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 I went to the back of the car and took a bottle of water, handed it to Miss Pan De, and sat down beside it.
 She is really good at controlling it in every measure. When we were sitting in the back of the bus and chatting just now, Miss Pan De gave me a very different feeling from this moment. I don't know if she was intentional or unintentional, maybe it was me who was intentional, or it was my guilty conscience. Yimin got the ball into the bunker and changed clubs to the side of the car. At the moment, he was very focused and seemed to be considering strategy. His skills are average, and Kevin seems to be determined to win the game. Xu Xin was talking to us not far away. I was the closest to Miss Pan De, but I felt the farthest.
 I can't even sit still at the moment. In retrospect, the first time I had a car with the big boss, I was so nervous today. I was afraid of saying a wrong word or taking a wrong step on the road, so I wished to strictly manage the breathing rate. At that time, I was still sitting in the co-pilot. I didn't have to face the pressure of my immediate boss. The nervousness was overcome several times, but fortunately, no work mistakes were made.
 Capital smashes the bones and **** the marrow, but capitalists are just human beings.
 I calmed down for a while and said, "Will you work on weekends?"
 Her subordinates are all nearby, and the topic can't be chosen too personally.
 "Rarely." She unscrewed the water bottle. "Starting from the project manager, it will be busier on weekends. You have a flexible working system, right?"
 I nodded: "But most employees will arrive at the company before 9:30. If you want to work from home temporarily, it is an advantage not to submit an application."
 "Working from home will be a trend."
 "Then no overtime pay will also become a trend." I looked back at her with a smile, "A partner like you has to work from nine o'clock in the East Eighth District to nine o'clock in the West Eighth District."
 She seemed to have seriously imagined the scene, frowned slightly, and looked up at me: "You said my throat broke first, or my heart?"
 "Your liver." I said, "By then, a good partner will have 20 or 30 livers in the abdominal cavity."
 She laughed: "What?"
 I looked at her and thought that there was no way to explain it. I just said: "It depends on who is going to bear the stress of restless sleep."
 "I have an idea." She said suddenly, "First of all, immigrate to an eternal planet somewhere outside the earth..."
 "Then turn sunflowers into labor?"
 She raised her eyebrows: "Your method is better."
 I folded my arms and deliberately leaned back: "Yes, now I start to thank God, I don't have the talent to be an entrepreneur."
 "So you love the world?" She leaned her arm on the armrest and looked at me with the back of her hand.
 "Oh! Please, no," I quickly denied, "I am an atheist."
 She didn't speak at first, just sat down again and looked forward. At this time we intend to drive forward. Miss Pan De still didn't look at me, but quietly said: "It's a coincidence."
 I turned my head, she still looked into the distance, her long hair concealed the looming earrings.
 It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon after the ball was played. I didn't plan to have dinner with them, and it was rare for Kevin to decline the invitation, but after a second thought, I guessed that he was going to talk to me. I didn’t ventilate with him. I just stood aside and said to Miss Pan De, "What do you think? We can go eat that Malay food together, if you are free tomorrow."
 "I am willing, Yao." I realized she was going to reject me, "but tomorrow I need to deal with something, shall we go back next time?"
 She ended up using the phrase "I would love to get an extension ticket." At this moment, a guest was discussing the issue of ticket extension on rainy days with people from the stadium club. I joked: "The extension ticket of this stadium is only valid for one month."
 Today is the 29th, the last day of February.
 "How about this," she looked at me suddenly, "are you free next?"
 We ended up eating Italian food.
 The sweaty guys left by themselves, and Miss Pande and I took a taxi to Newton. I didn’t expect both of us to go to this store. I was hesitant to eat noodles. After all, the food may not look good, but their spaghetti with green sauce is the number one in Singapore in my mind, and they are all regular customers. She will forgive me.
 "I tried not to say anything, but I still can't help it," I looked at her while waiting for the meal, "Are you only as amazing as Saturday, or do you do it every day?"
 She was wearing a Saxon blue pencil striped shirt with the second button buttoned down. Just looking at the shoulder line, she knew it was a good linen. This blue really matched her, and made people fall into her eyes unconsciously.
 Her eyes flashed brightly, and she said, "Are you so good only in front of me, or are you so good in front of everyone?"
