Ladies, let's do it!

083 What a coincidence 1 After leaving the classroom, Ke Zhengyuan took out his reading glasses and put them on, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a series of numbers.

"Stinky boy, I have arranged everything for you! I have been teaching for so many years, and this is the first time I open the back door."

Although Ke Zhengyuan was somewhat dissatisfied in his tone, his face was not ugly.

"Okay, okay, you are so old, and you still have such a bad temper. You are not helping me, you are helping yourself, 50 places, this time Yin's group recruits all the places for interns, but all of them are given. It's your turn, you're not bad."

On the other end of the phone was Yin Yang's almost teasing tone, and it could be seen that he had a very good relationship with Ke Zhengyuan.

When Ke Zhengyuan heard that there were 50 quotas, he had a satisfied smile on his face. He laughed heartily twice, and then continued:

"The young boss of the dignified Yin Group asks an old man who is nearly 60 years old to help you chase girls, and he is not afraid of being laughed at when he speaks out."

"What's the matter, the old professor who has always been strict, actually danced with his granddaughter. If your students see this, I don't know if they will laugh out loud."

That's right, a few days ago, Yin Yang participated in his son's kindergarten art performance for his cousin. He didn't expect to meet a professor from his own university. He also saw the professor dancing with a five-year-old girl. He was instantly petrified. .

Sure enough, a tough man also has tender feelings!

Yin Yang's teasing tone made Ke Zhengyuan extremely ashamed. He didn't expect that his granddaughter and his nephew were classmates. When he met Yin Yang in the audience that day, let alone how embarrassing he was.

You know, he has always been unsmiling and rigorous in his studies at school.

"Stinky boy, you know how to make fun of me, let's not talk about it, I have class later."

After hanging up Ke Zhengyuan's phone call, Yin Yang leaned back on the chair with a contented face and closed his eyes to meditate. His eyes were full of the water-blue dress when they met for the first time, swaying in front of his eyes, his shy face and The blush that climbed up his face when he was lying made him feel bright at that moment.

In the next two classes, Yuan Miao lost her mind at all, and she kept scribbling and drawing on her notes.Although she has worked for several years, she has always been mainly a clerk in the office. Now she suddenly wants to ask him to interview others, and she really can't catch her thoughts for a while.

Professor Ke did not tell her who the interviewees were, so all she could think about now were some questions that the general public would be asked.

Since it is a personal experience, it must have an academic history or something, as well as an entrepreneurial experience, and a love history. If you are single, it must be very popular to ask what type of girl you like.

So Yuan Miao listed everything she could think of.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, Yuan Miao packed up her things and left the school gate.

At the same time, the top level of the Yin Group.

"Our team's idea for this design plan is to design a personalized apartment mainly for modern young people. The most individual house design that doesn't compete with practicality, so..."

"That's the end of today's meeting, let's adjourn!"

Yin Yang, who was sitting in the main seat, never took his eyes off his watch from the beginning of the meeting, until the minute and hour hands both pointed to 12, he finally got up and announced that the meeting was less than half an hour away, and then ignored the surprise of everyone present He got up and ran out of the conference room.

Only a group of high-level executives with disbeliefs on their faces were left blankly sitting in their seats. Did they read correctly, President Yin, who has always been working hard, actually left the meeting in the middle of the meeting?This is really a rare occurrence in a hundred years!