Chapter 20 Training Encounter

I hurriedly took a few instant noodles and lay down on the bed to sleep in a daze

I love you, love you, just like a mouse loves rice (this is the ringtone I set on my phone)

I secretly fucked, who is calling my phone? I don’t know when

I angrily grabbed the cell phone at the head of the bed and saw that my good friend, good friend, good friend, the good friend, was called by my queen.

Hello, Sister Xing

In order to achieve the purpose of pressing the queen to the bed, I first tampered with the name

No longer called her Director Li, but Sister Xing. Of course, this is called that only when she is not guarding outsiders, and it seems more intimate.

Unexpectedly, I called her Sister Xing, and made her happier than calling her Director Li

Haha, Xiao Lu, have you eaten?

After eating, I thought: I really care about me

Xiao Lu, that's it. There is a training in the conference room on the sixth floor of the superiors at 2 pm. You go

After sleeping at noon, you go directly from home to participate in the training. You don’t have to come to the unit again in the afternoon. You just take the opportunity to rest.

Oh my mother, my queen is still feeling sorry for me

I said gratefully in my heart and said: Thank you Sister Xing!

She smiled gently on the other end of the phone and hung up the phone. The beautiful girl in my heart slept beautifully.

After taking a nap, I saw that I had already 10:50, and I was very anxious

Several rabbits and falcons fell downstairs and ran away

After arriving at the place, I was still late. I received the training materials at the door and came to the last row in shame and found a side seat to sit down.

At this time, the entire conference room was almost full of people

There was a bald middle-aged man talking on the rostrum, talking about how to pay attention to this training and how to listen to the class carefully.

What leader should be from TM when listening to this tone?

Next to this guy was a very pretty little woman wearing glasses. It seemed that she should be the one who taught the lecture.

MD, when I see such a bald head, I want to start scolding

When I was in school, I heard from my brothers that bald men, especially bald middle-aged men, were even more bald middle-aged men, and even more so, that bald middle-aged men had a job, and they were basically bugs that were too English. Could this be such a bug?

The more I look at him, the more I feel uncomfortable

This bald bug mother-in-law has been talking for a long time. Isn’t it just an opening remark?

As for being so fucked by bad people?

I'm sleepy when I hear it

I don’t know how long he had been nagging, but then B’s mouth closed (the speech was finally over)

I immediately cheer up and prepare to listen to the beautiful woman's lecture.

Then the pretty woman started to give a lecture. Her voice was very nice and she spoke in the voice of the orioles, but I really couldn't listen to what she said. She was talking about something purely about business, which was boring and boring.

Just when I was drowsy, I heard the unique body fragrance of the woman on the left.

Turning his head and looking, there was a woman with long hair shawl sitting close to my left

MD, why didn't you notice that there was such a woman around you just now, almost missed it

She was listening carefully and remembering it in her notebook from time to time

I want to see what her face looks like, but I can't see it, and I'm blocked by my long fluttering hair.

When I lower my head to take notes, I can only see the tip of her nose when I look up to listen to the class.

From time to time, she used her hands to gather her long hair like a waterfall. As soon as she gathered it, a smell of body came.

I tried several times and wanted to see her face, but I couldn't see it. I leaned forward hard, but I still couldn't see it.

MD, if I saw her long hair, it would be very human, but at this time it became a stumbling block for me to appreciate her, and I suddenly felt that her long hair was not so cute