summer fireworks

Song Zhilin gave up the idea of ​​getting up, and planned to delay for another half an hour, so that she could step into the office.

Yan Shu rubbed her palm, raised his head slightly, as if asking her for a kiss.

Song Zhilin kissed her, it was a long, sweet kiss, traced the lip line, licked the teeth, the air was squeezed bit by bit, the fingers were entangled, until both of them felt that they couldn't breathe.

Yan Shu was awakened by her kiss, and looked at her sleepily: "Aren't you going to work?"

Her voice was soft, with the characteristic mist feeling when she woke up, like a kitten's paw, precisely scratching Song Zhilin's heart.

Song Zhilin put his arms around her waist and said, "Go right away."

Yan Shu opened his eyes wide: "Aren't you afraid of being late?"

She slowly woke up, not only let go of Song Zhilin's hand, but also pushed Song Zhilin, and said with a serious face: "Hurry up, get up, today is Monday."

Song Zhilin replied: "I know."

The hand ran down Yan Shu's back, touched the slender butterfly bone, and landed on the soft waist.

Yan Shu avoided her palm, became more serious, and said, "Isn't the first Monday after the dinner party the most important? If you don't go, they will think that you are going to go bankrupt... Ah no, you quit."

Song Zhilin looked at her dumbfounded, and said, "Didn't you just let me go?"

Yan Shu asked innocently, "Is there any?"

Song Zhilin got up and put on her clothes: "Yes."

It was Yan Shu who held her hand and acted like a baby. It was Yan Shu who wouldn't let her go. It was Yan Shu who turned her face on when she woke up and told her to go to work quickly.

Song Zhilin shook her head helplessly, put on simple makeup after washing, and said, "I'm leaving first, I won't be making breakfast today."

"You haven't made breakfast yet!" Yan Shu shouted from the room.

Song Zhilin's words came from the door: "I bought you many breakfasts."

Yan Shu stopped talking.Song Zhilin did buy her a lot of breakfasts. During those high school years, only Song Zhilin said that we had breakfast together could make Yan Shu appear at the school gate half an hour earlier.

Song Zhilin took her to eat all kinds of breakfast near the school, from small wontons to quicksand custard buns. Song Zhilin tried to make Yan Shu willing to come out for breakfast. get up.

She looked out of the bedroom from the bed, and Song Zhilin just turned around and greeted her: "I'm leaving."

Yan Shu covered his head with the quilt and said, "Okay, I'll have breakfast by myself."

The sound of closing the door outside let Yan Shu know that Song Zhilin had left.

She poked her head out from under the quilt and glanced at the door, and Song Zhilin's figure had indeed disappeared. Almost at the same time, she felt that the room was empty and full of desolation, making it difficult to stay.

Yan Shu turned over from the bed, quickly got up to wash up, changed her clothes, and went downstairs to the breakfast stall.

Sitting on the breakfast stand where people came and went, she felt a little more comfortable.

She didn't know that a room without one person could be so empty.

Yan Shu ordered a bowl of small wontons. She often comes to this small shop. It is considered a good restaurant nearby, and there are many people every day.

The reason why Yan Shu likes the small wonton here is very simple, it tastes a bit like the store in the original school.

She is not a person who likes to eat noodles, but she couldn't stand the small wontons in the back alley of the school with thin skins and big fillings. I fell in love with that taste, not to mention that after Song Zhilin left, she said that she never wanted to see anything related to it, but in fact she would occasionally eat a bowl of wontons.

In those days, a bowl of wonton and half a bowl of tears tasted bitter.

After Yan Shu moved here, he found that the taste of the small shop downstairs was somewhat similar to that one, so he never went back to eat there, not wanting to cause unhappiness for nothing.

After a simple breakfast, Yan Shu went upstairs to get the painting box, ready to go to the studio for class.

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When Song Zhilin walked into the office, it happened to be 10 minutes before he left the meeting.

Xiao Zhao impatiently handed her a bag of breakfast, and urged: "Eat quickly, the meeting will start after eating."

Song Zhilin tore open the paper bag, and ate breakfast in silence. She sent a message to Xiao Zhao on the way, asking her to buy a breakfast temporarily. Naturally, she couldn't be picky about the taste. Of course, she wasn't the kind who would buy it for her subordinates The breakfast is picky.It's meaningless to worry about such trivial matters, Song Zhilin has always been very clear about the difference between public and private matters.

She has three meetings today, one is to report to the head office on the work of the last quarter, one is the company's director meeting, and the other is a meeting of the department.

While she was eating breakfast, Xiao Zhao took the folder and quickly told her about the content of the first meeting. When she finished breakfast, Xiao Zhao handed her the folder and took the Paper bag, throw it in the trash can.

"Let's go," Song Zhilin reapplied her lipstick, "It's just right now."

When Song Zhilin walked into the meeting room, all the participants had already arrived.

The directors of various departments sat at a long table, and the main seat was empty. A laptop was already placed beside it, and it was connected to a large-screen projection.

