hurry time, love slowly

Chapter 22 May we all get rich and be loved, good luck always

Finally, when it came time to draw the lottery, Gao Jun filled the office with the lottery boxes and asked everyone to draw numbers.

The people who got the numbers came to the Christmas tree to exchange gifts with Yan Ruolan, Zhang Qiao and Mo Xiaobei, and the scene was very lively.

Everyone went back to their workstations to open the gift boxes, and Mo Xiaobei ran around to see who got his carefully prepared gifts...

"What is this!" Supply chain buyer Qian Xiaoxiao said, holding a piece of white ceramics the size of an ashtray and a piece of wood in his hand, "This gift is too perfunctory. Do you have 30 yuan for it?"

Mo Xiaobei heard the sound and looked, it turned out that Qian Xiaoxiao got her gift, but seeing the other party's disgusted expression, she was a little embarrassed.

Busily walked over and explained: "This is Brazilian wood, which can grow with just a little water and sunlight. Its meaning..."

"It feels so dirty." Qian Xiaoxiao interrupted and asked, "It shouldn't be worth much, who bought it?"

Mo Xiaobei pursed his lips, seeing what Qian Xiaoxiao said, he didn't have the nerve to admit it.

Gu Yan didn't know when it came out: "Xiao Xiao, let me change with you."

Qian Xiaoxiao looked at the gift in Gu Yan's hand, hurriedly stood up to take it, and said, "Okay, okay, Mr. Gu, you are so kind."

After speaking, he opened the gift box and it was a handheld game console: "Wow, this is good, I like it."

Qian Xiaoxiao hurriedly packed the brazilian wood and gave it to Gu Yan with both hands. Gu Yan looked at Mo Xiaobei and asked, "Where's your gift?"

"Ah, I forgot to get it." After finishing speaking, he ran to get his gift.

Once opened, I was overjoyed...

Isn't this the mechanical keyboard she has been thinking about and vowed to take down?Exactly the same!

"Who is this? It's too proud. 900 Dayang!" Mo Xiaobei stomped his feet excitedly while holding the keyboard.

She hugged the keyboard tightly, for fear of being snatched away, her joy was beyond words.

"I'm really lucky! Fortunately, I didn't put the number back, Mr. Gu is my lucky star!"

"My God! My God!" Mo Xiaobei hurriedly took out his mobile phone to take pictures and posted on Weibo: "Happiness came so suddenly!"

She sat back at her workstation, hummed a little song, and hurriedly took out the keyboard to try it out, with a satisfied expression on her face.

Gently stroking: "Tsk tsk tsk, look, this touch! This appearance..."

Mo Xiaobei took out the phone that was beeping and opened Weibo.

Heroism commented on her recent blog post: "May we all be rich, loved, and good luck along the way!"

This 'heroism' often commented on her Weibo. At first, she thought it was An Ruo, but later found out that it was not, and she was very disappointed.

Later, I thought it might be the fans I gained when I wrote articles for the official account.

After all, her Weibo fans are either netizens she met during her part-time job, or readers she gained while writing articles on the official account.

Gu Yan looked at Mo Xiaobei's Weibo and replied: "Merry Christmas, New Year is coming, I wish everything goes well!"

He scrolled down again and read Mo Xiaobei's Weibo. A short sawn log was placed in a shallow white porcelain ashtray, and he wrote:

"No soil, no fertilizer, just a little water and sunlight, the short sawn wood can feel the power of life, sprout buds, grow into new branches, and bloom starry white flowers. Life requires hope, Waiting for the flowers to bloom! ——Christmas gift I prepared, I hope those who draw it will like it."

Mo Xiaobei first met Brazilian wood when she read Huo Da's "Muslim's Funeral", and the description of Brazilian wood in the book deeply touched her.

