2006: School beauty loves me again

Chapter 488: Killing a Hundred Flowers: Daisies in Autumn (4)

The wind and sand from the Loess Plateau could not blow into the ancient city at this time. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the dry wind that had warmed the whole day disappeared. The inland became dry and cool, and the heat and sweat were dried away, which was very comfortable.

On the street, in addition to the grocery stalls during the day, there are also some tricycles, with freshly made and sold snacks on them. The steam is steaming, showing the fireworks in the world.

Fangyuan and Zou An walked side by side on the stone road. Zou An raised his eyebrows and looked left and right, looking here and there. On the contrary, Fangyuan's eyes were blank, as if he was thinking about something.

After several people from the group office compiled the minutes of the afternoon meeting, Li Qiao flew back to Shencheng.

Yes, this time it was Li Qiao, the administrative manager, who came in person.

When FLY Group was first established, Fangyuan set a rule for the office: when a new project is involved, someone from the President's Office needs to be present, take notes and distribute them to leaders above the general manager level of each subsidiary to observe them in advance so that they can make proposals.

Other people always keep things secret, but Fangyuan doesn't care. The projects he sets are basically forward-looking to the current society, and he is not afraid of others stealing them. Those who learn from me will survive, and those who are like me will be similar. The details are logical. If he doesn't think it through in advance, the project will not be finalized. Secondly, he will be suspicious of people and not use them.

It's not that he is too conceited, just look at who the executives in the small group are.

Observing and discussing with each other in advance can not only enhance the familiarity and trust between different business leaders, but also reveal their missing points.

It's just... After the "One County, One Product" business was independently upgraded, Chu Chu basically gave up her job as office director, and now most of her energy is focused on controlling catering and assisting Li Li.

Therefore, after the beginning of the new year, Li Qiao took the main job of administrative director and concurrently served as office director. For most of the past six months, he was so busy that his feet hit the back of his head. He no longer looked like the feather fan and silk scarf of the past, and he was calm and leisurely.

Before leaving in the afternoon, Li Qiao complained for the first time, saying that the group's business is developing too fast, and the workload of both manpower and operational execution has greatly increased. The functions of the administrative department are complicated and trivial, but they are extremely important. Li Qiao said that he is really capable. If he was not arrested, he solemnly made two comments to Fangyuan on behalf of several other senior executives who were not present.

1. Recruitment of group office director;

Second, formally separate the president’s office business from the office.

In other words, Fangyuan is looking for a secretary.

Li Qiao said that it would be impossible if he did not recruit people. Fangyuan always came up with ideas one after another, and the endless stream of ideas made it difficult for the subordinates to implement them. Therefore, two secretaries must be always around to understand the spirit first and then convey it to the office.

Fangyuan said: Two are too many, right?
Li Qiao said: Chen Wan now has eight secretaries around her.

Fangyuan gave up and finally bargained for one.

There is nothing you can do about it, but do you really want to go to school with a secretary? ? ?

That scene makes no sense even if you think about it.

The president's secretary is equivalent to the vice president level. After recruiting this person, he has to train it himself...

Hmm, ladder classroom training? ? ?

On the relationship between aperture size and shutter speed?
Another one is that the office director is a top priority and cannot be fulfilled unless he is a close confidant.

Gee, high-level architecture is also difficult.

After the meeting, Fangyuan started to get upset. He took the opportunity to give a gift to little sister An Ran, and then started getting upset again when he came back.

He knew that the root cause of all the problems was that he took off too fast. He was young, and the people he knew a little about were still playing with their mobile phones in the classroom. He was still at an age where he could have wet dreams while sleeping, and he really didn't have many confidants to use.

And the only people he can truly open his heart to and do anything to are his women, but women... there are no more.

You can't sleep now and then, right?

To put it bluntly, even if they were sleeping now, the remaining two... still hadn't left the school.

Turning his head and taking a glance, Fang Yuan sighed softly.

Zou Anzheng looked at the young girls in small suits walking around the street with bright eyes. He suddenly felt a chill on the back of his head. He turned his head and glanced at Fang Yuan's extremely resentful eyes. Goosebumps suddenly appeared all over his body.

Fangyuan smacked her teeth and asked, "Why don't you give up martial arts and become civil servants, and become my secretary?"

"I'll fuck you!"

Zou An was so frightened that he jumped three meters away and his face turned blue.

