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Gao Xiujin talked to He Zhengguo and Man Jia about this matter. But the same words sounded much better when they came out of her mouth. In front of He Zhengguo, her attitude was gentle but businesslike, leaving Man Jia with nothing else to say.
In fact, Manjia herself doesn¡¯t have a strong feeling about the arrangement of this matter, but she is quite open-minded. On the surface, it seemed that Yafu was taking advantage of her, but as an employee and in a critical period of the company, Manjia felt that she still had this obligation to be taken advantage of. Besides, it's not all without benefits. The new product from Yimei is itself a work produced by her as the chief designer. How to beat her own products feels quite challenging.
It¡¯s just that I have to be busy again. Thinking about how I haven¡¯t relaxed since the end of last year until now, Manjia also sighed. Sure enough, the essence of capitalists is to eat people without spitting out their bones, and they still make people willing.
But now I want to fall in love!
Manjia, who is usually friendly but always looks like a boss, leaned against the countertop in the tea room with a cup in her hands, frowning and pouting like a little daughter. Nan Doudou, who came to get the candy, stood stunned on the spot, then quickly passed behind her in horror, rushed back to her seat, and started a new round of gossip in the company group.
Manjia was a little embarrassed when someone broke her private demeanor, but she didn¡¯t want to argue with the little girl. She cleared her throat, took out her mobile phone, and performed a necessary activity for people in love - talking on the phone.
Afraid of affecting Luo Youlin¡¯s work, I sent a message first.
¡ª¡ªAre you there? Are you there? ?
Luo Youlin had just finished an operation and had not yet changed her clothes. When she returned to the office, she heard the beep of her mobile phone. She opened the drawer and saw that it was from Manjia. She seemed very anxious and quickly replied to her.
¡ª¡ªHere, what¡¯s wrong?
¡ª¡ªIt¡¯s okay, I¡¯ll try the signal.
When Dr. Luo saw this, he rolled his eyes angrily, threw away his phone and washed his hands. But it barked unyieldingly. Knowing that it must be the naughty one, Luo Youlin just rushed, wiped it randomly and answered the phone first.
"Hello?"
"Well, are you busy? Will it bother you?"
Luo Youlin pulled up a chair and sat down angrily, "Yes!"
"Ah~" Man Jia said in a very reluctant tone, but Dr. Luo smiled again.
"Okay, what's the matter?"
"It's nothing, I just want to talk to you. The company has assigned me another job, and I will definitely have to work overtime. I'm not happy." Manjia muttered slowly.
Dr. Luo replied to her with no emotion at all.
"Aren't you willing to work overtime? And your assistant will accompany you."
"What little assistant?" Manjia's voice was deep in her throat, gurgling.
Luo Youlin snorted, sounding very disdainful, "Isn't there someone who often works overtime with you?"
"How did you know? Who sued me again?"
Manjia was not excited at all, but still said slowly, "Is it the one from the veterinary hospital? I'll look for him later."
"You didn't do anything wrong, and you're still afraid of being sued?"
"No" Seeing that the situation was not good, Manjia wisely changed the subject, "Let's have dinner together tonight?"
Dr. Luo was silent for a moment, "I have an appointment with Qiqi tonight."
The atmosphere suddenly changed. Knowing that such a situation was inevitable, Manjia suppressed the depression in her heart, not wanting to make Luo Youlin unhappy.
"oh¡¡"
Neither of them spoke anymore. Doctor Luo waited, understanding that Manjia was inevitably awkward.
"Um?"
Manjia cleared her throat, "Then - don't drink. Go home early. Do you want me to pick you up?"
"Aren't you working overtime?"
"There is still some time for this."
Dr. Luo smiled again, "No need, just work overtime. Qiqi and I went to He Feng's place and made an appointment with someone else to talk about things. We won't drink."
"Oh, that's it." Manjia's voice sounded better, "That's okay, you go and do your work, and I'll go to work too."
"OK Bye Bye."
The phone hung up and Manjia was stunned for a while. I poured away the remaining coffee, washed the cup, poured another glass of water, and returned to the office.
At night, as soon as Luo Youlin entered the bar, she saw the man who stared at Man Jia last time sitting in front of the bar talking to Li Hefeng, which made her feel a little strange. Gao Xiuqi only asked some questions to the two people who came with her, which gave her some time to look at that person's back for a long time.
 When you are full, lie down and roll around, biting your little paws and playing with them. Manjia put down the cup and went to wash up.
In fact, nothing happened.
Three days later, Dr. Luo rang Manjia¡¯s doorbell on time after get off work. Manjia is making soup, and the room is filled with aroma. Hearing the door knock, he ran over happily. As soon as the door opened, what Luo Youlin saw was Manjia holding a spoon with crooked eyebrows, followed by a silly little yellow dog.
This feeling was so good that she instantly forgot all her fatigue.
Manjia went back to look at her pot. Luo Youlin changed her shoes, took off her coat, bent down and picked up the puppy.
"Stop, are you happy that you won't have any more injections?"
The little guy tilted his head to look at her and snorted.
After playing for a while, Dr. Luo put down the puppy and walked over to see Manjia who was cooking.
"how's it going?"
Manjia took the spoon and was testing the taste. When she saw Luo Youlin coming over, she took a spoonful and sent it over. Dr. Luo opened his mouth cooperatively and tasted it.
"Add a pinch of salt."
After the last time, Manjia was very convinced of her taste. After hearing this, she immediately took a salt spoon and sprinkled a little more in.
"Just five more minutes, you can eat soon."
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100: Why do other writers say that listening to music while typing is a kind of enjoyment, and it can also stimulate inspiration and speed up writing. But I didn¡¯t feel this way after listening to it, and even more couldn¡¯t write it.
A certain gentleman: Is it because you listen to "Little Apple"?
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