Chapter 4: Wu Xiaoye

In the sunset, this beautiful woman with long black hair, long eyelashes, and slightly curled small lips has a unique charm that can't be said.
When the golden glow fell on the girl's slightly pale face, Zhao Lingjun felt that his spirit was a little trance.
Zhao Lingjun can pack tickets. Before this, he had never seen such a touching girl.
This girl not only has the goose egg face that Zhao Lingjun has always liked, but the girl's quiet temperament and slightly pale face make it easy for people to have an urge to take her in her arms and take good care of her.
Zhao Lingjun knew that the girl's name was Wu Xiaoye.
Zhao Lingjun knew the girl's name at the cost of a pack of cigarettes.

"Brother, ask you something." Zhao Lingjun remembered this morning when he asked the girl's name.
"Oh, no problem, a pack of cigarettes will do."
"No, you didn't ask me any questions. You asked me for a pack of cigarettes?" Zhao Lingjun felt that the kind-hearted handyman in front of him looked like a butcher who killed no blood.
"Aren't you just asking about the girl?" The kind-faced handyman smiled.
"How do you know." Zhao Lingjun was startled, thinking it was too weird. "Are you fortune telling?"
"I'm not a fortune teller, it's just that every new employee in the company is the first to ask about the girl." The kind-hearted handyman smiled, "But you're looking for the right person this time . My name is Bao Longxing, nickname Bao asked. There is nothing in the whole building that I do n’t know. "

Wu Xiaoye is indeed a very special girl.
It is said that Wu Xiaoye never used any cosmetics and did not eat any food that put MSG. But she likes fragrant coffee. It is said that she likes to use silverware. And every month, Wu Xiaoye always asks for several days off, and does not know what she did in those days.
It is said that Wu Xiaoye is a graduate student from a foreign university, but when she asked about her major, she always kept silent. The position of Wu Xiaoye in the company is a financial assistant, and no one would think that the unit is very quiet in peacetime, and there is not much talk about Wu Xiaoye. The main job is to get debt. And even more surprising, Wu Xiaoye went out of the horse and rarely had a record of failure.
But Wu Xiaoye had a more peculiar characteristic, that is, when she went to ask for debts, it was all up to her.
Perhaps it is precisely because Wu Xiaoye's work performance is very good, so in peacetime, even if Wu Xiaoye spends most of his time drinking coffee, reading books and newspapers, no one is in charge of her.

"Hello." Zhao Lingjun very warmly greeted Wu Xiaoye on the balcony next door. For this girl, Zhao Lingjun is full of goodwill.
"Hello." Wu Xiaoye was also surprised to see Zhao Lingjun appearing on the balcony. "Are you new to the company this morning? Just live next to me?"
"Yeah, hehe." Zhao Lingjun said with a smile. "Wu Xiaoye, my name is Zhao Lingjun. Please come to work in the future, please take care of me."
"Hehe." Wu Xiaoye fluttered and smiled, his long eyelashes shaking. "How do you know my name is Wu Xiaoye?"
"This is a secret." Zhao Lingjun smiled. "If you tell me, what are you looking at here. I will tell you how I know your name."
"Hehe." After Wu Xiaoye smiled, he looked at Zhao Lingjun quietly for a while. Just when Zhao Lingjun felt the atmosphere was a bit dull, Wu Xiaoye said with a smile. "Bao Longxing told you."
"How do you know." Zhao Lingjun was taken aback.
"Guess." Wu Xiaoye smiled.
"It's a good guess." Zhao Lingjun said, "Can you tell me, what are you looking at now?"
"You guessed it too," Wu Xiaoye said.
Zhao Lingjun looked at it, saw the setting sun reflecting the countless glow of the sky, saw the desolate wasteland outside the community, and also saw someone in the community riding an electric car and approaching his building.
"Are you watching the sunset?" Zhao Lingjun said with a smile. "I don't think you are watching that electric bike rider."
"Oh. You guessed wrong." Wu Xiaoye said. "I'm just looking at the weather."
"Look at the weather?" Zhao Lingjun was very strange.
"Yes, the weather forecast shows that the sky will be good weather." Wu Xiaoye looked at Zhao Lingjun and said. "But I always think it will rain tomorrow. So I'm thinking about whether to leave the clothes outside."
"Is it going to rain tomorrow?" Zhao Lingjun looked at the sunset, looked at the sky without clouds, and couldn't help laughing. "The weather forecast is not wrong now. The weather is so good, it should not rain tomorrow."
"Oh, maybe, but I have decided to leave the clothes in the room." Wu Xiaoye smiled and waved Bai Shengsheng's little hand at Zhao Lingjun, "I'm in the house, see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow." On that night, while dreaming, Zhao Lingjun kept dreaming that Wu Xiaoye waved Bai Shengsheng's little hand and said to himself. "See you tomorrow."
When Zhao Lingjun was confused, he seemed to know that he was dreaming, but Zhao Lingjun wanted to keep doing this. But the next morning, Zhao Lingjun was awakened by a whistling sound.
Open the curtain and take a look. Zhao Lingjun was stupid.
It was raining outside the window, and it was a lot of rain.

At his entrance to the corridor, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Zhao Lingjun lingered for a long time. When he was in college, Zhao Lingjun never brought any rain gear. If it rained during the class, Zhao Lingjun rushed in a rush, and then rushed to the dormitory to take a shower and change clothes. What's more, buying an umbrella in a university is not as quick as throwing an umbrella.
But now, Zhao Lingjun looked at the heavy rain outside the corridor, but was a bit helpless. Although the road from the community to the public station is not far away, but with such rain, if you rush to the public station, it will only become a ruin.
"To you." Just when Zhao Lingjun was anxious, Zhao Lingjun heard the footsteps behind him. As soon as he looked back, Zhao Lingjun saw Wu Xiaoye handing over an umbrella. Zhao Lingjun felt huge happiness coming.
"Thank you." When Zhao Lingjun recovered from the happy petrified state, Zhao Lingjun found that Wu Xiaoye had carried a black, rusty, golden patterned umbrella and went out a long way. "How do you know that I don't have an umbrella."
"You're welcome." Wu Xiaoye's voice came from afar. "My guess."
(Now the word count is a bit low, and the update is a bit slow, but everyone can warm up first, and when they start to rush the list, the update will be awkward.)