我最初的工作是在某机关做打字员。一天,办公室的王秘书正捧着一本小说看得津津有味,连我推门进来他都未曾察觉。我悄悄溜到他身后,试图看清书里内容,他突然把书捂住,脸“腾”地红了,一副惊惶失措的样子:“你干什么?偷偷摸摸的!”“没什么,借我看看好不好?”“好的,明天吧。” My first job was to be a typewriter in an authority. One day, the secretary of the office Wang is holding a novel relished, even when I pushed the door he did not notice. I quietly slipped behind him, trying to read the contents of the book, he suddenly covered the book, his face “Teng ” to the red, a panic-stricken look: “What are you doing? Sneaky! ” “Nothing Take a look at me, OK? ”“ Okay, tomorrow. ”