Flower of High Mountain [Sword Three]

Wei Tao is level [-], Zhenshui Wuxiang sent a team invitation, Wei Tao accepted.

He had just arrived at the map of Wuliang Mountain, and after walking a few steps, he saw the blue name of Zhenshui Wuxiang.

Wei Tao never thought that the Great Master Zhen Jun was a warm-hearted and trumpet-minded person, so he thought, could it be that because of his name, Zhen Shui Wu Xiang took special care of him?

He smiled, but he didn't talk to Zhen Shui Wu Xiang, he was doing the task slowly.

Zhenshui Wuxiang followed behind, and said to Wei Tao: Come here, I'll give you a double and blood.

Wei Tao was taken aback. It is said that there are only so many meridians to practice, and he specially ordered Tui Shuang?

Puzzled in his heart, he didn't ask any questions, and just sat down in front of this brother Hua.

……

[Team] [Wen Zhai]: Huaguo, you just mistyped my name, and I'm still angry.

[Team] [Zhen Shui Wu Xiang]: Sorry.

[Team] [Wen Zhai]: Huaguo, you are very famous, Xiaobao and Erhuo both admire you, why are you in my gang?

[Team] [Zhen Shui Wu Xiang]: You invited me to join the gang.

[Team] [Wen Zhai]: Huaguo, you and Xiuxiu both have orange weapons, is it the love they said?

[Team] [Zhen Shui Wu Xiang]: No.

[Team] [Wen Zhai]: Does the flower pot have love?

[Team] [Zhenshui Wuxiang]: There used to be, but now it's gone.

[Team] [Wen Di]: Second Miss?Xiuxiu said that you have a shadow on Tibetan sword.

[Team] [Zhen Shui Wu Xiang]: No.

[Team] [Zhen Shui Wu Xiang]: Alright, let's go to the task.

……

Zhenshui Wuxiang stood up, he clicked on "God Travels Thousand Miles", and flew away.

Wei Tao stood where he was, staring at the words in the team.

Does Zhenshui Wuxiang also have questions and answers?He won't be bothered?

Seeing that the blue dot on the map returned to Luoyang Grove, Wei Tao collected his mood and continued to do the task.

That night, he upgraded to twelve o'clock and went offline to sleep.

Before going offline, I was going to go to the guild to farm, but saw that all the guild's vegetable gardens had been sown with seeds—the seeds of Zhenshui Wuxiang.

Wei Tao was slightly taken aback, he just found out that the True Monarch God can also help grow vegetables.

Off the line, fell on the bed.The only sound left in the room was Wei Tao's breathing.

Turning his head, he saw the painting on the bedside table again. After thinking about it for a long time, he decided to give it to him.

Early the next morning, Wei Tao went to report to Jiang Zhen. The secretary didn't know about the situation, and was very surprised by Wei Tao's visit.When she notified Jiang Zhen and led Wei Tao in, it was already 5 minutes later.

As soon as he entered the door, Jiang Zhen raised his head and pointed to the outside of his office: "Secretary Zeng is pregnant and will take maternity leave in two days. You take her place first."

Wei Tao looked at Miss Secretary's swollen belly and nodded.

"She will teach you the specific tasks." Jiang Zhen stared straight at Wei Tao: "Now you can go out and do things."

Seeing his meticulous appearance, Wei Tao smiled slightly. "Mr. Jiang, don't worry, I will definitely study hard." He took a step forward and put the things on the table: "This is what I promised to Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly, his face was not pretty.

Wei Tao said "I'm going to do something" and went out, learning how to arrange Jiang Zhen's work with Secretary Zeng.

"In fact, Mr. Jiang's work is mainly arranged by Special Assistant Lu. If there is a new client to make an appointment, he must go through Special Assistant Lu first." Secretary Zeng said with a smile: "We only need to record Mr. Jiang's daily schedule and remind him of the important things. The content of the work, the meeting summary, and the meeting report are almost the same. Other secretaries have to arrange the boss's basic necessities, and we don't have to worry about Mr. Jiang's side at all."

"They're all under Lu Te's assistant?"

"Yes." Secretary Zeng took out the notebooks one by one. Jiang Zhen didn't come for long, but he did enough to record so many things.Wei Tao was speechless, and asked, "Why do I feel that Special Assistant Lu is like a nanny?"

