How Much for a Pound of Cuteness

During his senior year internship, Chuichi finally chose the company that Lu Jiaheng had practiced before.

Even though the first father had threw out the olive branch of affection for her several times, he wanted her to go to him to be a small copywriter and planners, but Chuichi refused.

On the morning of the internship, Chuichi wore a red and green stripe mid-heeled shoe, a long smoky gray coat jacket, and went to work without sizzle.

Chuichi stood under the huge office building of "Jingheng Group" and looked at the people inside and out.

The last time I came here to look for Lu Jiaheng, it seemed to be a very close thing. Actually it has been so long.

Now, she has also come to the place where he once practiced internship.

At the beginning of the garden, there was a feeling of going back in time.

Only one of her internships with her is an undergraduate. There are some turtles in the famous school, and there are continuous readings of Ben Shuo. The resumes are all shiny and glittering, which hurts people's eyes. To be able to enter Jingheng is simply a blind cat hitting a dead mouse, and I don't know how hr is in her.

Probably because of the last reference junior college advertising festival for juniors, she finally got a good ranking.

And Xiao Yi, as far as she knows, did not even get the prize.

Thinking of this, Hakuchi couldn't help but feel comfortable, and was even a little curious about how he developed in Zhuo Si.

Chuichi felt that maybe she could receive a phone call like Xiao Yi and Zhao Mei's wedding invitation when she graduated.

She sat in the conference room while sending WeChat to her first father: [Dad, how did I get in Jingheng, did you give me any back door? 】

The first father’s second back: [what back door? My daughter is so good, of course, ability and personality charm conquered Jing Heng. 】

Chuchi glanced silently at the corner of the glittering resume of his colleague brother who was sitting next to her internship, hesitating whether he would deceive himself like her dad.

After hypnotizing myself for a while, Chuichi found that he couldn't do it, and continued to send WeChat: [Dad, but the people who interned with me are all masters and doctors. It seems that there is still a Cambridge. 】

The father said proudly: [Explain that my daughter's ability is comparable to that of Master's and Doctor Cambridge. 】

Chuichi: "..."

Chuichi silently put away his phone.

Just when the meeting room door was pushed open, Hakuchi and another marketing department were taken away by their own supervisors and took a table.

Near the window, on the right hand side is the window. In front is the office. The large transparent glass has no blinds. It vaguely looks like that of Lu Jiaheng.

There was a man sitting at the huge desk behind the office, sitting slightly at a slant, white shirts and black trousers, long legs stretched, a pair of leather shoes brushed on the feet, and the fashionable double loop knot of the tie made him feel meticulous.

Hatsuji stopped looking at him for only three seconds, and he looked up.

The eyes are opposite and the eyes intersect.

The man smiled and nodded her gently.

Suddenly there was a feeling of being caught in the bag at first, and he quickly put down the things in his hand and stood up suddenly, bowing lowly.

The range of movement is a bit large, a little abrupt in the quiet office, which attracted the people sitting next to them to look sideways.

The man in the office was stunned for a moment, and his lips widened.

Chuchi blushed, suddenly embarrassed, and felt like a fool.

A man next to her chuckled, he was fat, leaned back in the chair, leaned back, and squeaked: "Sister, are you intern?"

Chuchi was still blushing at this time, shrinking into his little cell at this time, hoping that no one could see her, and when he heard the words, he turned his head and nodded obediently: "I will graduate in a few months."

"Which school?"

"A big one."

"Xueba," the man happily came over, "How about, our director is handsome? Isn't the new heart moving? Want to soak?"

At first he was stunned and blinked: "Is that the director?"

The young girl was white and tender, with a clean and beautiful face without applying grease, her eyes blinked and looked at him, her dark deer eyes seemed to speak, and people felt soft for a while, making people want to rub her small head.

A colleague who has been quiet for many years has been reactivated and almost shouted so cute.

His expression became loving in an instant, and he glanced quietly at the people in the office: "Yes, our director, Da Yekangning, is less than thirty, Yan is responsible, and the single king is a gold, even if it is not a diamond. Right."

Chuichi loved the venue: "Wow."

In fact, she was really surprised. She originally thought that she could be a director at Jingheng. Even if you don’t thank Xie Ding, you might be 30 or 40 years old.

I found a relatively formal internship job. At first I gave all my enthusiasm, and I spent five nights and nine nights every day.

