"There is something." Luo Wenzhou people pushed the door and walked into the office with five or six people. Seeing that he was serious, everyone thought that something serious had happened. They put down their work in one go and looked up at him.

Luo Wenzhou calmly picked up his teacup and slowly shook his hand a dozen ticket-like things: "I knew you would be excited to tell this. There is a free group friendship event. It is 2:00 p.m. next Sunday afternoon, and the round-trip fare is reimbursed, and the opportunity is limited..."

Before Luo Wenzhou could finish his words, he had already buried him with overwhelming rolls of eyes.

The author has something to say: "What attitude? The organization is worried about the physical and mental health of you single dogs, so it organized it specially. I gave a few invitations to our team," Luo Wenzhou said with great style, "If anyone happened to be on duty that day and wanted to go, tell me in advance, I will serve you as a substitute. People with family can only sacrifice for you."

However, no one thanked Team Luo for his "selfless dedication". After hearing this, everyone wanted to rebel on the spot, beat the boss in the head into a ball, and kicked him out of the gate with one kick.

"I put the invitation letter in the water dispenser bucket. I will pick up the ones I want to go there. Don't join in the fun. If you don't have enough divisions later, everyone will be more humble to each other, and young people will consciously go backwards." Luo Wenzhou said, passing through Xiao Haiyang's desk, plucking the hair on the small glasses, looking at Xiao Haiyang meaningfully, clicking him, and saying, "You must seize the opportunity, young man."

Unfortunately, Xiao Haiyang could not understand his spirit through "eyes and eyes". He was stuffing bread into his mouth and studying old cases without hearing about the outside world. He was caught in Luo Wenzhou's claw for no reason, and his glasses hung crookedly on his bulging cheeks. Xiao Haiyang flapped his head and looked at Luo Wenzhou with an expressionless face, suspecting that he might be sick.

Young people are not interested in blind dates organized by old men. Lang Qiao was on night shift the night before. He just finished his work and yawned. She lazily packed her bags and prepared to get off work. She said while walking: "When I was in school, I was struggling with my early love and pursued the truth. I was delayed to become an ordinary adult. Now, okay, not only did I pass by the Nobel Prize, but I also have to go on blind dates because I have no partner. It's a pity, my friends! Whoever I love goes, I will go, anyway, I won't go."

Xiao Haiyang raised his head from the corner and silently glanced at her swaying back.

Luo Wenzhou: "That's called friendship, what kind of relationship do you have?"

Lang Qiao: "Friendship means to divide men and women into two tables, and put some orange, melon seeds and mineral water on the table. Everyone is in the same system, staring at each other and reporting on work awkwardly..."

"Who told you that they are all in the same system?" Luo Wenzhou's voice came from the inner office, interrupting her lyrics, "That was organized by the sponsor of the Taizu singing and dancing troupe of Director Lu's family. Lao Lu came out of his wife at the risk of kneeling on the washboard."

He said that the keen young men had already captured the three keywords of "singing and dancing troupe". Several people jumped up and grabbed the invitation letter: "The event is to watch the exhibition first, and there will be a drama in the evening... I'll go, and there will be a self-service dinner!"

Lang Qiao, who had already wandered to the door of the office, paused: "Self-buffet dinner?"

My colleagues reported a restaurant name: "Food food in various countries, unlimited luxury seafood, Italian handmade ice cream..."

Before Lang Qiao finished listening, he shouted out with a "scream": "I! I'll go!"

If the "princesses" from ancient times to the present are ranked, Princess Xiao Qiao can only make achievements in "greed".

Luo Wenzhou had a very toothache: "Lang Dayan, am I usually hungry for you? Look at your prospects!"

Lang Qiao was deeply inspired by Team Luo's true teachings, neither shameless nor shameless, and quickly pulled away an invitation letter. She replied briskly: "Father, I am not promising."

Her behavior of jumping into the line suddenly aroused dissatisfaction among the public: "How old are you little girl? Do you know the orderly nature of your age? You are lined up behind and handed over it!"

Lang Qiao threw the bag and showed his fist domineeringly: "Come on, have the ability to grab it!"

"Hey, don't be busy with internal strife, we have a spy."

"That brother, your son is two years old, so he's shameless!"

