Short essay (don’t skip it~)

I used to think that literature and art was a very romantic word.

It represents refinement, beauty and intellect.

Until the arrival of new people in our company.

I just discovered it.

How can that be art? That's clearly trouble! This is what happened.

Because of bringing in new people.

I have been going to the countryside frequently recently, traveling through the mountains.

Lead newcomers to understand basic business and at the same time carry forward the main work of the publicity department.

Originally, this was nothing.

Just work, that's it.

As long as you give me enough money, I can even let you let me jump into the river, let alone go up the mountain.

I thought so.

But the newcomers are not like that.

Especially that living ancestor!

That is the extreme display of the two characteristics of being literary and curious.

After I scolded her and made her cry last time, she became obedient.

No more running around, no more complaining.

The curious nature is suppressed, and the literary nature is magnified.

Especially in the past few days.

It was an afternoon with clouds all over the sky and the setting sun looking like blood.

We finished a day's work and went down the mountain with the driver to go home.

Because it is on the mountain, the view is wide.

When people saw the sky full of clouds, they couldn't walk anymore and said it was so beautiful and they wanted to see more.

I refused at that time.

Oh my...

I've been running all day and my shoes are worn out. What's the point of looking at the scenery? I still have to write some words when I get home! So I was rejected on the spot.

Then this living ancestor was a little unhappy, but he didn't dare to show it because of my majesty.

I could only keep muttering and sighing.

Just when I thought I had her under control.

The driver said, "Xiao x, just let her take a look..."

"Why are you in such a hurry to go back when you don't have a partner?"

"The view from the observation deck is amazing. You can overlook the entire city..."

"Especially at night, when you stand on top and look, you can see a sea of ​​lights!"

When I heard this, a thousand horses galloped through my heart.

Just talk about the matter.

Why are you talking about objects? Of course, this is the sentence.

It instantly hit the spot of the newcomers.

So a group of six people clamored to go to the observation deck.

Even the driver joined in the fun, saying that he could go even if he was married.

Why can't I go?

When I heard this, I felt helpless.

Damn…

He is obviously an old man in his forties.

It's pretty damn romantic.

So.

Based on the principle of minority obeying the majority, I was taken to the highest peak of the mountain.

I didn't get home until nine o'clock in the evening.

I thought everything would go smoothly after this.

Who knows, this is just the beginning.

That living ancestor is like a heartless person.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

In just two days, she forgot that I had scolded her and started calling her "brother" every day.

She always asks me to treat her to a meal.

So not long after I enjoyed the scenery, they charged me another 500 bucks for some kebabs.

And then last night.

Before I went to bed, my ancestor suddenly called me.

She asked me to take her to the countryside tomorrow.

I got angry when I heard this.

Damn you...

You've only been here for a few days, and you're already planning to shit on me? I want to slack off in the office tomorrow! Just when I was about to start blasting.

The other person said leisurely: "The supervisor gave it to me!"

When I heard this, I was immediately deflated.

Supervisor, this is a real grandson!

Don't tell me the news directly, let this living ancestor tell it.

Even if it means killing someone!

And you have to destroy my heart!

But there's no way.

I had no choice but to give up on what my leader had arranged.

But after suffering a loss last time, I made three rules: don’t go up the cliff, don’t watch the night view, and don’t go to the top of the mountain!

I thought the other party would be embarrassed for a while.

Who knew she would actually agree, and be so happy about it.

Just when I thought she was getting it.

This ancestor introduced the business to the Buddhist temple today...

Look at the fat guy driving the Regal.

And the monk who treated me and that living ancestor differently.

I couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Do monks make this much money these days?

Finally, please give me a vote~ (End of this chapter)