How to break the author's bad taste

11. Xiaobai is just making soy sauce

The bottle of Naobu Emperor Vinegar was stuffed into his brain without knowing it, and he felt that it was not as good as a group of people (...), so he decisively spread it in the circle.

So in the group early in the morning, all the cute people received a single tap of the vinegar bottle amidst the sound of ding dong.

[Jealous bottle of vinegar]: What should I do? !I just discovered a shocking secret today! !It turns out that there are already people in the reality of the silly mother of the birch sickle! !The cp was demolished, is there anything! ! !Stuffed!Tired do not love! !

Holding the fritters in his mouth and the soy milk, the meticulous sour lemon, put down the soy milk, pushed the glasses frame that slipped slightly, and replied mercilessly while thinking "When will this bastard not be stupid".

[Sour Lemon ←_←]: The cp that you stand by is not perfect, okay?

Piu~

The vinegar bottle felt like he had been shot in the chest, and his heart was cold, his heart... the mood is not flying at all, okay! !

The hot girl who was still immersed in her sleep heard the penguin message in a daze, her limp fingers swipe and swipe on the screen, and the phone wobbled on the pillow, halfway through the swipe, she was so sleepy, "slap" With a soft sound, the phone landed steadily on the hand that landed first, and slid onto the quilt unsteadily. "Huh..." Hot girl fell into a drowsy sleep, and she didn't know whether the message she typed was sent or not.

So, after the vinegar bottle was shot, it suffered another arrow.

Piu~

[Spicy girls don't eat spicy food]: Cheers ╰(*°▽°*)╯

A mouthful of old blood was choked in his throat, and before he could swallow it, the penguin happily jumped up and down in the lower right corner of the computer, "ding dong" non-stop.

[Brother has sugar in the bag]: My Master Xiu is dead againε(┬┬﹏┬┬) 3 By the way, when did you stand on cp?

[I don’t like little yellow ducks]: (automatic reply) I’m sorry, the person you knocked on has already taken it, please hit me later to attack you!

[Sour radish]: Vinegar, wash and sleep.You'll wake up tomorrow and remember that you're really just a husky.touch.

……

Touch your sister!You are a husky!Your whole family are second-hand huskies!

"Gulu." The vinegar bottle swallowed "a mouthful of old blood" accidentally: "..."

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While being irritated by the reply, the vinegar bottle who continued to spread the news accidentally successfully completed the daily routine of "one operation and one death every day": "...I'll fuck it! That fat penguin just now could not be Kyushu Are you stupid!?━━∑(￣□￣*|||━━”

"...The highest price offered by the other company is... This price does not meet the minimum estimate at the beginning of the planning project. From the current situation, there are still several companies that want to undertake the project. If the other party can only offer This kind of so-called sincerity... President, what do you think?" Mr. Secretary looked at the records on the folder from time to time, and after speaking quickly, he looked at Zhong Xicheng behind the desk in front.

"Just do as you say." Zhong Xicheng flipped through the documents at hand expressionlessly, and asked casually, "Has there been any activities in the company recently?"

"...?" Mr. Secretary was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding why the CEO would ask this, but he still tried his best to think: "...There are no large-scale activities, but it is said that there is a plan to support the employment of college students, which means that they will recommend The places are issued to university professors who are familiar with the standards and are recommended by them, and then arrange for the recommendees to undergo a three-month internship. I don’t know how it is going. Other than this, I don’t know much. President, you need For more detailed information, I will sort it out later.”

"It's nothing, I'm just asking." Zhong Xicheng closed the folder thoughtfully and put it aside, and looked at the upright and strict secretary, "If you have nothing else to do, go get busy first."

"Okay." Mr. Secretary did not express any doubts with great interest, and came and went quietly, closing the door without making any unnecessary noise.

In other words, the little boy with strange eyes who keeps meeting under the company building these days is a college student who was recommended as an intern?The eyes are so strange... Is it because I have never seen such a young and handsome president?That's really embarrassing.I hope that little boy won't affect his work because of this...

Someone so narcissistic that heinously thinks so.

"Ding dong!" There was a crisp sound.

"..." Silently clicked on the bouncing penguin, seeing the message from the vinegar bottle, Zhong Xicheng's expression was like this——∑(っ°Д°;)っ isn't it? !Before I started chasing you, I told me that I was actually sentenced to death? !This kind of immediate sense of "it's so fucking impermanent", are you really not telling a story? !

[Drunk Kyushu]: Are you sure?

The vinegar bottle was howling, when he saw the message from Lord Kyushu, he replied with a bitter face.

[Jealous bottle of jealousy]: I don't want to believe this cruel fact, as my silly mother Bai Huasi told me herself┭┮﹏┭┮!

"Ah--" Bai Lianhua, who was refusing the ginger syrup with the words "I'm ready", looked at the dark ginger syrup firmly handed to him by the old housekeeper with a bitter face: "..." The feeling of pulling yourself back could not be more bleak!

Zhong Xicheng's face was paralyzed, he stared blankly at the reply from the vinegar bottle, feeling "my youthful bird will never come back~", finally someone he likes said... The more I think about it, the more I feel aggrieved, Zhong Xicheng I want to squat in the corner and plant mushrooms, and draw circles to curse the "murderer" who "takes people's love".

"Ding dong!" A soft sound woke up the self-pitying CEO whose IQ and EQ were all offline.

[Sour lemon ←_←]: Kyushu silly mom, xxxxxxxx on yy at [-]:[-] p.m., pia show, there is your favorite subject, don't be late!

Zhong Xichengfa replied happily.

[Drunk Kyushu]: Didn't my suffering already have someone else?

Sour Lemon looked at the reply full of strong resentment, and a bunch of black lines popped out of her forehead like mushrooms after a spring rain: People who are in love really have no IQ to speak of.

[Sour Lemon ←_←]: Did you actually believe the group message from the idiot Naobudi in the vinegar bottle? !

Zhong Xicheng, who was dragged back to the edge of normal by the "miracle doctor" Sour Lemon, instantly revived with full blood, and calmed down his overly fluctuating (...) emotions.

[Drunk Kyushu]: How to say?

[Sour Lemon ←_←]: That bastard is just replying "I'm not feeling well today" and can make up a scene of men and boys tearing and being torn. Brain Budi of the big drama, don't you make it? ! ∑(っ°Д°;)っ

Sour Lemon, who didn't know what he was talking about, stood at the top of the emotional food chain and looked down on Zhong Xicheng, who had been in arrears for EQ for many years.

"..." President Zhong, who finally came to his senses, silently swallowed a mouthful of old blood.

"..." The vinegar bottle suddenly felt a little cold, looked around, and tightened his clothes inexplicably.

The author has something to say: After typing the words, I found out that my back was so sore. I was still wondering if my sitting posture was wrong, so I rubbed it... Eh? !Why only sour half? ! ... Then, belatedly, I remembered that besides spraining my feet, I seemed to have knocked down my waist┭┮﹏┭┮

Originally, this chapter was going to be a pia scene, but it turned out that my brain was a little bit bigger, and I couldn't take it back. Let's go to the next chapter. ╮(╯▽╰)╭

In addition, a little accident happened when I just saved the manuscript, and today's [-] words are almost gone (￣△￣;) If it really happened, we can hug our heads and cry together (°o°;)