The streets are full of balloons, banners, marshmallows, and children's giggles. The atmosphere of the festival is very strong. Although it is still in the morning, all the signs are saying that "it will be very busy today." Nunu base station next to the bar, wiped the knife and fork spoon that had just been taken out of the dishwasher. Every time you rubbed it, you would shake the dishes in your hands by the sunlight shining into the window to check if there were water stains that were not removed.
"Ah~, the tip of this fork is a bit bent. The nearest guest is not a gentleman."
Nuchi put the bent fork to the side and began setting up the dining table. The position and angle of each set of cutlery are the same. This is the request that Nuki has made over the years. His actions are neat and clean, and there are no repetitions or excesses. One two three four, in one go.
The location near the window was the area that Nuki was responsible for for many years. When he walked here, he would be facing the window so that the sun shining through the window would shine on his body and face. The wind, clouds and birds outside the window seemed to be felt. The birds left the window in groups of three or five, and several sparrows flew to the corner.
At the end of the street came the sound of engines. From far to near, the car appeared at the corner of the street.
This is a classic car with a red background and a white pattern. The white lines gather at times from the sun's rays to the center, sometimes to the edges, sometimes like a triangle, and sometimes like a small animal... dazzling.
Although the car is a classic car, but the maintenance is very good, the sound of the engine, like the leopard found the prey from the nose out of the low-pitched, waiting for the opportunity to move, at any time can be like an arrow off the string, dust out.
The driver of the front row is mentally competent, with a strong body, dark skin, neat uniforms, and a firm eye. It is a well-trained and highly skilled proof.
The old car turned over the corner and started a few sparrows. They slammed on the wall and watched the car park in front of the courtyard in the middle of the wall.
Hey... The driver rang the bell, "Mr. Newton is there? Miss Mickes of the L group is here."
Soon the courtyard opened and a middle-aged man stood in the door. The man is not tall, slightly lighter wearing a pale blue T-shirt, hem in a beige slacks, and wearing a pair of pale blue casual shoes under his feet. In the man's short, dense hair, one or two white hairs were thrown out, leaving two neat and neat mustaches.
"Mr. Newton?" asked the driver.
"It's me," said the middle-aged man.
At this time, the car door of the old car opened, and the gap between the door and the ground revealed a pair of pale gold high-heeled sandals decorated with crystals, supporting a pair of smooth and delicate feet, symmetrical legs... From the car door to the front of the yard.
She wore a sun visor and she wore a tight vase with a black background and an orange geometric color. She just showed her knees. She was high and low at the hem, and she wore wavy lace trims. The "Mix. Buddha" whispered. Said.
"Oh, oh, hello, I'm Newton." Mr. Newton rushed to take advantage of his demureness and put Miss Meeks into the hospital.
They went through the vine-covered stone corridor. "This is a fountain. There is a arbor there. Yes, there's a swing there..." Newton told Meeks about the scenery in the yard.
The two arrived in the main hall. Newton politely took off the veil cap for Meeks. I do not know whether it was the wind of the air conditioner or the wind at the door. It happened to be when the scarf of the hat was blown into the face of Meeks. Unable to reach the hand, the cap scarf was wrapped in Meeks's cheek by a stamp of Newton.
"Ah~" Newton quickly threw a hat as Mieks whispered.
"Oh, oh my god, what have I done, this..."
“The dressing room is on this side, with Australian pumpkin cream, vitamin E milk, make-up remover, yo... what I need now. I'll buy it now.†Newton flurried with Meeks to the dressing room.
"Nothing big, you don't have to be so nervous. I'll just take care of it. I'll take it with you." Meeks leaned slightly behind and went into the dressing room.
Sunshade Hat
After anxious waiting, Meeks came out, Newton full of apologetic and anxious eyes toward Meeks.
"I'm fine," before Newton opened his mouth, Meeks said first. "You see, I used your pumpkin cream, and also the makeup remover."