 "Is this also a fabric made in India? I only know that Indian cotton fabrics are very famous." I avoided answering.
 Maybe because the subordinate is not there, she looks a little more lazy than usual. I suddenly remembered the first time I saw her on the sixteenth floor. Miss Pande shook her head and said, "This is BairdMcNutt."
 It is a member of the Irish Linen Association. In other words, this is an Irish linen shirt.
 "A wise choice." I said. Nothing is more comfortable this day than a breathable, non-sticky linen shirt.
 She blinked: "The same words for you."
 "My piece is ready-to-wear. I bought French puffs from Muji." I said, "Now that their pricing strategy has been adjusted, they can no longer buy such a shirt. It's a pity."
 "You seem to really care about fabrics." She moved closer, "Tell me why."
 Is she interested in this topic? I couldn’t make up my mind, so I simply said, “It’s very simple. I care more about the clothes themselves than the brand or some marketing concept. It’s the word “clothes” made up of “fabric” and nothing else. ."
 She did not comment on what I said, but just responded: “The glorious era of fabric dealers will never come back. Ready-to-wear brands have replaced textile factories and are familiar to consumers. Even the audience of zero-cut fabrics is becoming more and more popular today. Talk about the tailor-made suit shop, the Tokyo tailor who came back from Italy, rather than a specific fabric. This is more obvious for Asian suit customers."
 "But the textile brand is undoubtedly stronger." I actually wanted to say that they made a lot more money than before, but that was too vulgar. "In the past, people only bought clothes once a year. Since the advent of fashion, the consumption rate of clothing has been greatly reduced. The floor has improved, and people have more and more things in their closets. And shopping websites are also contributing to the flames. In the case of Greater China, because of the existence of orange software, some fashionable young people receive packages every week or even every day."
 "You're right." She looked at the napkin, "Fabric has become an element of the designer's hand. Some people will say that it is the basis of clothing, I feel that it is no different from design language or pricing strategy."
 "From another point of view, cutting is really important." I saw that she was not interested, so I said, "For example, the shoulder line of your shirt... Is it possible for you to reveal a little? I promise not to talk to anyone. Say. Who is your tailor?"
 She turned her head to conceal her smile and said, "It's nothing special. I wore this shirt for the first time. Any linen will get wrinkled after washing many times, and Irish linen is no exception. You can say that this is the characteristic of linen. "
 I raised my eyebrows. Her figure must be maintained very well.
 At this time, the side dish cat ears ordered by Miss Pan De came up. She invited me to have a meal again-when ordering, she said we could share it together. I thought she was polite at the time and refused very tactfully-she looked really sincere and I didn't want to be unfriendly, so just take it The spoon scooped a piece. I really didn't expect that she would be willing to eat the same dish as me. Not to mention that we are just a working partner. The boss and I are already very close. He has never agreed to eat a Chinese meal with me. I know this may be a habit of Indians, just like we northerners rarely use public chopsticks.
 She really doesn't seem to mind. Seeing that I tasted it, she immediately asked: "How is it?"
 "Very good." I said, because she looked very expectant, I couldn't bear to tell the truth. I added: "But this is not the best cat ear noodles I have ever eaten. There is a small restaurant opened by Italian immigrants in Somerville, which later moved to downtown Boston. Their cat ears...I went to MIT I ate it once in my second year and I will never forget it. That’s why I have never tasted this cat ear noodle."
 "I know the store you are talking about. I went there in my first year of university, and then I went too frequently on weekends for a while, and ended up weighing four pounds." She put her face in one hand and was lost in memory, "But their pizza …"
 "Oh. Forget about it!" I looked at her and smiled.
 "I thought it had been a long time ago." When the staple food came up, she suddenly said, "I was talking about college. But when we talked about it, I found that the memory is very clear, just like those streets and food It was the same in my life yesterday."
 "Some people are just the opposite of you." I tried to roll pasta like an adult. "When you start a full-time job, time really flies. Some people think that the days of being a student are like yesterday. He still remembers what he bought for the first year-end bonus-he has been working for ten years."
 "Why do you use a fork like a child?" she said.
 "Well, I was noticed by you." I was taken aback, joking, "You can understand that this is the appearance of my childlike innocence."
