Miss President is a Crybaby

Shen Ningxin put the conch on the most conspicuous TV cabinet after returning home.

Although it is really ugly, but no matter how much it is given by my boss, I should keep it well.

Thinking of Qiu Yibai's awkward tone when talking to her on WeChat, Shen Ningxin couldn't help but laugh.

But there is one thing she still has some doubts about, why Qiu Yibai would give her a card for no reason.

Just to thank myself for staying and helping her organize the files for more than ten minutes?

No way?

Standing in front of the microwave oven, Shen Ningxin thought while heating the rice, but she still didn't understand.

But if you can't figure it out, you don't want to, anyway, one day you will know.

Thinking about this, Shen Ningxin simply ate dinner, hummed a song and took a bath in the bathroom, and finally returned to bed comfortably.

The fragrant and soft quilt wrapped the body, and the exhaustion of the whole day suddenly disappeared.

Shen Ningxin stretched out a comfortable waist, swept the teddy bear by the bed to her side, and then opened her phone to re-click into the group to study the method of voting.

She usually doesn't play Weibo very much. This time she downloaded it to her phone specifically for voting, and she even had to re-register for an account.

Following the link sent by Jiang Yue, Shen Ningxin voted all the votes in her hand, then she quit and swiped twice at random, and then clicked on her homepage again.

Weibo presumably forced her to follow a lot of people. At this moment, she was lying quietly on her watch list, with faces she had never seen before.

Shen Ningxin is a little bit obsessive-compulsive. Soon she moved her fingers to delete them one by one as if she were fighting, and then she quit Weibo and guided her to see who was using Weibo in her address book.

"There are so many tricks." Shen Ningxin murmured, but she still clicked in subconsciously.

Immediately found that there are quite a few.

Most of them were friends from her school days. She opened Weibo mainly to follow stars and record her life. The remaining small part were her newly added colleagues.

Shen Ningxin slid down while watching, feeling a bit strange for a while.

And then... I paddled and saw a familiar name—

Qiu Yibai.

Did their CEO Qiu use Weibo too? !

Shen Ningxin was very surprised, and she clicked in, trying to see what Qiu Yibai did on Weibo on weekdays.

The homepage opened, and the familiar Kerui trademark and related advertisements appeared in the field of vision, exactly the same as what Shen Ningxin saw in Qiu Yibai's circle of friends.

"..."

She used Weibo as a circle of friends.

Shen Ningxin was silent for a long while, and finally laughed and even started to shake her body.

Qiu Yibai's Weibo is very deserted, and there are not even a few fans. When I click it, I still pay attention to it. No one likes her at all.

I don't know why she is so persevering in advertising.

Just thinking about it, suddenly a Weibo appeared in the field of vision, and there was really a like in the lower right corner.

Shen Ningxin became interested for a while, followed that like and clicked on the person's homepage.

It is a puppy head portrait, with long ears, blue eyes and a small laughing mouth. It is a popular anime character recently. It is exactly the same length as the puppy pendant hanging on Shen Ningxin's backpack.

The pendant was originally drawn in the blind box machine in the Toy City, and she hung it on her bag when she thought it looked good. I didn't expect to see it here today.

It's kind of destined.

She nodded and continued to slide down. Then she found that the owner of this Weibo seemed to be a complete little crying bag. When browsing the entire page, the symbols of crying and "QAQ" were used the most.

I drove 20 kilometers to eat Internet celebrity desserts. There were too many people in line, crying QAQ.

I sneezed while drinking coffee, and the coffee spilled all over, unhappy and crying.

When I was on a business trip, I stopped by to climb a mountain and accidentally fell on my leg. It hurt for several days and I cried QAQ.

I was upset when I heard a colleague say bad things about myself by accident, so I cried.

Also "crying".

Shen Ningxin slid down and saw that she almost didn't recognize the word cry.

Is there such a little crying bag among Mr. Qiu's friends?

She tilted her head and tried to imagine, but she couldn't imagine what this person looked like.

When it slipped again, a photo with a very tricky shooting angle jumped out. At first glance, it was a self-portrait that was not very skillful.

The background in the photo is a mountain with a bunch of weird trees around it.

The man was standing in front of the thickest tree, his face was wrapped in joy as if there was nothing, and his left hand was compared.

Shen Ningxin flicked off the bed and sat up.

It was nearly ten o'clock at this moment, and it was time for Shen Ningxin to sleep on weekdays.

Even the grandfathers and aunts who dance the square have put away their equipment and are ready to go home, and it is surprisingly quiet outside.

But Shen Ningxin just couldn't sleep.

She couldn't believe this fact a bit.

The person in the selfie is obviously Qiu Yibai.

Those Xiao Wang Xiaoyang Xiaohan mentioned from time to time in Weibo can understand if you think about it, they are Wang Xi and Assistant Han.

The location coordinates on the first Weibo of the homepage are indeed the place where Qiu Yibai went on a business trip last time.

