Sweet text writer quit

Sure enough, it was a week without overtime.

Although it was only that one time, Sang Yuan was a little psychologically disturbed, and started to frantically refresh the mailbox before leaving get off work, and every time she pressed it, she felt nervous, as if she was competing with something invisible.

In this way, without being called to work overtime, Sang Yuan actually felt grateful to Min Qingzhi.

Sang Yuan felt that she was really crazy.

At noon on Friday, the big leader said another thing about the welcome meeting in the evening, and also hinted that it is not allowed for people not to go.

This made everyone a little anxious.

The weather in May had already started to be hot and dry. Sang Yuan and Zhou Xin went to the client's place in the afternoon, and they were almost melted by the scorching sun on the way.

The two secretly ate ice cream downstairs before returning to the company.

As soon as she entered the office, Sang Yuan saw something on the table, two cups of milk tea.

Zhou Xin had already walked quickly to her seat, and then asked everyone, "Huh? Who bought this milk tea for us?"

Everyone replied, "I don't know."

Sang Yuan also returned to his seat, took a look at the milk tea, and seemed to know who bought it.

Zhou Xin didn't care about it at all, she had already drank it, it was icy and slightly sweet, which was very suitable for the situation at this time, although she ate ice cream downstairs, it was still very happy to get a cup of free milk tea.

Sang Yuan sat down, inexplicably hesitating.

Zhou Xin said, "Drink quickly."

Sang Yuan just nodded and took a sip.

"I think, I must be in your light."

Sang Yuan put down the milk tea, opened the file and started to work, while dealing with her, "Why didn't I fall in love with you?"

Zhou Xin bit the straw and replied, "Because you look good, didn't someone next door give you flowers before? But you didn't want it, so you gave it to me."

Sang Yuan suddenly showed a "don't mention it" expression.

The man who delivered flowers in the company next door asked her to add WeChat every time he met her. She refused many times, but he still insisted.Fortunately, he resigned not long ago, or he might have been fired. In short, Sang Yuan regained his composure after that.

But Sang Yuan didn't feel like this kind of person this time, she intuitively felt that it was bought by Min Qingzhi.

Another colleague came over, "I also think that someone must have bought it for Sang Yuan. That's great. I want to be a beauty too. Someone will bring me food and drink."

Sang Yuan said helplessly: "Isn't it good for me to buy?" It's not like I'm not making money.

"It smells good, but no one buys it for me!"

Sang Yuan smiled and said nothing more.

She is not the kind of beauty who can make people's eyes shine, but the more she looks, the more pleasing she is, and the more she looks, the more she wants to be understood.

She doesn't dress up very much. She wears light makeup because she has to meet clients at work, but she has no makeup on her rest days, but she was asked to send WeChat several times when she was without makeup.

A few good colleagues occasionally meet for dinner on weekends, and they will witness the scene where Sang Yuan is asked for WeChat.

But they never looked at whom Sang Yuan had WeChat messaged, even if the other person was not bad looking.

Someone asked why before, but Sang Yuan's answer was not convincing, so people kept asking.

For example, at this moment, the colleague asked again, "So why don't you fall in love? Don't say that you don't want to fall in love. There is no such person!"

Why doesn't it exist anymore?Yang Mu is such a person.

Sang Yuan shook her head, "If you don't believe it, forget it, I'm not interested anyway."

"Have you ever been hurt?"

"No."

"I do not believe."

The conversation simply couldn't go on.

Zhou Xin quickly finished her milk tea, and at this moment she came out to smooth things over, "Okay, whatever Sang Yuan says, it's nothing to do with us anyway."

The colleague shrugged and left without interest.

Sang Yuan gave Zhou Xin a grateful look. Although Zhou Xin was often unreliable, she would stand up when others were asked things that she really didn't want to say.

Zhou Xin also gave her a look, but Sang Yuan didn't understand.

Sang Yuan didn't know what it meant until she heard the familiar sound of high heels. She was signaling to herself that Min Qingzhi was here.

"It's all over." Min Qingzhi glanced at the empty cup in front of Zhou Xin and said.

Zhou Xin's eyes widened, "Could it be that the manager bought this for us?"

Min Qingzhi nodded with a smile.

Sang Yuan knew it, no wonder she didn't find it fragrant at all.

Min Qingzhi looked at her, "Don't like it?" She didn't drink much.

"No, it's just that I drink more slowly." Sang Yuan started to practice Tai Chi again.

"Then drink slowly." After finishing speaking, Min Qingzhi walked out of the purchasing department.

Zhou Xin had already been bribed, she kept looking at Min Qingzhi's back with nostalgia, and waited until her figure had completely disappeared before turning around and saying to Sang Yuan, "So I didn't fall for your favor, alas, I didn't expect Manager Min to be pretty okay."

Sang Yuan took a sip of the milk tea, her mouth seemed to have lost most of her sense of taste under the complicated mood.

Zhou Xin continued to sigh: "And the manager is in good shape, with a thin waist and round buttocks." Especially wearing a well-fitting suit makes her figure even more prominent.

Sang Yuan still had that expression of dying.

Seeing her like this, Zhou Xin's eyes were filled with condemnation as if he was looking at an ungrateful person, "Don't be prejudiced against Manager Min."

"It's just a cup of milk tea, and you started to say good things about her?"

"No, she didn't do anything bad."

"The previous manager didn't look much better than her? Then he took so many kickbacks behind his back."

Zhou Xin felt that she was weird, and how could she say such things normally, "Is it necessary for you? Be careful not to slap your face. Anyway, I think Manager Min is okay."

Sang Yuan does not deny this, including the fact that she is beautiful and has a good figure, but she just doesn't know why, and always feels that she and Min Qingzhi are not the same kind of people, and they must not get along.

In the evening, the welcome party was held in the nearby Sheraton, with a buffet, and it was said that Min Qingzhi himself paid for the treat.

Everyone who held a negative attitude towards this this week suddenly felt that this event was very meaningful and valuable.

Zhou Xin pulled Sang Yuan excitedly, "Let me just say, Manager Min is a good person!"

Sang Yuan made a contemptuous face, "A cup of milk tea and a self-help meal will buy you off, you really can't be friends."

"Which boss will invite you to eat more than 200 buffet, you have to know how to be content!"

"So Manager Min said that he would not make the mistakes of the previous manager, maybe it was just talking." Sang Yuan didn't restrain his eccentric tone.

Zhou Xin felt that she was hopeless and shook her head.