Song Yujun didn’t know if Xiao Qingyu had any insomnia, but she had completely insomnia.

I tossed and turned, and my mind was filled with Xiao Qingyu until dawn.

This made her feel particularly guilty. After all, she should focus more on her boyfriend, why do she think of that person?

People like Xiao Qingyu must be used to seeing beautiful women. There is nothing outstanding in his eyes that looks like her.

...

I don’t know if it was out of apology and shame, but the next morning, Song Yujun took the initiative to invite Wang Zhe to have breakfast together and then went to work.

Wang Zhe couldn't speak at first, he couldn't get up.

Finally, at the repeated invitation of Song Yujun, the two of them ate buns in the bun shop.

Wang Zhe obviously had a bad rest and his eyes were red.

She asked worriedly. "Did you not have a good rest last night? It seems that you haven't slept all night."

"Yes, I'm going to have dinner with my leader," said Wang Zhe.

"You can't eat all night!"

"Of course it's not just about eating, you know there are many ways to chat now, such as spa, and tea!"

"Wang Zhe, I think you should focus on useful work, which should be more stable and down-to-earth."

"Focus on your work? Can you still develop?" Wang Zhe said sarcastically.

Song Yujun still firmly believes that everything is on the right path. "Of course, for example, my father has been doing scientific research for so many years, and he never does anything wrong! He has become an associate professor and receives the State Council allowance? From my father, I learned that if you want to achieve something, you must be worthy of the job you have! If you sacrifice more for this job, then you will definitely report more to you in this job!"

Wang Zhe continued to say with a little sarcastic sarcasm. "Yes, Uncle Song is very powerful, but have you ever thought about the professors at the same level as Uncle Song, or a professor who is not as good as Uncle Song's level. What is the situation now and what kind of treatment are you enjoying?"

Song Yujun stopped talking. His father was the worst treated person with similar levels.

"So you know? Maintaining personnel relationships is very important, and of course work is also important. It's like walking, both legs are indispensable!" Wang Zhe said.

Song Yujun nodded in confession. "Okay, I admit what you said makes sense."

"..." Wang Zhe sighed. "Who told me to have no roots and no delegation, so even if I am tired, I must make a good relationship with the leader. At that time, if there is any good thing, I will think of me!"

Song Yujun really wants to say that in order to get the likes of his leader, he loses his health. So is this kind of curry favor still important?

"Tomorrow is my uncle's birthday. Do you have anything you want especially? I can give it to him?" Song Yujun asked.

Wang Zhe said, "Don't waste money anymore. My dad doesn't have anything he wants in particular!"

"But I can't take nothing for my uncle's birthday!"

Wang Zhe frowned and said, "In addition, my dad is also a birthday, so it doesn't need to be so grand."

"?" Song Yujun looked at him strangely.

"Even my parents didn't plan to cook anything delicious, they didn't think about it, so don't be too careful," said Wang Zhe.

"It's easy, but I must go!" she said.

...

Song Yujun came to Wang Zhe's house with the best tea leaves.
Chapter completed!