Because Zhong’s mother couldn’t help but smile and ran downstairs to give it away!

So men still need to be capable.

This is how the old employees of Dongfeng Shipyard educate their children, and finally there has been a little change.

Dad Zhong was a little dazed with the car keys and cell phones, standing by the railing and watching the figures below go away.

The more troublesome thing is that Mama Zhong must take a taxi outside.

No matter how much Zhong Mingxia persuaded her, she couldn't go back.

Neighbors who have good things have to go out for a midnight snack.

The main thing is to accompany Zhong’s mother to start routinely asking how much you can earn in a month and what is the situation of your parents at home.

Zhong Mingxia basically answered with Wan Changsheng, and she seemed to have thought about it: "His parents are both middle school teachers, not from the local urban area of ​​Jiangzhou. It doesn't matter how much they earn. Now it's popular in the city... Don't worry, this is the case, those photos are not real, don't take it to your heart..."

Now even Zhong Mingxia knew that she didn't have to touch the car key to show off. A man like Wan Changsheng showed off without the car key.

After finally calling the car, the two of them had to hide the taxi and let the taxi go back in a big circle and follow the basically dark and dull stairs.

Without holding hands, I turned on the flashlight of the cell phone to shine.

Zhong Mingxia was silent throughout the whole process, and it was obvious that she was very familiar with these paths.

Wan Changsheng doesn’t speak. On the deserted path in winter, except for the mossy mountain and wild breath, there is occasionally a bit of a woman’s fragrance.

After returning to the car, Zhong Mingxia quietly looked back at the path.

Wan Changsheng was in the car before she jumped onto the co-pilot quickly and fastened her seat belt, holding the cloth bag in her arms with both hands, but still didn't say anything.

It was not until after ten o'clock that Wan Changsheng sent her back to the apartment dormitory of the Cultural and Creative Park. She thanked her when she got off the bus: "I will buy the house tomorrow. Today I made up my mind that I will never return to that lifeless place again. Do you think I can learn to improve myself?"

Wan Changsheng thought: "If you discuss with Du Wen, she understands better... Yes, if you ask Aunt Xu more about buying a house, she is quite smart when asked to accompany you."

Zhong Mingxia said yes and said thank you again seriously. She stood there and waved her hand, watched the off-road vehicle turn around and then slowly went upstairs with her cloth bag in her arms.

Wan Changsheng parked his car to the training school office and began to think about the scene he saw today.

The friends who work overtime here often move away, and the entire office area is full of ten thousand immortality, and it is even a bit scary.

But Wan Changsheng sat in front of the big platform and thought for a long time.

The changes of the times and the tear of time are a big proposition. What kind of way to express it is the center of the concept that the sculptor needs to conceive.

He was not in a hurry and was not under pressure to force himself to make any work.

After class the next day, I went to the new office area of ​​Damei Society and could still sit at the table and think.

This is a completely different feeling.

Natural light penetrated through the frosted glass around the bamboo roof, allowing the old white-blooded Eight Immortals Table to exude the breath of time.

The blue and white porcelain pot containing daffodils is more classical, but it is a brand new product.

These are all elements of artistic contrast.

Wanxiansheng seems to have thoughts.

The friends of other big beauty clubs were making trouble, dividing areas in and out, discussing the installation of access control systems, and various departments also had to follow the rules. After all, there were more and more computers and equipment, so how to ensure effective use and safety.

Someone is asking, and Huang Min also went to Han Xiaomin to ask how to manage this situation.

The secretary-general who is about to graduate still needs to have more experience. After visiting the beautiful new venue, Wan Changsheng talked to her about the art trading market he had planned for, and mentioned that this performance would be taken to the Jiangzhou Education Department to take the initiative to lead.

Han Xiaomin really understood in seconds: "We should balance this relationship. After all, Shumei belongs to Jiangzhou. Learning from the experience of art going to the countryside this time, I think you should designate a capable person to take charge. I recommend Chen Cheng, a junior, to remember? Last year's football jersey chest advertisement was completed..."

Wan Changsheng also understood immediately: "Remember, I also need to use the student union people?"

Han Xiaomin nodded: "You also need to balance your relationship with the college. If you are the president of the Student Union and do such a beneficial job, you will be limited to your small circle from the beginning. This gives people a bad impression. Even if your original intention is because your people are good at driving movement, you still have to hand over the leading person to the Student Union."

Wansheng will follow good deeds as if it were: "Okay!"

Han Xiaomin sighed: "It's so smooth to do things with you, not stubborn or do whatever you want. The most important thing is that as long as you are fair, it's easy to grasp the general direction. I really don't know what I will do in the future when facing different work situations."

Wan Changsheng smiled: "Come back and see it often."

Han Xiaomin made a gratified expression: "I feel like I'm going home. If I don't mind these days, I'll come here to work and cultivate my relationship with everyone. I will need more support from Damei Society in the future."

