In the corridor outside the classroom, Zhao Yan was still sending a text message to Xiao Mengyue, and suddenly received a text message from Huo Qinqin. When he first heard the message, he thought it was Xiao Mengyue’s reply!

Huo Qinqin: "Zhao Yan! Tomorrow is your birthday! I have prepared a gift for you. Do you have time tomorrow night? I want to come over and give you the gift after school. Do you have time tomorrow night?"

After reading the content of this text message, Zhao Yan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a very strange feeling appeared in his heart, as if he was moved. △

Is tomorrow my birthday? Is tomorrow October 11th?

While he was stunned, Zhao Yan checked his mobile phone calendar and it was indeed October 10th today, and tomorrow it was his birthday...

In recent years, his parents don’t remember his birthday. Every time, it’s been a long time since his birthday has passed before someone suddenly remembered it. This year is the same. He almost forgot about it himself, and Xiao Mengyue didn’t remember it, but Huo Qinqin remembered that he even prepared a birthday gift for him.

"Okay! Thank you Xiao Qinqin!:-d"

Zhao Yan added a smiling expression to the back of the text message and sent it over.

As soon as the reply to Huo Qinqin was sent out, Xiao Mengyue's reply came again. Zhao Yan had a moment and wanted to tell Xiao Mengyue that tomorrow was his birthday. He wanted to get her blessing. Even if there was no gift, this idea flashed in Zhao Yan's mind and was driven away by him. If she forgot, she would forget it! Besides, until now, he has not given her a birthday gift, so he should give it first!

In the classroom of Class 2 of the 44th Class of Surgery and Nursing of Nanjing Medical College, Huo Qinqin read Zhao Yan's reply and a shy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She took the initiative to send Zhao Yan the text message like that just now. She was a little shy, although she didn't tell Zhao Yan face to face.

The classrooms of Nanjing Medical College are also like Hanlin College, which are staircases. Starting from the front of the classroom, each row of desks in the back row is one step higher than the front row. The desks in this kind of staircase are fixed on the staircase, and the desks are not single-sitting like they were in high school. Each desk can sit at least three people.

Wang Ting, who also came from Xicheng No. 3 Middle School, sat on Huo Qinqin's right hand. At this time, he saw Huo Qinqin looking down at his phone with a blushing cheek. Wang Ting was curious and leaned over and wanted to see what Huo Qinqin was looking at?

Unfortunately, Huo Qinqin was very alert. As soon as Wang Ting's head came over, she put her phone on her chest, looked at her like a thief and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Wang Ting rolled her eyes and said angrily: "Student Huo Qinqin! Good neighborly and friendly! Good neighborly and friendly! Are you not ashamed of being so careful of your dear deskmate and friend?"

Although Huo Qinqin's cheeks were red, she was also amused by Wang Ting. However, she did not show a shameful look, and smiled and said in a low voice: "I am not friendly to you? Who turned on the water for you every day? Breakfast for you every day? Also, I often do your clothes for you!"

"Stop and stop!"

When Wang Ting saw Huo Qinqin mentioning those things, she quickly raised her hand to stop her, smiled with a flattering smile to help Huo Qinqin pinch her arms and hands, and said with a smile: "I'm wrong, I'm wrong, can't it be fine? But, who did you just send a text message to so happy? I heard the voice of the text message just now!"

Huo Qinqin shook her flattering hands and blushed and said softly: "I can't tell you this!"

Wang Ting rolled her eyes again when she heard this, and said with a slight dissatisfaction: "Stingy! I can guess if you don't say it! It must be a boy chasing you! Right?"

Huo Qinqin blushed and did not admit or refute, but the smile at the corner of her mouth did not disappear.

...

On the same morning, the third floor of a half-old building in the suburbs of Hangzhou was located at the office site of Jianqi Company.

This building, which looks at least twenty years old, is right on the side of the road. With Jianqi, he chose the company's location here, obviously because the rent here is cheap.

Although it is famous among the Ming stations, its office area is not big, including the boss's private office and bathroom, which is less than 200 square meters in total.

Jin Jianhu had been sitting in the office for half a morning. From the moment he entered the company gate in the morning, his brows were frowning. If someone who didn't know his current situation saw his expression, he would suspect that he had a prostate problem or had hemorrhoids.

Jin Jianhu sat on the boss's chair behind the desk. The computer screen on the desk in front of him showed the traffic lifting diagram of Jianqi's closest.

From this traffic rise and fall chart, you can see at a glance that from the day when Youjianqi introduced the contract charging system, although the traffic of Youjianqi increased for a while in the short term, the traffic of Youjianqi continued to decline. How long has it been? The traffic of the website dropped to half of the original one.

What does this mean? Jin Jianhu knows very well! This means that after the launch of the Sword Qi, although it once attracted a lot of people to visit websites with Sword Qi, the number of readers with Sword Qi has been decreasing within a few days after that!

reason?

Someone has analyzed the reason for Jin Jianhu. The editor below told him that since the introduction of the charging system of Jianqi and the most popular works of Jianqi need to pay to read the following chapters, many readers of those books said in the book review area that they would go to other websites to read books, and works of similar quality on other websites are free.

If Jin Jianhu continues like this, he knows very well that even if he still has funds to support him, the value of sword energy will become smaller and smaller.

What's more, his funds have been exhausted.

"well!"

Thinking of these troubles, Jin Jianhu couldn't help but sigh again. He reached out and picked up the teacup at his hand and was about to take a sip when the door of the office was suddenly knocked. Following the voice of editor Xiao Wang from outside the door: "Mr. Jin! Can I come in?"

"Enter!"

Jin Jianhu responded casually, and put the teacup he had just picked up back on the table.

Xiao Wang is a young man in his twenties, but he is an old-level employee who has joined the company since the beginning of the station with sword energy. After four years of working together, Jin Jianhu is still very polite to him. As soon as Xiao Wang entered the door, Jin Jianhu squeezed out his smile and reached out to signal: "Xiao Wang! Sit!"

However, Xiao Wang did not sit down. After entering the door, he lowered his head slightly. At this time, he raised his head and barely smiled. He took two steps forward and held a piece of printing paper in his hands in front of Jin Jianhu. Then he took a step back, looked at his toes and said dryly: "Mr. Jin! This is my resignation letter! Please approve it!"

"this……"

Jin Jianhu, with a smile on his face, was about to pick up the printing paper on the table to see what it was, but when he heard this, he was stunned. Then he restrained the smile on his face, closed his eyes tiredly, and leaned on the boss's chair, feeling very uncomfortable.

Recently, I have resigned from several editors and employees in other positions. Now, even Xiao Wang, who entered the company at the beginning of the station, is about to resign...

(Thanks to the gangster for giving 100 starting coins to travel to the Bookstore.)
Chapter completed!