People in the courtyard: starting from the canteen director

He Daqing said, "In the world of emotions, there is no right or wrong."

"Missed is missed."

"If it doesn't fit, it doesn't fit."

Only fall back.

"It's like a pair of shoes, if the size doesn't fit you, it's uncomfortable to wear."

"It will hurt."

Where has Yu Li heard of this theory.

When will love and love be linked to wearing shoes?

Look at this old man, he's full of nonsense.

She had no choice but to say, "All right, all right, it's my fault."

"It's because I don't want to marry you."

"You're tired."

"You feel wronged."

"I had to settle for the next best thing, and I fell in love with Ding Qiunan."

He Daqing said, "Hey, yes, you finally figured it out."

"Isn't that the case?"

What else could Yuli say.

This is why we can't continue talking.

If we continue talking, she will be branded as a contemporary heartless woman, the female version of Chen Shimei.

Yu Li had no choice but to say, "Then what about what you promised me?"

He Daqing chuckled, "As usual."

"It's fine."

"It doesn't affect at all."

"As long as you don't say it, I won't say it."

"Who knows."

Yu Li had no choice but to hang up the phone.

She was speechless.

It's really not easy to get along with such a treacherous and slippery character.

The point is that Yu Li still wants to hang out in the rolling mill, and with the help of He Daqing, she wants to climb up the ladder.

Of course I dare not turn against him directly.

If it was a different person, she would have rushed up and slapped him a few times.

He Daqing smiled slightly when he heard the beeping sound coming from the microphone.

He estimated that next.

There would be other girls coming to him for it.

He also tried to use the same words to dismiss.

really.

When it was close to noon, He Daqing had eaten his lunch, hid in his office, blowing on a fan, and drawing

I heard someone knocking on the door.

Boom boom boom!

The sound is very light.

Look carefully.

He Daqing coughed twice and asked, "Who is it?"

Unexpectedly, it was Qiu Hong's voice that came from outside.

Qiu Hong said, "Brother, it's me."

"Can we have a chat?"

He Daqing said in his heart, isn't this coming?

He immediately went to open the door.

After Qiuhong came in, she looked left and right.

I found that there was no one else in the room, but there were the Four Treasures of the Study and a half-painted ink painting on the desk.

Of course Qiu Hong understood that He Daqing was a man of many talents.

Not only is she good at kung fu, but her level of painting is even far higher than that of her brother-in-law Xu Mofei.

She didn't speak, and leaned over to the table to take a look.

Hey, really well drawn.

It was a picture of eight horses.

Although it is only half painted, its standard is comparable to that of Master Beihong.

Qiu Hong sighed in admiration, "That's right, brother, your level is probably not inferior to the master."

He Daqing was also not modest, and said, "That is necessary."

"What's with you?"

Qiu Hong looked at him and said, "I have to congratulate you."

"I heard you are married."

When talking, Qiu Hong seemed a little happy and a little excited.

There is a rush out of the sea of ​​suffering.

It was like a caged bird that had been trapped for a long time and finally found a chance to escape.

When He Daqing saw her, he knew how little she was thinking.

Qiu Hong just thought that if He Daqing married his wife, he would stop messing around and had to restrain himself.

Then Qiuhong doesn't have to worry about those shitty things.

He Daqing said with a smirk, "Really? It seems that you are very happy."

"Happiness is what it should be O"

"After all, it is a happy event."

"However, the matter between us is another matter."

"It doesn't matter if I marry my brother or not."

Hearing this, Qiu Hong's face changed wildly.

Good guy!Why is this old dog so shameless?

They are all married people, why don't you restrain yourself a bit?

Qiu Hong hurriedly said, "No, I heard that you have registered with Ding Qiunan."

"She has already lived in your house."

"Everyone in the yard has seen it, how can there be fakes?"

He Daqing continued to smirk, "Oh, that's right."

"Has anyone seen the marriage certificate?"

"Didn't see it."

"If you don't see it, you don't have it."

"Of course, it will be a matter of time."

"Xiao Nan, I will give her a title."

Qiu Hong was stunned.

Is this a horse operation?

The two co-authors haven't received their certificates yet.

She was not stupid, and immediately figured out why.

If Ding Qiunan wanted to live in He's house openly and aboveboard, he would have to declare to the outside world that he was already married.

As for whether the two of them went through the formalities in private, that's another matter.

Anyway, she also felt that this matter came too hastily.

It's a bit sudden.

He Daqing was taking into account the opinions of others, so he pretended that he had obtained the certificate.

Anyway, he is the leader of the factory, and it's too late for him to fawn on him, so how dare he offend him.

It is even more impossible to reach out and ask him for his documents to see.

In an instant, Qiu Hong thought clearly about this matter.

She stared inwardly.

not good!Things are going to go wrong!

I'm afraid this surname He still won't let her go.

Although she has already entered the factory, she has become a regular worker in the rolling mill.

And became a propaganda officer in the propaganda department.

Although the salary is slightly lower than that in the Peking Opera Troupe before.

But at any rate relatively stable.

And you don't have to be on stage all day long.

You don't need to practice every day to hang your throat or something.

Therefore, Qiuhong is quite satisfied with this job.

She had no ambitions at all.

Have a stable and decent job.

It is almost enough to raise the three children left by my sister.

As for whether she could climb up, she didn't dare to think about it.

Because she knows that she does not have leadership skills.

For the business of the rolling mill, he also has a dark eye, so he is a complete layman.

Since this is the case, then just repay He Daqing for bringing her into the factory.

Qiuhong thought so.

She smiled wryly, "So that's what happened."

"Then I may have misunderstood."

"do not worry."

"I won't tell people."

He Daqing chuckled and closed the door.

Qiu Hong was taken aback.

What does this old bastard want to do?