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We chatted endlessly, from songs to pop music, from the research institute in Hangzhou to the little things in our company, from Lu Feng to the QQ opened by Yu Sufen.
"What car do you like?"
"Toyota. I'll probably buy one when I get a job."
"Why?"
"Strong and durable, it can be opened anywhere."
"Where do you want to drive?"
"For example, if you want to go hiking or something, if you want to move, you can put all your things in the car."
"I still like cars, like the Toyota Camry." I stretched and buried my head in his neck.
We talked about talking for one night, but it didn't take long for me to be in a daze. The last impression in my mind was that Wu Li went to get a blanket to wrap me up, and then I really fell asleep.
When I woke up, it was already daylight. Wu Li went with me to get my car back, and then she left.
Lu Feng finally sobered up. After drinking a large cup of strong tea, he rubbed his temples and looked at me blankly, frowning, "How did I come back yesterday?"
"Wu Li and I brought you back together."
"What did I say?"
"You mumbling, we didn't hear clearly," I decided not to tell Lu Feng that he was drunk and crazy, "However, you vomited in the back seat of the car, they are probably doing hygiene now."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry for you to apologize to her on my behalf." Lu Feng suddenly became polite, which made me feel uncomfortable. I asked him, "Are you okay?"
He shook his head, turned over and fell asleep.
It was almost noon, his cell phone rang non-stop, and the seedless and thick-skinned woman said she wanted to see him, Lu Feng scolded her at first, swayed for a long time, but still told her the address. Then he got up, washed his face, brushed his teeth and combed his hair, covered his swollen eyelids with a cold towel, and lay down on the bed again.
Yu Sufen is here. I went out to buy groceries and came back with big bags and small bags, thinking that she should have coaxed Lu Feng well, at least to a good extent, but in the end there was no progress: Lu Feng was still lying on the bed without saying a word, showing no intention of getting up. When I walked into the bathroom, I was startled. Yu Sufen was squatting on the ground, washing the dirty clothes in the basin very hard, wearing my apron, with a solemn expression like visiting a cemetery. She heard my footsteps, looked up, and gave an awkward smile, then recognized me and smiled doubly awkwardly.
"My name is Zhou Wen, a friend of Lu Feng's, and I work in the same company as him." I introduced myself dryly. Yu Sufen habitually stretched out her hand, and found that it was full of soap bubbles, so she took it back, "Hello, my name is Yu Sufen." She has a deep voice, which is called "magnetic" in fashionable words, and is thin and soft. Big eyebrows, under the right circumstances, can turn all "female" within a radius of several meters or even several miles into iron nails.
"I know you."
She widened her smile a little flatteringly, "I remember, I saw you in the company last time." Her appearance reminded me of a drowning man who managed to catch a straw. I guess, Lu Feng probably scolded her enough just now.
I went to the room to look at Lu Feng, he covered his head with the quilt, and there was no movement at all.
I went back to the bathroom and asked Yu Sufen, "What's wrong with him?"
"He's not feeling well. Why don't you buy some vegetables? Leave it alone, and I'll cook later." She reserved herself grandly.
I watched her pour laundry detergent on the stained clothes, then turn over and pour a little on the other side, rubbing carefully, and finally couldn't help it, "Don't wash it."
She doesn't speak.
"Really don't wash it."
She may feel that this is an act of atonement, and that the opportunity cannot be missed, and without raising her head, she said in a muffled voice, "It doesn't matter."
I thought it was funny, "I said not to wash it, because the clothes are mine, and I prefer to do my own laundry."
Only then did she raise her head, "Oh, I'm sorry." She soaked her clothes back and replaced them with a basin of clean water.
"The clothes belong to me, but he vomited on them, what do you say?" That feeling is very strange, a bit absurd: in the company, I am not qualified to talk to her; Dirty Laundry questioned her condescendingly.
She was silent for a while, then said: "I will give him an explanation."
Yu Sufen and I cook together, and the leadership temperament in her body has returned: how thin the shredded meat is, how much ginger to put in, how thick the water and starch are, and when the dishes are cooked, she has the final say, even though the dishes are cooked after they are cooked. , I didn't find it that big of a deal. But when she went to coax Lu Feng to get up for dinner, she seemed like someone who had done something wrong and didn't want to eat.Overwhelmed child. I suddenly understood why Lu Feng was so hard to let go of her: a woman who is decisive and decisive in front of outsiders, but she puts down her figure in front of you and is docile and obedient, which in itself has a huge lethality.
A woman is a creature that people love and hate.
