"Crazy, why did you ask her to slap me?"
Huang Baihan muttered, but actually he didn't particularly want to mention Mou Jiawen.
Although I admit in my heart that when playing with Xiao Mou, it is indeed pure and happy, because there is no need to think so much, as long as you can be yourself openly.
But people have to grow up, and it’s as if I have now become a person who has opened various QQ members, blocked my relatives and friends, and then acted as a complete stranger in front of those unfamiliar classmates and girls I have a crush on.
Persona.
In the past, I seemed to despise this kind of person the most, so I didn't like Wang Changhua. I never thought that one day I would move in this direction.
"But so what?"
Huang Baihan took a long breath, which would make him happier, so he didn't think about it so much.
There is a kind of pleasure of sinking in the clear consciousness.
"The day after tomorrow is Christmas Eve."
Huang Baihan changed the subject: "Yu Xian went to the capital, are you planning to find Song Shiwei?"
"I wonder if she has time."
Chen Zhu was not sure. He didn't know whether Professor Lu would carry out strict defense, so he asked: "What about you, what are your plans for Christmas Eve?"
"I?"
Huang Baihan's eyes flickered a few times: "What plans can I have as a single guy? I just stay in the dormitory and maybe play games."
Chen Zhu stared at Dahuang for a long time. He could feel that Huang Baihan was lying, but he couldn't understand the reason and motivation for his lie.
"Is this kid going to have activities on Christmas Eve?"
Chen Zhu thought to himself.
At this time, Mr. and Mrs. Chen got up from their lunch break. They were not surprised to see Huang Baihan. Huang Baihan often came to play with Chen Zhu in high school.
Mao Xiaoqin cut a few pieces of watermelon and sent them to the study room. In Guangzhou, there are all kinds of fruits in December. Then, like many Chinese parents, she asked Huang Baihan about his study and life in Huaguang University.
Although Huang Baihan has changed a bit, in the face of the care and questioning of his elders, he still hesitates and hesitates as before, blushing and speaking awkwardly.
Queen Mother Mao couldn't help but feel that her son was now able to talk about business independently, so why was Huang Baihan still acting like he was in high school?
"Right."
Mao Xiaoqin waited until the two children finished eating the watermelon, then she took away the watermelon rind. She remembered something and reminded Chen Zhu: "Your cousin Mao Xintong will come to Guangzhou tomorrow. I will go over and clean the dormitory in the afternoon."
The "Zhongda Learning Network" team needs to expand its customer service staff, and it is difficult to manage the team with more people, so Chen Zhu wants to insert a relative into the team as 007 to report public opinions among employees at any time.
Mao Xiaoqin called her niece from her hometown who was unemployed and was waiting for work, and through Lao Chen's relationship, she arranged to live in a single dormitory for the staff of the Luhu Subdistrict Office.
But it's a bit shabby there, so I need to clean it up first.
"I'll go too."
Chen Zhu stood up and said.
"What are you going to do?"
At first, Mao Xiaoqin didn't understand why there was anything to get involved in cleaning.
"Just let him go."
Chen Peisong was eating the watermelon, with red juice flowing out of the corner of his mouth without any trace, but he could see through Chen Zhu's motive at a glance, and said with a smile: "He is trying to win people's hearts, and he must be thinking of selling it well in advance."
"Oh! There is no need for the family to be so polite."
Although Mao Xiaoqin said this, she was very happy that Chen Zhu thought this way. The relationship between her son and her nephew from her natal family has always been indifferent, and it is always good to have a chance to improve it.
So in the afternoon, Chen Zhu took Huang Baihan, a free labor force, and followed his mother to work in the dormitory on Luhu Street, and also bought a simple wardrobe, a desk lamp and a small desk.
Even though Dahuang may make mistakes in an emotional relationship, he still won't be lazy when working for his best friend, and he is still sweating profusely at the end of December.
And after finishing these things, he followed Chen Zhu to the office in Science and Technology Valley.
"The organization has an important task for you."
Chen Zhu said with a smile.
Winter vacation is coming soon, and Chen Zhu has already prepared many flyers, intending to distribute them at major universities in the university town, so that these students can become tutors when they return to their hometowns during the winter vacation.
In this way, in addition to helping the company earn intermediary fees, it can also take the opportunity to expand the influence of CUHK Learning Network in second, third, and fourth tier cities.
"Here~"
Chen Zhu handed a bag of flyers to Huang Baihan and asked him to start distributing them in the library and evening self-study classroom after he returns to school on Monday.
"Holy crap! Is this the important task you gave me?"
Huang Baihan felt a little embarrassed and shyly declined: "Now that the Study Network is already well-known in our school, there is no need to promote it anymore."
"No company would object to being too famous. Besides, I'm not here to promote your school."
Chen Zhu looked at the rhubarb and didn't want to accept it, so he stuffed the bag into his arms: "There is a girl named Song Qing in our company. You have met her before. She is currently working hard running markets in various cities in the province.
