Ginger Flower

"I'm talking about furniture, including my coffee table." Jiang Hua went home and saw that his second favorite brown glass coffee table had been broken into dross, leaving only some broken glass and the basic marble frame.

Han Lin turned his face away and clenched his fists.The exhibition pillow next to him has already been hung with colors, but he still smiled indifferently.It seemed that the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth was not his own.

Jiang Hua skillfully took out the medicine box, asked Zhan Zhen to take off his clothes, and slowly applied the medicine to him.

The back was in the same tragic state as the coffee table, full of shattered glass, and it was obvious at a glance that someone had thrown it directly on the coffee table, landing on the back.

The tweezers were sterilized, carefully holding the shards of glass embedded in the wound.The cotton swab was soaked in alcohol, and when he wiped the wound, Zhan Zhen still panted heavily in pain, but the smile on his face remained undiminished, and his eyes kept staring at Han Lin who was looking unhappy.

"Okay, let's go home. I heard meowing through two floors of doors." Jiang Hua threw away the blood-stained gauze and cotton swabs and said.

Zhan Zhen seemed to never know what it means to observe words and expressions, and still smiled naturally, and said, "Didn't you tell my mother to let me stay with you today?"

Jiang Hua also laughed, and patted the wound on the back of Zhan's pillow and said, "Today, someone wrapped the sofa, you should go home and sleep, and I don't have a second coffee table here for you to drop."

Zhan Zhen shuddered in pain, and the smile on his face froze. After glancing at Han Lin from the corner of his eye, he obediently left.

When the door slammed, Han Lin stood up and kicked the coffee table as if venting, the glass shards immediately stuck to the soles of his feet, and blood flowed out instantly.

Jiang Hua didn't bother to bandage her now, so she couldn't blame others for committing suicide.After handing the medicine box to Han Lin, he said slowly, "What's the matter? There was also an emotional drama with Zhan Zhen that envied others, was lingering, love-hate entanglement, and only envied mandarin ducks but not immortals?"

Han Lin didn't have the slightest intention of joking, and said, "I don't ask you to give me help, but can I not make the situation worse?"

"Let's talk about it, my brother and I haven't had a drink for a long time, and today we got a little drunk and passed out."

Han Lin was amused by Jiang Hua's deliberate imitation of Cong Shen's tone, and he took the beer handed over and cleaned it up.

"My first love, we messed around together in junior high school. On-off and on-off more than a dozen times. The last time I pulled him out of the closet, he took my grandpa's 200 million to study in Japan, and he disappeared since then. I never found it again. Then As he wished, I slept with countless people, and I still think about him in my heart. I can play, but I can't play, and I only want him. Damn, disgusting."

Jiang Hua raised her eyebrows, Zhan Zhen's obvious lack of heart, it's hard to imagine that he had so much heart in the past.

Slapping Han Lin hard on the shoulder, Han Lin looked up suspiciously, looked at Jiang Hua with a gloating smile and said, "Let's encourage each other!"

"..." Mian you, bastard Jiang Hua!

“啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊……这什么狗啊我日……啊不对……方案这里客户已经说了不满意了……不是不是！不能这样。卧Fuck you..." Cong Shen was so tired that he lay on the table crying.

The plans I wrote were rejected again and again, and the people in the same group began to scold me, so they could only endure it.

"Why don't you write two plans, one for you and one for Lin Feng. Let the customer choose." The team leader said, anyway, even if the customer doesn't like your two plans, I won't blame it.

Lin Feng, who has always disliked Cong Shen's lack of work experience, but was directly promoted from an ordinary salesman, said: "Then it's decided like this. If you choose me, Cong Shen, you can resign. I really can't bear to have no experience like you." The people who come here are embarrassed."

Cong Shen didn't find a job after graduation, so he had to settle for the next best job as an ordinary salesman. Of course, he must have no experience in engineering and construction in his own line, okay?

"Okay." Cong Shen nodded, not because of some inexplicable bloodiness, but because he felt that if his colleagues didn't cooperate, even hard work would result in poor results.

Now a house is going to be built on the second ring road, and the selling points of the construction plan are all provided by Cong Shen Company.

Now facing the specific plan, Cong Shen was so nervous that he couldn't live without it.

What if you lose?

Hey……

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