Her home is a bit away from Jingheng. She didn't take a driver's license for the first time and couldn't drive. Every morning and evening the peak seemed like a **** old general.

After a month, Chuichi even felt that he had developed muscles on his arms.

Hatsune’s head boss, Golden King and Five, Director Da Ye Corning is gentle and easy-going. Hatsui, a small intern who lives at the bottom of the company, has little opportunity to have positive contact with him. Only her position is directly opposite the director’s office. Writing something to dazzle, as soon as he raises his eyes, he can inadvertently face his eyes.

Until a certain time, Chuichi helped the supervisor to send a document.

Chuichi knocked on the door, walked in softly, and said carefully: "Director Ye?"

Ye Kangning looked up: "What's wrong?"

Hatsuri handed over the folder, the man took it, and turned his head down.

Chu Garden was about to go out, and Ye Kangning raised his eyes again: "Are you called Chu Garden?"

The girl was named, and the feeling of being named by her mother when she was a child came again. She bit her teeth like a little hamster and nodded.

Ye Kangning smiled: "Intern?"

Chuichi cautiously reordered while recalling whether he had done something wrong this month.

Director Ye gently said: "How are you feeling recently, can you be busy?"

"Not bad."

"Hard work? I think you leave late every day."

Chuichi scratched his chin: "It's not too hard."

Ye Kangning smiled: "I just found it hard to die at work when I was just internship. I can understand. If you have any difficult questions, ask colleagues or ask me more."

Chuchi was flattered, and the chick continued to nod like a peck, raised his eyes, and blinked his big eyes: "Director Na, I'm going out first."

Ye Kangning yelled and smiled slightly: "Go."

Chuchi was like a mischievous student. He was called to the office by the director to ask questions. Hearing this sentence, he ran away quickly.

Just out of the office door, the first chatter of mobile phone information sounded.

Chuichi and Lu Jiaheng's last conversation was two weeks ago. He asked about her internship. Chuichi talked to him excitedly, including the company she went to internship with.

Lu Jiaheng was strangely silent for a while at the time. He didn't speak and only responded softly.

At the time, Chuichi didn't care, just wanted to hurry up and talk to him. Later, I thought that I always felt that his voice was recalled with a meaningful taste.

At this time, he sent a message, the content is simple, just ask her what she is doing.

Chuchi blinked, like a high school student hiding from a teacher playing on a cell phone, glanced quietly at the direction of the office, then looked at the supervisor, and turned away secretly: [At work. 】

There was a quick return there: [What time does it leave? 】

Chuichi: [Wow. 】

[Wow what? 】

[My boyfriend started to care about when I got off work. 】

She struck in a word, and Lu Jiaheng lost her voice.

At first, his mouth was deflated, his lips slightly pressed down, and his cheeks were bulging, like a little goldfish blowing out.

With a soft "puff--", she snorted and walked back to the seat again to sit down.

Although Ye Kangning asked him if he had any questions, he must have no guts to ask. Colleagues also seemed very busy, and Churi was not very embarrassed to ask others anything.

She simply did not have a weak learning ability. She also had a little internship experience before. Besides moving a little slower, she did not encounter problems that were too difficult to solve at all.

At 6:30 that night, Chuichi finally knocked down the last word, wailed and pushed the keyboard, and the whole person collapsed on the chair.

Outside the window is the brightly lit night view of the Imperial City, and the tail lights of the red, yellow and yellow traffic flow out a long line.

The lights in the entire office have been turned off halfway, and a few people have not left, facing the LCD computer screen, the keyboard is light and fast.

Hatsuji stood up, stretched his waist, yawned, raised his hands to wipe tears from the corners of his eyes, and pulled on the coat hanging on the back of the chair.

She looked up at random and found that Ye Kangning's office lights were still on.

I didn't pay attention to the first time. I remembered what he told her today, and then he reacted slowly.

He knew that she was going late, that didn’t mean that she hadn’t gone when she got off work every day.

Hatsuki felt that Director Ye was so hard every day and could maintain a thick hair volume and a healthy hairline, which was simply not easy.

She sorted things out, put on her coat and walked out, passing the director's office, Ye Kangning looked up like a sensor, and looked at her without blinking through the glass.

Hakuchi was settled in place, a little hesitant.

what is this?

What does it mean?

Is it because his boss hasn't left yet, and she is about to leave as an intern, expressing dissatisfaction with her?

Or did he say this implicitly when he asked her this morning?

