She decided last night that she couldn't keep this panda.
Who would have thought that on the first train ride today, I would see that shameless guy when I opened the front door.
"Hey, what a coincidence. I was thinking about going to the bus station to recharge the bus card today, and I ran into you again." Zhao Ting said with the bus card in his hand.
Zhao Jiarui couldn't help but roll her eyes. It sounded like a childish excuse, but there was still a smile on her lips.
There was no work or school at this time, and there were not many people in the car. She asked, "Are you leaving? If so, hurry up and get in the car."
"We have to go, we can't wait any longer." Zhao Tingmai strode onto the bus.
There was no one else around, and the car started to start again. Zhao Jiarui skillfully stepped on the clutch and put it into gear.
The bus's half-meter-long gear handle seemed to be glued to her hand, and she could hit it wherever she pointed. It was very smooth.
Zhao Ting saw that there was no one on the seat next to the front door, so he moved his buttocks and sat on it, just in time.
He said: "Why didn't you go to work yesterday? I thought about taking your car to the station to pay for the bus pass, but before I could see you, I went back again."
"..." Zhao Jiarui said nothing, letting hundreds of crows bombard her head, and the croaking noise was endless. She just looked ahead.
After Zhao Ting saw it, he said: "You can just drive. Listen to what I say and let's chat for a while."
Is this called chatting? This is called one-sided complaint. Zhao Jiarui thought that if she didn't drive, she would find a hammer and smash him to pieces.
"Jia Rui, our surname is Zhao. Do you think it's possible that we were a family five hundred years ago?"
"Have you ever considered acknowledging your ancestors and returning to the clan now? I still have someone missing from my family list."
Zhao Jiarui couldn't complain anymore, how thick-skinned this person was.
Zhao Ting ignored you and continued to nag: "I drank too much the night before yesterday. I thought I could forget you, but who knew I wouldn't? I wanted to see you yesterday. What do you think I should do?"
"You really don't have a boyfriend, why don't you consider me? I'm a nice person, I'm down-to-earth and hard-working, and I'm also a good money-maker..."
Zhao Jiarui was annoyed. Why did he keep talking more and more out of tune? She looked forward and scolded him: "Can you shut up? I'm still driving. Why don't you get out of the car."
"That's right, young man, you're not in such a hurry if you want to chase a girl. You have to take your time." The aunt who was carrying a small bag next to her couldn't stand it and felt sorry for Zhao Jiarui.
She said: "You have to be patient!"
Zhao Ting was happy and turned to look at the old lady: "Auntie, you're right, I'm anxious, but there's nothing I can do about it. Look how beautiful she is. If I hadn't taken action earlier, someone else might have snatched her away.
I have been single for more than 20 years, and there will be no place to cry when the time comes."
The pitiful way he spoke really gained some sympathy.
The old lady saw that he was very talkative and even started chatting with him.
"Who says it's not true? How handsome my daughter is. She drives a bus and it's a state-owned enterprise. The salary and benefits are pretty good..." the old lady started to talk.
She may not have understood that buses are also contracted, but who would be free to correct this?
There were stops and starts along the way, and there were people getting on and off the train, but the carriage was never full, so Zhao Ting didn't have to worry about giving up his seat.
The car pulled into the station, but Zhao Ting was a little disappointed. It was too fast, and he didn't feel anything yet.
Zhao Jiarui breathed a sigh of relief, finally being able to send this shameless bastard away.
But she obviously underestimated Zhao Ting's determination. Just as she was about to take a mop to mop the floor of the carriage, she heard him shout again: "Jia Rui, what time are you leaving? I'll recharge the bus card and then take your car back."
"..."
"Also, just leave the rough work of mopping the floor to me. It won't be good if your hands are calloused. From now on, I will do the mopping at home, don't worry!" Zhao Ting said.
He grabbed the mop in two steps and started mopping the floor from the back row forward.
Zhao Jiarui: "..."
She didn't say what time she would leave, but she underestimated Zhao Ting. He just waited beside the car driven by Zhao Jiarui for twenty minutes, and then sat in the seat closest to the driver's seat in the front row while Zhao Jiarui was stunned.
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He also handed the banana he just bought to Zhao Jiarui and said, "I just ran to the fruit shop at the door to buy it. It's not easy for you to run all the way. Eat a banana."
Zhao Jiarui was stunned for a while, and finally reached out to take the banana. Before the departure time, she asked: "Don't you go to work?"
"You said you were waiting there yesterday, you were taking the bus there the day before yesterday, and you're waiting there again today. What do you do? Your boss won't give you so much leave, right?" Zhao Jiarui asked him.
"Hey, do it yourself!" Zhao Ting said.
His goddess finally answered him directly, and it was not in vain for him to nag all the way and waste so much spit, and said: "After I graduated from junior college in the first two years, I went to the factory in Jincheng to work as a machine tool for two years. I didn't make any money.
It just so happens that my sister and cousin are both here, so I also came to Qicheng, and now I am doing the downstream process for my cousin, so I can do it myself."
