Oh my gosh, this is perfect. Tall and handsome, he is also the deputy chief physician. Chen Tou didn't know since when he liked to lie on the table and admire Xu Qing's appearance. Xu Qing stared at the computer screen and typed on the keyboard. "Brother Qing can play the piano, right?" Chen Touxing looked at Xu Qing's hands on the keyboard. "No." "No, it doesn't matter. What kind of music can't be played by such a beautiful hand?" Anyway, in Chen Tou's eyes, there was nothing bad about Xu Qing. Xu Qing took a deep breath and resisted the urge to throw him out of the office.
"Brother Qing, can you play basketball?"
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"Oh, you should play less basketball, otherwise it won't be good if you hurt your hand."
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"It's cold and dry here in winter, how do you maintain it?"
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"Oh, no, no, no, you always go on stage and it hurts your hands. You said you've become the deputy director, so why do you always have to go to surgery?"
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"Brother Qing, have your hands been insured?"
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Xu Qing's veins bulged and he was on the verge of taking action. As he typed the word "insurance" on the PPT, he finally couldn't bear it any longer. He stood up, closed the door and beat the person again.
Chen Tou rubbed his butt and hugged Xu Qing pitifully, "I just want you to take care of me." Xu Qing has beaten Chen Tou many times, and he has a very good sense of proportion. But seeing Chen Tou's expression, he still felt a little distressed. He really had no way to deal with Chen Tou.
Intention: Face life positively