Jian Xiaoxing walked into the office with a professional book on coal chemical industry.
Just now, in Shen Ze's office, his eyes were wandering and he didn't dare to look at her.
When she finished cleaning and was about to leave, he stuffed a book into her hands.
Jian Xiaoxing was still a little sulky about what happened last night and didn't want to talk to him. He took the book and quietly left his office.
Ridiculous. By giving her a professional book, is he suggesting that she should stop showing off and focus more on her work?
In fact, she also felt a little regretful. She was a little too rash in making Li Weihong's plan fail.
Fortunately, in this era when all kinds of new things are emerging, ballroom dancing and breakdancing are becoming popular, Hong Kong and Taiwan music is beginning to infiltrate, and people's minds are also very active.
While thinking, Jian Xiaoxing casually flipped through the professional book.
Suddenly, a yellow envelope fell to the ground.
Jian Xiaoxing glanced at Xue Min who was busy writing a report and had no intention of paying attention to her, so she bent down to pick up the envelope.
The envelope was unsealed, and on it were written three bold and powerful characters in pen: "Apology Letter."
Jian Xiaoxing curled her lips and couldn't wait to take out the letter.
It was a long letter with beautiful handwriting densely spread out on the paper.
"Comrade Jian Xiaoxing: I apologize for my inappropriate words...balabala...Anyone who behaves unconventionally is either trying to attract attention or is stubbornly pursuing the truth of the world. I hope you are the latter."
Jian Xiaoxing held the letter, buried her head under the table, and her face flushed red. This was not an apology letter, it was clearly a political lesson for her, and it also emphasized that she was trying to attract attention!
At this moment, Chen Ze, who was feeling uneasy, finally regained his composure.
Last night, when he leaned over and said harsh words to her, he smelled the faint scent of jasmine on her body.
The soap and laundry detergent distributed by the factory all smell like chrysanthemum, but jasmine smells better.
When I got closer to her, I could see the skin on the back of her neck. It was flawless and so white that it seemed like it would turn red if touched.
His heart beat faster and he couldn't think. He could only leave in a hurry after saying those harsh words. In his last glance, he saw the glimmer in her eyes.
He fled back to the office, his heart in knots.
When the anger faded, all that was left was anxiety and self-blame. He should have said it nicely, why couldn't he keep his composure?
Lying in bed, his thoughts were as tangled as a ball of yarn that had been played with by a cat all day. He couldn't make any sense of it, so he simply got up and wrote a letter.
Only after he finished writing a letter did he feel that the point he wanted to express was clear enough.
After giving the letter to Jian Xiaoxing, he was completely relieved of his burden. It was time to humble himself.
"Jian Xiaoxing~Jian Xiaoxing~" Xue Min's voice brought Jian Xiaoxing back to his angry mood.
She looked up, put her hands under the table, hurriedly folded the letter, and stuffed it into the drawer along with the professional book.
Then he forced a smile and asked:
"Director Xue, do you have any instructions?"
Director Xue smiled brightly, "Xiaoxing, I just received a call. Because of your outstanding performance last night, our department received a bonus. A colleague has already gone to collect it. It will be given to you when the time comes. You have to treat me!"
"Really? Thank you, Director Xue!" Jian Xiaoxing's depressed mood finally improved a little.
What does this prove? The public has sharp eyes. Chen Ze is blinded by greed and cannot stand her excellence!
After being busy until the afternoon, Xue Min went to a meeting, and Sister Sun came over with a big unity card.
The person who was assigned to the same group with her for dormitory inspection last time was Sister Sun.
She is in her forties, has short hair, looks smart and capable, and is efficient and decisive in doing things.
"Xiaoxing, you have to treat us with your prize money! I didn't watch the show yesterday, but I heard that your dance won a lot of applause. Please teach me if you have the chance." Sister Sun handed the money to Jian Xiaoxing.
Jian Xiaoxing smiled politely and distantly, "Okay! Sister Sun is busy juggling work and family, so I'm afraid she won't have time to learn!"
"That's true. I'm old now and my figure is out of shape. No one will watch me twisting and turning."
Sister Sun replied with a smile, then looked as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
Seeing that Jian Xiaoxing wasn't particularly interested, he lowered his voice and said, "You don't know yet, do you? This time when the bonuses were distributed, Director Xue took thirty for himself."
This is going to cause trouble!
Jian Xiaoxing played dumb and said, "Director Xue is the leader, so it's only natural that he gets paid more. He's a good leader! My internship salary is over 20 yuan now, so 10 yuan is a lot. Why would you want a bicycle?"
"What bicycle? Don't interrupt me. Do you know how much bonus I got? Fifteen dollars... Everyone in our office got fifteen dollars." Sister Sun looked at her with a look of disappointment.
What Xue Min did was not very harmful but extremely insulting. Sister Sun would say all this, so it must be her who instructed her to do so!
"Sister Sun, you are older, so it's only natural that you should take more. Also, with your figure, you definitely can't dance vigorous dance, but you are quite suitable for dancing yangge." Jian Xiaoxing smiled brightly, looking harmless like an animal.
Sister Sun didn't get any advantage and left in anger.
Jian Xiaoxing shrugged as he watched her leaving. Even if she donated all the money, he would not treat her to a meal!
At this time, the phone at Xue Min's position rang.
There is only one phone in an office. Xue Min once said that even when she is not there, she must answer the phone in time.
Unexpectedly, the call was from Jian Xia.
"Xiaoxing, isn't Director Xue here? The people from the Chemical Production Workshop are here to pick up the desks and chairs. I don't dare put them there without the approval from the General Affairs Office!"
Jian Xia's voice was a little anxious, and there was a lot of noise nearby.
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