"
"Based on the feedback, the results have been minimal. Not many non-local parents have become members of the website through her persuasion, but she still gets paid and gets subsidies when she goes on business trips."
Chen Zhu asked, "So am I doing a loss-making business?"
Dahuang was stunned for a moment when he was questioned. He majored in communications and didn't know how to do business. He scratched his head and said, "Isn't it?"
"Definitely not! If you only focus on the immediate gains and losses when making money, you will never become a big success."
Chen Zhu explained: "Song Qing seems to have gone around the province without any effect. At least it has left a little impression on many parents and students. When these college students return to their hometowns with flyers during the winter vacation, and with the blessing of TV advertisements, those parents will slowly
Will accept our website."
After hearing what Chen Zhu said so eloquently, Huang Baihan could not find a suitable reason to refute, so he could only accept it reluctantly.
In the evening, Chen Zhu treated Huang Baihan to a KFC Family Bucket, which barely comforted the unhappy Dahuang.
So, the winter solstice, the day of the CET-4 exam, and Saturday were all here. Chen Zhu went home to sleep today because he had to pick up his cousin Mao Xintong tomorrow.
Before going to bed, she habitually had a phone call with Yu Xian. Today, Professor Guan took her to meet an old lady who had settled in France and was a professor at the Ecole Nationale Supérieure des Beaux-Arts in Paris.
She is also called "Old Lady" because she is similar in age to Professor Guan, but Yu Xian said that she has a good temper and is not like Professor Guan who can curse at others.
Moreover, the other party also gave Yu Xian a piece of his own handwriting for the sake of Yongyi Guan.
Chen Zhu jokingly told Yu Xian to keep it well. It may not be worth a lot of money now, but when it is framed and left to his son or daughter, it may be valuable then.
After chatting like this for a while, Chen Zhu hung up the phone. He looked at QQ and found that Song Shiwei's side was quiet. He didn't know what happened when she and her aunt's family were eating.
So I sent a message to Song Shiwei: Are you asleep? What are you doing?
Soon, Song Shiwei also replied: read a book.
Tell Chen Zhu briefly but clearly what he is doing.
Chen Zhu suddenly had a toothache.
When he and Sister Sweet were face to face, they actually had something to talk about, but now facing the cold mobile phone, Song Shiwei's cold speaking style was directly amplified, as if he was facing an AI robot.
Chen Zhu thought for a while and transferred the contents of his usual chat with Yu Xian.
He replied: Huang Baihan came to see me in the afternoon... chatted about him and Mou Jiawen... and then we organized the dormitory for my cousin... Finally, we gave Huang Baihan the Study Network leaflet... we ate KFC together...
Song Shiwei was reading a book while waiting for Chen Zhu's message, but after 10 minutes he received a "small essay" of more than 200 words.
Looking at the detailed description, Sister Sweet felt a little dizzy for a moment, but she could feel that Chen Zhu wanted to share her daily life with her.
She pondered for a moment and typed on her phone:
We had dinner with my aunt and her family, talked about the recent world economic situation, and the domestic stock market, and then...
Song Shi frowned slightly, and suddenly deleted it with a "click" and changed it to "We had dinner with my aunt and her family, talked about work for a while, and then went home..."
However, Song Shiwei seemed still dissatisfied and deleted and re-edited it again.
Anyway, what Chen Zhu finally saw was:
After dinner with my aunt, we went home and stayed there until now.
"It's really short."
Chen Zhu was dumbfounded. This reply was simply a typical "Shi Wei style".
"All right……"
Chen Zhu was not angry, but he also felt that this way of sharing daily chats was not suitable for him and Sister Sweet, so he was planning to say "good night" to Song Shiwei.
Unexpectedly, she might also realize that such a reply was too distant, so she sent two more messages in succession.
Shi Wei: I don’t want to share my daily life, and I don’t mean to be perfunctory with you, but I’m just not used to it.
Shi Wei: I can meet you and tell you, if you are not bored and you still want to hear it.
Chen Zhu smiled slightly, and he could feel Sister Sweet's seriousness and sincerity from between the lines.
So, Chen Zhu replied: "Okay! Then pick a free night and tell me."
When Song Shiwei saw Chen Zhu's reply, he subconsciously wanted to ask: "The day after tomorrow?"
The night after tomorrow is Christmas Eve. If they were a normal couple, Chen Zhu would have made a date with him.
But Song Shiwei did not ask like this, but replied: "Okay."
It's still her own unique style, seemingly indifferent and inhumane.
Chen Zhu didn't say anything more. He looked at the moonlight falling on the desk through the curtains, and the whole place was bright.
"Good night."
Chen Zhu replied.
Song Shiwei: Good night.
I don't look at the moon, and I don't say I miss you, so both the moon and you are kept in the dark.
…
The next day is December 23, Sunday.
Chen Zhu's task today is to greet her cousin Mao Xintong with her parents. The bus from Heyuan to Guangzhou takes more than three hours. She set off after lunch and arrived at the Provincial Bus Terminal around 4 p.m.
