She stood in the spring-filled garden, with a bow tied on her head, a white princess dress, and a pair of silver-white leather shoes on her feet. She whispered to a maple tree: "Autumn colors are continuous, waves are on the waves. Cold Yancui!”
At that time, he only remembered that it was from a poem "Su Muzhe" by Fan Zhongyan of the Song Dynasty. Looking at the girl, he felt that it was obviously a warm spring, but it seemed as if he saw a piece of autumn.
In front of me, it was like a covered with green cold smoke, a cloud of air.
"Ayan..."
Su Hanyan's low call interrupted his thoughts, and he responded softly: "Yes!"
"I want to advance the salary of 500,000 yuan, is it OK? I can write you an IOU, and you will deduct it from my salary every month." Afraid that he was hesitant, Su Hanyan couldn't wait to express his opinion, "I'm not the kind of person who refuses to pay back the debt. the person.”
Feng Yan smiled and did not answer her.
Five hundred thousand is really nothing to him. If he really wants to give it to her, he doesn't care if he doesn't pay it back.
"Five hundred thousand? Don't you pay back the interest?" He teased her, "How did you learn accounting? You borrow 500,000 and pay back 500,000, what about the interest?"
"Then do it with you once, you don't have to give me that much, just treat it as interest."
The man's brows frowned slightly and soon spread out again, but this time, he stopped at the door of the newspaper and stopped the car, and Feng Yan didn't say a word to her anymore.
Su Hanyan did not achieve her goal, and was a little excited and got out of the car with her bag. She was about to turn around and say hello to him and say goodbye. The car door was closed and the car drove out in an instant.
Why is this happening?
She was helpless and racked her brains and couldn't figure out what she said correctly. She went upstairs and found the supervisor. She first apologized for her lateness today, and then carefully said that she wanted to resign. idea.
"Oh! You just resign when you say you want to resign. Why? You climbed up to the high branch?" The supervisor held down the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a rare contempt appeared in his expression.
Su Hanyan looked up at the window behind the supervisor's desk and understood. The window was facing the newspaper door. When she got off Feng Yan's car, the supervisor must have happened to see it.
"No, supervisor, that's my friend, not what you think." She quickly explained that the supervisor was still very polite to her.
The supervisor raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I didn't say anything, why are you nervous? But Han Yan! You are a child with no scheming, I will tell you that those rich people will not be serious about anyone. Even if the immortals descend to earth, they cannot tie them up. You are a reporter. Do you still read less news? Even if you are young, it cannot be used as a springboard or capital for profit!"
The supervisor said earnestly, and Su Hanyan kept talking with his head down, yes yes yes yes yes...
Fortunately, the newspaper was not short of staff. After listening to the supervisor's lecture, she returned to her desk and wrote a resignation report and sent it to the supervisor's office.
After signing, stamping, and going to the finance department to settle the salary balance, Su Hanyan said goodbye to several colleagues he knew, and left the newspaper.
Crossing the road, she went to the hospital's inpatient building.
When I took the elevator upstairs, I passed by the nurse's station, the nurse stopped her.
"Miss Su, you're here just right. Go to the ward. Director Chen just went there. Didn't you say you wanted to ask him about your aunt's bone marrow transplant?"