Chapter 54 Xiao Jing: Something is wrong with me
Chapter 54 Xiao Jing: Something is wrong with me
As working time approaches, more and more people arrive.
Colleagues were discussing various news, gossip and interesting things as usual.
"Have you seen the movie Slam Dunk that was released a few days ago? If you haven't, go see it now, it's really good."
"Coach, I want to play basketball!"
"Don't be ridiculous, this is really good. It brought tears to my eyes, especially the last ten seconds."
Wang Chaoyang beside him patted his shoulder and said excitedly: "Tang Song, do you want to go to see a show in a group? That's our youth!"
Tang Song winked at him and said, "Of course you have to ask a girl to go to the movies. What's the point of having a grown man like you?"
"(ˉ▽￣～)Tsk~~" Wang Chaoyang curled his lips, "You talk as if you have a girl to date."
"That's not necessarily true." Tang Song smiled, opened WeChat, and clicked on Zhao Yaqian's chat box.
The message read: "Teacher Zhao, the May Day holiday is coming soon, do you want to go to the movies together?"
After sending the message, I waited for a while, but still did not receive a reply from my beautician friend.
Tang Song put down his phone and opened the company's internal OA system.
Fill out the resignation application form and click Submit.
Looked at the approval process.
HR Specialist Liu Huihui, Director Chen Yunteng, HR Director Xu Lin, and Executive Vice President Jiang Weiguo.
The process involves senior company leaders, so it probably won’t be completed in a short time.
Then I began to carefully organize the handover documents.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, a notification popped up in the corporate mailbox.
[OA reminder: "Your resignation application submitted on April 2023, 4 has been reviewed."]
A few minutes later, the phone vibrated.
[Tian Jing: "Song, your resignation application has been approved. I have printed it out for you. Please come and sign it."]
He stood up and walked towards the HR office.
"Boom boom boom——"
"Please come in!"
Pushing open the frosted glass door, Tang Song looked at Tian Jing with his sharp eyes.
Her outfit today is also very online, with long black straight hair, a tight round neck T-shirt, and white wide-leg pants. She looks clean, refreshing, pure and sexy.
Tian Jing secretly glanced at Tang Song, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that his expression was relatively normal.
She picked up a document and put it on the table, then whispered, "Just sign here. There are six documents in total. By the way, I've already told Huihui about your attendance. You'll be considered fully present this month."
Liu Huihui beside her smiled and said, "Our manager Tian is really kind and nice. She reminded me about your matter several times."
Tian Jing knocked on the table and said, "Huihui, please speak properly. Be careful or I will deduct your salary."
"I won't dare to do that anymore. I'll go make some coffee and you guys can chat slowly."
Tian Jing pulled out a black signing pen from the pen holder, handed it to Tang Song, and said sweetly, "Use this."
"Thank you." Tang Song reached out and took it.
Their fingers touched.
Tian Jing's eyes inadvertently swept over his hand, and her eyes widened instantly.
What beautiful hands!
Just like the hands of the male protagonist in the two-dimensional comics, the joints are distinct, the skin color is slightly cold, and the crescent moon on the nail is so perfect! !
As a 2D hand control fan, I can’t resist it at all!
He applied slight force to his fingers, and his delicate fingertips swayed up and down and left and right.
"Rustle, rustle—" the sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper was heard.
Tian Jing moved her legs subconsciously, her face turned a little red, and she felt something was wrong with her.
"Is this all right?" After signing all the agreements, Tang Song put down his pen and asked softly.
Tian Jing dodged for a moment, then pulled out a piece of white paper and said, "Please copy the following paragraph from the confirmation letter. I want to keep it for my record."
Tang Song was stunned. Is there such a procedure?
Tian Jing stood up and said nervously, "You sit here and write." "Okay." Tang Song did not refuse. It was not easy to write more than a hundred words.
Sitting on the soft and warm cushion, the faint smell of fruity perfume enters your nose.
You can also faintly smell the faint scent of pear and apple. The fragrance is very high-end, has a fresh feeling, and smells very good.
Tang Song took a deep breath, straightened the A4 paper, and wrote carefully: "I have terminated my labor relationship with Yancheng Jinxiu Trading Co., Ltd. (hereinafter referred to as the company). At the same time..."
Tian Jing took out her cell phone, turned on the camera, and pressed the sinful camera button towards Tang Song's hand.
A "click" sound was heard, which was particularly clear in the quiet office.
Tang Song looked up in surprise.
Tian Jing's hands shook and she took several photos in succession.
"Are you so cautious? Do you even need to take photos to record it?"
"Haha, ah, you also know that this is the first time I do this, and I'm afraid of making mistakes!" Tian Jing's face was red and hot, and her eyes were darting around.
Tang Song didn't dwell on this and quietly copied the rest of the content.
After taking the resignation certificate and compensation agreement handed over by Tian Jing and was about to leave, Du Shaokai pushed the door and walked in.
He said cheerfully, "Hey, Old Song! Is the job done? That's pretty neat!"
After saying that, she winked at him proudly and put a beautifully packaged takeaway on Tian Jing's table.
"Manager Tian, afternoon tea is here today! Try it. It's freshly cut fruit from the Hundred Fruit Garden. They are all your favorite fruits."
"Thank you." Tian Jing thanked him absentmindedly, her eyes wandering around, occasionally passing over Tang Song's drooping hands.
Seeing Du Shaokai's attentive look, Tang Song raised his eyebrows, moved closer to Tian Jing, and said, "By the way, Xiao Jing, the May Day holiday is coming soon, don't forget to have dinner together."
Tian Jing's eyes flashed, her legs pressed tightly together, and she whispered, "Okay, let's discuss the time and place later. The main thing is that I don't know what you want to eat."
"OK." Tang Song nodded, feeling that this goddess in the company was a really nice person who kept her word and did not make empty promises.
Before leaving, he patted Du Shaokai on the shoulder and said, "Let's go. Bye."
Du Shaokai's mouth twitched, "Xiao Jing, why did you want to eat with him?"
"We agreed on this before, you can't go back on your word." Tian Jing said perfunctorily, looking at the computer screen with a somewhat unfocused gaze.
How can there be such perfect hands! I really want to touch them! Or be pinched by them!
Du Shaokai opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when he saw Tian Jing's expression, he didn't dare to say it.
Wait until Du Shaokai leaves in a desolate manner.
Tian Jing quickly opened the "The Beauty of the Second Dimension" group chat.
The comment read: "Ahhh! I saw a pair of real comic hands today, super super beautiful! I am numb! The skin, texture, joints, and proportions all deserve full marks! Perfect!"
【Sisi: "I don't believe it! Prove it now!"】
[Taga: "Ou Qici Kai (calm down), I think Xiao Jing is short-sighted and has never seen truly beautiful hands. One of my seniors has really good modeling skills, every time I see him I want to use them!"]
【Nanako: "@Xiaojing, are there any pictures? I want to see them!"】
Licking her dry lips, Tian Jing opened a photo, captured the area of her hands, and shared it in the group.
The comment read: "iPhone's original camera, no beauty filter!"
As soon as the photo was sent out, the group was in an uproar.
"Yi Kai (Go!) I'm already in bed!"
"What a great pair of hands! I want to see them with my own eyes, touch them, lick them, and rub them!"
"Xiao Jing-chan, please introduce her to me! Please!"
...
Tian Jing's face flushed as she chatted with her group members about some sexy topics for a while.
I couldn't help but open the album again and admire the photos I took, and suddenly I wanted to go to the bathroom.
(End of this chapter)