In fact, Chen Zhu had no impression of this cousin at all. He only vaguely remembered that he went back to his grandpa's house during the Spring Festival in high school and found that this cousin, who was a little baby fat, had a perm that was the most popular in the urban-rural fringe area.
Although Chen Zhu was not reborn at the time, he still felt that this hairstyle was really outrageous.
But there was one small incident that left a deep impression on him. That year, many adults were playing cards and knocking on the melon seed shells on the ground. Among so many juniors, only the second sister with the afro head was the only one who could clean up the mess quickly with a broom.
A few years later, the second sister's afro disappeared and was replaced by a neat short hair, but the baby fat didn't seem to disappear, which may also be the reason for the slight obesity.
She looks pretty good, and you can see the shadow of her aunt Mao Xiaoqin on her face, but she is a bit chubby.
Mao Xintong was obviously a little nervous when she saw Chen Peisong and Mao Xiaoqin. After all, to her, this aunt and uncle were probably the best couple in the family.
"Second sister."
Chen Zhu took the initiative to go over and help with the luggage.
Mao Xintong was startled. In her previous impression, Chen Zhu was her aunt's baby. She never did housework, as long as he had good academic performance.
I heard that this cousin lived up to expectations. He seemed to have the scores to get into Peking University with the scores in the college entrance examination, but in the end he stayed at the best university in eastern Guangdong and majored in the best.
Mao Xintong has been working since she graduated from high school. She couldn't get into college because her grades were too bad, so she has always been a little in awe of her little cousin.
I am in awe of both his family and his achievements, but there is a gap between them, and there is almost no topic for communication.
So when she saw Chen Zhu holding out his hand, Mao Xintong subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but Mao Xiaoqin said: "Your brother is an adult, it's okay to let him carry a little."
Mao Xintong then handed over a bag: "This is the dried fish fried by my mother. I know my uncle likes to eat this. There are also two bottles of pickled mustard that my aunt used to love."
Chen Peisong chuckled: "Thank your parents for me."
This is a sign of being a good person. They know that Lao Chen is the head of the family. Under normal circumstances, neither Mao Xiaoqin nor Chen Zhu will object to the decisions he makes.
After arriving at the dormitory, Mao Xintong was obviously a little surprised when he looked at the neat and clean dormitory.
Naturally, she had never thought about living in her aunt's house. Her parents had warned her before coming to Guangzhou - this is one of the few opportunities you have to leave Heyuan. Your eyelids must be flexible and not annoying, and you must not be afraid of hardship.
Because only by winning the favor of my uncle and aunt can I be able to stabilize in Guangzhou in the future.
Mao Xintong was mentally prepared to endure hardships, but she never expected that she would be able to live in a single dormitory in a government unit, which was neat and clean and lacked everything.
"Thank you, uncle and aunt."
Mao Xintong thanked Chen Peisong and Mao Xiaoqin.
"And your brother."
Mao Xiaoqin said: "Yesterday afternoon Chen Zhu and I spent a long time cleaning here, and our clothes were soaked. He bought these wardrobes and moved them back."
"ah?"
Mao Xintong's round face was very shocked. This was completely different from the inherent impression of her little cousin.
Chen Zhu smiled and didn't mind. Since she came to Guangzhou, it would take a long time, and she would slowly get to know him.
But it didn't take long. When he returned to East Lake North Campus for dinner in the evening, Mao Xintong realized that he had been called to the provincial capital. In fact, it was because his little cousin started a business in the university and needed manpower because it was expanding too fast.
Chen Zhuye also emphasized to the fat second sister that they should never disclose their relative relationship when they arrive at the company. They should just say that they were introduced by friends to come here for some exercise...
There was too much information being fed into me today, which made Mao Xintong, who had just come out of a small city, a little bit intolerable and of course uneasy.
She originally thought it was a job introduced by her uncle and aunt, but she didn't expect it was her younger cousin's company.
"How old is Chen Zhu this year?"
Mao Xintong silently calculated: "She seems to be three years younger than me, so she is only 18. She won't go bankrupt after two months..."
Mao Xintong used to work as a salesperson in a shopping mall, but she didn't expect that a good shopping mall would suddenly close down, so she was particularly sensitive to this.
But now that I've come to Guangzhou, it's too late to say anything. I just don't know if my little cousin's thighs are thick enough to stabilize me in Guangzhou.
…
Woke up on December 24th.
Christmas Eve before Christmas.
on Monday.
When Chen Zhu was having dinner at home in the morning, he felt a little irritable for no reason. He felt that there were a lot of things to do and a lot of things happening today, but he couldn't pick out any specific ones.
It is relatively rare for an extremely organized person like him.
I arrived at the classroom by car and had just finished listening to a class when my cell phone suddenly started buzzing like it was being bombarded.
Chen Zhu's heart suddenly tightened. He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. There were many calls and messages, but there was only one sentence to sum it up:
Big A has dropped to its limit.
It dropped to the limit at the opening!
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Chapter completed!