Chapter 8 Reminiscing the Old

Author: Xiao Longyue

Chapter 8 Reminiscing the Old

"What! He thinks you are suitable!?" Xu Huan's loud voice made a thrilling sound and bounced straight from the chair.

"You, you, keep it a little." Nan Zishu was so scared that she almost stuttered by her aura, and reached out to pull Xu Huan down first.

"No, you heard it right?" Xu Huan looked incredible with lightning struck: "What does he mean? Are men now so casual? Hey, I don't think you will choose the heroine in that bloody plot."

"Hmph," Nan Zishu hugged the thermos and sneered: "I also think this kind of bad plot will not hit my head. The key is that you have to ask if that person is in a normal mind."

She pointed upstairs.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Xu Huan shook his head slightly exaggeratedly, and calculated with a good look: "Shushu, you have a disaster in your destiny, or a peach blossom disaster!"

"Ah!" Nan Zishu gave Xu Huan a look in disgust: "Xu Daxian, please take your magical powers quickly. I don't want such a bad peach blossom."

"It's still a bad peach blossom? You don't look at the reactions of the girls at the meeting just now. If you say this, you are not afraid of others saying that you are 'no blessings'."

"Do you want this blessing?" Nan Zishu was "outraged" and peeled a lemon candy from the president's office and stuffed it into his mouth: "Yes, I admit that he looks pretty good. But with his unfathomable temper, I can't communicate with my primitive IQ at the level of my primitive man. So, please spare me, I will never want to see him in my life."

"Hey, Shushu, to be honest," Xu Huan said seriously: "You made Director Li unable to get out of Taiwan in front of so many people. In the future, he will definitely not make you feel uncomfortable in the design department. After all, Mr. Ling seems to be from your side now, you..."

Nan Zishu understood what Xu Huan meant and interrupted directly: "It doesn't matter what Director Li does. He stole my design. I won't apologize or something anyway. As for Mr. Ling, I don't want to provoke him. You said that he just seems to be facing me now. We don't know what others think. You know, I don't want to get involved in such a thing at all. Alas, take one step at a time."

"Okay, just figure it out yourself." Xu Huan turned to analyze: "But I just think Mr. Ling really has no malice. After all, he is also a graduate of Jiangda University. He is only 25 years old this year, and he is two years older than us. He has heard of his reputation when he was in school. He is a genius in the economic management department and is at the top in everything. Even the school debate team at that time was invincible under his leadership."

Nan Zishu heard Xu Huan talk about the "storm stories" in college, and couldn't help laughing at her "fantasy" look. Suddenly, she remembered Ling Bei as if she had said this just now, and suddenly she remembered in her heart that she seemed to have watched a school debate team game in the first year of her freshman year because she was helping the student union seniors.

But she remembered that their school's debate team should have lost that game.

And she seemed to have met a boy hiding in the backstage room...

"Xu Huan, Zhang Qing, Nan Zishu, Jiao Jiao, Pei Yuanyuan, Chen Qianyan, you six are Group A of the Design Department. The first part of the planning plan for this quarter will be completed by you." The person in charge of the Human Resources Department walked into the office area with the list of personnel. The bright voice promptly pulled back Nan Zishu's thoughts, and also quieted down the originally noisy office area.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!