Wan Changsheng should have gone to pick Huanhuan up in the afternoon.

But at around four o'clock, he heard that Xu Chaohui was back. He quickly called and he was able to connect: "Yes, I... just returned to the community and met Zhong Mingxia..."

The voice is a little weak, but as long as you can come back, it proves that you have passed the most dangerous gates of hell.

After hanging up the phone, Wan Changsheng immediately went over, and Han Xiaomin followed.

As a result, when I arrived downstairs of the community, I actually met dozens of friends gathered here, and came over in groups of three or three to visit Lao Xu, but I didn't know if it was appropriate.

Wan Changsheng thought: "He was afraid of bacterial infection at this time. In this way, we went to the upstairs and told him not to move at the door. We were flowing to show him..."

Everyone quickly said yes.

As a result, Amyra also ran back, but it was still led by Zhong Mingxia.

After several batches, she took the elevator up and squeezed the corridor into a full circle. Zhong Mingxia was still a little out of place and secretly pointed to Wan Changsheng. From her unconcealable joy, she could guess that she might have really bought the house.

Han Xiaomin took her together.

Xu Chaohui, who opened the door, suddenly scared everyone.

Wan Changsheng and the others were a little mentally prepared when they went to the hospital last time, but the others basically felt that they saw a skeleton!

It was a thinner piece of thinner than last time I was in the hospital. The wind could blow away the thinness, and my clothes could crush people.

Xu Chaohui, who was supported by Xu's mother, looked at his dark partner in the corridor and wanted to let everyone in. Everyone hurriedly said, "I just miss you, come and see, and I won't disturb you to rest..."

"If you have any need to call us, there are dozens of people in the teaching area below at any time, which is very convenient!"

Wan Changsheng also said this: "Amyra has been in the dormitory these days. You can get better and get better slowly. When he comes back to live, don't rush to go to school to work and class."

Xu Chaohui smiled slowly and nodded and said yes, but it was streamlined but very powerful.

Only Zhong Mingxia looked inside curiously at the door.

After going downstairs, I sighed to Wan Changsheng: "Wow, it's so beautiful! Whose house is that? Did you rent it? My house is too far away. How can it be so beautiful?"

Han Xiaomin must also understand Zhong Mingxia’s long-cherished wish: “Have you bought it?”

Zhong Mingxia happily held her and explained in a low voice.

Han Xiaomin had a very controllable decision: "Let's go! Let's take a look together, that's so easy!"

Wan Changsheng quickly signaled the time on his phone: "I have to pick up Huanhuan, weekends, weekends..."

Zhong Mingxia hurriedly: "At noon, I went to my sister-in-law to have dinner and told me what happened yesterday. I thanked me from beginning to end. Happy weekend!"

Wan Changsheng nodded, led Amyra to follow the friends and left.

Han Xiaomin dialed his hair behind his ear: "Is there anything happened yesterday?"

Zhong Mingxia understates: "It was just about Pingjing and that star. I had a lot of photos of me posted online, and they were all fake. I was very anxious when my family saw it. Didn't I sign an agreement with Brother Wan, so I asked him to go back and explain it to me. I have to explain this kind of thing clearly to my sister-in-law? Here, I am a small room with one bedroom and one living room."

Han Xiaomin thought: "You have decided to buy a house here to live. Do you... like him?"

Zhong Mingxia also thought about it: "Everyone likes Mercedes-Benz and BMW luxury cars at the auto show. Not everyone can own them, but it doesn't prevent you from having sex at every auto show. What if you can meet your own Mercedes-Benz and BMW, in short, you will not have a bad vision and will not just leave any car keys on your waist. You think it's amazing."

When she said this, she showed a smile in her eyes, but she couldn't tell at all the expression on her face.

Professional level means good control.

Han Xiaomin laughed out loud: "Zhong Zhong, you will always be your own principles."

Zhong Mingxia was modest: "I don't have much knowledge, so I just think about it. Brother Wan is a good person. Don't make things difficult for him. Being able to do things with you is a blessing. You don't know how content I am."

Han Xiaomin only hesitated and nodded: "That's true. In the past few years you have been working outside, the scenes you have seen are much crueler than the reality we see in college, especially a young, beautiful and independent girl like you, who has no background, is like a three-year-old child walking on the street with jade in her arms. Everyone will look at you greedily. It is indeed our luck to meet such a truly kind friend."

Zhong Mingxia, "So if there are too many, I don't need to talk to him. I will follow my sister-in-law in the future and don't let her be too careful."

Han Xiaomin was silent and walked into a messy second-hand house: "Their method for the house just now is very simple, just paste wallpaper, lay the floor, and repack the previous ones... Sometimes it is easier to think about it, and it is really easier to get happiness. I will help you. I don't know if I have studied art for so many years. Is this the only professional case I have practiced."
Chapter completed!