Chapter Four, The Handsome Scholar.

Um... Why do I feel like I can't go on? Suddenly, Li Yiwei's scalp tingled, and she couldn't help but look up. The man was very close to her face, his lips tightly pursed, with sharp lip lines.

The next day, I did receive the express delivery as expected. It was a periodical about current affairs and politics. The name, unlike its content, was not heavy and steady. It was called "Rui". She buried herself behind the computer and spent the entire lunch break reading it. She felt that every word in the magazine was well-written and the content was exciting. The scale of the magazine was also incredible. It was a legitimate publication and not an internal one. Such a publication was enough to amaze people with its opinions.

Yi Wei was so frustrated that he wanted to vomit blood. The emotional section of life - when she was initially assigned to it, she felt speechless. The forum under the government website was already deserted, and her section seemed to have a niche style. In this day and age, which netizen would be willing to come over? However, in front of the director, she still obediently nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."

He lightly drew a curve at the corner of his eyebrows, as if revealing an invisible hue, casting faint radiance, making the contours of his face more solemn. However, in contrast to such an expression, his voice was elegant and lazy in tone: "Besides you, who else do I casually pass by?"

This is a sign of an impending storm.

He patted her shoulder: "I'm really sorry, I'll take you back."

The voice of the boss is as deep and mellow as his posts, "Little girl, are you at work?"

Mr. Lu's good friend, since you have taken care of me, I must help in any way I can.

The two colleagues who came in together haven't left yet. When they see her, they ask, "How did you do on the exam?" It's not surprising that they are so concerned. In a career-oriented organization, the work is easy and the income is good. Who wouldn't want a stable job?

Mr. Lu's eyes were as clear as usual, and his complexion was normal. However, the smell of alcohol cannot deceive people, he was a little drunk. Especially for someone like Yiwei who is sensitive to the taste of alcohol, she knew for sure that there was a faint smell of alcohol in the room. She suspected that he was drinking alcohol mixed with mint juice. Normally, when people drink alcohol, their breath is hot and irritating, but he remained cool and refreshing, like holding a glass of ice-cold beer in the middle of summer, with dew drops dripping from his fingers.

The director is a bit embarrassed: "Ah... this is not easy to handle. You are too far behind. Otherwise, there might have been some room for flexibility."

She quickly put down the magazine and grabbed her phone to run outside.

After hanging up the phone, I still felt dizzy. I flipped through the magazine several times, and several articles were written by scholars living abroad. Both in terms of consciousness and ideological dimensions, they have a high degree of freedom, enough to make people look up to.

Accustomed to the old habit, every time after the exam, she would indulge herself with delicious food to replenish the serious loss of brainpower.

A few days later, the director greatly praised Yiwei's work at the morning meeting, pointing out that "our website has already attracted a fixed portion of the population, becoming a good place for them to relieve their worries and pour out their hearts, and has made contributions to maintaining social stability."

Yi Wei finally couldn't bear it anymore. She tiptoed and her gaze almost paralleled his: "Lu Shaojian, are you managing too much? Even if I intentionally don't do the questions, it's also to give face to the director. What does it have to do with you?"

He nodded indifferently and said, "I'd like to have a cup of tea."

Then come back soon, we can eat and relax at the Bubble Bar here, it's very comfortable.

Finally, this sentence slightly tore apart her pretense of indifference.

It's the same old story. Only Yiwei was left alone, throwing a tantrum in the same spot. That kind of emotion is extremely complex, like angry surging waves, mixed with loneliness and helplessness. As a stubborn person, she always timely vents her anger into a retaliatory wave. As a result, the two of them argued more fiercely each time, and day after day, their relationship worsened, gradually crumbling into pieces.

Actually, she has some thoughts about this job. After sitting in the office for a whole month, her cervical spondylosis did not worsen. It was because the work was too boring that she constantly reminded herself to move her neck. The restless factor in her body had already started to move. But she was too lazy to tell Lu Shaojian about these thoughts. Without even thinking, she knew what his reaction would be. So she hung up the phone and continued her undercover career.

She hesitated for a few moments, and Mr. Lu, being sensitive, asked, "What's wrong? Are you having trouble at work?"

Well. It's too idle to delete posts and drink tea every day. It's meaningless.She answered cautiously.

Finally, a former colleague reminded her, "Well, just register a few more accounts. Share and promote posts, isn't that good?"

Yiwei realized and reacted: "Boss?"

Before Yiwei could speak, Lushaojian glanced at his phone and said, "I'll answer a call."

Before getting off the car, Fei Yezhang's eyes shone brightly as he said, "Girl, I have arranged for a magazine. I will give you a few copies tomorrow to see how it is."

Instantly lost and disoriented.

She really hasn't been in contact with him for nearly half a month. Lu Shaojian, such an energetic person, was actually heard by her to have a hint of tiredness in his voice: "I've been out of town these days, squatting at the construction site every day."

He had a pale face, forcefully took the key from her hand, pushed her aside, opened the door, and pulled her in: "Who has time to listen to your nagging? I just came to have a cup of tea to sober up."

She neither affirmed nor denied. But for some reason, he believed her words.

So, money is not that easy to come by. As a manager, she has to search for articles with some black humor on various websites, such as "What can be done to save a marriage destroyed by a third party" and "How can parents cope with the kidnapping and ransom of their 18-year-old daughter," and then use different pseudonyms to express different opinions. With such careful management, the entire forum appears prosperous and lively. She uses different pseudonyms to express different opinions. With such careful management, the entire forum appears prosperous and lively.

She refused to show weakness and followed his tone, saying, "Yes, I thought you already knew."

She shook her head: "No."

Yiwei secretly sympathized with the person who offended Lu Shaojian. Could it be a colleague?... Could it be...?... It's being criticized by the leader. Just when he wanted to comfort him, his own phone rang.

Liyiwei, tell me, what's wrong with this job again? It's about media and networking, and it's also easy. What are you not satisfied with?

Yiwei simply wanted to burst into laughter and pound the ground. If I hadn't met him in that place today, I might not have been able to control myself and would have directly thrown myself into his arms, moved to tears.

So he pushed him out of the door haphazardly, and began to get annoyed with this tangled relationship.

Lushaojian's figure is like a slender green bamboo. Although he is thin, he stands tall and straight. He stood quietly for a while, then suddenly spoke: "Actually, those places are nothing special, and not everyone is as you imagine."

Yiwei sighed deeply in her heart, knowing that she had been deceived by him again. This person has such a high alcohol tolerance, why would he need to sober up? During the graduation dinner, he was the only one left sober in their class and was sent to pay the bill. At times like this just now, he used drinking tea to sober up and deceive himself again.

He took a few steps back, and the lines of his silhouette were smooth and pleasing to the eye.

At the end of work, the director specially greeted Xiao Li, "Xiao Li, are you ready for the weekend exam?"

He spoke clearly and distinctly: "Li Yiwei, do I know you from the first day?"

He seemed not to have heard this explanation. The corners of his mouth slightly lifted, as if he wanted to smile, but the effect was not good, which was more terrifying than a cold face.

Fei Yezhang took her to look at the office and asked, "Will you come to work tomorrow?"