By coincidence, she could basically determine that the owner of this account should be Qiu Yibai.

Therefore, Qiu Yibai, who is so fierce on weekdays, is actually a little crying bag.

"..."

Shocked, totally unexpected shock.

Shen Ningxin's mind was stunned, and her thoughts jumped for a while, and finally came back to Qiu Yibai's usual murderous appearance.

That look... it looks like a big tiger with its teeth and claws.

It doesn't touch the crying bag at all.

Shen Ningxin was silly, and she accidentally returned to the main interface with a flick of her finger.

When I clicked in again, she suddenly found that Xiao Kui Bao had posted a new Weibo—

I was concerned by my colleagues today whether I had a good meal.

Feeling that she usually performs well, so I gave her a card.

There is so much happiness.

"..."

When she woke up in the morning, the dark circles under Shen Ningxin's eyes were very obvious.

It's no wonder that she didn't sleep much at all last night, and when she closed her eyes, all the images of Qiu Yibai's fierce people and those Weibo with emojis drifted through her mind.

After finally struggling to fall asleep, the alarm rang again soon.

She sighed, took the concealer on the makeup table to cover up her dark circles, and put on a light makeup to make her look better.

Looking at the time again, it's almost late to work.

Without time to cook, Shen Ningxin put on a bag on her back and quickly ran downstairs to buy breakfast. Seeing that the dessert shop nearby was on sale, she bought some puffs.

After doing this, the bus just came slowly.

I was a little nervous along the way, but fortunately, there were no more vehicles and pedestrians on the road than usual. The bus swayed for a while, and finally she was taken to the company without any risk.

There is only one minute away from the clock-in time.

Shen Ningxin hurriedly finished typing the card, returned to her seat and sat down, her flustered breathing finally calmed down.

"Why are you so anxious?" Pei Qing muttered behind him, seeming to be joking with her, but there was a ridicule in the words, "I can't choose the way, I thought there was a ghost chasing you behind."

As soon as the voice fell, Qiu Yibai went straight into the office, his eyes moved slightly, and he cast an indifferent gaze here.

"..."

Pei Qing didn’t expect that a word she said casually could hit the gun. He was stunned. He quickly lowered his head and grabbed the landline phone on the side and started calling the factory to supervise the process. Busy look.

Very embarrassing.

Shen Ningxin gave a dry cough, and then turned on the computer to prepare for work. As soon as she touched the mouse with her finger, she suddenly heard a cold snort from diagonally above.

Looking up again, Qiu Yibai returned to his office with a sullen face. The bag was thrown on the table, and the chair shook loudly.

At first glance, it looked rather unhappy.

It seems...there is the smell of the Tsundere Little Crying Bag that I saw on Weibo yesterday.

Work in the morning is not very busy.

Sister Zhao came back from the holiday, full of energy, plus she did give Shen Ningxin too much work yesterday, and today I am really embarrassed to trouble others.

So she only asked Shen Ningxin to sort out the shipping form for this month that was reported to the finance side, and do the rest on her own.

Seeing that she was not very busy, Shen Ningxin took out her breakfast and ate at this time.

Although Mr. Qiu is very strict with them at work, he never cares about the snacks of employees. After all, it is really troublesome to work, and it is reasonable to take a break with supplementary nutrition.

After Shen Ningxin had breakfast, she took out the newly bought puffs in the morning and shared them with her colleagues.

Although she has just arrived, she is very popular because of her good looks, neat work and politeness.

Especially those male colleagues who suddenly smiled into a flower when they saw her coming.

After she finished sending the circle on her left, when she just turned around and was about to send the circle on the right, she suddenly saw a sight cast from behind the distant glass window.

Qiu Yibai was looking at her with a fierce expression in his eyes.

Shen Ningxin was taken aback, the puff box in her hand almost fell out.

According to the past, she would definitely think Qiu Yibai was angry, and she would definitely escape back to the desk and sit down, find something to start busy.

But at this moment, for some reason, she felt as if she suddenly read another meaning from Qiu Yibai's eyes.

She seems... kind of expecting me to give her one too?

Shen Ningxin was taken aback by her own thoughts, and the steps under her feet stopped for a while, and finally walked towards her.

Pushing open the delicate glass door, Shen Ningxin came to Qiu Yibai and stood still, and a little nervously pushed her puff box in front of her.

Lips lifted hard, and asked her with uncertainty and expectation: "Mr. Qiu, would you like to try one? But, it's delicious..."

The atmosphere was a little silent. After a while, Qiu Yibai suddenly stretched out his hand here.

"Eat less junk food."

He said so, but he picked up one and put it in his mouth to eat.

So, she guessed it right.

Mr. Qiu actually wanted to eat that look just now.

The author has something to say:

Mr. Qiu: I interacted with my subordinates today, and I was so happy.

Let me reveal that Mr. Qiu and Xinxin are both people with stories~