Chapter 756

The art of speaking is estimated to be studied by many people in China, and it is also done by some people with high IQ and high Eq.

Is this thing useful for social progress and human development? I don't know, but it sounds good. It's always a thing that makes people feel happy and happy.

For example, if you ask the leader to do something, maybe the leader can agree or disagree. Do you want to take Maotai with you? You have to find a way to change your tactics.

Don't talk about such direct and rude things as taking Maotai. First of all, you should ask for something that the leader can't promise.

For example, the leader, can I change my job to a lighter one? The leader said with a serious face, it's impossible.

You say again, why don't you let me be the group leader? The leader still shook his head and didn't want to. Finally, you took out your real purpose and said, give me three days' vacation.

When the leader thought about it, he refused twice. He was more or less friendly, and then nodded and agreed.

This is what ordinary people say.

There is also the art of speaking as a leader. For example, at a meeting, the leader made a very important speech.

Then, you go home and sum up. Hey, people's leaders are leaders. All the reports are empty and full of slogans.

If there is no accident, the mobilization meeting is well done. If there is an accident, people will leave, because they haven't said anything substantive!

For example, chatting. Several colleagues boast and gossip together. They are talking about the station where the train stops. Several people say that the train will stop at XX station.

Among these people, a friend happened to work in the Railway Bureau. He knew that the station did not stop trains.

This man is more upright. He becomes a group of others while chatting. He himself becomes a team, and chatting and boasting become debate!

Finally, he took out his killer mace, called his friend, and then turned on the speaker to let his friend tell his identity and whether the train stopped or not.

He won! The chat boasting about pulling salted eggs couldn't go on, and everyone was dissolved with embarrassment.

Then at the end of the year, he worked very hard and helped anyone who had difficulties. As a result, the score was very low.

This is the way of life. It depends on beauty to chat up and emotional intelligence to get in touch. It still depends on

Bayin looked at the man lying on the hospital bed with dizziness. Although he had fainted, the pain still made him look painful.

The blisters all over the body are like the pig's head scalded by fire pliers in the new year and boiled in a big pot for more than half an hour.

Blisters all over the body and face, big and small, and even on the mouth are rows of blisters, like hanging a string of pearls, but the color is dim, which is closer to dog diaper moss of different sizes.

Bayin took a cotton swab and dipped it in sugar and salt water to wipe Xuefeng's lips bit by bit.

The originally dim mushroom also glowed slowly. Stimulated by water, Xuefeng opened his eyes.

"Does it hurt?" Bayin asked softly.

"It doesn't hurt. What's this injury?" Xuefeng looked at the girl in front of him and grinned with pain, but his words were still very hard.

"Are you okay? Didn't it burn you?" Xuefeng licked the sugar and salt water brushed on the skin of his mouth, looked at the white and plump girl in front of him and asked shyly.

The boy of 1978 was at a loss when he looked at the girl. Really, he looked at the girl's white face and the platinum necklace on the girl's neck.

The bright white gold inlaid Sapphire Earrings on the earrings lost their original bright eyes like mushrooms on his lips.

With all the three gold coins, he is estimated to be someone else's daughter-in-law, and he has no mind.

"Thank you. If you hadn't rushed in today, I wouldn't have seen the morning sun.

You covered me like a hero falling from the sky. Although the fire was big, there was no spark touching me. "

Bayin gently touched Xuefeng's face, which was so light and gentle.

Touching the scar on Xuefeng's face, Bayin was moved. Really, she was distressed.

Xuefeng's barbecue short hair blew up. How many years, how many years, this touch, this young woman's touch, he.

Is he really comfortable? I don't know, but his muscles are jumping up. It's creepy, but really, he can't say the strange feeling.

"Well, oh, no, just..." Xuefeng let Bayin say incoherently, sweet and sour, channeling to his heart one by one.

"Hehe, when I was in the fire, I heard someone shout, are you unmarried? Have you got someone? "

The girl who grew up in the grassland dares to hate and love. She doesn't know anything about reserve. She only knows that the man in front of her dares to die for her and can cover the fire for her with his body. That's enough. That's enough.

Xuefeng nodded shyly, and then gently pulled the quilt covered on his body, as if the quilt could cover him.

"I don't have a boyfriend either. Would you like to go out with me?" Bayin looked at Xuefeng with big watery eyes.

At this time, Xuefeng was like changing roles with Bayin. He was shy, helpless and bowed his head. "You are so beautiful and work well. I, I am a farmer."

"Hehe, my family used to be herdsmen. Living on the grassland since childhood, I don't dislike whether you are a farmer or not. "

Bayin stared at Xuefeng closely. In fact, the girl's heart is also uneasy. She is afraid that the other party has lovers. She is afraid that the other party only likes Han girls.

She can't cook such delicate meals as Han girls. She doesn't have Han girls who can guess each other's delicate thoughts. But her blood is hot and her heart is true.

"Ha ha!" Xuefeng grinned bitterly, "the old man at home is old. I can't get out and make money. I can only take some salary from the farm.

If you work in the city, we can get along. I can't afford a house for you, I can't afford a car for you, I...... "

With that, Xuefeng couldn't go on. Yes, material is the basis of love. The rich get married, and the poor witness it with their own eyes.

Since you can't give each other a good life, don't provoke each other. This is the idea of Xuefeng or most honest men.

"You are not afraid of death. Are you still afraid of poverty?" Bayin's anxiety is gone. The girl dare not say she is a little rich woman. Although she is forthright, she is not stupid. Men rely on some face! Just give it to you!

In 10 years of small border cities, there are suites, small Audi, hundreds of thousands of deposits, and still work in the third class hospital. To tell the truth, it is better than most people, but the girl didn't say.

"I'm not afraid of poverty. I can struggle, but I'm afraid you can't stand other people's eyes and gossip."

Xuefeng almost stuffed his head into his crotch.

"Fool, I am willing, as long as you always love me and know the warmth and warmth, we live our own life by ourselves, not for others.

As long as you are willing to struggle, I think with your blood, we can't overcome any difficulties. "

Pain, blisters all over the body, pricking the learning peak.

Sour, sour eyes. He thought of his previous blind date, the girl who grew up together. After working for a few years, when he came back, he opened his mouth and became a luxury.

But these are nothing. The girl's words in front of me today are like warm current, which makes the man as soft as cotton.