Shoulder to shoulder

Bi Guo took Hao Mengmeng with him, and the two of them sang me and me at lunch, and talked a lot, and when they finished eating and went upstairs, they were already holding hands, very intimate and intimate.

Bi Guo actually avoids physical contact with girls most of the time, lest others feel obscene when his sexuality is revealed.But obviously, Hao Mengmeng is not the one who would think her wretched. She is pure and enthusiastic, making it too late for people to think about those twists and turns.

So Bi Guo couldn't figure out why the two old employees of the Huaze team were willing to bully such a cute girl.

All afternoon, what Bi Guo did was to join the work group of the Huaze group.For the rest, Hanyu only replied to her, read the book first.

Which books to read and what to read, Han Li didn't say a word.

Although it was an urgently recruited seat, it seemed that there was no rush at work, so Bi Guo didn't bother to ask questions anymore. He took a few newly published books and read them carefully all afternoon.

Hao Mengmeng was quite busy, and when Bi Guo asked her if there was anything he could do to help, Hao Mengmeng shook her head like a rattle.

- No, no, I can figure it out.

This is how she replied to Bi Guo on Koukou.

Work and rest in summer, get off work at [-] pm.At [-]:[-], Han Lu suddenly sent a document.

After Bi Guo typed three question marks, Han Yi replied her with two words: One school.

The first school finally understood, and she was quite happy to finally have a job to do. She asked Hanyu: When will I want it?

Han Yu replied to her: as soon as possible.

After this question and answer, there are only 8 minutes left before the off-duty time.

After Bi Guo opened the document, the document showed 21 words.

Even if Bi Guo is an intelligent brain, it may not be enough to proofread.

After working overtime, Bi Guo stared at the document for a minute, thinking that it was a blow to her by Han Li.

At 55:[-], many people in the hall had already started packing their things.

The originally quiet atmosphere became agitated, and after another 2 minutes, people started to leave one after another, waiting in front of the time card machine.

Bi Guo tilted his head towards Hao Mengmeng and asked her, "Do you work overtime?"

"No," Hao Mengmeng was typing quickly, "wait for me for 2 minutes, it will be over soon."

Bi Guo turned to look at Han Lu again. Han Lu's computer screen was already black. She picked up her bag and stood up. When she passed by Bi Guo and Hao Mengmeng, she said, "Goodbye."

Just like the "thank you" said after lunch was brought, it was clearly a word to express politeness and intimacy, but the attitude was extremely indifferent.

Not even looking at you.

After Bi Guo watched her walk away gracefully, Hao Mengmeng hurriedly said, "I'm fine."

Bi Guo raised his hand to turn off the computer, smiled and said to her, "Let's go."

When the two stepped out of the lobby of the editorial department, the lobby was already more than half empty.

The rest of the people obviously didn't intend to work overtime. Most of them chatted in groups of twos and threes, but they were a little slower to clean up.

When going downstairs, Bi Guo asked Hao Mengmeng: "Does the editorial department usually work a lot of overtime?"

"Normally they won't be added." Hao Mengmeng said, "Unless there are some accidents, the team with magazines may add it occasionally in order to wait for the manuscript to be published."

"Oh, so." Bi Guo nodded, "That's pretty good."

"Yes." Hao Mengmeng said, "I've been to two companies before, and none of them is like White Oak. When it's time to get off work, everyone leaves immediately."

After leaving the office building, Hao Mengmeng was heading in the opposite direction to Bi Guo. The two waved goodbye, and Bi Guo was stunned for a while.

She looked in the direction of the exit of the office building, and felt that she probably wanted to wait for Jian Xuezhou, but in fact, she would insist on not taking the general manager's car when she waited.

So it was only for a short while, after seeing no one, I joined w[-]w[-]w[-]w[-]w[-]w[-]w[-]w[-] to cross the street and went to the bus stop.

There was a bit of a traffic jam on the way home from get off work, and Bi Guo remembered an important thing on the wobbly bus: she hadn't given Jian Xuezhou a key yet.

This was really a big mistake, Bi Guo felt nervous, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone to send a message to Jian Xuezhou:

- Sister, are you home yet?