Fangyuan ignored his shock and thought about it. Zou An's job function was more demanding. Although He Yan was more powerful, He Yan could not carry a gun in the country and the safety factor was greatly reduced. "Forget it."

"Huh~" Zou An then came back.

"Hey, by the way, it's time for He Zi to practice, right?"

"Nima! That's your sister-in-law!"

"Tsk, you are so dirty."

"You, thief Cao!"

……

All the first-year students from the Photography Department of Binhai University came to Pingyao, as well as a few sophomores and juniors, and a few men and women. Counting a leading teacher, there were more than 200 people.

It was already dark at this time, and the stars in the sky were hidden by the lights of the ancient city, as if they were missing.

He Yan asked his subordinates to book a hotel with a good environment and low cost. It had a whole floor and an outdoor roadside, where more than 200 people could sit.

Because Fangyuan was the host, everyone who was close to him was arranged to sit outside, enjoying the cool night breeze, eating, drinking and laughing.

The wine and food were all served, and there were meat skewers being grilled in the fire. Girls in their twenties were laughing and joking, changing glasses, and it was so lively.

As the class monitor, Lin Ze is close to Teacher Zhang.

Fangyuan was not visible, and was surrounded by a few big men from 515 in the corner facing the street. On the other side were the girls who were sleeping with the goddess.

Everyone knew about Meng Jingyi's arrival, but she really didn't come. Xu Anran and An Luo said that she was too tired from the journey and fell asleep. But when she said this, Fang Yuan obviously noticed that the innocent sister Anran didn't hide it. Keep the worry on your face.

There was probably something wrong with Meng Jingyi, but Fang Yuan felt that the woman's turmoil might be the reason why her aunt was in too much pain, so she didn't ask any more questions.

He invited this guest just for fun, not for the limelight, so he didn't strive to be a source of conversation at the table. However, some people always deliberately brought the topic to him and asked questions. At first, he patiently chatted with them. , and then when anyone asked him something, he would just raise a glass and drink, and the scene became even more lively.

After four or five bottles, his whole body was full of pain. When he thought about it, he hadn't relaxed and drank beer for a long time.

Teacher Zhang looks quiet and not too old. Being toasted one by one in his prime makes him feel very beautiful.

As the saying goes, eighty also loves eighteen. There are indeed a few students under him who are outstandingly good-looking. After drinking, they also become high-spirited. Men are like this and they rarely preach.

After chatting with an ugly guy and then chatting with a boy, he named An Luo and said that her professional skills were the best among the girls in the class, and then pointed out where she could improve.

At the beginning, An Luo was sitting at the far end, competing with a peanut with chopsticks. His long hair was untied and scattered on his shoulders. A few strands were floating in the evening breeze, and the fragrance could be smelled nearby.

When they heard the teacher's roll call, the confused look in their eyes really shocked the drunken boys.

She had a gray sweater coat draped over her shoulders. She had fair skin and fair skin, and her eyes were full of stars. She looked sideways at the teacher who was far away from her across the long table, and said "huh?" in confusion.

Seeing this, Fangyuan missed Chen Wan.

Teacher Zhang smiled and waved his hand, gently raised his glass and said: "It's nothing, come on."

Lin Ze laughed at the side: "Teacher Zhang just praised you for your professionalism."

An Luo then put away the little girl's demeanor that was extremely difficult to show, and instantly returned to a gentle and generous expression. Holding the glass in both hands, he said: "Thank you, teacher." Then he took a sip.

Her pink lips were translucent in the drink, and Fangyuan didn't dare to look any further.

He is not watching, but many people are watching.

No matter before or after the goddess competition, An Luo is regarded as a genuine goddess among the majority of boys. After becoming famous, she even has her own fan group, and the ones who are the most noisy are her, Lu Xi and The ranking issue between Qin Wanyu.

The phrase "Little Chen Wan" on the Internet has received mixed reviews.

At this time, an unattractive boy said: "An Luo comes from an artistic family and has a very good aesthetic, so her homework, whether it is light, shadow or composition, is... all... good."

It was fine in the front, but when I saw An Luo and everyone else in the class looking over at the back, they suddenly blushed, stuttered, and gradually became inaudible.

Men understand men, and so do women. No one knows the thoughts of the boys who are talking, which instantly makes the scene burst into laughter.

