I Really Didn’t Want to be Born Again

The latest website: "Your relatives are coming to New Century Electronics Factory?"

Zheng Guanti was also a little puzzled when he received the call, now Rocket 101 can be arranged.

"Yeah, because they look down on Rockets 101."

Chen Hansheng sighed: "It's my cousin, my uncle's family."

"It's okay, it's inevitable."

Zheng Guanti smiled in the microphone and said, "After all, the food in the New Century Canteen is more fragrant."

Chen Hansheng shook his head helplessly: "The key must not be forced to stay, otherwise they will feel that I am deliberately obstructing, gather at the barbecue restaurant at night, remember to call Brother Kai."

Neither of them paid attention to the work of Liang Xiaohai's three people. Even if Zheng Guanti had been fighting with the second room representative of the Hong Kong family, it was still a trivial matter to arrange three people into the factory.

However, Liang Xiaohai and Tang Ping were surprised at first when they heard that they were going to have dinner with the holding boss of the electronics factory. They thought that their cousins ​​had such great social skills.

However, when he came to the door of an ordinary barbecue restaurant, Tang Ping was a little bit suspicious that the boss of a big factory would come to eat in such a place?

Finally, after Zheng Guanti and Li Xiaokai came over, they dared not speak again.

Because these two temperaments are so good, especially Zheng Guanti, whose brown hair is casually **** in a bun, the color is full, and the reflection under the light is like layers of tin and gold, dazzling and supple.

Tang Ping quietly moved her body to the dim place, trying not to be too conspicuous, because by comparison, her yellow hair looked like a mess of straw.

It was also the first time she knew that women's hair can be maintained so well. As for clothing, it is not a level.

In addition, the topics Zheng Guanti and Chen Hansheng exchanged are also unpredictable, often using the words "equity, proportion, product innovation awareness, management standing in line", which sounds like a TV series.

Fortunately, although Liang Xiaohai and Tang Ping didn't understand, they didn't pretend to be like Huang Hui. They lowered their heads to eat and sat down after eating. They didn't speak or make trouble. They just made eye contact occasionally.

Li Xiaokai's mood has not been high. Technical cadres like him don't like infighting. Although Zheng Guanti relies on his wrist to suppress the representatives of Erfang, the research and development plan of new products will be put on hold for a long time.

After eating, Chen Hansheng returned to the school, Zheng Guanti and Li Xiaokai returned to the factory, Liang Xiaohai and the others hesitated for a long time, and finally followed Zheng Guanti.

At the door, Li Xiaokai waved his hand casually: "You are waiting at the door, and the logistics supervisor will assign you a dormitory at that time."

Zheng Guanti didn't care about this at all, put her hands in her trouser pockets, and walked to the office unhurriedly, the night breeze blowing, her long hair tucked on her face, she just casually pulled behind her ears.

Tang Ping, a woman, looked obsessed and drunk.

"You cousin, it seems to be really good." Tang Ping couldn't help but said.

"Of course, my third aunt and third uncle are both state officials."

Liang Xiaohai is a little proud, and Chen Hansheng's behavior today is very face-up.

A guard in uniform heard them talking and walked over and asked: "Brother, your accent is very similar to that of Subei. My name is Zhang Weiyu, from Hong Kong."

"I'm also from Hong Kong City."

Liang Xiaohai was even more happy to meet his fellow villagers, but when they talked, it was all because of Chen Hansheng entering the factory.

"Strange."

Zhang Weiyu asked suspiciously: "Since you are Mr. Chen's cousin, won't he keep you in Rocket 101?"

"Remained."

Liang Xiaohai explained: "But we think it's safer to enter the factory, so we came here."

"Oh, that's it."

Zhang Weiyu smiled and said nothing.

Soon, the logistics supervisor came over, and he was instructed to give Liang Xiaohai and Tang Ping a couple's dormitory.

Tang Ping looked at the environment and was very satisfied: "Well, I'll say it's better in the factory."

Liang Xiaohai barely managed to deal with it twice. He always felt that the doorman's smile was weird, as if he had chosen the wrong one.

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After I returned to the University of Finance and Economics, it was late, but the school was still very lively. There were people exercising on the playground, students walking under the street lights, and sometimes a couple suddenly appeared under a bush or pavilion.

The boy in the couple looked around, holding his eyes a little nervously, pretending that there was nothing to do just now, the girl blushed and lowered her head, holding the boy’s arm tightly, and the two disappeared sweetly and hurriedly into the light. In the mist.

Chen Hansheng blew a loud whistle behind to tease the wild mandarin ducks who were not going to the hotel.

The first half of the school year passed very quickly, because it was the end of February after the Spring Festival, and I had to adapt to another week or two before entering the learning state in March.

Generally, universities have summer vacation in July, so June is already in the state of reviewing exams.

But the 602 dorm is always so lively, Jin Yangming plays games, Dai Zhenyou studies Jin Yong and Gu Long, and Yang Shichao and Guo Shaoqiang are arguing about some very silly theories.

Two weeks before the exam, these sophomore old fritters didn't have a sense of urgency.

Chen Hansheng stood behind Jin Yangming and watched for a while, then patted him on the shoulder to signal the substitution.

Jin Yangming stood up and said, "Brother Chen, when this summer vacation is over, we will be in the junior year. It feels like time flies so fast."

Yang Shichao and the others have complained about this problem more than once, and they have also imagined that if freshmen and sophomores can come back, they will not miss XXX.

For example, a school girl who happened to meet in the cafeteria, or a school girl whom she received during the welcome, they were annoying why they were so persuaded at the beginning, and they continued to say hi, in short, they did not act.

With a "creak", the wooden door of the dormitory was suddenly pushed open. This time it is usually Li Zhennan.

Jin Yangming hurried over to search his body: "Anan, did you bring snacks back?"

Since Li Zhennan and Luo Xuan's roommate fell in love, his position in 602 has been the worst.

Although Chen Hansheng is not single, he never admits it. In addition, Chen Hansheng has a very high status in the school, Yang Shichao and Jin Yangming dare not be too presumptuous;

However, Li Zhennan is different. He is just a stinky brother in the dormitory. He usually makes money from part-time jobs and makes everyone very jealous. He still has a quiet relationship. The college roommates are very envious, and of course they are a little unwilling.

The smelly brother can fall in love, but am I still single? !

These are all human beings. The way roommates behave is to yell "non-single person" Li Zhennan to treat~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Anan had expected this scene a long time ago, and he carried a bag in his hand. , The ice cream is filled with one dollar.

Everyone picked up one, so everyone let Li Zhennan go, because roommates saw that Li Zhennan had spent money, and they felt like "I don't lose money" in their hearts.

This is the "college dorm" love rule.

Generally, for girls to fall in love, it is necessary for the boyfriend to invite the sisters in the dormitory to dinner, and it is also necessary to look at the heart from the grade.

The status of boys in the dormitory will decline. If the jealousy of roommates is not dealt with, they are likely to be "isolated" or "isolated" in the future.

Therefore, the university is simple and simple, and complex and complex. If you really want to get to the bottom of it, then academician Yuan Longping is to blame.

Who asked him to produce hybrid rice? Isn't everyone eating too much? Who is in the mood to do this?

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