He liked Gong Xue's smile at that moment, which was free, happy and sincere.
He turned a deaf ear to Liu Baolian's urging.
Gong Xue turned around awkwardly and greeted the three comrades, but she had no intention of introducing them to each other - she didn't want some idiots to know her circle of friends.
"I'm already there, thank you."
Liu Baolian was too lazy to pay attention to the infatuated Kang Jiping and only looked at another man in his twenties.
In her opinion, Kang Jiping was too young and superficial to actually like a pretty face like Gong Xue. She felt that Shao Zhongjun, whom she had chosen, was more profound and charming.
Although they all work in the same unit, Shao Zhongjun has always been gentle and courteous towards female comrades, and has always been polite and prudent in his actions, even towards Gong Xue, who is now known as the most beautiful woman in the unit.
But Shao Zhongjun's reaction was beyond Liu Baolian's expectations.
Because even Shao Zhongjun, who thought he had seen all kinds of beauty, his heartbeat slowed down for several beats the moment he saw Chu Miaohong's smile, and he hasn't recovered yet.
"Anyway, I don't have anything to do today." Although Shao Zhongjun was looking at Liu Baolian, his peripheral vision was fixed on the female comrade hugging Gong Xue. "How about we accompany Xiao Gong to rest for half a day?"
Liu Baolian was stunned, Kang Jiping was overjoyed, and Gong Xue didn't know how to respond.
Shao Zhongjun is a senior veteran in the unit, so it is difficult for her to refuse directly.
"Sorry," Chu Miaohong was too lazy to play along with these people and simply pulled Gong Xue away. "I still have to run several tests on Gong Xue today and can't stand being disturbed. Let's make an appointment next time."
Shao Zhongjun wanted to say something, but found a tall figure blocking his sight.
"Comrade, does your unit have a reporting mailbox?"
The inexplicable question made Shao Zhongjun shiver inexplicably.
"Comrade, what do you want to do?"
Zhang Hongcheng chuckled and grinned, "Nothing, just asking, just asking casually."
"What's your name, comrade?"
"No need to bother, my last name is Shao, Shao Zhongjun, and you are?"
But the other person didn't answer him at all. Instead, he took out a pen and paper, wrote down his name, and showed it to him.
"Is that these three words?"
"Hey, comrade, is there some misunderstanding?"
Zhang Hongcheng waved his hand: "There is no misunderstanding."
He neatly stuffed the note into an old envelope, put a stamp on it, and put it in his arms, then smiled and nodded to Shao Zhongjun.
"See you later!"
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