Someone asked: "Why do you pay so much attention to other people's homework?"

Some people also asked: "Why didn't we know that this family comes from an artistic family?"

In this case, the boy was so embarrassed that he scratched his head.

On the other hand, An Luo smiled and nodded at others, which was regarded as a greeting and a compliment.

At this moment, the boy's heart was like a raging fire cooking oil. He stood up and raised his glass: "An Luo, I respect you."

When I was nervous and excited, there was something wrong with the volume control, like I was shouting or trying to encourage myself.

The boy didn't expect An Luo to drink, and he was stuffy after saying that, but An Luo actually stood up slowly, took a sip from the cup, and then said: "I don't drink well, I don't drink much. "

The boy seemed distressed and waved his hands repeatedly, "Stop drinking, I didn't let you drink." At this time, even Fang Yuan laughed and slapped his thigh.

The jeans were stretched tightly. When he bent down and sat down, An Luo glanced at Fangyuan, his peach blossom eyes narrowed and his smile turned into a crescent moon.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"Uh…"

An Luo's voice was soft and soft, but the word "Long time no see" could only be applied to Fangyuan in the current situation, and everyone looked over.

Fangyuan was a little distracted and said with a smile: "I'll see you again in the afternoon."

An Luo still smiled lightly, shook his head and said, "I forgot to talk about it this afternoon."

Looking at her, Fangyuan seemed to think of that early spring afternoon at the beach again. Just as he put away his playful thoughts and gave a solemn smile, he heard An Luo say again: "Would you like a drink?"

"..."

Seeing everyone's eyes, Fangyuan was helpless for a second, raised his glass with a smile, and drank it all in one gulp.

However, An Luo also filled up his wine glass and finished it.

Damn, didn’t you say the quantity wasn’t good...

But you can't say these words, otherwise it will slap a boy in the face.

Seeing the playful little arc at the corner of An Luo's mouth, he understood.

I confessed my love to you, you can accept it or not, but when other boys get close to me, you still watch and laugh?
The sentiments of girls are always poems, and they are both beautiful when read front to back.

Fangyuan said: "Long time no see."

An Luo showed his face.

The atmosphere was rising. Fan Zhiyao dressed up and looked fancy. He found three opportunities to have a drink with Fangyuan, but every time he mentioned "work", he was "simply summed up in one word". He returned to his seat and stamped his feet, looking at Fangyuan's eyes with itching teeth. , I was about to drink too much.

Fangyuan found a moment to hold a lollipop in his mouth to slow down his drinking, while Gu Li smoked and chatted with him.

Chen Yi and Yang Yifan didn't know which plot in The Emperor's Uncle they were talking about, and they laughed miserably.

east…

Fangyuan noticed that Xiangdong was smiling reluctantly during the second half, so he poked Gu Li, raised his chin, and asked with a teasing smile: "You peeked at me three times in two minutes, and the boss still hasn't put it down?"

Gu Li blew out the smoke and was about to say something, but stopped talking and said, "There's something... 80%, 90% of it is impossible to let it go."

Oh?
Fangyuan's eyes drifted to Sister Xu, whose face had turned cherry-colored after drinking two bottles, and looked at Mu Laoshi, who had been distracted all night, not drinking a sip of wine and playing with his mobile phone the whole time.

Without looking carefully, he found that this girl had lost a lot of weight. She used to have an oval-shaped face, but now she has lost two circles, making her eyes look bigger. She used to be pretty, but now there is a hint of sadness between her eyebrows. It can be considered pathological.

"What's wrong?"

Gu Li took his cup and touched it with Fangyuan, and they each took a sip.

Gu Li said: "Originally, everyone thought that I was not a good man, but he is really not a man. He was bullied. Forget it, I drank tonight. Let's talk about it later."

Fangyuan didn't like to get involved in such "household affairs", so he didn't ask further.

Mu Xuanxuan lowered her head and sent out the same message edited for the thirty-sixth time today: Can we not break up?

At this time, a junior who came with the team came up to Fangyuan with a cup.

"Fang Yuan!"

Hearing a sound of surprise, Fang Yuan, who was leaning back on his chair to secretly admire some delicate flowers in the class, was startled and almost fell over.

"..."