 "Is that so?"
 "That's it."
 She smiled faintly: "Which one are you?"
 "what?"
 "The topic just now. Do you think campus life was just yesterday?"
 After lunch, we all seemed to feel a little bit unfinished.
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 Li Yao, a heartless woman, knows that she is a lone star, she has overcome all obstacles and became an executive at the headquarters of a multinational company. 
 A bad woman came to the company that day.
 Bad women are all over the country, and they don’t have good intentions at first glance.
 In order to keep his position, Li Yao was forced to become a double agent.
 Li Yao: “Don’t fuck up, I am a straight daughter, you are also a straight daughter, I won’t be tempted.”
 Miss Pan De: “We have met. You forgot.”
 Powerful CP, ruthless and exquisite lone ranger×Thinking about everything there are big beauties
 Old Pan: “I will break through every door and give you a lot of love.”
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 Content Tag: Strong Strong Exotic Romance Workplace Industry Elite 
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Li Yao, Sonia Pande Supporting role: Others: Singapore 
 One-sentence introduction: masters fought each other, fisted to the flesh 
 Purpose: The history of Asian women’s struggle to make their careers overseas. If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.
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 It’s not easy to mix flowers, it’s fun to sneak around,
 Women are charming and charming, flowers are burning with desire,
 I am a good man, I hope that God will reward my diligent work,
 Don’t give up the struggle, but you can go down every day.
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 Wow, the host is invincible as soon as the lottery draws, so awesome, what do you want to say about the host? What to say, let’s play the world first.
 The host is coming soon, your brother is a rebirth. Is it a rebirth? Let’s talk about it first.
 The host is so boring, do you want to go to other planes to play? No hurry, wait for me to dig a few holes.
 Host, you even pit your sister. Kekeke, this is an accident.
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 Sanxian: also known as Xiaoyaoxian, who likes to travel in the world and is not controlled. Won a game of chess from the Antarctic fairy, and from then on opened the status of “Heavenly Sanxian”!
 Wandering around, mixed into the fourth younger brother of the Tang Seng Master-Apprentice Group? Motorcycles are sold at sky-high prices, and you can choose any magic tricks!
 The wine is specially supplied to Guanghan Palace, can Chang’e dance for me? Hehe, how good are the loose immortals in the happy world, I’m not happy to let me soar!
 It’s up to me to save the world and beauties!
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 “Magic is to the left, technology is to the right.” Cheng Yuan was dumbfounded when he saw two doors suddenly appearing in front of him, with two completely different breaths.
 As a good young man in the new century, Cheng Yuan walked toward the left door without hesitation.
 “Sorry, your intelligence is good, please choose again …” So, the despised Cheng Yuan could only grit his teeth, with tears, and walked to the right … Since then, Huaxia has a genius, one comparable to Einstein Super genius
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 Many years later, when faced with the rejuvenation of spiritual energy, Da Neng people will always think of the days when they studied at Kunlun University. 
 This university does not teach arts, science, technology or business, but only offers majors such as body tempering, alchemy, and swordsmanship. 
 Morning exercises are vomiting, lectures are preaching, the teacher in the class may have just finished a thousand-year retreat, and the canteen aunt who serves meals may be the great demon who converted to the mountains and forests. 
 The first rule of the school: It is forbidden to freely study the sword in the school area 
 School Regulations Article 2: It is forbidden to summon demon spirits without permission 
 Article 3 of the school rules: Please report to your tutor in time when you approach the robbery 
 … 
 Article 100 of the school rules: Don’t ask who the principal is 
 Weize: I’m just an ordinary university president, the kind who teaches immortality 
 The book is also known as “Bind with a university for cultivating immortals, and students will become stronger through cultivation”, “Ordinary teaching people to cultivate immortals, and suddenly found that the spiritual energy has revived”, “The power of the world is my student” 
 The above three book titles can be combined into one.
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 If one day, there is an extra innocent, pure and lovely, tender and considerate around you, “big chest” has no ambition, loves to do housework, not only treats you as her everything, but more terrible is that you can “do whatever you want” What kind of interesting things will happen in your life when you are cute little girl?
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 After the high school student Mu Fei was dumped, he had no intention of picking up a little loli maid from the future. At the same time, he got the information of super technology three hundred years later.
