Spare Tire Major League

"Homura, is the job going well?"

After sending a message, Yue Zhong looked forward to Xiao Meiyan's reply with anticipation, and at the same time he looked at the office door from time to time. The picture looked like a student who secretly played with a mobile phone in class.

Xiao Meiyan, who received Yue Zhong’s message, responded succinctly in her busy schedule: “It’s okay.”

She didn't understand and wouldn't hang on the boy's appetite. Yue Zhong had no news all afternoon. Xiao Meiyan only thought he was working as seriously as he did, but never thought that Yue Zhong spent two thirds thinking about being dazed. .

"Isn't there any trouble?" Yue Zhong quickly asked the question he was most concerned about as soon as he received Xiao Meiyan's reply.

Xiao Meiyan is very slippery on the computer, but typing on her mobile phone is not fast. After all, Chinese is not her mother tongue, and she is still not very familiar with spelling.

Yue Zhong waited a while to get Xiao Meiyan's reply: "It's simpler than I thought. Everyone is a technician in this field. After talking about the technology, there are no obstacles, and I won't say anything else."

This kind of development is also simpler than Yue Zhong imagined. Yue Zhong, who has to deal with all kinds of people every day, only has few contacts with such technical talents. There is no power to decide on something. Those who can approach themselves as a representative must have certain social skills.

It seems that this position is really suitable for Xiao Meiyan, it is reasonable that she can integrate into it so quickly.

"When are you going to be busy?" Yue Zhong still wants to go over and see the situation in person. Qi Xiaomeng's reminder just made Yue Zhong care. If Xiao Meiyan is really immersed in work, even if the family doesn't want to go back, it's bad.

"It's more than two hours." Xiao Meiyan gave a time, Yue Zhong quickly calculated that it was half past six, and it happened that he could pass earlier after get off work.

"Okay, I'll pick you up later."

"Huh." After replying to the word, Xiao Meiyan said nothing else.

Yue Zhong flipped up and down the short chat record with his mobile phone, but he was very happy with no nutritious conversation. It was a big boy who fell in love completely.

However, when he raised his head again, Qi Xiaomeng, who didn't know when it appeared, looked at Yue Zhong very badly: "You have finished reading all the notes, and you want to play with your phone."

"It's all written down." Yue Zhong nodded humbly, "Xiaomeng, you can take me as you like."

"...I believe you are good once. Do you know you are not allowed to play with your mobile phone during working hours?" Qi Xiaomeng first gave Yue Zhong a sweet date and then warned him again.

To give students a certain degree of trust is Qi Xiaomeng's usual method when he is a counselor. He can get close to students without paying a price. Even if he wants to commit crimes, there will be some psychological obstacles.

But Qi Xiaomeng, who had just said that he would confiscate such words after playing with his mobile phone, even though the reaction came to contain it, Yue Zhong looked at her with strange eyes.

Because he is not a student in the university after all, except for occasionally showing off about things related to Xiao Meiyan, Yue Zhong is still a keen observer.

"Xiaomeng, you have committed another occupational disease." Yue Zhong said with a smirk. "I'm the leader. Have you ever seen a secretary confiscate the leader's mobile phone?"

Qi Xiaomeng was angry and annoyed. He knocked on the table and picked up the notebook. He said angrily, "Spot check!"

...

In the end, Qi Xiaomeng didn't find a chance to blaze. No matter what details she asked, Yue Zhong was able to answer questions. It can be seen that Yue Zhong's ability to be mixed up to today's level is entirely based on his own strength.

Some unwilling Qi Xiaomeng was thinking about something, Yue Zhong first said: "It's time to go off work, have you decided where to eat?"

"XX Hotel." Qi Xiaomeng gave Yue Zhong a glance and seemed to know what idea he was playing. "I and the others passed by first. If you receive Xiaoyan, hurry and come over."

"The consumption there is not low..." Yue Zhong used to have a meal with Secretary Zhou in the big hotel with integrated catering, entertainment and accommodation. At that time, the audit of reception funds was not as strict as it is now. Since the strict After standardizing the reception standards, Yue Zhong never went again.

Qi Xiaomeng does have some money, but she is a master who can’t manage her own finances. She often spends her money and waits for the next month’s salary to eat instant noodles. Maybe I have to borrow that kind of messy campus loan like some college students.

"Xiaomeng can't spend so much money, do you plan to knock on Wang Yijie's bamboo stick again?"

Hearing Yue Zhong's words, Qi Xiaomeng was stunned for a moment and figured out the key, and suddenly felt that the money in his account was a bit hot.

She immediately put on a sweet smile that people couldn't refuse: "I know, but I have agreed to everyone, Deputy Governor Yue, what do you say?"

"...I also know." What Yue Zhong can say, this time he had to bleed himself, otherwise Qi Xiaomeng lost face in front of others.

"Today is Friday, so after dinner, I have to go to KTV to play together, maybe there is still a supper cost." Qi Xiaomeng seems to have found a way to retaliate Yue Zhong, he did have some occupational disease just now, But you Yue Zhong said this to make Qi Xiaomeng feel very lack of face.

Qi Xiaomeng, who has regarded Yue Zhong as a good friend, no longer has so much attention. At any stage of her friends, she has a set of ways to get along. It is natural to start a harmless joke or a standard teasing, otherwise it will seem Pretentious.

Yue Zhong, who has been afraid to listen to Qi Xiaomeng's arrangement, slipped away first. He was afraid that Qi Xiaomeng was not satisfied with arranging a group activity on the weekend. His poor deposit could not bear such expenses. Let Xiao Meiyan, a quasi-rich lady, spend money for herself.

After Yue Zhong ran away~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Qi Xiaomeng picked up his notebook and looked again.

If we do this, we can maintain our level of good friends...

It only took ten minutes by car to reach Xiaoyan’s work in the network information company. Yue Zhong trot into the elevator and came to the floor where the technical department is located.

Yesterday, Yue Zhong, who was already exposed, was not stopped by the security guard. He quickly found Xiao Meiyan who was discussing issues with the company's technical director.

The dialogue between them was completely incomprehensible to Yue Zhong, and Xiao Meiyan temporarily stopped the topic when she saw that Yue Zhong appeared: "Yue Zhong, are you off work?"

Xiao Meiyan's voice was like some kind of signal. Dozens of programmers who already knew and saw her ability with Xiao Meiyan raised their heads and looked at Yue Zhong.

It felt like a demon ran to hostile princesses in their country.

"Yeah..." Yue Zhong, who faced this kind of gaze, was more guilty than the petitioning group who faced the indignation. "Are you still busy?"