Secretary Zeng covered his mouth and smiled: "That's not true, from work to life, everything is covered. Look at the activities that Mr. Jiang participates in, isn't it all accompanied by Special Assistant Lu?"

Wei Tao laughed along. It seemed that Jiang Zhen was blocking a fierce tiger.

While talking with Secretary Zeng, the person at the center of the topic came over.

He smiled as he walked, and greeted them from afar.Wei Tao nodded, "Assistant Lu."

"You're Wei Tao? We've met before." His voice rose, as if a little surprised.That tone made Wei Tao quite uncomfortable.

"I am." Wei Tao replied calmly: "I just came to Mr. Jiang's side. If there is anything I can't do well, please point it out."

Lu Fanlin laughed loudly: "It's useless for me to mention something, it all depends on Mr. Jiang's preference."

"Yes, I will definitely satisfy Mr. Jiang."

Lu Fanlin didn't reply, but turned to Secretary Zeng and said, "This week, except for the entertainment with Yeyang, everything else will be cancelled."

Secretary Zeng nodded yes, and hurriedly redo the timetable.

Wei Tao watched Lu Fanlin enter Jiang Zhen's office, but after a while, the two came out together.When Secretary Zeng saw it and pointed to his notebook, Lu Fanlin nodded and understood, without saying a word, like a special tacit understanding.

Wei Tao was quite surprised by this situation, but he also guessed that Jiang Zhen was in a hurry to go out.

He also wanted to ask the other party if he liked the things he gave, but now he has no chance.

Mr. Jiang did not return to the company until after get off work.

"Xiao Wei, clean up the office."

Secretary Zeng asked Wei Tao before he left, and he naturally nodded in agreement, never letting a pregnant woman clean the office. .

Before going in, Secretary Zeng specially reminded him not to move the place on Jiang Zhen's desk.

Wei Tao repeatedly agreed and walked in.

Speaking of cleaning, in fact, it means shredding unnecessary documents with a shredder.Wei Tao found the wastebasket and was about to take it out when he turned around and saw that the painting he had given to Jiang Zhen was inserted in another basket, and there was also the cake he got up early in the morning to make in it.

Wei Tao's heart sank suddenly, and he leaned over to take a closer look.

I took out the painting, and wiped the painting on the cake carefully, but it couldn't be wiped clean.

Wei Tao sat on the reception sofa, in front of him was the painting given to Jiang Zhen, but his eyes were fixed on the cake.

I can't tell what my mood is, I just feel that the head in my heart is full of wind and empty.

Wei Tao pursed his lips, packed up the paintings and put them in his drawer, went out with the wastebasket to shred the paper, picked up the trash bag, and finally closed the door.

He went downstairs with the garbage bag, and didn't realize that he forgot to throw out the garbage until he opened the car insurance.

Wei Tao looked down and saw the cake in the basket.

After spending two hours making something, Jiang Zhen may not have even tasted it.

After posting for a while, Wei Tao threw away the garbage and sat back in the car.All the way home while driving, his mind was very clear.

He plays games like nothing happened.

Teamed up with a great god to fight battles, fight daily, and even lay dead bodies in the arena.

Playing another person at night, and still preparing a cake to take to the company every day during the day.

For five days in a row, without interruption.

"Xiao Wei, you're pretty quick at it."

The manager of the marketing department, Jiang Zhengang, just came out of Jiang Zhen's office. He regards Wei Tao as his subordinate, and he always chats a few words every time he meets.

Wei Tao smiled, "I have to ask Mr. Jiang to sign some documents, so I won't chat with you."

As he spoke, he picked up the organized folders and walked towards the office.

As soon as the door was opened, Wei Tao saw Jiang Zhen buried in the documents at first sight, and at the second sight the cake thrown into the trash.

In the past five days, he made it every morning and threw it away every night, which has almost become a habit.

"Mr. Jiang, these documents need your signature."

"bring here."

Wei Tao handed over the materials.Jiang Zhen flipped through a few pages, read it carefully, wrote his name on it, and handed it back to Wei Tao.

But Wei Tao didn't answer, so Jiang Zhen held his hand there.

After a while, Jiang Zhen raised his head and put the document back on the table: "Is there anything else?"

"I gave you something, do you like it?"

When Jiang Zhen heard this, he lowered his head and continued to read the document, and replied casually: "The cake is delicious."