"You can do it yourself so you don't have to keep an eye on me? Be careful that your business is cheated by others." Zhao Jiarui 'cursed' him.
Zhao Ting laughed loudly: "If they can trick me, that's their skill, but I'm afraid there is no such person in Qicheng."
This self-confidence radiated from the very core, which was so strong that it also made Zhao Jiarui feel a little dazed.
"You don't need to come tomorrow, just take care of your business." Zhao Jiarui said.
Zhao Ting shook his head: "I have already thought about it. I will be busy for half a day every morning and wait for you at the station in the afternoon. I won't disturb you. Let's take a look at your overall performance."
When he got here, he took out the bus card he was lying about and said, "I just charged 1,000 yuan. It's a waste to keep it in there. You have to let me swipe it out."
"o(╥﹏╥)o" Zhao Jiarui wanted to cry, why did he meet such a rogue.
The more I talk about him, the more excited he gets!
"Do as you like!" Zhao Jiarui was too lazy to say.
She was also vaguely happy, but she couldn't tell where this feeling came from.
When it was time, Zhao Jiarui turned the key again and started the bus, stepped on the clutch and put it into gear. The No. 126 bus slowly left the bus station with Zhao Ting alone.
…
"This mini workshop is well done, and the floor treatment is also in place." Xia Zekai and Lu Huan came to the mini workshop to look around. He looked at every corner carefully, and finally asked: "Lao Lu, have you tried it?
Is the equipment ready? It’s no problem.”
Lu Chen quickly said: "Boss, the equipment is very good. I also found a third party to check it. Don't worry."
"Okay, if that's the case, let's sign for it!" Xia Zekai set the tone with one sentence.
"Boss, let's go eat first," Lu Chen said.
The two of them walked towards the restaurant.
"How is the production recently? Is there no problem?" Xia Zekai asked him.
Lu Chen said 'hmm': "Every aspect of the company is very good, there are no big problems. However, the more channel customers we develop, and the more direct-operated chain stores we open in the future, the output will definitely not be able to keep up.
Yes, this needs to be considered in advance.”
"Let's do this. Let's call production, sales and planning Sun Yanjun tomorrow, hold a meeting together, and come up with a comprehensive production plan." Xia Zekai said: "It won't work to do this one thing and one thing here."
"Okay, I'll tell them later." Lu Chen responded.
…
In the market value agency kindergarten, the educational facilities this semester are much better than in the first half of the year. Some of the old and worn ones have been directly eliminated and replaced with new ones.
In the Morning Star class, teacher Kaixin held a picture book in her hand to teach the children.
She held watercolor pens of various colors in her other hand and asked, "Children, have you prepared your notebooks and pens?"
"Ready!" the children said in a milky voice, speaking one word at a time.
The girl in the middle row, Tongtong, sat together with Amy, who had just come to school.
It's a bit crowded, but they are sisters and they can't be separated.
The three little guys sat down around the rectangular table. When the teacher shouted, the three of them nodded accordingly.
"Kids, let me paint next, and let's trace the colors together."
"Dangdang"
Teacher Kaixin walked to the front and looked at the small whiteboard, attracting the attention of all the children. She said: "Children, you must look carefully. What color is the original painting on the left hand side? Use your own watercolor pen on the right hand side.
The same position in the sketch on the other side is painted with the same color, do you understand?"
"Teacher, I understand!" Another word-by-word response showed the cuteness of the children.
"Okay, Teacher Kaixin is drawing with the children. If you don't understand anything, you can raise your hand and ask me." Teacher Kaixin took a board clip from the front and clamped the picture book on it. He held the board clip with one hand and held the other hand.
One hand begins to paint.
Most children like to write and draw. They write messily and doodle randomly, but they enjoy the process.
But there are also some who don't like it, such as Tongtong.
The biggest difference between her and her sister's picture books is that there is very little coloring outside the sketch lines in her sister's picture book, and the overall look is straight.
But Tongtong often just uses his brush and ink to play freely as soon as he gets started.
With a wave of her little arm, her stroke penetrated the desk under the picture book.
This was the first time Amy got this picture book, but she had learned it before. Looking at the pink color on the original picture on the left, she also picked a pink pen and habitually started coloring around the edges of the sketch lines.
, and then slowly apply it in. This technique is the same as that of the girl.
Teacher Kaixin was worried that Amy wouldn't be able to adapt because it was her first day here. When she saw that she had started coloring, she paid special attention to her.
When she saw the result, she found that the painting was pretty good, and she was very happy.
"Amy, your painting is great!" She praised.
As a child, what you look forward to most is to be praised by adults!
This thing is the cheapest, but for growing children, it is the most precious thing, which can increase their confidence in doing things!
Before you know it, the whole morning of laughing and playing has disappeared. It’s time for the children to eat and take a nap.
Teacher Kaixin breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the children's peaceful little faces, she felt happy in her heart. She felt that as long as there were no mistakes, this job was actually quite good.