Newton looked up and looked at Meeks's face carefully. There was no imprint. After the two met, Newton hadn't looked at Meeks yet. At this time, it seemed that although the makeup was unloaded, Mick was fine. Sri Lanka is truly beautiful: face is delicate, skin is white like jade, plus a slim figure is really a lady...
"What did you think of asking me?" Meeks interrupted Newton's 'observation'.
"Oh, if you have a long story, please sit down." "Speaking of whether you first heard or happened to be a casual friend party, a friend of you who was in company J mentioned the L group. After seeing your business abilities in the L Group's publicity, there was an idea of ​​co-operation, so this time invite you to hope that we can establish long-term cooperation."
"Oh? Hehehe... am I so famous?" Meeks silvery laughter echoed in Newton's ears.
"You don't know yet? The L Group and the J Company are promoting you everywhere. They also put you on posters, on web pages, and on WeChat. You are the latest star! I also make an appointment at Company J to have the opportunity today You talk about cooperation!" Newton said with pride.
They talked about the upcoming cooperation from the beginning, and even talked about their personal preferences. From morning to noon, Newton announced that “for the upcoming cooperation, we will find a restaurant to celebrate!â€
“Welcome, Mr. Newton!†said Nuki, seeing Mr. Newton, stepping forward. Newton is a frequent visitor to the Pavua Restaurant, and Nucky is an old fellow of the restaurant. Naturally, he is familiar with Newton. Nuki puts Newton and Meeks leading the window position "What do you use today?"
When Newton asked Meeks with eyes, a silhouette was flashed from the entrance to the restaurant and stood beside Nuchi. He took the menu in Nuchi's hands and said to Nuchi, "I am coming!" Startled, but his professionalism over the years has quickly calmed him down.
Both Nucky and Newton turned their gaze to this man. The man was dark and burly. Although his hand was almost as large as Nuchi, his arm was thicker than Nouchi. His body was tattooed and clearly visible. It was like a wall. Standing next to Nuchi, Nunu base station looks thin.
Newton turned his eyes to Meeks again. Meeks smiled slightly and didn't say anything.
The strong man leaned towards Meeks slightly. "Miss, I'm going to prepare for you." Meeks nodded slightly and said to Nuchi, "You don't have to worry about me. My meal is the responsibility of him."
Nucky was a bit unhappy. Although he was a little old, he knew a lot about the rumors about 'privacy'. Heared that there were many special guests recently. They ate their meals in the restaurant, usually because the customers had special Taste, but generally take over when serving, rare cook directly! But in the end, Nuchi was only a restaurant employee. He naturally couldn't offend the customer. He had to make a fuss and he turned to his bar.
After Nucky watched the private busier busy running, he found that the young man's business was actually very good, the food supply was timely, and the service industry was attentive. Of course, he only served Meeks, and the work efficiency was also high. Nuchi secretly calculated, according to the workload of this private waiter, he really can not hold it down, "Oh, it seems really old ~."
Nuchi and Private Service
Nuchi only looked at the private waiter and suddenly realized that there was a young boy behind Miss Meeks. The child was dressed in a black jacket with a little red hat. She was slim, especially her feet. It was small. Have to hold back his body.
When the child and other Ms. Meeks finished eating, she took out a lunch box from her bag. Nukki felt that it was a No. 9 lunch box. He believed his own eyesight. Yes, that was No. 9. This specification can be Rarely, "This lunch box is worth a lot of money," Nuki secretly praised.
I saw that the child quietly put the lunch box to the side of the mouth, and only finished eating it. Nuchi rubbed his eyes and looked at the lunch box again. “This is a disposable type No. 9? No wonder he eats. So fast!"
Ms. Meeks had almost read what she had eaten. At that time, she introduced the boy to Newton. "This is my schoolboy. He is awkward and doesn't talk. But don't look at him like that. I have a lot of work to do with him." ."
"Oh? Need help from Miss Meeks?" Newton sighed. "What kind of job can this little brother help?"