Wei Tao nodded: "Have you eaten?"

"Taste a little."

Wei Tao smiled softly, took the document, turned around and left.As soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by someone.

"Wei Tao, you don't need to test me, I never tell lies."

Some people don't tell lies because of stupid honesty, and some people don't tell lies because of unnecessary superiority.

Wei Tao turned around: "Understood."

The two looked at each other, not giving in.In the end, Wei Tao looked away, saw the waste paper on Jiang Zhen's desk, and said, "I shredded the paper yesterday, so I forgot to bring the waste paper in."

Jiang Zhen squinted, suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Did you take the painting back?"

"Yes. Mr. Jiang doesn't care about it, it's just a pity to throw it away."

Jiang Zhen put the cap on the pen, "I wanted to talk to you about this, but I was so busy that I forgot. How much did you pay for that painting?"

Wei Tao frowned, "What?"

"You bought that painting for me. It's a pity that it wasn't painted by Min Wenzhai, it should be an imitation. It cost you money."

Wei Tao's eyebrows twitched. Is this pretending that he doesn't want it, or is it because he gave it to him and he doesn't want it?

"It shouldn't be. Min Wenzhai is not a great painter. There are still fakes of his works?" He laughed: "I want to tell you, he gave it to me when I was in high school. How can you still call it a fake?" ?"

Jiang Zhen stared at Wei Tao: "He himself? Are you in high school?"

"Six years ago." Wei Tao twitched the corner of his mouth, "I'm afraid this is his posthumous work."

Seeing that Jiang Zhen didn't speak, Wei Tao continued, "Since you don't like it, I can keep it myself. I don't want to send you off yet."

You see, when Min Wenzhai said it was delivered by himself, he was so nervous.It seems that he is a joke.

Wei Tao shook his head: "I'm going out."

"Wei Tao, that's really not his painting. The seal, font, and painting style are all wrong. Where did you get this thing?"

Wei Tao was standing at the door, and Jiang Zhen had already stood up from his seat and almost walked to the desk.

Seeing his nervous appearance, Wei Tao felt pain in his heart, took a deep breath, and said, "I just went on a trip in my first semester of high school, and I met a young man in a tourist area. We rescued him together. A tourist who fell into the water, he said that he was lucky and gave me that painting."

Jiang Zhen opened his mouth and closed it tightly: "Oh, so that's the case." Then, he walked back to the seat, opened the pen cap, and looked down at the document.

Wei Tao's forehead twitched, he took two steps, and clapped his hands on the desk: "Do you want that painting or not?"

"No, that's not for me."

Wei Tao was taken aback. What he said meant that the twelve paintings sold by Min Wenzhai were all given to him, and he kept them.This one is for Wei Tao, so he would rather throw it away.

"Jiang Zhen, I know I'm not qualified to care about this, but my brother is right. You don't keep paintings when you're alive, and even if you have a collector's habit when he's dead, he doesn't know! Whatever happens, you don't know. There should be a leader, you get into it, regretting that your intestines are green and you can't get anything back!"

Jiang Zhen raised his head and stared into Wei Tao's eyes, and after a long time, he said, "I'm done talking, I invite you to go out."

Wei Tao stared at him closely: "Am I finished? I can't finish. To you, how can I finish!"

"You are all crazy."

Jiang Zhen stood up abruptly and walked towards the office lounge.How could Wei Tao let him run away, all the anger, fire, and miasma accumulated in the past few days rushed up, and he grabbed Jiang Zhen's arm.

"You are not afraid to face reality, but you are afraid to face me!"

Jiang Zhen's shoulders subconsciously shrank slightly, but he didn't even refute.After a second of silence, he suddenly broke free from Wei Tao's restraint and stared at Wei Tao with an extremely calm and restrained calm in his eyes.

After a while, he took out the twelve paintings from the bookcase as if giving up, and threw these things that cost millions on the ground: "These paintings are all here with me, I have collected enough, please don't Give me his things again. Wei Tao, I don't like his paintings."

Wei Tao was stunned, staring at the painting on the ground, then at Jiang Zhen who was rubbing his temples, and asked in a low voice, "You don't like his paintings, and you still pay so much for them?"

Jiang Zhen kicked away the scroll on the ground, stared at Wei Tao: "This has nothing to do with you."