The invitation letter that had just been unanswered changed and suddenly became popular. Unmarried young people pushed and shoved, and jointly threw non-single people who were trying to eat and drink out of the team.

Xiao Haiyang seemed to be too quarrel to them, and looked up silently. Although he was no longer as thorny as he was when he first came, he was not very lively due to his temperament and still would not participate in this kind of daily fighting and cheering channel. Every time he came to such occasions, he became a person who watched, like a pot of independent green ivy, contemptuously contemptuous and messy.

At this time, Tao Ran suddenly came over and knocked on his desk. Then, without waiting for Xiao Haiyang to speak, he raised his index finger and "shhh" and sneakily handed an invitation letter from under the table. I don't know how he succeeded without anyone noticing under this situation.

Xiao Haiyang was stunned, and Tao Ran whispered to him: "Come into the village quietly, don't shoot someone - are you going?"

Xiao Haiyang's first reaction was to shake his head, and his head was shaken halfway. His eyes were chasing his mentally retarded colleagues who were running and fighting again, and fell to... Someone who was on duty for one-night shift and could easily knock down his senior brother, and his head was shaking seemed to be stuck.

Tao Ran asked with a smile: "Hmm?"

Xiao Haiyang pushed his glasses crampedly and buzzed like a mosquito: "...go."

Tao Ran patted the back of his head, hid his merit and Mingdi and turned back to his workstation: "What's so sorry about this?"

Just as he walked one meter away, the string in Xiao Haiyang's mind that was often half a beat slow finally caught up with the slap. He realized that this invitation seemed to be "asked" by Tao Ran to him secretly.

Xiao Haiyang rarely understood the matter once, and hurriedly said, "Partner Team Tao, why did you give it to me? Don't you want to go?"

Tao Ran: “…”

Xiao Haiyang, the young man, probably didn't know what the word "quiet" means. He made the whole office know it by broadcasting it, and everyone turned around and stared at Tao Ran.

I heard the honest Xiao Haiyang add again: "Or do you already have a girlfriend?"

Luo Wenzhou in the inner office choked out a mouthful of tea and wanted to give Xiao Haiyang a good call.

The time for this news to be exposed was really timely. Others didn't know, but Luo Wenzhou knew why Tao Ran was rarely off work last weekend night - he went with the girl to listen to the concert, and the ticket was obtained by Feidu people.

Due to the nature of "people are originally inferior", Luo Wenzhou wanted to advertise this exclusive gossip after learning about this, but he has not found a suitable position so far - how can he spread gossip while maintaining his own glorious temperament?

Luo Wenzhou thought about it for several days but didn't think about it. He was so heart-to-heart. Just when he felt that he was about to talk to him in his sleep, Comrade Xiao Haiyang was born.

"No, no..." Tao Ran's face became familiar at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the scene turned into a stuttering, "I, I'm not a girlfriend..."

Everyone was quiet for a moment under the trembling tongue of Deputy Team Tao, and a big coax broke out in a collective coax. Tao Ran was so embarrassed that he wanted to get into the keyboard slot, and waved his hands while dodging: "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, there is no sign of the horoscope."

Luo Wenzhou was afraid that the world would not be in chaos: "It doesn't matter if there is no stroke, just have a stroke."

After hearing this familiar stutter, Xiao Haiyang immediately remembered the girl who had been taking care of his ward for a long time when Tao Ran was hospitalized. He spoke with his eyebrows and said, "I understand, is it the one in the hospital?"

Luo Wenzhou said ambiguously: "No wonder I asked me to find 'that' for you."

Lang Qiao: "Which?"

Tao Ran: "Luo Wenzhou!"

Luo Wenzhou crossed his legs and watched Tao Ran leisurely being pressed on the table by a group of people.

At this moment, Lang Qiao's shocking crow said, "Once once I sent you flowers, right?"

Tao Ran was stunned: "Ah?"

"A big handful!" Lang Qiaobi said in a gesture, "There is also a small note that wrote a love poem, and the signature is 'fee'!"

Tao Ran, who was pressed on the desk: "..."

Luo Wenzhou, who was enjoying watching the show with relish: "..."

Lang Qiao sighed happily: "Oh, hey, hey, the surname is Fei, and he is always with Fei!"

It is said that "disease comes from the mouth, and disaster comes from the mouth". The tangible food and words often involve invisible disasters and bad luck. Lang Qiao's words laid the foundation for her breakfast in the second half of the year - the full banquet of coriander.

