Back in the bedroom, I began to draft the "award speech" on the computer, but the complicated thoughts made me really not in the mood, and it took me a long time to produce more than 100 words. To tell you the truth, I don't have a cold for this award, but it's director Qi who is upset by Secretary Zhang's transfer. Although there is a saying in the security forces: revolutionary soldiers need to move where they need to. But I'm not willing to be transferred from the head office of C. It's just because I'm too close to the dream and affect the harmony of the head office. Is that the past? It's hard to say that I really fell in love with Youmeng. It didn't violate the guard discipline. I can't think how to put such a big hat on my head!

To be exact, I'm quite contradictory. I'm a little rebellious to Secretary Zhang's and director Qi's practices, and I don't want to make a strong response to them. I don't want to tell Youmeng the truth of this matter. Let Youmeng fight with Secretary Zhang. Weigh it up, or swallow it. Who makes me care so much about friendship?

As I was drafting my speech, my cell phone rang. Open a look, it's from my ex girlfriend Zhao Jie again. I don't want to get entangled with Zhao Jie any more, so I firmly pressed the "no" key. But who thinks Zhao Jie really has the tenacity of not reaching the Yellow River and not giving up? Then I hung up her repeatedly and beat her repeatedly. Four times in a row, I finally pressed the "answer" key. After listening to Zhao Jie's mother-in-law confession, I said: "I'm sorry." Between us, it's impossible! " Then hang up.

In the morning, I wrote the speech of winning the prize, printed it out in one and two copies, read it through twice, and then I felt relieved.

After lunch, it's my turn to be on duty. I come to the guard duty room to take over the shift. After the registration book and precautions are explained to me by Meng, he laughs and says: "Zhao long, I want to ask you something. You have to tell the truth!"

I smiled and said, "what did I lie about?"

"Do you have any feelings for chief C?" said Yu Meng

"I said:" of course, the feelings are old and deep

From dream face a tiny red, continue to ask: "is there feelings to the chief, or to our comrades in arms and colleagues?"

I feel that she asked inexplicably, perfunctory way: "of course, there are feelings."

Then he asked, "do you have a deeper feeling for your male colleagues or for your female colleagues?"

I said, "it's all deep."

From dream brow a wrinkly, smile scold way: "do not open an aperture!"

I urged: "hurry up to eat, you have to accompany the chief to the 10th floor to have a meeting!"

From the dream stare at me, hum a, a change just easygoing face, tut tut way: "my girl still don't eat, how?"

And then go in anger.

I looked at the back of the dream and thought, "woman, what an elusive senior animal. It's hard to see whether it's sunny or cloudy."!