The senior sister is not tall and has an average figure. She has a round face and slender eyes, but has good skin, but is a little strong. Her face is red at this time, showing the smell of alcohol. She looks a little nervous when Fang Yuan wants to talk but doesn't give up.

isn't it?
Don't you want to express your love?

Everyone looked over, even Mu Xuanxuan, who had her head lowered, was pulled over by the excited Xu Anran.

Gu Li quickly moved his chair back and turned sideways in a daze.

"What's the matter? Senior sister." Fang Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth and sat upright.

"Um..." The senior sister held the quilt in one hand and twisted the corner of the T-shirt with the other hand, and said seriously: "I heard many senior seniors say... that your media company is preparing to recruit on a large scale. I want to ask you, do you …Are there any junior interns available there?”

Fangyuan: "..."

--cut
--Depend on
--boring

——boring

Drink when you should, and chat when you should, but few people pay attention to it.

Fangyuan's heart dropped into his intestines. When he saw his senior sister standing there, he picked up the wine glass and touched it with others, and drank it all in one gulp.

The senior smiled warmly and drank too.

Fangyuan asked: "Senior, where did you hear about this?"

The senior sister said: "Many seniors and seniors in this major who have graduated or are about to graduate are saying that your FLY Group and Jiahe Media have jointly established a new media company and are preparing to recruit journalism majors in the market. He said the salary was very good. I...I...my family's conditions are not very good, but I want to stay in a big city. I used to want to take a postgraduate entrance examination, but then I learned that the cost of graduate school in this major is very high, so I thought I'd work first."

The smile on Fangyuan's face remained unchanged. While listening, he brought an empty chair behind him for the senior sister to sit down.

It's rare, it's really rare. In today's society, there are not many people who can openly admit that their family conditions are not good, especially young people, even fewer, and there are basically no young women.

Students majoring in photography can go to many places after graduation, including magazines, newspapers, TV stations, including media companies and advertising companies.

However, the decline of print media has only occurred in the past few years, and the number of jobs in newspapers has decreased. After a while, when the self-media era arrives and equipment is updated and iterated, the news industry will be able to provide even fewer professional positions.

College students have not been favored since the 1990s. A dozen years later, the employment rate once dropped to less than 60%.

Change is right around the corner.

The senior sister said it seriously, and Fangyuan also listened seriously.

"Going to some institutions within the system... I have no background connection, and the chance of becoming a regular employee after the internship period is too small. There are too few private companies recruiting journalists now... So, I want to ask you first if you are really planning to recruit."

Seeing that Fangyuan's face remained unchanged, the senior sister felt a little guilty and said hurriedly: "I have no other intentions, and I don't want to go through the back door just because I know you. I just think that I will go out for an internship soon after the start of next semester. If you are interested, I want to try the company. If not, I can make plans as soon as possible and go to the south or..."

Fangyuan then made the first move and nodded.

"It's a move, it's a move."

Senior sister: "..."

Fangyuan smiled and said: "Actually, several places in Yanjing, Xingcheng and Shanghai have begun to form teams, but large-scale recruitment has not yet been carried out. I am thinking about telling the dean about this after the semester starts. Our college is No. 1 in the country Yes, whether I am an intern or a regular employee, I hope to borrow some light from the college..."

When the senior sister heard this, she was very excited. It was well known to the whole country that FLY Group's good treatment was good. Just as she was listening to Fangyuan falling, she unexpectedly heard an exclamation from beside her.

"ah!"

When everyone looked, it was Xu Anran who was slightly drunk. She covered her mouth and looked up in disbelief at the TV hanging on the pergola, which was playing the Shanxi nine o'clock evening news.

[This afternoon, Taiyuan police in our province uncovered a heinous murder case...]

[The suspect, a black car driver named Du, brutally murdered his wife...]

[After close tracking, the police arrested him in the middle section of the national highway in the western suburbs of Taiyuan...]

[At that time, Du was talking to a college girl in the car who was going to Pingyao...]

Fangyuan glanced twice, feeling greatly surprised, and at the same time looked towards Xu Anran, who was also looking at him with bright eyes, mist and an indescribable expression in his eyes.

In the afternoon, my sister said, what a coincidence.

　Five thousand, hey.

Off-topic: For a long time, some book friends have been speculating about the ownership of the remaining two heroine character cards. I feel uncomfortable, but I can't say.

Just say one thing, say seventeen, seventeen.

Really, there are only seventeen in the text.

　
(End of this chapter)