Don’t be a licking dog when you are reborn.

Chapter 102 Why would someone yell and show off my mouth?

One minute ago, I just had an impulsive body, but my soul was rational and mature.

1 minute later, is there a sane man in this world? Haha, I don’t believe it.

Ji Feng held the phone and licked his lips.

【have a look. 】

I didn't have to wait long, the warmth on the other side should have already prepared the picture.

【picture. 】

The picture shows a pair of slender, moist and well-proportioned legs. The whole leg is straight, the white, tender and round calves are like autumn lotus roots, and the toes are like crisp and tender lotus root buds.

Ji Feng stared at it for a long time. Although it was not the first time, this feeling...

He suddenly understood why there were people yelling every day on the Internet in his previous life.

Dazzle my mouth!

Ji Feng's reaction at that time was that everything would only harm you.

But now...

It seems that it is not impossible.

The warmth on the other side of the screen was a little nervous and a little shy.

She had wanted to do this for a long time, but her previous mobile phone didn't work and she couldn't find a suitable opportunity.

It would be best if Ji Feng likes it. If she doesn't like it, then she can think of another way...

But now that Wen Nuan saw Ji Feng didn't reply for a long time, the tension in his heart became more intense.

[Is it not good-looking? 】

[Why does it take so long to type? 】

[If you don’t like it, I won’t post it in the future. 】

As soon as Nuan Nuan finished sending the message, Ji Feng's words came through.

【like. 】

As if he felt that this sentence was not powerful enough, Ji Feng replied again.

[It looks good, I like it very much. I like it very much. 】

After receiving this affirmative reply, Wen Nuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, laughed innocently.

nice! You love it.

Today is a really happy day for Nuan Nuan.

But she also wanted to be greedier.

[Can you say something like what you said to Mu Wanqiu? 】

Ji Feng in front of the screen frowned slightly.

The kind of thing you said to Mu Wanqiu? He usually rejected Mu Wanqiu, but Ji Feng couldn't understand it for a while.

What words?

After Nuan Nuan sent the message, I felt a little beat in my heart.

Is this request a bit excessive?
Can Ji Feng only say that kind of thing to people who can talk? For example, Mu Wanqiu?

Looking at [typing...] in the monsoon chat box

She even started to have random thoughts, wondering if Ji Feng was angry.

Just in time, the phone rang.

[Good night is a very romantic and gentle word, and the little bits of sleepiness and all the beauty melt into the moonlight.

With the stardust and my good night, I stayed up in the dream.

I don’t know why I want to say good night to you, probably because I want you to be in my dreams.

It's best to wear black stockings! 】

Wen Nuan covered his mouth.

Right, right, this is it.

Mu Wanqiu likes the fresh and romantic style, but she also likes it very much.

But what does this last sentence mean?
Nuan Nuan hesitated.

[Why wear black stockings? 】

【1: Concealer.

2: Modify the leg lines and make it easy to match with clothes.

3: Prevent varicose veins. 】

Looking at the three effects of the monsoon, Nuan Nuan fell into deep thought again.

[But wearing black stockings will make your feet smell. 】

[Stockings can weaken the intensity of the sun's rays on your legs, which is better and safer than sunscreen.

Moreover, the weather is getting colder. If a girl’s legs are too cold, her body will automatically accumulate fat in her legs. Wearing black stockings can prevent her legs from getting thicker.

In addition, people have differences in identifying colors. Black will have a concave feeling, so the legs will be noticeably thinner. 】

Nuan Nuan was a little surprised when he saw the news. It was all scientific truth!

[However, wearing black stockings will make your feet smell. 】

[Actually, the cause of foot odor is bacteria breaking down the proteins and oils in your sweat.

You only need to disinfect your shoes and feet with alcohol or iodophor before wearing stockings and shoes every time.

You can wear your shoes again without smelling bad for at least a day. 】

warmth:……

It feels like what Ji Feng talks about is all about knowledge and practical information, and there really isn’t any personal information at all!
Go out and search [Why do boys like black stockings? 】

The most common answer: [Luxury].