After a while, Jian Xuezhou replied to her:

- no, in a meeting.

No overtime on the 26th floor, no overtime on the 27th floor, Bi Guo didn't know.Since it was a meeting, he might arrive home later than Bi Guo.Bi Guo exhaled and relaxed.

This time she kept this incident firmly in her heart, got out of the car one stop earlier, went to get the keys, and then walked home quickly.

Time became tense, Bi Guo entered the bedroom with an apple in his mouth, and sat in front of the computer.

Fortunately, she wrote the book "Cohabitation" very smoothly. An hour later, she opened the door for Jian Xuezhou, and she had already written [-] words.

Bi Guo handed the key to Jian Xuezhou and asked her, "Sister, have you had dinner yet?"

"Not yet." Jian Xue said thoughtfully, "What do you want to eat?"

"Let's order takeaway." Bi Guo didn't want to make Jian Xuezhou work harder, "I want to eat boiled pork slices."

"Row."

Jian Xuezhou went into the room to change clothes, and Bi Guo shouted from a distance: "Let's go to Four Seasons Restaurant, I'll order two more vegetarian dishes..."

Jian Xuezhou changed into home clothes and came out, but Bi Guo had already entered the house.

The door of the master bedroom was not closed too tightly this time, and Jian Xuezhou saw Bi Guo sitting in front of the computer through the crack of the door, typing on the keyboard with his fingers fluttering, the light from the screen reflected on his face, and he was extremely focused.

Jian Xuezhou didn't bother her. He sat in the living room and checked his mobile phone for a while. When the takeaway arrived, he asked someone to come out to have dinner together.

Bi Guo ate in a hurry, Jian Xuezhou poured a large glass of water into her glass: "How many words are left?"

"Not much, it's over after finishing it." Bi Guo's cheeks were bulging like a hamster.

"What's the rush?" Jian Xuezhou asked.

"There are other things." After Bi Guo finished speaking, he paused, looked up at Jian Xuezhou, and finally said, "I won't stay up late."

"Well, don't exceed eleven o'clock." Jian Xuezhou emphasized.

"Can...twelve o'clock?"

"Is there something to do at work?" Jian Xuezhou frowned.

Bi Guo nodded.

"The work is done at work. The workload of the editorial department is not heavy, and it is done at work."

"I..." Bi Guo hesitated to speak, and finally just nodded, "Got it."

After eating, they went back to their rooms.

Jian Xuezhou put the small clock in a conspicuous place on the desk, then took the book and continued to make materials.

She likes a quiet night, and it is especially valuable when no one is disturbed, which allows her to have a long time to do one thing seriously.

When the clock approached eleven o'clock, Jian Xuezhou stretched his neck and stood up.

She came outside Bigo's bedroom without knocking on the door, quietly waiting for the movement inside.

At exactly eleven o'clock, there was still the sound of keyboard tapping from time to time in the master bedroom, and the lights in the room were always on.

Without hesitation, Jian Xuezhou raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Bi Guo was concentrating, and was startled by the sudden knock on the door.

After co-renting for so long, Jian Xuezhou has never entered her bedroom, let alone knocked on the door at this point.

In an instant, uncontrollable yellow waste popped out of Bi Guo's head, but was quickly suppressed by reason.

She glanced at the lower right corner of the computer, it was eleven past five, Jian Xuezhou must have come to wake her up.

There is an illusion of being caught by her parents to play games, obviously she is working hard.

Bi Guo smiled, got up and went to open the door for Jian Xuezhou, knowingly asked: "Sister Jian, what's the matter?"

Jian Xuezhou glanced at her computer desk, and the answer was unexpected: "My neck is uncomfortable."

"Ah..." Bigo paused, and then quickly said, "I'll squeeze it for you."

"En." Jian Xuezhou stood where he was, without moving.

Bi Guo followed her gaze and landed on his computer. After thinking about it, he felt that there was no need for him to be guilty.So he obeyed Jian Xuezhou's intention: "Come to my room?"

Jian Xuezhou nodded, went straight to the desk, pulled up a chair and sat down.

There is no computer facing Bi Guo, but you can see it with a tilt of your head.

