I Scolded in the National Uniform, but the Boss Was Scolded.

The next book opens with the text of "Mistakenly Falling Lingering [Beijing Circle]" at the bottom ~ Copywriting of this article: The copy has been recycled~ [Cheerful abstract girl vs. Cold and sinister boss] [HE|SC|Sand sculpture cookie] Ren Shuwan has a lot of witty words, and he has been on the pornographic fish software for many years, taking orders and scolding scumbags. His offensive power is unmatched, and his customers have received rave reviews. One day, Ren Shuwan received an order. As soon as she added the scumbag's WeChat account, she ran into a ruthless and ruthless boss in the elevator. She greeted politely, "Good morning, Mr. Lu." Lu Yanzhi nodded lightly, lowered his eyes and looked at her, "Good morning." When the elevator door closed, Ren Shuwan picked up the phone and asked, "Why don't you speak?" There are two eggs hanging under the eyebrows. You can only blink but not see? There are chickens all over the screen faster than you can type. ] Lu Yanzhi's cell phone next to him rang twice in a row. After getting out of the elevator, Lu Yanzhi took out his cell phone to check, and his face instantly became extremely gloomy. Ren Shuwan, right? He snorted lightly and deleted the other party's WeChat with his backhand. — Shu Wan, who took office online, struck hard at Lu Yanzhi. [Oops, I actually forgot that you failed and became a junior junior high school student! ] [You are like the housing prices in Lincheng, which have continued to rise without falling. ] Lu Yanzhi: [? ] Ren Shuwan: [Question mark, you are a question mark. ] In reality, Ren Shuwan treated Lu Yanzhi with utmost respect. "Mr. Lu is dedicated and works overtime late into the night for the company and employees." Lu Yanzhi: "Don't you scold me fiercely?" Ren Shuwan: "Mr. Lu, I have never scolded you. Our employees all admire you. You are not only our leader, but also our spiritual pillar." — Until that day, there was a continuous meeting about the company's newly developed mobile game. The planning department and the technical department were arguing endlessly. Ren Shuwan was really bored. In this case, just blame me. But for some reason, her boss's WeChat chat kept ringing, and a pop-up window popped up when she sent a message. [Scumbag, the top of your neck is so cute, it turns out to be a pig's head. ] [It is normal for people to meet Sabi in this life. If you feel that life is going smoothly, it is very likely that you are that Sabi. ] There was silence in the conference room, and everyone looked at each other. Damn it, you cursed me so dirty! Lu Yanzhi silently exited the private WeChat account, tapped the table in front of Ren Shuwan with his fingers, and signaled her... To stop scolding. From that day on, Ren Shuwan ran away when he saw Lu Yanzhi. After hiding for several days, he was finally blocked at the entrance of the stairs. Ren Shuwan subconsciously wanted to walk. As soon as she turned around, there was suddenly a force on her wrist. The man's slender fingers involuntarily clamped down on her. The next second, a light voice sounded, "Why are you running away? You have been scolding her for a year and now you know you are running away?" ——Food Guide—— The plot serves the story, and the memes are all from the Internet. All work-related professional knowledge has been consulted by the author. If there are any inaccuracies, please correct me. Collect your favorite babies. Welcome to read the sweet articles after the column is completed. ——The next book opens "Mistakenly Falling Lingering [Beijing Circle]" —— Attached copy: [Calm and powerful Beijing boss x gentle and sober red rose] Contract love | Age difference | Old house on fire | The one in power bows his head Zhouhai City ushered in the biggest snowfall in the past ten years. Jiang Qingyu came out of the internship newspaper office and waited at the platform for an hour without seeing a bus. Instead, she waited for a low-key black business car. The rear window was down. The man's face was dignified, smooth and distant. She was stunned for a moment, "Mr. Liang." Liang Yiheng's deep eyes fell on her, and his voice was low and slow, "Do you want to get in my car?" — Jiang Qingyu knew from the first day she met Liang Yiheng that there was a big gap between them. His family was from a prominent family, and he could change the city with just a few clicks of his fingers, but she was just an ordinary person. His coming to Zhouhai from Beijing was just to add a touch of color to his blank resume, but she could only rely on him to gain a foothold in Beijing. When we met for the fourth time, he handed over a contract and said calmly: "Does Miss Jiang want to make a deal?" At that time, she was in a deep quagmire. Her mother's illness and the reminder fees became the last straw that broke her back. She agreed and made only one request, "I want to work at Jingzhou Times." He raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a relaxed tone, "Okay." During the three days they were together, he spent a lot of money to replace all the things she used around her. He never hesitates to spend money on her, and the jewelry in the magazine will appear on her desk the next day after just one glance. She didn't need to ask for a mansion in the suburbs of Beijing or a million-dollar deposit, he would deliver it to her without blinking an eye. She knew it was a transaction, and those valuable gifts were all based on profit considerations, but feelings were like spreading vines, wrapping around her heart inadvertently. Later, the contract expired. In order to keep her, he threatened her with her mother's life. The bedroom was dimly lit, and there were red marks on his face from her palm prints, "Liang Yiheng, I hate you." There was a mocking smile on his lips, and his eyebrows were hidden in the darkness, making it difficult to see clearly. He said: "You win, Jiang Qingyu." — Goodbye was at the beach of Zhouhai, under the blue sky, as heavy as a dream. They chatted as if they had just met. She thought she was relieved, but he suddenly came closer, his hot breath fell on her neck, and his voice was low and seductive, "Jiang Qingyu, can you love me once?" She backed away from him, lowered her eyelashes, "Sorry, I have a boyfriend." He ignored her dodge and trapped her in the corner of the bench, "Have you seen the football game?" "Just because there's a goalkeeper on the field doesn't mean you can't score a goal." A few days later, he met the "keeper." Jiang Qingyu showed up at the bridal shop with the man on her arm. People around her praised them for being a perfect match, a talented man and a beautiful woman, a perfect match. Liang Yiheng looked at them. Under his calm and reserved appearance, there was a moment of panic and chaos. He managed to trap her in the fitting room, and faced her cold words, he lost his usual calmness. His lips brushed against her red lips, forcing her to cry for him, but in the end she received a loud slap. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were red and his voice was low and hoarse, "Jiang Qingyu, how on earth can I seduce you?" — Small Theater After Jiang Qingyu left, Liang Yiheng did not allow anyone to set foot in the villa where they had lived, and her room became a forbidden area. He often stayed there for whole days, not eating or drinking, and not answering anyone's calls. The sachet she left behind became his only thought. He hung it in his closet, letting the clothes be dyed with her breath. He slept on the bed where she once was, hugging her pajamas, as if nothing had happened. "Is love a sin?" "It is a mistake that is worse than the sin." ——"Love Disguised as Monologue" Food Guide 1. The male protagonist looks old-fashioned and ascetic, but it has no effect on the female protagonist. 2. HE! Double c double first love! There is an age difference of 6 years. It's a sweet and sour love story, the male protagonist is not a scumbag, nor is he unfavorable to the female protagonist's mother. 3. The term "goalkeeper" comes from the Internet. 4. Imaginary background, many private settings, do not substitute reality, love rationally! Concept: Fate is a rain that cannot be avoided even if you don't go out