Are you used to that kind of bullying?

Miao shook her head mercilessly. How can she be sure that she is a little uncomfortable with her sudden freedom? She really doesn’t feel sorry for him. How can she get used to his bullying? Isn’t that looking for abuse
I leveled my mind, and my eyes drifted out of the window. The neon night was so confusing. How many crises and decays were hidden in the city? Think about the manager Wang who was taught a lesson by himself today and smiled.
Is this the so-called floating society?
Section 66
If so, she would rather stay in her own world forever!
When Miao came home, Xia Shuang had already rested. She walked into the bathroom with her pajamas and looked at her wrist. The pearl bracelet was really too expensive. She went to the bracelet from her hand and returned to her bedroom. She didn’t want to wear it every day to show off.
Monday
Miao walked into Kangda Building with uneasy heart, which surprised her a little. It seemed that no one had taken a strange look as if nothing had happened.
"hey!" Mo Ran greeted the habitual arm-in-arm with great passion. "Today is payday. You have to cash your big meal!"
"I know!" Squinting around, Mo Ran asked quietly, "Isn’t there any explosive news in our department network?"
"Huh?" Mo Ran took a small expression of surprise. "When did you like hexagrams?"
"Is there?" I rubbed my little nose awkwardly. "I hope I can know more about the direction of public opinion in a company!"
"Do you really want to know?" MoRan a secretive kind close to the following.
"Don’t be so mysterious, I will be nervous!" A white eye makes Mo Ran mysterious.
"But you really should be nervous!" Mo Ran feels good and sells it.
"What do you mean?"
Sure enough, Miao is as impatient as she expected.
"Is it strange that the company network can’t find any news with you?" Mo Ran raised his eyebrows slightly and squinted. "It’s not like you’re going to have any big changes, is it?"
"Don’t tease me!" I feel guilty and avoid Mo Ran’s furtive eyes.
"How is it?" Mo Ran was very patient and led to "when did you see the company network divining things for several bosses?" That is definitely a positive news report! "
Mo Ran thoughtfully paused, "but you are very strange because you can’t find any news! Even the grand occasion of the press conference has been taken over. I really don’t understand the situation! "
"Well, if you don’t understand, don’t do it, or think about what big meal you want to eat!" Mo Ran took the shoulder and walked into the ladder. The most tempting food broke up directly. Mo Ran had her thoughts.
It seems that the company has made a big deal in public opinion. No wonder it didn’t cause a stir this time. Even if someone saw the report and took a look at the company’s posture, they wouldn’t dare to talk nonsense. I have to say that the special class has many benefits!
"Hey, I’m still the man of the hour!" As soon as Miao sat down in his seat, some harsh sounds floated up.
You can imagine from listening to the sound that Wenya’s picture is a bit disgusting, and she didn’t even turn her head back. She really didn’t care about this kind of provocation.
"Miao" Wenya never gave up and went to Miao. "Is it too unreasonable for you to ignore your old classmates when you become a spokesperson for jiujiu jewelry?"
"Huh?" While Mo Ran shocked "following really? Did you really become a spokesperson for jiujiu? "
nnd
To be elegant is to make trouble!
Miao glared at Wenya angrily and looked at Mo Ran with a smile. "We’ll talk about those details when we eat together. Now it’s working hours and we don’t want to be scolded by the director!"
“ok！”
Mo Ran hand than a ok posture, she also know that following and elegant some wrong dish nature is not to talk about these in front of the elegant.
Everyone bowed their heads and was busy, and the elegant and gorgeous work in their hands was completely regarded.
"Hum-exposing women thoroughly in public doesn’t know what to drag!" Gentle cold hum dumped an explosive sentence and twisted his waist and hips away.
Suddenly, there was a whispering in the office, and the eyes seemed to have swept to the embarrassment. The feeling of being at home made embarrassment a little restless.
She knows that this is the effect that elegance wants, but she can still make that woman get what she wants. I don’t know when she became so concerned about what others think of her. Is it the result of public pressure or vanity?
Bell-
The words on the desk line rang, which made the messy heart of the desk tidy up.
"hello! This is the design department A, and I am the assistant director! "
"Assistant, please come to the general office. There is always something for you!" It’s General Lan’s secret calling.
"I know I’m coming!"
Miao hung up and took a deep breath. I don’t know what the weather will be like today. Dealing with that woman will always make her feel pressure. After all, it is her general manager and Mo Ran who simply explained where Miao left the office.
Leisure sofa in the general manager’s office: A lady looks elegant and drinks green tea. Her eyes are light and cold, but there is a kind of delicacy, as if she wants to see through all her problems.
Miao didn’t expect Ink Mother to look at it in the general manager’s office as if she were waiting for her.
"Aunt Ying wants to talk to you. Come and sit down!" Shuilan took the initiative to greet Miao, which was very family-like.
"Oh!"
Lai Lai’s unresponsiveness has been dragged to the leisure area by Shui Lan. It seems that there are dead pigs who are not afraid of scalding water.
"Miss is a native?" Yuan Mei slowly cavity tone is picky.
"Yes!"
When I wake up, I must be patient, and I must not be dissatisfied. Since ink painting has been won by them, she must try her best to cooperate.
"What do parents do?" Yuan Mei put the teacup in her hand and looked at the following. Her eyes were faraway and alienated.
"My mother is a Chinese medicine doctor and my father is a martial artist!"
Try to make your answer short. She’s afraid that she can’t control her tone and lose her sense of politeness.
"Don’t be so formal, aunt. She just wants to chat with you." While Shuilan patted Miao’s shoulder, she seemed to be helping her.
She smiled faintly but didn’t answer the phone. She knew very well in her heart that no one would care what she would say. I guess the mother wanted her to listen to something.
"Miss Shuimo and I met you last night!"
Looking at Yuan Mei with a smile, it seems that she is finally getting into the theme, reminding herself that no matter what she will hear later, she should keep smiling like this, which is a comfort to herself and a letter to the future.
While sitting, Shuilan seems to be more nervous than Miao. To tell the truth, she didn’t expect that the ink painting speed would be so fast and didn’t achieve the effect of mutual cooperation. But the big aunt killed her in the middle of the afternoon to find Miao, and she didn’t expect to say that she didn’t panic. It was definitely a fake Shuilan clutching the knuckles of the teacup and still holding it tightly without any response.