "Ah, that's it."

Xu's mother couldn't see her "just like that" in everything, and her heart became anxious: "It's hard to find a good man, you start dating now, after two years of dating, you can get married, 25 You can have a child at six, and you will just retire when your child graduates from college, and then..."

"Mom," these words circled in Xu Muran's mind for thousands of times, but he still couldn't hold back: "You didn't give birth to me so that I could experience the world, experience life, and realize my own value in life. Could it be that you gave birth to me?" The child raises the child?"

Xu's mother didn't expect her to retort suddenly, and she didn't answer for a while. After she realized it, she turned her head to the side and ignored her.

The two broke up unhappy.

Xu Muran stood downstairs, watching his mother go upstairs, and was about to take a taxi back to his nest, when he received a call from Zhao Yi: "Happy birthday, Er Gouzi!"

The friend's birthday wishes made Xu Muran a little happier, and laughed and scolded: "Fuck you little bastard, didn't you send me a text message this morning, why did you come again?"

Zhao Yi: "Morning is morning and evening is evening, how can it be the same?"

"All right, all right, you're the only one who makes sense." Maybe it's because he has done a lot of wiping Zhao Yi's butt, but Xu Muran has never lost his temper in front of her: "I have received my birthday wishes, what else can I do?"

"Yes," Zhao Yi said enthusiastically, "Aren't you going to work tomorrow? Do you want to go to KTV all night?"

"Ouch..." Xu Muran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Did you just finish the college entrance examination? Now I don't even want to eat after get off work every day. I just want to go home and sleep. How can I stay up all night and sing K?"

"Are you sure you don't want to come?" Zhao Yi sighed with some regret: "Zhou Sheng's sister booked a box, the supreme VIP room, it costs more than 300 per hour, a waste..."

Xu Muran: "Did you drink? Didn't drink, come pick me up."

Zhao Yi: "Didn't you just say no?"

Xu Muran: "Just now is just now and now, how can this be the same?"