Lin Qingyu didn't dare to go back to the room to sleep, who knows when the mother in the bathroom will wear it back to decades ago, or even directly back to her childhood, the era when she couldn't use a water heater. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoWhat should I do if something happens to me and I get scalded by hot water, or if I accidentally touch the electrical switch?

Finally, after his mother finished washing up and returned to the room to rest, Lin Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief and turned on the computer to read the information. While watching and thinking, I must find a way to earn money for my mother to go to the United States for medical treatment, this rhythm of wearing and walking is too difficult to keep up, and the hope of my mother's cure will become more and more slim if it drags on like this.

But how do you make a million?

The next morning, Lin Qingyu came to the company, and just put President Gu's day's schedule on his desk and returned to his desk, Gu Junzhi stepped on the door and entered on time at nine o'clock in the work time.

After saying hello to each other, Gu Junzhi entered his office, and then only told Lin Qingyu to soak Jin Junmei, and then there was no sound.

Lin Qingyu's heart gradually stabilized, and after it stabilized, his mood became clearer.

Looking around, although the secretary's office of 100 square meters is not large, the milky white wall, with light blue furniture, and a few but exquisite knick-knacks, has a warm feeling.

The sun shines on the pale blue wind chimes hanging from the eaves of the window, which are small charms made up of strings of crystals that reflect the color of the blue sky, crystal clear, pure but never dazzling...... Crystal is Lin Qingyu's favorite, and at this time, when he occasionally looked up in the gap between reading the information, he actually had a sense of quietness.

If it weren't for the fact that sometimes there would be a feeling of being watched inexplicably, Lin Qingyu really felt that such a time was not bad.

Gu Junzhi listened to the business report of the film and television branch indoors, because the president of the film and television company was participating in a large-scale film festival abroad, so the way of meeting was video conference.

Occasionally, he would look out of the glass wall for a while, and whenever he saw the girl raise her head and look out the window, squinting her eyes slightly, and letting the sunlight shine on her crystal small face, Gu Junzhi would unconsciously curl the corners of his lips, and his eyes became warm.

As soon as I raised my head occasionally, I could see her, and such a warm and happy feeling would swell up in my heart, Gu Junzhi thought of a word, called "the years are quiet".

That's nice......

On the other side of the computer screen, the general manager of the film and television company and several high-level personnel attending the meeting did not think so. Almost all of them invariably feel abnormal, today's President Gu has an abnormally good temper, not only did he not criticize them completely, he did not easily point out countless mistakes in their work, and even he didn't look at people with the kind of eyes that can kill people through the screen. What's even more unexpected is that he often smiles, and the most inexplicable thing is that he still laughs so charmingly and ripplingly, with the tenderness of a drunken person in his eyes......

"Don't you think something is wrong with the president today?" Finally, someone couldn't help it, wrote such a sentence in his notebook with a pen, and then gently touched the colleague next to him, looked at the computer in front of him, but his finger secretly pointed to the notebook.

"I also feel that the appearance has not changed, but I feel as if someone has been replaced on the inside." A colleague next to me wrote something like this in his notebook.

The person on the other side gently moved the notebook in front of him, looked ahead, and wrote on the paper with the pen in his hand: "It's not right, it's too wrong, I seriously doubt that something is wrong with our president." ”

The book was constantly passed around like a drum and a flower......