Hachibori stood on the spot, looking at Ai Ai, and felt that the more she thought about her analysis, the more reasonable it was, and she felt that the workplace is really an unpredictable place!

But all her coats have been put on, so in this way, it is not a one-time walk, nor is it not a walk.

She adjusted her expression, nodded calmly to Ye Kangning, turned around, and walked into the pantry.

Five minutes later, Chuichi came out with a cup of instant coffee, walked back to his position again, took off his jacket solemnly, and sat down.

Before sitting, she even gave him a firm look.

The eyes looked full of burning fighting spirit and the passion of the young man, and he conveyed something warmly to him.

I put on my coat and carried a cup of coffee to the pantry, then came back to work overtime.

Chuichi was moved by himself.

She paralyzed on the table with weakness, thinking optimistically that it was also good, at least to avoid the evening peak.

Chuichi was awakened by the ringtone of the phone.

The phone was from Ms. Deng and asked when she would go home.

She fell asleep at first, her face still stuck on the table, and several blank A4 papers were crumpled under her face.

She picked it up and reacted for three seconds before she realized where she was now.

Looking up at the watch, it was almost eight o'clock.

Churi said a few words in a hurry, hung up the phone, and rubbed his eyes for a while while sitting on a chair.

The ringtone of the phone rang again, it was Lu Jiaheng.

It was morning in his side at this time. Hakuchi stood up, rubbed his sore neck, and answered the phone: "Hey -"

When she woke up just now, her voice was sticky, her tail stretched, and the words spit like a coquettish.

Lu Jiaheng was quiet and empty, paused, and whispered: "Are you at home?"

"No, I'm at the company, and I'm ready to go now," Chuichi yawned, putting his jacket on his side holding his phone, "I just fell asleep."

"Go back so tired."

At first I thought that I was going back long ago, and I was dissuaded by the leader's eerie gaze.

She picked up her bag and walked out, just past the director's office.

Ye Kangning turned out, still! No! go!

Chuchi cleared his throat at the beginning, and said righteously: "Overtime is due, I am willing to give my life for the company!"

Lu Jiaheng: "..."

The door of the director's office was not closed. After Chuchi finished speaking, he quietly glanced at the expression of the big brother.

He looked at her and smiled, it should be quite satisfactory.

She was relieved and went out.

Lu Jiaheng on the other end of the phone was also laughing, and the heavy laughter spread into his ears, so that he could not wait to put the phone into his ears.

She really hasn't heard his voice properly for a long time.

Chuichi walked out of the office and listened to him laughing quietly.

After a while, he whispered: "Why are you so happy."

Lu Jiaheng's voice smiled: "Nothing, just feel that Jing Heng's boss must be very pleased to have an employee like you."

"I am not an employee yet. I am an intern, and I must pass the assessment."

Lu Jiaheng didn't care much about it: "My initial was so great, what kind of assessment can't pass?"

Chuichi said seriously: "Mr. Lu, my competitors' resumes are better than mine. One of them is still Cambridge."

The people in the company were basically gone, and the entire corridor was empty. At first, Hakuchi speeded up and walked to the door of the elevator. When he lifted his hand, he just pressed the elevator button, and suddenly someone was pulling his wrist from behind.

Chuichi was startled, and screamed out in excitement. He was stunned unpreparedly and hit his chest heavily with his back.

The man didn't speak, clasped her waist with one hand and held her halfway.

The elevator door jingled open, and the man was on the side, holding her into the elevator.

With a buzz in his head, the whole person was blank.

Two seconds later, she reacted, struggling like a bunny with ears, struggling hard and shouting Lu Jiaheng's name to the phone.

There are frosted wavy stripes on the metal doors of the elevator. Yingying is not very clear, only the outline of the man behind him can be seen.

Lu Jiaheng didn't speak at all.

No one presses the floor, so the elevator stops there.

Hatri's heart jumped, and he was about to start crying, only to feel that the man's powerful arm wrapped around her from the back, firmly, letting her not move.

There is a male hormone in his nose, clean and clear, mixed with a little smell of laundry detergent.

Familiar and unique.

At first, he was slightly surprised, his eyes widened slightly.

Until two voices came into the ear together, one crawled along the current, and the other was close at hand, and her white ears were stained with heat from the breath, "Don't move,"

His voice was very soft, familiar with low magnetism, and his tone was soft and lazy, "Move me again."

"..."

"Take it off."