"Um...you want a picture, and then tell me, I'll draw what you want."
Newton expressed his picture in an awkward manner. "There is a line here, there is a square, oh... No, this is an ellipse, eh..."
"Oh, do you think, a little bit different from what you think?"
"That's what I said badly," Newton embarrassed to drink saliva.
"You try to tell him quietly," Meeks pointed to the book boy next to him, and Newton whispered in the ear of the booker for a moment. The bookboy nodded and came to Meeks, also in Mick. Silly whispered, and saw the pen flying up and down in Miss Meeks's hand, and quickly drew a picture.
"You see," Meeks hands the painting to Newton. "Oh~?" Newton made a surprise astonishment.
"This is really amazing. I just wanted to paint this. It's really good! Let's go home. I have a lot of ideas for this bookboy to help me draw it out. Haha..."
Newton and Meeks returned to Newton's house and began their busy work. The book-boys ran between them and completed many 'fine jobs'. Newton was very happy.
pen
An instant later, Newton said to Meeks: "Well, there is some text work to do today, and we look forward to the performance of Miss Meeks and the Little Boy."
"What are the text jobs?" Meeks asked Newton with wide eyes.
"Hey, to write two project reports, there is a work plan, yes, there are three e-mails..." Newton hasn't finished yet, Meeks suddenly "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," then I'll go back and change Clothes, wait a minute." When he got up, he walked outside the door.
"Change clothes? Much work, Miss Meeks..." With Newton's voice, Meeks floated out of the door.
"Young girl, working and changing clothes, I really can't understand it. I have to spend my time in beauty," Newton said to himself, and he was helpless in preparation.
A moment later, the door opened again and Meeks walked in a black faux-plaid dress. “Won't you look good?†She came to Newton and turned round in place. The hem of the dress rose. From the back of the door, the sunlight leans in and the light beam passes over Meeks' waistline. The golden jacket reflects the sun to the long skirt. The skirt is dyed in dark purple. The white plaid stripes are reflected in gold. The graceful figure was like a dark purple petunia with a gold thread hanging on a golden flower receptacle.
"Ultimately beautiful," Newton said a bit blankly.
"Hehehehe..." Meeks silvery laughter made Newton look back. He looked at his work plan and looked at Meeks again. "Specially changing clothes? After finishing, "Newton's tone is a bit like a spoiled one. Anyway, it's not just a surprise and helplessness when I heard that Meeks was going to change her clothes.
"Changing clothes is for work! Do a lot of documentation work?"
"What's the relationship between document work and clothes. Have you got bookers to help?"
"Documents and drawings are not the same, do not believe you try ~!"
Newton called the book boy to try to write an e-mail. To his surprise, it was really not an efficiency compared to painting.
He looked up at Meeks and saw that Meeks smiled at him. His hand was rhythmically pressed on the plaid of the dress. The text was flying at the same speed. Newton's eyes were straight. "This skirt awesome!"
Plaid Dress
Dress 3
Newton was amazed at how efficient Meeks was, especially when she was wearing a charming plaid dress. Newton looked at Meeks's skirt and arranged many documents. In a few weeks, the little book children did not show up. .
Newton called the little book boy this day. "Ah, boy, I want to paint this picture..."
"It's not right, it's not the dotted line here. There's not here. It's not what I want. Meeks!" Newton looked at Meeks's painting and shouted.
"Or do you try again?" Meeks said a bit grievously, and called the book-boy in the past with Newton.
"Isn't it right? How do you do this? Are you not physically uncomfortable?" Newton asked meekly as he approached Meeks.
"I didn't feel uncomfortable. Bookboy, aren't you comfortable?" The booker just stood beside him and said nothing.
"This is not good. Let's contact the L Group." Newton took out his cell phone, through WeChat, and got in touch with the L Group, briefly described, "The other party said that they need to go to the L Group Hospital to check." Newton on Mick Sis said.
