King Kong felt that his president was really stupid.
You don’t even know how to make good use of such a good opportunity!
If Miss Wen knew that her CEO was seriously injured and softened her heart for a moment, perhaps their relationship could be further improved.
"Do I still need to resort to the self-torture tactic?" He Tingyan raised his eyebrows slightly.
He raised the cup in his hand, shook it in front of the two of them, and said proudly, "See? This is a birthday gift she made for me personally. Isn't it beautiful?"
Zhuang Yi: "I don't think it's very good."
"You're too dark-minded." He Tingyan glanced at him and then looked at King Kong. "Secretary Jin, tell me. Don't worry about me. Just tell the truth."
After carefully examining the slightly crooked cup, King Kong swallowed and said insincerely, "It's quite good. Although the shape is a bit unique, it's full of...artistic feeling."
"You have good taste, worthy of being my man." He Tingyan nodded and continued to show off subtly, "Actually, whether it's art or not is secondary. What's most important is the love that this object embodies."
It leaks, has a crooked handle, and is ugly. How can you tell it’s love?
Seeing the two of them looking dazed, He Tingyan waved his hand, as if he didn't want to see them again. "Forget it, it's too profound to talk to single people like you. You won't understand."
"Aren't you single now?" Zhuang Yi couldn't stand his expression and snorted coldly.
"I'm different from you guys." He Tingyan stroked the crooked-handled cup in his hand, his eyes deep and distant. "I've got the gifts, so how long will it take to become a regular employee?"
Zhuang Yi Jin Gang: “…”
"By the way, Secretary Jin, where is the cake of thousand-year-old tree tea that Xiaoxi gave me?"
"Here." King Kong hurriedly opened the drawer beside the bed and showed it to him.
"There's really no need to buy such expensive tea, but it also shows that she has me in her heart." He Tingyan held the tea cake in his arms and looked at it for a long time, his expression a mixture of anger and joy, which made the two people next to him feel choked.
"Secretary Kim."
"Mr. He, what do you want?"
"Go buy a safe right now."
"safe?"
"Well, the best kind."
"What do you want?"
"Do I need to ask?" He Tingyan glanced at him unhappily, his eyes fixed on the cup and old tea in his arms. "This is the first time Xiaoxi has given me a gift. What if I lose something so precious on the plane?"
King Kong & Zhuang Yi: "..."
Let’s not talk about the tea leaves, but the cup has a crooked handle and is leaking. How could anyone steal it?
You must be blind.
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After sending in his entry, Wen Xi had a little more free time.
The days of senior year of high school flew by, and it was already November in the blink of an eye.
Everyone started the second round of review under the guidance of the teachers.
Wen Xi is consolidating his academic studies step by step while preparing for the end-of-year art exam.
This year's joint examination is held a little earlier than before, in early December, and it still lasts one day.
If you can't pass the joint examination, you can't apply for the art major, let alone take the school examination. Although you are well prepared, Wen Xi doesn't dare to take it lightly.
Time passed quickly, and soon it was the day of the joint examination.
She insisted on not having her parents accompany her to take the exam, and went to the test site by herself. Just as she arrived at the entrance of the examination room, a car drove up from behind and stopped in front of her.
Thinking it was a parent sending a candidate to school, Wen Xi was about to go around, but saw He Tingyan getting out of the car.
In the biting cold wind, he was wearing a long khaki coat, standing upright, like a proud pine tree.
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