"Hey, Sister Liu" holding her shoulders with both hands, Zhao Liting flattened her mouth, turned her head to look at the person who attacked her from behind, her expression was helpless, because she found that as long as she wore less, her second boss would do something to herself.
But everyone is a woman, touching a shoulder, touching a collarbone or something is not a big deal, and when taking a bath, she also asks the bather to rub her breast, but she feels a little indescribable.
"You little girl, you wear so little, be careful that the boss comes to the company to take advantage of you."
With his hands behind his back, Liu Mengmeng had a reserved smile on his face.
Today's Zhao Liting is still wearing cool, the door of the house is a fingerprint switch, there is no man in the house, the pure white skirt completely exposes the collarbone, sagging to the knees, and her backrest is a small grass green thin knitted shawl, which she wears on the way out, mainly to prevent the light.
"It's okay, she's been trying to be a boss lady, and she thinks it's too much to wear."
Accountant Wang Fang teased with her characteristic slow speaking speed.
The company rented a house for these four people to live in, two bedrooms and one living room, one bedroom for two people, Zhao Liting and Wang Fang are in one bedroom, and the relationship will naturally be closer.
"I don't have it, don't frame me."
Zhao Liting immediately retorted, after all, this kind of thing is relatively taboo, although she also had this idea in her heart.
"Maybe, Tingting's clothes have been getting cooler and cooler recently."
Lawyer Dong Minghua gave evidence on the side.
"Baby, it's summer, that's all you wear" Hearing Dong Minghua say this, Zhao Liting also rolled her eyes helplessly, this day is getting hotter and hotter, and she can't wear office professional clothes.
"Wow, Sister Liu, Tingting complains that you are wearing too much, find something for her to do, let her understand what impulsive punishment is."
After everyone got acquainted, the watermelon head Sun Yanan didn't have to be careful when he spoke, and ran to Liu Mengmeng's side to fan the flames.
"Hmph, I heard that too."
With both hands, Liu Mengmeng had a finished expression, because she was wearing a little more than Dong Minghua, because Dong Minghua had a black skirt on her lower body, and Liu Mengmeng was black trousers.
Liu Mengmeng is not bad for money, although he usually wears a black suit and a white shirt, but the material is exquisite, the fabric is not hot to wear in summer, and the touch and ventilation are very good, because it blocks the sun, so it is cooler than a short skirt.
"No, I'm innocent."
Zhao Liting couldn't cry or laugh.
Lunch is still Liu Mengmeng's matter of stepping on the accelerator, but the accelerator is not the accelerator, she is used to it during this time, mainly because Guan Ming is also good at serving, what to buy and eat, even if there is occasionally something unpalatable, he will not eat that dish at most.
There was a large plastic bag in her hand, which contained eight lunch boxes, two boxes of rice and three dishes, and as for the soup, Liu Mengmeng said that she really didn't want to wash the dishes.
When you open the door, the living room is a little dim, because the light is only coming in through the kitchen and then through the glass windows.
The living room window is blocked by black and red curtains, because of the floor space of the machine, Guan Mingsang frantically removed the living room lights, and the coffee table and small coffee table that were originally placed in the living room were also forced into the useless guest bedroom, there is only one path from the door to the bedroom, the width is about one meter five, and the corners are walked, passing the kitchen and toilet from the root of the wall, and finally to the bedroom.
Fortunately, the two guest bedrooms are open to the door, and the middle passage leads directly to the master bedroom, otherwise Liu Mengmeng doubts whether the equipment will be connected to the door of the guest bedroom.
In her opinion, Guan Ming has reached the level of madness in the use of space.
In fact, it's not that Guan Ming is crazy, the main thing is that there is really no place.
Artificial intelligence has functional judgment, simply put, but in terms of area, the size of this supercomputer at home is no smaller than that of the company, the difference is that the company has an interval, which is very reasonable, and the home does not, to put it more bluntly, the company's heat dissipation is better, and the home is much worse.
In Guan Ming's vision, if the manual can only not even be reasonably distributed, then it is not artificial intelligence, if the supercomputer at home is fully operational, it can only be used for a short time, because the heat dissipation is not good, but it can be partially run, part of the stop, and then replaced, of course, no matter how it comes, as long as the machine is turned on, the temperature will definitely rise, even if Guan Ming deliberately installed two air conditioners, the effect of temperature control will not be too good, mainly because the supercomputer at home is too thick.
Of course, there is another reason for this is to save electricity, although the electricity cost in the residential area will be cheaper than that of the commercial building, but it is not that everything can be put at home, otherwise the company will put the host in the residential area.
"Boss, it's time to eat."
Holding the cold black metal exterior with one hand, Liu Mengmeng howled dryly.
There is so much space to move around, Liu Mengmeng doesn't want to go to the master bedroom to call Guan Ming.
"Come on."
Guan Ming also snorted, and then got up and walked out of the house.
In the first few days, Guan Ming wrote code in black and white, trying to enter the artificial intelligence program as soon as possible, but the workload was too great, but fortunately, with Liu Mengmeng waiting by his side, he did not starve to death.
However, it is precisely because of Liu Mengmeng that Guan Ming's working hours can always be relatively normal, and at the same time, as the mobile hard drives in his house are full one by one, his mentality has calmed down a little bit.
To put it mildly, Guan Ming's role is more than one artificial intelligence, and if he exhausts his body in order to make artificial intelligence, it is a manifestation of irresponsibility.
"Yo ho, this dish is very good, good."
After arriving at the kitchen, I saw Liu Mengmeng opening the lunch box one by one, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, shredded fish-flavored pork and dried clams, all of which are Guan Ming's favorite dishes, not spicy, slightly spicy and spicy.
"Let's change it, I've been listening to this sentence for half a month."
Liu Mengmeng's tone was disgusted, but he still honestly handed over a pair of convenient chopsticks.
"Praise you a lot, it gives you a sense of accomplishment."
Guan Ming was not annoyed, and was still joking.
It has been more than a month and a half since the company was created, but it has been more than half a month since Guan Ming last went to the company, fortunately the company has Liu Mengmeng taking care of him, otherwise Guan Ming would definitely not have so much time to be busy with his own affairs.
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However, not going to the company does not mean that he does not know the company's affairs, every day at lunch and dinner, Liu Mengmeng will tell Guan Ming about today's company.
Regardless of whether Guan Ming listens to it or not, it is an attitude.
And Guan Ming's side is simpler, the company is just a game, just a little place, he believes in Liu Mengmeng very much, because no matter how much she tosses, she can't toss anything
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