Nuan Nuan was silent for a moment and looked at the second answer:
[Boys who like black stockings are a sign of high IQ. Some studies have found that men who like black stockings generally have higher IQs, and more than 74% of them are highly educated. The higher the education level, the more gentlemen there are. 】

Seeing this, Nuan Nuan nodded with satisfaction.

[Okay then, good night. 】

Putting away the phone, Nuanbanban lay beside the bed and quickly fell asleep.

Seeing Nuan Nuan say good night, Ji Feng also lay down and closed his eyes.

……

The next day, the military training matter was over and everything in the school was back on track.

Normal class and study.

Some people are busy, and some people are already showing off.

Ji Feng would sit at the back every time he had a big class, so he saw this very clearly.

However, it may take some time to distinguish the capable ones from these people.

Ji Feng and Nuan Nuan were each busy with their own affairs and hadn't dated together for a few days. At most, they only had a meal in the cafeteria at noon.

In the past few days, Nuan Nuan has recruited a secretary who is an assistant and has some HR experience in accordance with Ji Feng's requirements.

My name is Zhao Lan.

Every day when there is no class, Nuan Nuan will learn various career-related knowledge from Zhao Lan.

According to Ji Feng's intention, the purpose of letting Wen Nuan recruit Zhao Lan was to get rid of her.

In the process of warm learning, you need to hide your clumsiness.

Hiding clumsiness is not clumsy, it is to allow Zhao Lan to show more and to learn better and faster for warmth.

When Wen Nuan felt that he couldn't learn anything from Zhao Lan, it was time to turn her away.

Study and work are intertwined.

The daily schedule for the two of them is quite stressful, and the company is also very busy.

Tomorrow is Saturday the 29th, and Nuan Nuan will take Zhao Lan to the company to conduct a recruitment process that has been accumulated for several days.

The interviewers are basically college students.

Some are from Shanghai University of Finance and Economics, and some are from other nearby universities.

Ji Feng hasn't met Zhao Lan yet, but from the warm tone, Zhao Lan is a bit too harsh and harsh.

It doesn't feel like very easy to get along with.

Ji Feng said it didn't matter, since he was just a handyman in the company now.

On Saturday, Monsoon went to the company early in the morning.

First burn incense and worship the gods, and then start doing odd jobs.

Although Dou Ding and the others were hired as part-time workers to handle sanitation, the company's sanitation status could only be described as acceptable. We are recruiting today, so it is best to keep the company as clean as possible.

I was busy until noon.

Ji Feng ordered a rice bowl, got a bottle of iced black tea, and put Huangshan Bao on hand, a three-piece suit for migrant workers.

He did not sit in a warm office, but at the small desk he had set up for himself.

Well, looking at it this way, he looks more like a handyman.

However, Ji Feng felt that when the boss was not dealing with decision-making issues, he was just doing odd jobs, and there was nothing wrong with that.

Today I ate eggplant with minced meat.

The donburi in the old business district can only be said to be full of oil and salt.

Dark, spicy, salty.

Ji Feng's scalp felt a little numb after eating it. The meal was so spicy that he kept screaming.

Just after dinner and cleaning the trash.

A woman in her early 30s, wearing gray business attire, walked in.

The moment she stepped into the company, Ji Feng knew that this person was Zhao Lan.

Zhao Lan's face was painted in a business suit that was not too thick, and it was unclear whether her face was mean or cold.

For a moment, Ji Feng actually started to think about whether Nuan Nuan would be misled by studying with such a person.

When Ji Feng saw her, Zhao Lan was also examining Ji Feng.

Ji Feng stood up quickly and asked, pretending not to recognize him:
"Who are you looking for? Mr. Wen won't be here right now."

Zhao Lan raised her eyes and showed a professional smile:
"Didn't Mr. Wen inform you about today's events before?"

"Notice? Are you talking about the recruitment this afternoon?"

Before Zhao Lan could answer, Ji Feng suddenly stretched out his head and asked the building staff who were passing by the door to do sanitation:

"Hey, aunt, don't touch the pile of scraps at the door. I'll go back and ask them if they want anything else."

Zhao Lan did not interrupt Ji Feng's move. She walked to the sofa in the president's office:
"Then let me wait here for a while."

"Okay lady."

