I dare guarantee she is a beauty

  I dare guarantee she is a beauty

  "Lin Luo, how about I treat you to dinner tonight? What time do you get off work?"

  "You're treating me to dinner?! Why? Is today some special day? It doesn't seem like it's my birthday, could it be your birthday? Or maybe it's DuoDuo's birthday?"

  "Do you have to wait for a special day to invite me out for dinner? I just want to treat you! What's wrong, won't you give me some face?"

  "Here! Why don't you eat the white rice, haha."

  "Yes, I'm just freeloading."

  "You're so poor, what time do you get off work?"

  "I'll leave the company around 6 pm, and if there's no delay on the road, I should be able to get home by 7 pm."

  "It's hard to say now, maybe I'll have to be a hero and save the beauty, or maybe I'll have to take a stand for justice, as a good young man growing up in the 21st century, anything can happen, I think you can understand that."

  "I won't listen to your nonsense anymore, I have something else to do, let's meet at 7 o'clock tonight."

  I hung up the phone and was thrilled, thinking that I, Lin, also had a beauty asking me out to dinner. It seems that gold will always shine, haha.

  "What are you showing off, and again seducing the 'dinosaurs'? However, this is also a contribution to society. If it weren't for your losses, so many dinosaurs walking on the streets would affect the city's appearance. In 2008, foreign guests came and it wouldn't look good either. On behalf of the Party Central Committee and the people of the whole country, I extend heartfelt thanks to Comrade Lin Wan for his selfless dedication!"

  Bai Fei this kid just likes to pour cold water on others, having known each other for almost a year now, I'm also used to it. But getting used to it is one thing, counterattacking is still necessary.

  "Get out, you don't know anything! A beauty asked me out for dinner! Hehe, just be jealous!"

  "Beauty? You're just bragging, who believes you?"

  I put my hands behind my head, raised my legs, and leaned back in the office chair, looking pleased with myself, no longer paying attention to Bao Fei's cold jokes.

  Zhang sister on one side with her own large lunch in her mouth, mumbled and said: "Hey, I'm saying Xiao Lin, what kind of beauty is she? Look at how beautiful you are."

  I smiled slightly, thinking to myself that a beauty is naturally a very beautiful woman. Nonsense! I despised myself for a moment. My mind couldn't help but recall the past encounters with Zhu Pei Jia. Let's just consider it as past events anyway.

  That day I got off work late, mainly because there were some documents that hadn't been sorted out. I have a bad habit of not doing another thing until one thing is done. This trait can be said to be a double-edged sword. On the good side, I am dedicated and meticulous in my work, with high efficiency; on the bad side, there are actual examples, such as when I was playing World of Warcraft RPG with classmates during university, we played for several hours, but halfway through, I suddenly felt the urge to go to the bathroom, but the game wasn't over yet, so I had to hold it in... The consequences were terrible. From then on, before playing games, I would always go to the bathroom first, under the name of "light armor".

  When I finished sorting out the documents, it was already 9:30. As I walked out of the company building, thinking about how long I still had to take the bus to get back to my lovely home, I felt uncomfortable all over. Beijing is a great place in every way - rapid economic development, rich cultural heritage, hardworking and enthusiastic people, and it's the capital city, how cool is that? But there's just one thing that really gets to me, and that's how inconvenient it is to get around! From one place to another, when you're unlucky, you have to transfer buses four or five times, and if you encounter a traffic jam, forget about it, half the day is wasted. Even a monk who's used to sitting in meditation can't tolerate this, let alone an ordinary person like me.

  Fortunately, it was already quite late and there were only half as many people on the bus as during rush hour, which made me feel a little delighted. As I walked onto the bus, I found that there was still one seat left, and I felt even more delighted! I quickly took three steps to get to the last remaining seat, but just as I was about to sit down, I discovered that there was another competitor next to me!

  I took a glance with my peripheral vision and found that the comrade next to me didn't belong to any of the "old, weak, sick, disabled or pregnant" categories. Of course, it's possible that she was one of the "old, weak, sick or disabled", but not obviously pregnant since she was a woman. I thought to myself, if she doesn't fall into the category where I should give up my seat, then I won't be polite about it, first come first served (I seemed to have forgotten "ladies first"). I turned around and prepared to sit down with a clear conscience when I bumped into her... When my butt was still 0.01 cm away from the seat, I stood up! With utmost elegance, I made a very gentlemanly "please" gesture and gave up the seat to her...

  You want to ask me why? Because she's a female comrade, of course! Female comrades come first! Revolutionary comrades naturally have to yield to each other. Of course, this isn't the real reason. The real reason is that she's indeed a female comrade, but more importantly, she's a very beautiful female comrade, yeah! She's a beauty!

  I dare to guarantee with my more than 20 years of veteran qualifications that she is a beauty! Long hair, big eyes, shallow dimples, red lips, pointed chin, fair skin, and tall figure. Maybe my description seems a bit cliché, but I really don't know what other words to use to describe this beauty in front of me. In short, she is a beauty! A beauty that can ignite my revolutionary passion!