She thinks that she is a brazilian tree, with a rough shell and a solid stake. It seems that there is no possibility of rebirth, but in fact, it only needs a little water and a ray of sunshine to grow wantonly and bloom!
Gu Yan knew that this was not only Mo Xiaobei's blessing to the recipient, but also her attitude towards life.She looked at Weibo and smiled dotingly.

At this time, Zhang Min knocked on the door and came in: "Mr. Gu, the online and offline sales data will not come out until 12 o'clock. The HR and Administration Department has arranged a dinner party, let's go together."

Gu Yan put down the mobile phone in his hand, opened the gift box, put the Brazilian wood into the shallow white porcelain jar, and added some water to it: "No, you can eat."

Zhang Min picked up the Brazilian wood: "What is this? Half a piece of wood?"

"A kind of tenacious green plant, I got a gift, keep it for fun!" Gu Yan said.

"Weird things..." Zhang Min put down the things in his hands and continued: "Let's get together, we haven't gathered together for a long time."

Regarding Zhang Min's invitation to dinner, whether it is private or in a team form, he has rejected it many times.

Today is Christmas, the key is the company's important event, and she is really embarrassed to invite her kindly, so she asked: "Who are there?"

"The entire personnel department and the first-level leaders of other departments." Zhang Min thought of a trick and said, "The boss will not participate if he has an appointment. He said that you should represent him."

"That's fine." Gu Yan said.

"Then let's go and order something in advance." Zhang Min suggested.

Gu Yan said, "You can decide on this matter."

"I'm afraid it won't be good, and the dishes here are a bit expensive. If you don't control your budget well, I'll trouble you to find out!" Zhang Min laughed.

Gu Yan really had no reason to refuse, and it was not good to push back and forth for a matter of eating, so he turned off the computer and said, "Then let's go."

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When Gu Yan and Zhang Min arrived at the basement, Gu Yan opened the rear car door in a gentlemanly manner: "Mr. Zhang, please."

Zhang Min looked at the co-pilot, coat and blanket, Gu Yan said with a smile: "There are things in the front, so you don't have to move them, it's troublesome."

"Uh...it's all right..." Zhang Min said, "It just looks like I'm treating you as a driver. I'm sorry."

"Hehe, what a big deal!" Gu Yan said.

When the two came to the restaurant, Gu Yan signaled Zhang Min to order first. Considering Gu Yan's light taste, Zhang Min ordered mostly Jiangsu and Zhejiang dishes: "Mr. Gu, have a look again."

Gu Yan took the menu and thought about it: "Add stir-fried bullfrog, pickled fish, and spicy crab, and I'll have a few plates of this dim sum set. By the way, the bullfrog just now doesn't need to put coriander."

The waiter nodded, and then Gu Yan asked Zhang Min, "How many girls are there?"

Zhang Min counted: "Han Wei, Ruolan, Zhang Qiao, Xiao Bei and me, five people!"

"Then add another five Haagen-Dazs." Gu Yan looked at the waiter and said.

"No, no, no...I don't want it, it's too cold..." Zhang Min said hastily.

Gu Yan said, "Okay, that's how it is."

"Don't you like to eat light food? Why do you order stir-fried bullfrog? It's a bit spicy." Zhang Min asked while adding water to Gu Yan's cup.

"There are so many people eating, how can they all follow my taste." Gu Yan laughed.

"You have always been so considerate, exactly the same as when I first met you." Zhang Min admired, "It's very comfortable."

"Are all those who deal with human affairs so good at complimenting others?" Gu Yan changed the subject and said with a smile, "Have you been in the company for 3 years?"

Zhang Min smiled and said, "You still remember."

"Of course I remember." Gu Yan said: "After the interview, Mr. Liu immediately told me that he wanted to hire you. How picky he is, naturally he remembers clearly."

Zhang Min smiled and asked, "What about you?"

"Huh?" Gu Yan asked.

Zhang Min realized that he was too obvious, took a sip of water and said, "It's nothing."

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(End of this chapter)