Mr Chung's Kitten

Chapter 4

The secretary put a whole stack of documents on Zhong Chengxu's desk, without panting, "Mr. Zhong, this is the work you left behind after you left early yesterday."

Yes, Zhong Chengxu retired early for the first time in his third year as CEO.

The reason is a clingy little thing at home, now the little thing is gone, but the job is still there.

The documents were detailed and cumbersome. Zhong Chengxu patiently looked through them one by one, annotated them, and then asked the secretary to distribute them to various departments, or sort them out after signing.

Phew, finally finished, Zhong Chengxu sighed softly, looked up and saw that the hands of the watch were pointing to the sky, it was already lunch time.

He has never had much demand for his appetite, and going to the hotel is just for entertainment, so in fact—Mr. Zhong has always eaten in the cafeteria like ordinary employees.

——Brothers, two o'clock direction!

— Mr. Zhong is here!Those who strike up a conversation, hurry up, those who splash the soup on their faces and touch the porcelain, are you ready?

—…Are you serious?Can you think about the problem based on reality, you see Mr. Zhong's black face and touch of porcelain, I guess he will fire you directly, the reason is that our company does not need uncoordinated idiots.

——How did you see that Mr. Zhong is in a bad mood upstairs?Obviously it's always been a black face.

—Intuition, gay intuition.

——…

—Look!Mr. Zhong is here, it's time to open the vegetable window!

Zhong Chengxu naturally didn't see the discussions in the company's employees' secret forum, but felt that he was surrounded by a feeling of being spied on, and there was more than one person, but every time he looked up, he saw employees sitting together discussing cases and playing with their heads down. cell phone.

Should be thinking more.

Zhong Chengxu walked to the vegetable window. Today's dishes are quite good, with both meat and vegetables. Of course, the employees' treatment of Dingsheng has always been the most attractive thing for job seekers.The man frowned and looked over...why are they all fresh seafood? The booming crayfish are particularly eye-catching, and the auntie with a simple smile said, "Boss, today's lobster is fresh, do you want some?"

"Ah."

Zhong Chengxu took the plate and chose an empty seat and sat down, only to realize that his plate was full of lobster tails...but he was allergic to lobster.

The man's face was constantly changing, and the forum was even more lively.

--Um?Why did Mr. Zhong show such a strange expression to the crayfish.

——A few days ago, Mr. Zhong posted on Moments, did you not see it?He seems to have picked up a cat, maybe the cat at home likes to eat it.

——I don’t listen, I don’t listen, Mr. Zhong is not a cat slave.Maybe he loves crayfish?

——…… What are you talking about that are curious, give me back my eyes!

——Don't go upstairs, tentacle monster and his little seafood, strongly recommend!Really nice!

——How can I look straight at the crayfish in the bowl like you.

In this way, the truth is buried in the crayfish.

Zhong Chengxu stood up, looked around, and finally locked on a middle-level leader whose table was covered with lobster shells. He walked up to the HR manager and asked without changing his face, "Do you like lobster?"

The manager of the personnel department was shocked. Does the leader still pay attention to this issue?

"It's very fresh, Mr. Zhong, you too..."

"I couldn't finish eating too much just now." Zhong Chengxu put the full plate in front of the manager.

The manager of the personnel department said in his heart:? ? ?

But on the mouth, "Thank you, Mr. Zhong, I'm good at this."

Zhong Chengxu nodded and left the cafeteria.

——Mom!Mr. Zhong has such a strong taste?

——On the things about the little brother of the president and the manager of Mediterranean Sea.

——Mourning, insane!But I love it!Rubbing hands excitedly.jpg

——Knock the bowl and wait for the food

——You guys... stop chatting, give me a hand, I'm the manager, and my legs are weak.

The manager said that his heart was almost broken. Could it be that the president really likes him?It's not good for him to accept the unspoken rules of the workplace like this...

Zhong Chengxu took a few bites of bread to deal with it, and after finishing his work, he finally had time to check his phone. As soon as he unlocked it, he saw a WeChat notification popping up.

Yu Maomao has requested to add you as a friend: accept or decline.

Just as Zhong Chengxu wanted to refuse, he saw the following verification message: I am the owner of Mao Mao, the cat you picked up yesterday.

Yu Maomao's profile picture is very lovable. It is a kitten holding a human finger, with an aggrieved expression, and the words, please count me begging you.Zhong Chengxu originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw the picture, he couldn't help thinking, and agreed to add friends.

After adding friends, Zhong Chengxu fell into busy work again, and didn't have time to check the mobile phone messages until after ten o'clock when he got a little drunk from socializing and drinking and called his surrogate driver to go home.

Yu Maomao: Hello (^_^)

Yu Maomao: I am the owner of Maomao, thank you for taking care of him.

Yu Maomao: #图片# This is a picture of Maomao sleeping at home, isn’t it cute

In the picture, the snow-white kitten is sleeping crookedly with its head up, its face full of gluttony.

Zhong Chengxu blinked a few times before he could see the screen clearly, and typed slowly to reply: cute.

He was so drunk that he didn't check the time, but Yu Mao didn't sleep, so he replied quickly.

Yu Maomao: Are you busy?

Zhong Chengxu: Just finished socializing, on the way home.

Looking at the words on the screen, Yu Mao felt inexplicably bitter. Mr. Zhong must have worked very hard to make money, but he was still eating and sleeping at other people's house for nothing. He was simply inferior to a beast.

Yu Maomao: Yes, sorry QAQ

Zhong Chengxu was puzzled:?

Yu Maomao: Sorry to trouble you, I will return the money Maomao spent with you.

Zhong Chengxu laughed, thinking that the kid was too sincere: No need, I even bought cat food for Mao Mao, and kept it there, when do you think you have time to come and get it?

Yu Maomao: Next time I will ask Maomao to visit your house.

Zhong Chengxu: good

Yu Maomao: #图片#

A cow cat jumped out from a distance, moving coherently and neatly in a seductive pose with its head propped on its paws and lying flat on the ground.

Zhong Chengxu thought to himself, there are so many emoticons.

Zhong Chengxu: My surname is Zhong. From now on, you can call me by yourself.

Yu Mao cautiously replied: Brother Zhong?

Hearing this is full of gangster air, like a big brother with flowery arms: let's just call him brother, you should be younger than me.

Yu Maoxin said that I am a hundred-year-old cat, and you are young.

Yu Maomao: Okay, brother QAQ, my name is Yu Mao.

Zhong Chengxu: Then I will call you Mao Mao?

Zhong Chengxu didn't realize something was wrong until he sent it out. If he was called Maomao, wouldn't he have the same name as the little guy?

But the kid on the other end didn't realize the problem: um(-ω-`)

The car turned sharply and swayed violently for a while. The alcohol that had slowed down just now became a monster. Zhong Chengxu felt dizzy and dizzy, and hurriedly replied to Yu Mao: Children go to bed early.

The cat sent out the expression of baring its teeth and claws, but did not get a reply from Zhong Chengxu, and Yu Maoqi's paws itched.

I raised my paw and scratched the scratching post, thinking to myself: Huh, you are only a child, and my century-old cat expresses its dissatisfaction!

The author has something to say: Mr. Zhong: Baby.

Yu Mao: Grandpa!

There should be another update today.