Song Zhilin walked to the main seat and sat down, without talking nonsense to them, first summed up the work of this year, especially the work of the last quarter, then turned on the video call, the face of the CEO of the headquarters appeared on the screen, exaggerated Say hello to everyone.

A table of old men had a lot of opinions on the young people nowadays, not to mention that the CEO who single-handedly made Song Zhilin airborne was only forced by his job, so he didn't dare to show this emotion on his face. Song Zhilin glanced at them and obediently refused. spoke.

The whole meeting went smoothly, both sides finished talking about the project and progress, and played Tai Chi kindly for a while, then the head office hung up the video call.

After the report was over, Song Zhilin clasped his hands, propped himself on the conference table, and looked at the group of people with a half-smile: "Do you understand everything?"

"Of course, of course I understand."

"It's a little thing, we understand."

"No problem, Mr. Song is on us."

A series of answers rang out, and Song Zhilin raised her eyebrows, but she wasn't surprised. This group of people were the most likely to follow suit, and she might have been lucky before, thinking that if there was any noise, she, the CEO, would be ruined. , I didn't expect that Song Zhilin would not dump them at all, and would do whatever he had to do. When they came to their senses, Song Zhilin had already gained a firm foothold.

Song Zhilin got a satisfactory answer, nodded without further entanglement, picked up the folder, announced that the meeting was over, and walked out of the conference room first.

After Song Zhilin left, the rest of the people looked at each other in blank dismay. Is this the end?After Song Zhilin became the CEO and attended the first regular meeting after the chamber of commerce dinner, it ended so easily?

Shouldn't she stand up and go through the process of taking office as a new official?

After a few minutes, someone recalled that they had acted so cooperatively just now, what power does Song Zhilin need to show?

Take a step back and say that Song Zhilin has everything firmly in his hands now, so naturally there is no need to cooperate with the starring role, it is useless to engage in such a set.

After Song Zhilin returned to the office, just sat down and took a sip of coffee, Xiao Zhao immediately brought another document and briefly told her about the next meeting.

After Song Zhilin finished listening, she rubbed the center of her brows: "Aren't you going to have all the meetings today?"

Xiao Zhao flipped through her schedule and said, "You can say that."

Song Zhilin sighed heavily, she is the kind of person who doesn't like meetings, rather than rambling about in meetings, she prefers to make a straightforward plan, implement it first and then adjust it to see the effect.

Xiao Zhao saw her sigh, flipped through the schedule again, and said firmly: "There is no meeting that can be reduced."

Song Zhilin reached for the folder, flipped through it, stood up resignedly, and went on to the next meeting.

This meeting lasted quite a long time, and the scope of the discussion was also extensive, from the discussion of the responsibilities of each department to how to do the new project. The time was from eleven o'clock to three o'clock in the afternoon. I bought Starbucks and all kinds of fast food outside, let everyone eat in the meeting room, and continued this marathon meeting in the afternoon.

After the meeting was over, Song Zhilin didn't bother to move, and asked Xiao Zhao to call someone from the TV department to come in for the meeting in 10 minutes.

Their department still has several projects in hand, including the city-wide publicity at the end of this year. Both the headquarters and Song Zhilin attach great importance to it. The time for this meeting will definitely not be short.

It took an hour just for the team leaders of several groups in the department to speak, and this is still a summary. If it is extended to everyone's creativity and progress, then this meeting will be endless.

Song Zhilin has already set the general direction for these projects. She will never do more than half of the work, but the direction is wrong. Small adjustments are beneficial to the project's excellence, but the general direction is the most important. Things that should have been settled from the very beginning.

After listening to all the reports, she also learned about the progress and materials of each project, raised opinions according to the different progress of each project, and after some discussion, she announced the adjournment of the meeting.

The time was just half an hour before get off work. When she said the word "end", it was obvious that many people were relieved.

Xiao Zhao followed her with the documents in his arms, and only after entering the office said: "I'll be off work soon, the boss's timing is perfect."

"Otherwise? Let people work overtime on Mondays. Isn't it human?" Song Zhilin spread out the folder on the desktop, "They will be dissatisfied later, and they will all resign next year. Where can we find someone?"

"It's better to be a boss," Xiao Zhao nodded immediately, "I know how to be considerate to my subordinates."

"Well," Song Zhilin opened the folder, "but we have to work overtime."

She pointed to the documents on the table and said, "These are the documents that are needed tomorrow."

Xiao Zhao's face collapsed, and he asked, "Boss, are you not going to pick up your little girlfriend?"

The fact that Song Zhilin disappeared after sending her a text message after the dinner at the chamber of commerce was still in Xiao Zhao's mind.

It was really hard for her to imagine that a cold and rational person like the boss would turn into a confidante on such an important occasion, and this concubine seemed to have another beautiful woman...

Song Zhilin was sending a message to Yan Shu, telling her that she had to work overtime tonight, when she heard this, she raised her head and said, "I can stay at night."