Bi Guo pulled the chair closer, and put his fingertips on Jian Xuezhou's neck: "Sister Jian, let me hold it comfortably, if you try it once, you will never forget it."

What she said was frivolous, and if it was written into the text, it would definitely be over-interpreted by readers.But Jian Xuezhou deserved it extremely smoothly: "Well, it's very comfortable."

These words made Bi Guo feel itchy in his heart, and a hundred swear words and excessive plots popped up in his mind. Tomorrow, all of them can be used as writing materials.

The room was quiet, save for the soft hum of the air conditioner.Bi Guo was afraid that his head would lose control, so he changed the subject: "Sister, what time do you go to bed?"

Jian Xuezhou threw it back to her intact: "What time do you plan to go to bed?"

Although his tone was calm, even gentle, but Bi Guo knew that this was a warning, so he hurriedly said, "I'll go to bed after finishing this chapter, ten minutes at most."

Jian Xuezhou moved, rubbed down Bi Guo's finger, turned his head and asked her, "What are you studying?"

"A manuscript." Bi Guo said.

"novel?"

"Yeah." Bi Guo nodded, Huaze doesn't have magazines now, and specializes in books.

"Have you passed the dark horse?" Jian Xuezhou asked.

Bi Guo was stunned: "What is... a dark horse?"

Jian Xuezhou got up suddenly and looked at her computer.

The computer screen was already dark, but Jian Xuezhou was lit up, and in the word document, there were dense red comments.

Seeing that Jian Xuezhou frowned, Bi Guo hurriedly explained: "This book has a lot of punctuation marks and grammatical errors, so it looks... a bit messy."

Jian Xuezhou frowned even tighter, and Bi Guo became flustered, and asked her cautiously: "Sister, what's wrong? Have I corrected my mistake?"

Jian Xuezhou stood up and looked at her: "Do you know that our company has a proofreading department?"

In the morning, Wang Ze took Bi Guo around, and Bi Guo quickly replied, "I know."

"What you are doing now is what the proofreading department should do." Jian Xue said thoughtfully.

Bi Guo was stunned: "I thought a school..."

"Don't think so." Jian Xuezhou interrupted her, "If you are not familiar with the process, ask about the process first. Don't wait for others to tell you everything."

Bi Guo swallowed his words back, feeling frustrated all of a sudden.

It was the first time that Jian Xuezhou taught her in such a serious tone.

"Don't do it now, ask tomorrow, what is a dark horse, when should one school, two schools, three schools, and more," Jian Xuezhou paused, raised his hand to lift Bi Guo's chin, and made her look up at her , "Ask clearly, what are the responsibilities of an editor."

Bi Guo couldn't look directly into Jian Xuezhou's eyes, she felt both ashamed and annoyed.

The shame is that what Jian Xuezhou said makes sense, and she shouldn't have kept asking without asking, and now she doesn't know what to ask.

What annoyed her was that she was clearly bullied in the company, and Jian Xuezhou, as...as a person with special feelings for her, even accused her as soon as he opened his mouth, without a gentle foreshadowing, nor did he think about defending her.

Bi Guo's stubborn temper came up, and he said bluntly: "I see, I will ask tomorrow."

Without waiting for Jian Xuezhou to retreat, she continued: "I want to ask Mr. Jian first, should there be old employees oppressing new employees in a company?"

Jian Xuezhou was very close to her, and Bi Guo's eyes were on the tip of her delicate nose, sliding to her beautifully curved lips, waiting for her answer.

Jian Xuezhou didn't make her wait any longer, she said, "No."

"Okay," Bi Guo clenched his fist secretly, "Then if I encounter this kind of thing and make a moderate resistance, you will definitely not punish me?"

Jian Xuezhou chuckled suddenly, but Bi Guo couldn't understand the meaning of her smile, so he finally raised his eyes to meet hers.

There was a playful look in Jian Xuezhou's eyes, and she said, "I won't punish you."

It always seems like an unfinished sentence, but the conversation is indeed over here.

Jian Xuezhou took a step back, turned and walked out: "Go to bed early."

The tone of these three words was down-to-earth and gentle, Bi Guo was stunned, and murmured: "Good night."