The president runs away when he sees me

The next day, Qiao Kui came to the company.

Starting from the elevator, employees greeted him one after another.

Qiao Kui always nodded in response, but did not speak.

"Hasn't the president become more gentle recently? Why is he suddenly as cold as before today?"

"I don't know. Could it be that something difficult happened to the family? I heard that he has a normal relationship with the family."

The middle-level members of the company who have the authority to use the high-level elevators began to whisper and discuss.

On this side, the big brother secretary went to Qiao Kui's office to deliver documents and coffee to him in accordance with international practice.

Qiao Kui glanced at the black coffee on the tray and shook his head.

"Don't you drink coffee?" asked the big secretary.

Qiao Kui shook his head again, thought for a while, then went out by himself, and came back with a cup of tea.

Big Brother Secretary: "..."

Big Brother Secretary has a familiar feeling of loneliness.

After the children in his family grew up and stopped pestering him "Dad~Dad~" to ask things, he also had a similar sense of sight that he was no longer needed very much.

The eldest brother secretary was sad for a while, and suddenly a feeling of panic rose again.

I'm not going to be fired, am I?No, I have seniors and juniors, and the big brother secretary thought about it with a lot of inner drama.

His full inner drama, through the expression of eyebrows all over his face, was watched by Qiao Kui with a blank expression on the side.

Qiao Kui: "..."

"I……"

Qiao Kui tentatively said a word, but his voice was very hoarse.

When the big secretary heard it, he thought he had a cold, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and said nervously, "Do you need me to get you some cold medicine?"

Qiao Kui shook his head.

"Loubao." Qiao Kui slowly typed two words on the phone.

-

Later, Qiao Kui repeatedly and frankly admitted that he was a visual animal, and his voice gradually improved.

Since he has admitted that he is a visual animal, Qiao Kui also openly followed up the drama while accompanying Liu Canran in the process of embroidering.

The two of them hid in a pavilion converted from a wedding sedan chair, one watched dramas and the other listened to cross talk, which gave this ancient building a new vitality.

Qiao Kui's original entertainment life was not rich, but after being with Liu Canran, because a certain entertainment life was too rich, the other entertainment life was still not very rich.

However, Liu Canran's habit of binge watching dramas has already been cultivated, and it was because of the other party's professional habits that he gradually got better.

Qiao Kui belongs to the type of doing what he loves. This kind of love is not love, but a serious and responsible attitude towards everything, even including entertainment.

He is not like most people, just watch the dramas on the Internet, but he will record the names of the dramas he watched every day in his calendar.

For Liu Canran, who has always lived in a Buddhist way, this feels very fresh.

"Do you have to be so serious even when you're entertaining?" Liu Canran stopped listening to cross talk, and started to watch Qiao Kui's solo sketch, asking.

"Well, quantitative work sometimes extends to quantitative life. Anyway, there are still spare pages in the notebook, so it's good to write them down." Qiao Kui said.

He was an investor in a drama by Liu Canran before, and later gradually expanded his business scope to the entertainment circle, so Qiao Kui felt that watching dramas was a little bit related to work, and there was nothing wrong with making a simple data record OK

"Can you show me your pocket book?" Liu Canran suddenly became interested, grabbed Qiao Kui's arm, and asked him, like a younger brother who came to his elder brother's house for vacation during the winter and summer vacations, curiously poking his head, asking Dongwen Western.

Qiao Kui didn't find him annoying, but thought he was too cute, so she nodded and handed the account to Liu Canran.

Liu Canran flipped through Qiao Kui's pocket book without seeing anything.

"It seems that many young people like to use pocketbooks now." Liu Canran said.

"Well, it's been popular for a while, but in fact, I've used business accounts very early, for many years." Qiao Kui nodded.

"Really? When you have time, show me all your pocketbooks from the past." Liu Canran said with great interest.

"Okay," Qiao Kui nodded, "But I'm afraid you'll be disappointed after reading it. The previous pocketbooks are not worth seeing, and they are basically working."

Qiao Kui's handbook has 24 hours a day, and it is divided into many time fragments by countless small grid styles, most of which are working.

Liu Canran stopped talking and just looked at Qiao Kui.

"Do you think I'm a boring person?" Qiao Kui said.

"No." Liu Canran shook her head and said, "I want to buy you many, many toys, and I also want to take you to the amusement park."

Qiao Kui: "..."

"Do you feel sorry for me?" Qiao Kui said.

"Yes", Liu Canran nodded.

"Little Qiao, I know you are very strong. A person like you actually doesn't want others to feel sorry for you, right?" Liu Canran said.

Qiao Kui nodded.

"But I don't care. I just want to feel sorry for you. If you want to be brave, go outside." Liu Canran said without hesitation.

"Okay." Qiao Kui nodded and agreed without struggling at all.

Liu Canran smiled contentedly.

"Although I haven't seen your previous pocketbook, it just looks like you're a workaholic this year." Liu Canran continued to look down at Qiao Kui's pocketbook while giving him such an evaluation.

"That's good, at least the grids are blank at night." Qiao Kui said.

Liu Canran saw that Qiao Kui's account could be recorded 24 hours a day. On the current page, the night space was empty. For several hours in a row, there was only the two big characters "sleep" written by Qiao Kui's hand. Unlike the daytime part, he will fill it with a variety of colors representing different work, study and life aspects.

"If it's free, it's free, why do you have to write the word sleep?" Liu Canran laughed.

"It may be a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, and I always like to fill up the whole day." Qiao Kui said.

"Oh, isn't that easy?" Liu Canran said with a relaxed expression.

-

On the second day, Qiao Kui dragged his tired body to his office.

After work, he looked around and saw that there were no people around, then took out his work diary with a password lock, and secretly flipped through it.

"President, here is a file..."

The eldest brother secretary said while knocking on the door with ease, and then he heard a loud noise from the office.

"President, are you alright?!" The eldest brother secretary didn't care much, and pushed the door open, and then he saw Qiao Kui quickly stuffing a book-shaped object into the drawer of the desk.

Big Brother Secretary: "..."

"Please take a look at this document." Big Brother said calmly.

"Okay, put it there." Qiao Kui nodded calmly, but there was no eye contact the whole time.

After the big brother delivered the things, he opened the door and went out.

The scene just now seemed familiar, the big brother secretary thought to himself, the scene when he met a child watching the little yellow mosquito for the first time suddenly came to his mind.