C20 Don't understand one thing

She rarely cared about her employees. She rarely smiled, and did things quickly. There were some signatures, and it was as if she had already known about them. She signed them after a few seconds of scanning. Don't like long meetings, don't like us working overtime. She basically participated in all sorts of gatherings and corporate events. When she participated, she just quietly sat there. We toasted, but she just sat there and drank when she didn't stand up. The alcohol capacity is very good, go sing, she likes to hear us sing, beautiful sad is her favorite, close her eyes listen. The benefits and benefits she provided were all very good. Even festivals like the three or eight World Cups had benefits, ranging from 600 to 1,000. Lunch is free, four dishes a soup, plus a fruit.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't have believed that there could be such an outstanding charisma and ability in the world. I used to think that women couldn't be so strong, that they had to be attached to men, that women who were successful without a family background were just a small fry. But after knowing Guan Xuehua, I felt more and more like a frog in the well. I don't deny that some women succeeded in this way, but there were a lot of women who fought on their own, and they had the ability to do so.

But perhaps what we see is only their bright surface, and who would think of the hard work and hard work behind them.

From her temperament, it was hard to tell that she had received much of a shock. If I had to describe her with a flower, I wouldn't have been able to find it. I actually feel that the pool of water in the Heaven Lake is very suitable for her, very clear, very calm and myriad. To me, she has given our company a good character, self-reliance and courage to bear the responsibility, this dirty society, needs people to cultivate open and honest rich personality, live out their own style and taste, will profit from this, together encourage.

What I can't figure out is: Why did she get involved with me that night? Drunk? Are you in a bad mood? Do I need sex?

I didn't dare ask her.

Alright, let's get back to the main topic.

During the training, I wrote a love letter and after officially passing the training period and becoming an intern, I had Wu Zhiwei help me pass this love letter to Huo Lan.

Although this move was old-fashioned, he had to admit that it was more effective in chasing down girls.

After Wu Zhiwei sent the love letter to her, I was very excited and looked forward to it. Even when I was busy working and eating, I would think about how she would treat me and what kind of response he would give me. Was it a tactful rejection, an embarrassed acceptance, or a compassionate encouragement?

It wasn't until a week later that I understood Huo Lan's answer: there was no answer.

Perhaps it was because his young pride didn't want to admit defeat.

I wrote her a second letter, writing the tragic story of Suo Suo and I. I also declared that I only wanted to get to know her, without any other thoughts. However, there was still no reply, not even a single word of reply after the sixth letter was sent out.

Then I understood that these letters, which represented my good hope, had sunk to the bottom of the sea.

Her cold and dismissive attitude didn't wake me from my fantasy. I still stubbornly believed that one day, this woman with an angelic smile would definitely walk the romantic and happy fields with me. And she would also help me heal the wounds in my heart. She would make me believe again that this society wasn't just ruthless, cruel, and cold. Kindness, light, and warmth exist, and exist by my side, in my world.

Huo Lan kept ignoring me.

There was no reply until the sixth letter was written to her. I still didn't want to face this reality. I insisted that she, with her sunlit body, would also be pure and kind, and that she would illuminate and warm my cold, dark, fragile soul with her light. Her silence was due to the reserved and shy nature of a girl. The silence was most likely acquiescence.

Thus, stubbornly holding this kind of thought in my heart, I gathered up my courage and tried to make contact with her. If the letter can't be too clear, then I will use my actions to let her understand my thoughts and my feelings for her completely. That way, the barrier between us and the doubt in her heart would be frozen and dispelled.

Thus, after a short period of mental struggle, I decided to take the initiative to contact her. I sincerely and kindly told her: My expectations for her are only due to acquaintances and mutual knowledge, and not too many complicated fantasies and intentions.