Mr. Fei, who was in conflict with Officer Lang’s eight characters, became the affected fish again.

As soon as Fei Du got home from get off work, he felt something was wrong. Luo Yiguo didn't look out to greet him. When Fei Du entered the house, it was on the shoe rack in the entrance hall, holding his tail silently. I wonder how these two masters communicated. Anyway, after Fei Du and Luo Yiguo looked at each other, they immediately keenly smelled the atmosphere wrong-his footsteps paused sharply, and quickly passed through his recent actions in his mind.

He left early and came back late at any time without omissions, did not participate in improper entertainment activities, spoke less and did more work, and firmly eliminated the "sex around" behavior defined by Luo Wenzhou, and did not even speed or run a red light. Could it be that he drank a bowl of wine during a business banquet at noon yesterday? It wasn't that when his car was restricted yesterday, he rubbed a girl's lipstick mark on the subway? Fei Du inexplicably checked himself from top to bottom - he was well-dressed and had no abnormalities.

Could that be...

Fei Du made a gesture of silence from Luo Yiguo, turned his hand and opened the unclosed door, tiptoed out, thinking about the excuse of working overtime.

Luo Yiguo tilted his head and said, "Meow?"

Fei Du: "…"

He felt that his friendship with this cat might have come to an end.

A hand suddenly reached out from the side, crossed Fei Du and pushed the door up.

Luo Wenzhou recited the flower delivery card written by someone in his own hand, prepared a lot of accounts that he had settled in the autumn, and asked in a long voice: "Mr. Fei, just came back, where are you going?"

Fei Du was shocked, then he patted the door and wrapped his waist without saying a word. Luo Wenzhou forced him to turn around and said with a smile: "What are you running?"

When Fei Du saw the story of the matter, he immediately admitted his mistake: "I was wrong."

Luo Wenzhou: "Where are you wrong?"

Fei Du had to explain in truth: "I was on duty the night before yesterday and played games until three o'clock in the middle of the night."

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

Wow, there are unexpected gains.

When Fei Du saw his expression, he knew that he had made a mistake in his explanation. He quickly changed his words: "I drank two taels of wine at noon yesterday - at most two taels, and there was no more."

Luo Wenzhou looked at him with a smile, his eyes as kind as a butcher watching the sheep waiting to be slaughtered, silently estimating where he was stabbing: "What else?"

Fei Du: "...I accidentally broke your teacup last week, not a cat."

Luo Yiguo licked his claws with a numb face, his body slapped.

Luo Wenzhou realized like never before that his family had two cats. There were more than one suspect in all the bad things. Fei Du felt that in this case, it was best to take the initiative to sell himself. So he decisively held Luo Wenzhou's hand and leaned over to kiss his nose and lips, lowering his voice with a smile: "I will pay you one."

Before Luo Wenzhou could react, he wanted to pay anything, Fei Du broke into his lips and tongue, wandering inside and outside. Luo Wenzhou's fingers suddenly tightened - before Fei Du took off, he gently licked the crack of his lips: "I'll moisten your throat."

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

This person's skill in seeking death is really professional!

Luo Wenzhou sighed, approached Fei Du's ear, and whispered something. Fei Du's face suddenly changed and he turned around to run, but was intercepted by Luo Wenzhou: "Did you copy it by word by word?"

Fei Du hurriedly said, "I copied all those I wrote for you, and the ones I wrote for you are original!"

His focus is "original", but the speaker and the listener are always misplaced. Luo Wenzhou's focus naturally falls on another word, and he narrows his eyes: "That, what?"

Fei Du: "…"

Luo Yiguo was watching with great care. He jumped down from the shoe cabinet and followed him. He was slapped outside the door and laid a cat cake with upright hind legs on the door. It was very unwilling to accept it because he felt that the blood debt had not been settled yet. For example, Luo Wenzhou's ripped sweater was clearly scratched by the zipper on Fei Du's sleeve. It was not that it was so idle that it was taken into the cat's nest and grabbed it, and there was also...

A "bang" sound came from the study, followed by the sound of the book falling to the ground. Luo Yiguo's ears moved, his beard shivered, and he was so scared that he walked against the wall.
Chapter completed!