As soon as Ji Feng nodded, two people walked in at the door, a courier and a security guard.

Ji Feng quickly waved to the courier:
"Oh, express delivery, just leave it here with me."

Then he looked at the security guard on the side:

"What's wrong brother?"

"In the atrium on the third floor, you have to pay the property fee."

"Okay brother, I'll go over and hand it over right away."

Zhao Lan smiled when he saw this, and had already made a rough judgment on Ji Feng's identity. Administrative?

Her relatively passable professionalism prevented her from showing any disdain, but it was almost there.

She took a look at the company's situation.

Dou Ding and the others were all busy, and apart from the sound of typing on the keyboard, there were only occasional whispers in the entire office.

Zhao Lan took a look at their work content and couldn't understand it.

But it didn't feel like a joke, nor did it look like the leather bag company she had guessed.

The future at your fingertips?

Do these young people really have a future?
She felt that Nuan Nuan was joking about money.

Anyway, the company is here, so she just needs to pay her salary, and she doesn't bother to care about much else.

As for the sense of belonging to the company?
Haha, she only has a sense of belonging for money.

Thinking about it, wearing a red dress and carrying a red leather bag, a slightly sharp warmth has walked in.

Dou Ding and the others were slightly startled when they saw such warmth:
"Mr. Wen is good."

Nuan Nuan nodded in response, and then walked straight into his office.

Zhao Lan stood up and nodded:

"Boss Wen."

"Well, let's get ready."

The monsoon also happens to return at this time.

He was also stunned when he saw the warmth in a red suit.

My girlfriend is so pretty!

He took out the professional title list from the drawer, handed it to Nuan Nuan, and then said seriously:

"Mr. Wen is good."

Nuan Nuan raised his eyes and glanced at Ji Feng, then at Zhao Lan beside him.

The smart autistic girl instantly understood that Ji Feng had not told Zhao Lan her identity.

She pursed her lips, suppressed her laughter, and nodded slowly.

"You can also come when the recruitment is done later."

"Me?" Ji Feng pointed at himself.

"Yeah." Wen Nuan nodded and glanced at Zhao Lan.

Zhao Lan shrugged and said he was fine.

The time soon arrived at 1 o'clock, and the interviewer who had previously made an appointment online had arrived.

Because the business salary promised by the company is not bad.

Although the commission system is used, if the work is less than 8000, the salary will be based on 8000.

This means that the minimum salary is 8000.

Except for the programmer position, this price is already very attractive for other departments.

There are 44 resumes in total.

The appointment time is from 1 o'clock.

But at 12:45, the first applicant arrived.

Judging by his face, he is a man about 30 years old and wearing a hat.

According to the previous agreement, the person in charge of the application was Zhao Lan.

Wen Nuan needs to learn the recruitment process, question content, rhythm, positions, salary budget, etc.

None of this could be understood by looking up information. She needed to learn, so she stared at Zhao Lan carefully.

Zhao Lan was sitting at the desk, and the applicant was opposite. Ji Feng was kind enough to pour a glass of water for them both.

"Thank you."

Zhao Lan looked at the other party's resume and asked straight to the point:

"Lu Quan, 22 years old, Department of Computer Science, Shanghai University, what is your position?"

"programmer."

"You wrote that you worked as an intern for a senior year for one year, but how come your work experience says two years?"

Ji Feng, who was originally in low spirits, immediately sat up straight after hearing this.

This person is 22 years old?
Good, good looking.

Lu Quan's eyes were a little dazed. He looked around first, and then focused on Zhao Lan.

"Working overtime."

Zhao Lan:? ?

Ji Feng: Good!

Zhao Lan felt that there was something unusual about Lu Quan in front of her. She seemed to believe this man even if he said he was 30 years old.

The ID number is 22, is it real or fake?
"Well, Lu Quan, your professionalism and experience are in line with our company's requirements.

But I also want to know what more specific abilities you have, or do you have any special professional abilities? "

Lu Quan's blank eyes narrowed slightly.

Think for a moment.

He slowly reached out and took off his hat.

He revealed that he was only 22 years old and already had very few hairs left.

"Does being able to work overtime count?"

(End of this chapter)