The next weekend, Yu Sufen invited the three of us to have a meal, which meant "apology". She specializes in cooking, and what is more special is that she made a cake by herself.
After she left, Lu Feng put the leftover half in the refrigerator and told me excitedly, "She said she was going to divorce."
That was the first time Yu Sufen uttered the word "divorce", not "talk to him", not "solve the problem", nor "think of a solution", but clean and tidy The crisp "divorce", the second "divorce" plus the first "marriage", everyone can understand it at once. After all, she gave an "explanation".
"Last week I spent half a day in bed, and it was not in vain." Lu Feng was very happy. He felt that the result of a hangover was worth it. Not only was it worth it, it was a milestone.
Before going to bed, I called Wu Li, and she was checking the information for an article to be published.
I asked her: "If you already have a husband, will you divorce for me?"
"I don't have a husband."
"I mean what if."
"How did you come up with the idea to ask such a question?"
"You answer first."
"Do you want to hear the truth or lies?"
"Of course it's the truth."
"To be honest, I don't know."
"What do you mean you don't know?"
"You asked a question that doesn't exist in reality, of course I can't know the answer."
"What if I must ask you to give me an answer?"
She sighed softly, "What do you want me to say?"
"I want you to say 'I will.'"
"Okay, I will."
"real?"
"real."
We laughed together and I asked her, "Am I stupid?"
She said: "It's getting late, go to bed quickly. Be obedient."
"Well. Good night. You go to bed early too." I put down the microphone, buried my head in the pillow, and soon fell asleep.
After struggling for more than a month in the difficult and tasteless work of expired food, I finally saw a little shadow of food: there was a short-term project, which was to enhance the function of a product component according to several special requirements of a large customer. The project itself is not big, but it is of great significance. The boss attaches great importance to it and plans to send two people to do it. He explained that this project was beyond the current work quota and asked us to sign up voluntarily. Another colleague Zhang Xiaolin and I almost raised our hands together.
Zhang Xiaolin joined the company half a year earlier than me, and he looks quite creamy. If you remove the freckles on his face and straighten his back when he walks, he will look like a star, and he will always be meticulously dressed. Orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple never repeat the same color every day. They wear khaki pants with straight seams, and their blond hair is pulled straight with hairspray. He is good at grabbing the microphone and asking one or two serious questions in a meeting of hundreds of people, it seems that there are so many people who are the only ones with his ears pricked up, and one second before the long meeting finally ends, the boss asks "Is there any question?" "When he raised his hand and said "I still have an idea", it seemed that he was the only one in the whole department thinking.
Zhang Xiaolin is known for being "proactive" at work. After the task, he immediately called me for a meeting and said that he had some "ideas" to discuss with me. I fell for it, but he didn't have any ideas, it was just to set my ideas. After I confessed my thoughts without knowing the depth, within a few days, he changed his face and took it as his own, and went to wag his tail with the boss first. When I found out, it was too late, and I wanted to care about him, but I seemed stingy and confused. There was nowhere to start the fire.
The second thing my career has taught me is: Even if you are a pug, you have to be smart, because there are always more dogs than bones.
After get off work that day, I had another two-hour wits meeting with Zhang Xiaolin. I called Wu Li and wanted to go out to dinner with her. She said she had already eaten, I asked her what she was up to, she said she was working.
When I got home, I was facing a cold pot and a cold stove, and I didn't have any interest in cooking. I simply ran to Wu Li and asked her to cook a bowl of noodles for me. The noodles cooked by Wu Li are delicious.
Downstairs from her, a car was just pulling out, and a deep groove in the tailgate caught my attention. After a few seconds I was sure it was Jersey's car: dark blue, the tailgate had been hit not so long ago, there was nothing wrong with it. What is he doing here?
I froze for a moment, then ran upstairs and knocked on the door. Wu Li came to open the door and saw me, her face was full of surprise, "Why are you?"
"I want to eat your cooked noodles."
I saw two teacups on the coffee table in the living room. The tea in the cups was half drunk and still steaming slightly.
I asked her, "Where's your roommate?"
"Going to a meeting."
"Did anyone come here just now?"
"No." (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)bsp;I froze for a moment, then ran upstairs and knocked on the door. Wu Li came to open the door and saw me, her face was full of surprise, "Why are you?"
"I want to eat your cooked noodles."
I saw two teacups on the coffee table in the living room. The tea in the cups was half drunk and still steaming slightly.
I asked her, "Where's your roommate?"
"Going to a meeting."
"Did anyone come here just now?"
"No." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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