Meeks did not answer the question. Some frustrations and worries could be seen. "It's okay. I'll go with you. I'll go check it and come back." Newton's tone is like licking a child, but apparently it does not relieve Meeks' anxiety.
On August 5, Newton, Meeks, and the book boy came to the L Group Hospital.
"You need to go to the hospital for examination," the nurse said. "Please sign your name."
"What kind of sign?"
"Hypnotherapy may be needed during the examination and it affects memory. Please confirm."
"Wait, is it right now to confirm Miss Meeks's problem?"
"No, we have to formally confirm who the problem is before we are admitted to the hospital."
"I don't know if it's a problem with Meeks. Why should I use drugs that affect her memory?"
"This is the process, sir," the nurse said blankly.
"I don't agree!" Newton said loudly. "You can first judge whether the book-boy is sick or not? For example, if you look at whether there is any problem with the exchange between the book-boy and other people, if it does, it's not Miss Meeks who is sick. â€
"This is the process, sir," the nurse entered the repeater mode. Newton was in a hurry because it was Meeks and the book boy who were already in the clinic.
After many negotiations, the nurse finally agreed to try not to use hypnotic drugs. Newton then signed a hospital examination book and came to the outside of the treatment room. He looked at Meeks lying in the examination bed across the glass. Meeks was anxious. There is tears under his face on the face...
After restoring the factory settings
Newton waited anxiously for another week.
The phone rang, and Newton made the phone call from the hospital.
"Hello, we found the id of the book boy. We changed the book boy for you. You can go to the discharge office."
Newton put down the phone and flew to the hospital. When he saw Meeks' eyes glazed, he came to Meeks. "Meix, it's me, Newton." Meeks looked at Newton and said nothing. Turning his head back again, looking out the window, Newton felt like a knife.
After completing the discharge procedure, Newton led Mieks's hand and returned to his compound with a new book boy.
Newton sat in front of the window and flashed Meeks a few weeks back in his brain. He rubbed his slightly moist eyes and got up and lifted Meeks around and took the door and walked towards Pavara...
Starring
Meeks Buddha - Lenovo MIIX 4 (MIIX700)
Meeks 5
Meeks 3
Meeks 4
Meeks 4
Meeks 1
Meeks 2
Newton ———————— Newton's book boy who rushed to Apple ———————— Lenovo random electromagnetic pen
pen
Plaid Jacket ———————— Lenovo Random Keyboard Cover
Plaid dress 2
Private Service ———————— Lenovo Random Power Supply
other
Nuchi ———————— NOKIA Charger
Friendship
Driver———————— Jingdong Express Co., Ltd. Classic Car———————— Jingdong Electric Three-wheel Nurse———————— Lenovo maintenance customer service doctor———————— Lenovo repair Customer Service Director/Writer———————— Newton to Apple
June 1, Lenovo MIIX4, 8G 512G bought in Jingdong, keyboard protection cover, electromagnetic pen set, always want to put her into the Pavara restaurant series, but the code word is not easy, making stories more difficult, has not been able to lift the pen.
No one expected the problem with the electromagnetic pen in August, so there was an experience to repair the Lenovo customer service center. The veil of that paragraph, is just the time to unpack the box, the ghost of their own when the plastic film demolished, ah, inadvertently the plastic piece of glue hit the screen, immediately above the screen with glue marks, wiped with alcohol cotton for a long time...
After 3 WeChat communications, 10 phone calls are really chilling for Lenovo's after-sale technical capabilities. What's the use of service enthusiasm? Format my computer during the period, lie on the progress of micro-letter maintenance, query the id of the random electromagnetic pen, and even say that the electromagnetic pen is Bluetooth! In this technical level, I put my computer there and I was scared and frightened. I was very scared. Fortunately, the final complaints had results.
In summary, the machine is a good machine, and the design is also very good-looking, with all accessories, but the technical level of after-sales service is too bad.
Although there is content, but procrastination, one after another, MIIX5's sun bills are out, I'm still drying 4, oh ~
In the end, I am not a clapper with a pen and a rough writing.
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