 Let’s see how Mu Fei fought against his enemies during talks and laughs, sat with various beauties in his arms, galloped in shopping malls, crossed campuses, and walked out of a completely different way of life.
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 Don’t play with your phone while charging! Don’t play with your phone while charging! Don’t play with your phone while charging-tell the important things three times! 
 Bei Xiuzhi’s personal experience, this is how he was electrocuted. It’s just that after his death, he inexplicably occupied the body of a Japanese high school student, so… he plans to study hard, enter a prestigious school, and set a high starting point for this life. 
 It is a pity that ideals are beautiful, but reality is skinny. It is really difficult to study quietly… 
 The grumpy and vengeful enemy of life, the lovely sweet but resentful girl next door, and the always childish super idiot squeezed into his life in confusion. 
 When he looked back, he realized that things were out of control.
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 From the 2015 Chinese mobile game programmer Song Dawei who walked through the appendage and drowned American young writer Andy Smith in 2006, now that you are reborn, enjoy your life.
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 Li Hao: What? Someone escaped? Huh? Why is there an exclamation mark on that bounty notice? 
 [Click on this reward notice to get the location information of the prisoner~] 
 Li Hao: There is an exclamation mark on this scratch music? 
 【Scratch this card, you will get a grand prize, don’t miss it~】 
 Li Hao: There is actually a question mark on this box of pills? 
 [This is a box of life-saving pills, which can save the life of an old man. The host can pick up the quest and go to a fixed location… There will be unexpected surprises~ Do you want to receive the quest? Yes! no! 】 
 Li Hao: Can you still get the quest? Eh…that person also has an exclamation mark? Huh? This dog actually has a hint~ 
 [Ding Dong, congratulations to the host, completing the task, rewarding a set of villas worth tens of millions…] 
 [Ding Dong, congratulations to the host, completing the task, rewarding a Bugatti Veyron…]
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 【Two-Way Running】+【Pure Love】+【Super Sweet】+【Quality Assurance】 
 “I’m so sorry! You…how do you want me to compensate you?” 
 Reborn back to the third year of high school, Gu Ran gave up the carefully planned skiing confession, but turned around and was shoveled out by a beautiful girl, who also rushed into his life again. 
 “Gu Ran, I’m so hungry, but I didn’t bring any money…” 
 “Gu Ran, I forgot to bring my keys, can I stay at your house for one night?” 
 “Gu Ran, can I be your girlfriend?” 
 Just when the lonely white tulip slowly took root in his heart and occupied all the space, Gu Ran suddenly found out. 
 This poor little thing that he bullied turned out to be the daughter of a chaebol? 
 And she is so good at skiing, and she is not afraid of the dark at all… 
 Wait! 
 It turns out that high-end hunters really appear in the form of prey!
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 Reborn as a willow tree! ! 
 Before Yu Ziyu could adapt to this familiar and unfamiliar environment, he had caught up with the great era of spiritual qi recovery. 
 Resurrection of spiritual energy, rise of all things… 
 The fierce beast roared, shaking the mountains and rivers, and the strong man was about to split the world. 
 However, at this time, a willow tree rose from the ground, covering the sky and the sun. 
 It can evolve infinitely, and the fruits it bears endow others with strange supernatural powers, and the aura it emits nourishes a beast. 
 There are three generals of the elements above, the sky, and nine divine beasts below, lying dormant on the ground. 
 …… 
 Some people call me ‘the tree of the world – Uktrahir’ and sing praises day and night. 
 Some people call me ‘Tongtian Jianmu’, holding up a sky. 
 Of course, more people call me a ‘sacred tree’, a ‘curse tree’, a ‘devil tree’… I don’t know how many, but they all maintain a heart of awe.
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 After breaking up 99 times, Lin Feng traveled through and came to the love apartment.
 Not only did he become the landlord of the love apartment, he also brought a Love Saint system with him.
 Not only did he have to write novels, make movies, open albums, and appear on shows, but also in Las Vegas.
 Want me to be the king of gambling? The magic castle wants me, a magician, to be the castle owner? I’m sorry, I’m not free, the ‘Crossing the Love Pass’ task released by the Love Saint system has not yet been completed! Love Saint is me, I am Lin Feng!
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