Getting married by mistake: the embarrassing wife of the cold-faced president

Chapter 64
When I woke up early the next morning, my eyelids were twitching.

Others say that "the left eye jumps for money, and the right eye jumps for disaster".My right eyelid is jumping - God, it's a jump disaster.Although I don't engage in superstitious activities, I'm still apprehensive, and my heart is running wildly, so I made a guest appearance as a half-immortal for a while, predicting that something must happen, and it's still very unlucky, very unlucky !

Yes something happened.

But it's not a very unlucky thing, but something that makes me feel extraordinarily happy from head to toe, and even every cell.

Not long after I started work, someone came into the office and asked, "Excuse me, is Miss Su Lala here?" It was a young man who came in with a large bouquet of fragrant flowers: "I am the florist of 'Hua Wu Que' Yes, a gentleman ordered flowers and asked me to deliver them."

That bouquet of flowers, 12 blue enchantresses filled with gypsophila.

Zhuang Honghong came over, curious: "Lala, who sent these flowers?"

I said: "I don't know."

I didn't pretend to be garlic, I really don't know.

Hu Kang sat in his cubicle, listlessly practicing the puppets on the table, queuing up to fight.He was sour, and asked coldly: "Do you know what the flower language of 12 blue enchantresses add to the stars?"

Zhuang Honghong reacted quickly, and immediately ran to the computer, Baidu.

Then, she used an exaggerated tone and read it aloud: "The flower language of the 12 blue enchantresses with baby's breath is: Oh, my rose lover, I want to tease you, tempt you, and spoil you , pamper you! I want you to be my blue elf, raise the corners of your lips proudly to the whole world, and soar in the sky of love."

The crowd screamed.

Wang Qian said: "It's so romantic."

Lingeni also said: "Lala, you are so happy."

Lu Zhengnan asked: "Lala, did your husband give it to you?"

I didn't answer him, I took the bouquet of blue enchantress Gamantianxing that still contained dewdrops and was exuding a fragrant fragrance with a smile, bowed my head, and took a deep sniff.

I know that this flower was not sent by Cheng Yiming.

Why did Cheng Yiming send me flowers?No matter how romantic Cheng Yiming is, he won't eat enough to stay idle.Even if Cheng Yiming really has enough to eat and has nothing to do, the person who sent the flowers is not me, why would he spend money to please me?He didn't fall in love with me again.

But this flower, who is full of food and has nothing to do to send it?
So sneaky, I didn't even write my name.

Although I don't know who the mysterious person who sent the flowers behind the scenes is, it is undeniable that I am very pleased with the envious eyes of my colleagues, and the index of excitement reaches the highest point.

Very vain, isn't it?

I admit to being vain.

Who is not vain?The one who is not vain is a sage.But there is not a single sage in a hundred years, all of them are small people.In the nature of little people, there is an indelible vanity.

Hu Kang stretched his head over to look at the bouquet of blue enchantresses filled with stars, and murmured: "After all, he is a rich man, and his hands are so extraordinary! Fuck, this bouquet cost me one-third of my money." Monthly salary!"

Zhuang Honghong also stuck her head out from the grid, and laughed "haha": "Hu Kang, do you know why you have never had a girlfriend? It's because you are too stingy, and you don't want to spend money to buy 12 blue enchantresses to fill up the stars .”

Hu Kang despised her very much: "Fatty Zhuang, what do you know? What era is it now? Do you understand inflation? Those who dare to spend are Out (outdated), and those who can save are king! Anyone who earns wages , How many of them can afford to shoot from time to time are 12 blue enchantresses and sky stars?"

Zhuang Honghong said: "Stingy! Don't you know that if you don't want money, you can't get a woman to be your wife?"

Hu Kang didn't argue with her.

He retracted his head into the cubicle, his frizzy hair bobbing up and down again on the edge of the partition board.It is estimated that this girl is playing with his dolls again, queuing up to fight.

Hu Kang is a bit boring.On the left side of his screen is a photo of his parents, on the right side is a Q version of the Three Kingdoms Killing Doll, and on the wall are countless inspirational quotes.Occasionally.When he was tired of reading the manuscript, he would practice the dolls on the table to line up and fight, using this childish way to relax and relax.

Among so many inspirational quotes, Qu Yuan's is his favorite: Lu Man Man Qi Xiu Yuan Xi, I will search up and down. ——Translated: The journey ahead is far and long, and we have to go all over the world to find (the sun in my heart).

For a while, there was a rumor circulating in the office that Hu Kang was looking for the sun in his heart, and it was Su Lala.

In the end, I jumped up first to show my position: Hu Kang is not my type!
Not to be outdone, Hu Kang also jumped up and drew a clear line with me: No matter how stupid or naive I am, I will never fall in love with a "girl who loves a flask", because I have to consider whether my purse is enough to spend.

"The female paper of the flask" is the nickname given to me by Hu Kang, which means spending money extravagantly.

I buried my face in the flowers of the blue enchantress and baby's breath, and was intoxicated.Song Manning came over at this time, and said to me with a straight face: "Su Lala, don't you know that the purpose of our magazine is to require good writing, readable stories, sincere feelings, and touching? Take a look. , What kind of manuscripts did you send me for review? Reorganize the manuscripts!"

I look up at her.

I read four big golden characters from her forehead: picky!

If I had the guts, I could have slapped the table, had a big fight with Song Manning, and argued with reason—then I thought again, why do I have to talk about my guts?How much can you sell for a catty?
And if you quarrel with Song Manning, will there be any result?
Grievance with the boss, the end can be like a confidant.I am not a three-inch golden lotus, so I can wear small shoes casually?A small leak will sink a great ship.

I can only swallow my breath.

After Song Manning left, I was bored in the cubicle.Open the e-mail, process the author's submission, and urge the manuscript in the author group by the way.

The manuscripts I sent to the second review were all excellent and outstanding articles, among which there were many wonderful writing, novel stories, and emotional writing.I read up and down, left and right, and I didn't feel that the writing was bad, the stories were not readable, and there were no sincere and touching manuscripts.

This made me even more depressed.

Hu Kang poked his head out from his cubicle again: "What kind of manuscripts does Miejue Shi like so much?"

I shrugged: "I don't know."

Hu Kang said, "Ask her."

I said, "Don't ask."

Hu Kang said: "Pig!" He retracted his head back into the cubicle again.

Song Manning has a bad face towards me and is critical in every possible way. This is a recent incident.Maybe, it's not that the manuscript I reviewed for her is not good, but that she is playing the boss's prestige to me, so as to prove that she is sacred and inviolable.

It's all because of Fang Zisu and Han Qingluo.

I was shot purely lying down, so I was wronged.

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(End of this chapter)