Hidden marriage: husband, be secretive

But he won't say he won't. instead, he naturally records a demerit, "I'll use the computer. Don't worry, I'll finish the task."

"Uncle Yan." Qin Yu was still very pleased, and then left.

Father Yan looks at the file on the desk and opens it.

Some silly eyes, which is not only dense text, text he can also slowly type, but there are many forms, there are some special symbols.

Such documents, for him, really can't be typed out.

What about this one?

Father Yan is a little embarrassed, but he can't say, what if he is fired by assistant Qin or Nianzhi?

When Qin Yu went to report to Xu Nianzhi, he mentioned this matter.

"Sister Xu, I give uncle Yan a document and need to type it out. Is that ok?" She asked tentatively.

Because looking at that uncle Yan was very special, she didn't know how special she was. She didn't know how sister Xu wanted her to treat uncle Yan.

Is it just to let him stay in that position and do nothing?

Or should we follow the way of ordinary employees?

Xu Nianzhi thinks that Yan's father has a headache. In recent days, his father's familiarity with computers has really not yet begun.

Everything has to be relearned.

Now working in the office, the computer is the most basic.

"Take a look at the situation first. You don't have to give him too much work. He just needs to be in the company and doesn't disturb you." This is the minimum requirement.

I don't want Father Yan to really adapt to the work here. I just hope he doesn't feel suitable, and then he chooses to leave the company.

In this way, she and Xiufan will not find it difficult to do.

Yan dad is still very persistent, anyway, now even if it is to encounter more difficulties, he did not want to leave.

Simply, at the weekend, when I didn't go to work, I went to a computer training class directly, and there were some other classes. The course was full.

Of course, he is still struggling with what to do with that document.

After work in the afternoon, his document has not yet been completed, maybe only one paragraph of the text has been typed out, and the rest has not yet started to move.

He thinks it's very good. He can type more than 100 words with the computer, which is definitely progress.

You know, he can only use his mobile phone to write and send text messages, and now he can type. It's sure that he can boast among his peers for a long time.

Of course, he is not the kind of person who will boast about himself, but silently praise himself in his heart.

Typing with a computer was his first day at work. He saw that there was a computer in front of everyone in the office. It seemed that the computer was standard and indispensable for his work.

When I came home at night, I asked Meng Siyu to give him a simple lesson.

The most basic will be some.

For example, power on, power off, but also browse the web news, because this in their entertainment company is a must.

If you can't browse the news, how can you get the latest gossip?

Meng Siyu also taught a little bit about typing in word documents, but he didn't teach anything else, because Uncle Yan couldn't remember it for a while.

Take the documents back at night, and Yan's father directly finds Yan Xiuming who comes home from work.

"Xiuming, I have something to do. You can help me see how to do it later. I won't do it." Very direct request.

Yan Xiuming did not refuse, a promise, "well, after dinner we study to see."

The father and son decided happily.

At dinner time, after dinner, Yan's father couldn't wait, so he directly pulled Yan Xiuming into his study.

Yan Xiuming, who is still cultivating feelings with his daughter, can only put down xiaodoudou.

Doudou children are a little curious, "Mom, what's wrong with my grandfather? Where are you going with my father? Are you going to play? Why don't you bring Doudou?" There is a feeling of being abandoned.

That small face has some grievances, is she not good?

Meng Siyu knows that Doudou has been sensitive since childhood, which may be due to his body.

They are very weak, shy and introverted, so they always take good care of Doudou.

Life should be absolutely regular, and diet should be healthy and nutritious.

After years of growth and conditioning, it looks much better now.

Holding her daughter, "Dad and grandfather are busy with work, so they are not playing. If Dad plays, why don't we bring Doudou with us? Doudou is so cute. Dad and grandfather love Doudou so much."

When Doudou heard this, she felt relieved because of her work, not because she didn't love her.

"Oh, dad and grandfather have to work, so Doudou won't disturb them."

She now knows what work is.

Work is to make money, to make money to buy them food and food.

Just like she has to finish the homework assigned by the kindergarten teacher, every weekend's homework is not the same, it has to be finished.

Don't disturb dad to finish his homework.

"We Doudou are the best. Mom will take you for a walk. Maybe we can meet Nianzhi's aunt and conch's younger brother."

"Well, I want to read the aunt, also like conch brother."

Xiaodoudou was immediately attracted by other things.

The two father and son in the study, father Yan, took out the document, "Xiuming, this document needs to be typed in a text version, you teach me how to type it."

Yan Xiuming took the document and looked at it without any expression.

"I'll just fight for you." Very simple dry mouth, very neat appearance, very president style.

But father Yan didn't want such a result.

"No, Xiuming, you don't understand me. I want you to teach me how to fight, not to help me fight. If you help me fight this time, it's impossible for me to ask you to come and help me fight every time. Is it you or I?"

Yan Xiuming took a look at him and was silent for a moment. Then he said, "well, I'll teach you. You sit down and you won't ask me."

Father Yan sat in front of the computer. "I can't do anything."

"..." sighed in his heart, his own father, to be patient, "you open the document first."

"Oh, oh, I will." Yan's father will still find the document and open it, "do I want to start typing now?"

"Well, you fight. I'll watch."

"Oh, good." Father Yan began to type very slowly. Every time he typed a Pinyin, he had to look at the keyboard.

When he typed Pinyin, he had to spell every word again, because he knew how to read those words, but he had forgotten how to spell them.

Now it's all over again, so it's too slow.

Yan Xiuming seems to be very patient. He just sits there and looks at it. He doesn't rush or say much.

"Xiuming, this is going to be divided into paragraphs. How do you want to divide it?"