"Your husband will be offline in three minutes, hurry up." Zhou Bocheng interrupted Zhao Ya directly, compared to this.
Don't worry about a car that doesn't require repayment.
Zhao Ya looked confused and felt extremely embarrassed. The hotpot costing several hundred yuan, the shoes costing several thousand yuan, and the cost of repairing the car. I just heard from Song Ru that it would cost tens of thousands.
"Bocheng, this is the last time, the only time and the first time for me. If in the future, between you and me, we are half a step beyond the thunder pool, you and I will never meet..."
"I..." Zhao Ya said seriously, and Zhou Bocheng panicked.
The next second.
The sudden red lips caught people off guard like a storm, and the unfinished words were drowned in the silky tongue. Zhou Bocheng's head went blank and he closed his eyes obediently...
As if everything was taken for granted, he had forgotten to think, and there was no need to think. Zhou Bocheng only had one thought: hold on tighter, tighter still.
It's sweet and delicious. It's like a hundred years old wine, and Zhou Bocheng is intoxicated by the tingling sensation of electric shock all over his body.
This moment, this kiss, is eternity!
"It's time...I have to go home." He whispered, Zhou Bocheng's heart melted, and Zhao Ya smiled sweetly, life seemed like a dream, Bai Meisheng...
Zhou Bocheng was stunned on the spot, looking at Zhao Ya's back, and saw that there was no trace of her anymore. Her hands were like catkins, her skin was like gelatin, her collar was like a cricket grub, her teeth were like gourd rhinoceros, her head was like a rhinoceros, her eyebrows were furrowed, her smile was charming, and her beautiful eyes were looking forward to it.
Xi. It’s because Zhou Bocheng’s education is so low that he can’t find an adjective, so he condensed it into two words.
Worth it!
…He returned to the project department in a happy mood. After entering the lobby, Zhou Bocheng went to the front desk in front of everyone, took out 500 yuan in cash from his pocket and put it on the table.
Just write on the blackboard that if you miss work for half a day, you will be fined 500 yuan. This will not happen again.
Everyone was in an uproar for a while, and even Wu Yao was a little confused about Zhou Bocheng's approach.
Because just now, Meng Chen and Zhou Bocheng did not show up, the project department was leaderless, Meng Chen was taking a rest, and Zhou Bocheng simply did not come.
The person who was interested was in the office, but Liu Bin looked calm and calm, doing whatever he had to do. He gave himself a look and told himself: Peace of mind.
Then Wu Yao was shocked to find that He Juan, who had always been known as a talkative woman and a poisonous tongue, actually started to say nice things.
"You've only been working for a few days and you haven't seen anyone yet? How big of an air are you?"
"Yes, I just put on a show for everyone the past two days. This shows my true nature."
"I don't think Bocheng is such a person. Let's not make any unreasonable comments. I can speak for myself. I can see that Bocheng gets really angry one day, but then returns to normal the next day, and the starting point is based on our project.
The working atmosphere of the department has begun.”
"Who knows?"
When He Juan said this, everyone had already turned their attention. He Juan actually said good things to Zhou Bocheng?
But no one knew that He Juan looked like she was playing with her mobile phone and sending messages to Liu Bin.
"How am I doing?"
“Remarkable, not bad.”
"Love me tonight."
"I have something to do tonight."
"I can wait for you anytime."
Liu Bin smiled and threw the phone aside. Who knows what means he used to make this woman obey him and do whatever he wanted.
…
"How are you, Miss Wu?" Seeing Zhou Bocheng paying the fine and keeping everyone silent, Liu Bin took the initiative to speak to Wu Yao with a vague smile.
Wu Yao was asked and stopped talking, but Liu Bin was really good at it. He looked at the closed door of Zhou Bocheng's office, stared at the computer, and spoke slowly.
"good…"
"I want to live in a colored room, remember that." Liu Bin spread his hands, got up and went to fish for a cigarette, not caring that the other party trembled when he just slapped his hand.
Zhou Bocheng returned to the office and continued to read the documents. At this time, a fat man came in. He could hardly see his eyes. He held the documents and spoke with a smile.
"Director Zhou, here is the specific data from the testing station about our current sewage treatment follow-up project. I checked it and it all meets the standards. Do you want to take a look at it? If there is no problem, sign this position and I will go there.
The engineering department reported it."
"Well, let me take a look." Uncle Zhou took the document and read it carefully.
"Director Zhou, Manager Meng has seen this project before. In fact, this is also a bridging project..."
Zhou Bocheng reviewed the materials in his hands while listening. This is a slang term used by the project department, "bridging", which means to link the two sides.
In other words, either this project was completed jointly by another company and Zhiyuan Group, or the project itself was the intention of the leaders above.
"Well, I understand. I'm a little busy with work right now. I'll give it to you later when I finish it."
"Supervisor, although this work is not urgent, the engineering department is waiting to handle the reporting process. You also know that if our company's process is delayed, it is normal for it to take ten and a half days." Guo Wenchao laughed, with a flattering look on his face.
color.
"I'll hurry up. Manager Meng isn't here. After all, this is the first non-transactional work I've done. You have to be more careful, right, Brother Guo?" Zhou Bocheng deliberately smiled inexplicably. He dragged out the word "Brother Guo" for a long time.
.
Guo Wenchao, in his thirties, is a veteran in the workplace. He is divided between the project department and the engineering department, and he can enjoy both sides.
"What did Director Zhou say? Look, we have known each other for a few years, but we haven't sat down to have a meal together. Isn't it a coincidence today? I won't have anything to do later. I can also do this sewage cleaning project.
I’ll give you a report, why don’t we have a casual dinner together after dinner?”
"Brother Guo, you have really broken me. I have known you since the first day I came to Zhiyuan. Seriously, you are half my teacher. How can I let you spend money? I will do it."
Zhou Bocheng looked enthusiastic and stood up quickly.
In the past three years, Zhou Bocheng, the person who has been doing the most chores in the project department, has been observing very carefully, so he speaks in an official tone.
The workplace is like a battlefield. A little carelessness can lead to abyss, not to mention that his current enemy is an unattainable person. He cannot be as withdrawn as a lone ranger. The more contacts he has, the more he will understand some issues in depth, which is very helpful.
,
Guo Wenchao quickly nodded in agreement. He mainly wanted to know what route Zhou Bocheng took to get there and how he would carry out his work later.
But this so-called simple meal is not at all inconvenient!
We went to the appointment according to the place Guo Wenchao said, a business hotel with a series of letters, an elegant and low-luxury independent private room, Japanese style, and dining cross-legged.
Guo Wenchao did not come when Zhou Bocheng came to the private room. The food had already been served in the private room. Zhou Bocheng must have not understood what it meant, so he lowered his head and started eating without saying anything. He was really
I'm hungry and haven't eaten enough at noon.
He doesn't understand this scene, but he knows two words