The next day.
The quiet translation department suddenly thought of the knock on the door. It was a courier boy who made the sound. "Excuse me, who is Miss Jane?"
Zhang Jiajia "wow", pointing to Jane, said: "this way, this way, this is Miss Jane."
Express brother came in, "Miss Jane, this is your flower. Please sign for it."
"Wow, it's from Jane's boyfriend. It's very generous. It's 99."
"Jane, what are you still doing? Please sign for it."
"It seems that our translation department will have another happy event soon."
……
Colleagues are making fun of each other.
Jane recalled what she had said with Pei Yiming last night. She blushed a little bit. The man's executive ability was quite strong. As soon as she said that he was not romantic enough, she sent the flowers up early this morning.
99 roses, although a little tacky, but as long as he sent, she likes.
Jane quickly signed the name, face happiness can not restrain, "thank you."
"You're welcome."
Zhang Jiajia laughed and said, "classmate Jane, tell me honestly, who gave it to you?"
"I don't know."
Jane turned it over. There was no card in it.
Well, it must be Pei Yiming. That guy won't write a little card or something so attentively.
"Cut, your mouth is almost at the root of your ear. How can you not know?"
"Ha ha." Jane can't laugh.
Zhang Jiajia is a person who knows the current affairs very well. She doesn't want to talk about it, and she won't ask.
It's working time, colleagues tease a few words, and then they put their work back.
President's office.
Pei Yiming asked him, "have you ordered the flowers?"
"It's ready. It'll be delivered as soon as I get to work in the afternoon."
In the afternoon, the delivery boy smiled again. It was the same one in the morning. Jane was stunned. How could there be flowers again.
Jianyu instinctively looks at Zhou Sheng not far away. He smiles at her, and her heart is thumping.
This rotten peach blossom doesn't come long or late. She came when she already loved someone deeply. It really doesn't mean anything.
"Miss Jane, please sign for it."
"May I not sign for it?"
"Miss Jane, do you want to return it?"
Jianyu feels that Zhou Shengde has been staring at this side, and finally signs the flower.
We are all colleagues, there is no need to let each other down.
"In short, you have many pursuers today. One after another, there won't be any more."
The smile on the corner of Jane's mouth was stiff. If this matter reached Pei Yiming's ear, it would cause something else.
"Nonsense, no more."
Jane looked at the roses that had just been sent, 40 of them, it was so.
Who sent 40 flowers.
Zhou Sheng goes out in the afternoon. Jane stealthily takes the flowers to the garbage can and throws them away. She also covers them.
When she was about to leave work, Jane went upstairs to look for Pei Yiming. When she saw someone, she rushed over, "Pei Yiming, thank you for your flowers."
He asked Wu Zui and coughed softly. "Mr. Pei, I'll go out first."
Jane stood up quickly. She didn't know there were other people in the office. "How can I help you here?"
As the president's special help, in the president's office, it's not surprising at all, OK?
Don't be too scary when you rush in like this, OK?
"Miss Jane, when I don't exist, when I don't exist."
"This is more and more interesting." Jane is very cheeky. She realizes that it's her problem.
"People are far away. What else do you see?"
Jane Yu hugs Pei Yiming's neck, "big vinegar barrel."
"I stare at other women and say they are interesting. What do you think?" Pei has a strong voice.
What to do? I like how he cares about her.
Jane turned the subject aside. "Ha ha, Pei Yiming, it's my fault. I tell you, there are 40 flowers to send these days. I'm really drunk. Do you want to curse me to die, or do you like 99 flowers?"
Pei's eyes sank quickly. "What do you mean?"
"I don't know if it's Zhou Sheng. Anyway, it's so annoying. He sent me 40 roses and sent me to die. The moral is too bad. Straight man has advanced cancer."
A straight man's face is completely black.
"Oh, Pei Yiming, what face are you black? I didn't say you had cancer. I said the man who sent me 40 roses."
Smell speech, the face of a man who sent 40 roses is black again, can't help but explain finally, "what do you know, it's love that will never die."
He went to the Internet specially.
"Hey, Pei Yiming, don't speak well for others. Anyway, what I understand is to send me to death. I don't like it at all."
"What did you do with the flowers?"
"Of course, I'll leave your 99 roses in the garbage can, but it's fragrant. I always put my nose up this day, and I don't feel the fragrance of flowers. It's your full love."
Pei Yiming was so angry that he felt as if he had smashed his fist on the cotton with no sound.
This stinky girl, unexpectedly, took 99 roses from others on her back and took them to the trash can.
Too much, really too much.
"Didn't you see the message on the card?"
Jane blinks, I don't know, so, "where is it?"
"Of the forty."
"It's not from you. What's good-looking? I haven't seen it at all, OK? I don't like what I don't like. "
Jane said, but felt something was wrong and her voice weakened unconsciously.
As soon as I look down, I see that someone 's eyes are about to get wind and rain. It seems that I want to devour people and swallow saliva with difficulty. "Pei Yiming, what' s wrong with you?"
"Ha ha, what's wrong with me?"
Jane shrunk her neck. "Please, don't be so sullen. It's too sinister."
"I sent you flowers with cards in them."
Jianyu has a little mouth and is petrified in a moment. She reacts to her stupidity. She looks inside and outside for 99 roses, but she doesn't find any cards at all.
Unless.
Pei's flowers are not those 99
The answer is coming.
Jianyu is like a mouse stepped on its tail, jumping up in a flash, which is so funny and cute that it can't be said, "ouch, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, I'm really wrong, it turns out that you're sending love to the end."
As he said, he stepped back and said, "ha ha I'm going to find my love. I'll withdraw first It has been withdrawn. "
Jane quit the office and rushed to the garbage can. She found that the roses she had thrown there were no longer there. Looking up, she saw an old lady holding her flowers and leaving. Jane rushed up, "old man, this is my flower."