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"That girl looks very innocent." Duan Yu raised his legs on the leather sofa, put one arm casually on his thigh, and glanced at the little girl at the reception desk.

"She just graduated from university and came here for an internship." Lian Que looked a little nervous, and his eyes were always on the people passing by in the hall.

Lian Que never expected to meet Duan Yu so soon, and it was at his office. Regarding his entrustment and Duan Yu's identity, he was a little worried that he would be found out.

"If you're worried, go and get busy with your business, I didn't come to see you in the first place." Duan Yu saw his worry and said thoughtfully.

"Hmm... what do you want to do here?" Lian Que was still a little curious.

"Secretly observe." Duanyu smiled relaxedly.

"To my boss?" Lian Que asked, "Surveillance, right?"

"En." Duanyu nodded, "You guys are going to take a lunch break soon, will the boss come out?"

"She's not in the company today." Lian Que's eyebrows sank, making his face look bitter and melancholy, "Have you thought about what to do?"

Duan Yu shook his head, put his legs down and leaned against the back of the sofa: "Not yet, but before doing this, you should get to know your boss first, knowing yourself and your enemy is the only way to win every battle."

Lian Que smiled wryly, Duanyu's actions and statements seemed to him a bit like playing tricks.

"Why, don't you believe me?" Duan Yu asked, staring at his face.

"No, no..." Lian Que waved his hands in a panic, "I just think it's fresh, I think you are a very interesting person."

"Interesting?" Duan Yu tilted his head slightly, put his hand on half of his face, stared at Lian Que with a teasing look, and said, "This is the first time someone has praised him like this."

Lian Que felt a little embarrassed when he stared at him like this, his face blushed, and just as he was about to say something, his eyes suddenly fell on someone standing at the entrance of the lobby, so he hurriedly stood up He took a big step outside and deliberately stood in front of Duanyu.

His overhanging figure immediately caught the attention of the person at the door. She was wearing high-heeled shoes more than ten centimeters, and she stepped on the marble floor tiles in the lobby with a "peddling" sound, and walked straight towards Lian Que's position.

"Lian Que, why did you come down?"

"Come down and send a courier, Mr. Chen." Lian Que became embarrassed, looking even more nervous than before, with one hand clenched behind his back, fingers twitching restlessly in the palm, and the other hand tightly Sticking to the outside of the thigh, like solemnly receiving a foreign guest.

"Why are you so nervous." Mr. Chen played her special trick and took advantage of it.

She pulled Lian Que's hand behind her to her side, turned her face sideways at the best viewing position at a 45-degree angle, and gave him a very natural wink, then gently rubbed his cheeks with her hands The palm of the hand brought the boss's "considerate care" to the subordinate to the extreme: "Why are your hands so cold, you should wear more clothes."

"Well... Got it... My coat is upstairs." Lian Que looked around and quickly withdrew his hand, afraid that the scene here would be noticed.

"I'm not afraid of you, but you are." Mr. Chen showed a sophisticated smile like a fish in water, patted Lian Que's buttocks again, and said triumphantly, "Let's go up together."

Lian Que swallowed, and looked back nervously, only to find that at some point, the seat where Duan Yu was sitting was already empty.

In fact, at the moment Lian Que got up, Duan Yu followed his gaze and found Chen Qian coming from outside the gate. He moved towards the service desk, thanks to Lian Que's 1-meter tall figure.

And the poor Lian Que's scene of being molested by the female boss just now can be clearly seen, but at this moment he is helpless, so he can only silently mourn for him.

"Are you Lian Que's friend?" The girl at the service desk asked curiously when she saw that Duan Yu had been quietly looking at Lian Que's position.

Duanyu turned his head, pointed at himself, and asked the girl with a smile: "Are you talking to me?"

"Ah... yes, I'm asking you..." The girl met Duan Yu's eyes at such a close distance, and suddenly there was a short circuit in her mind, and she even stuttered.

"Your face is so red." Duanyu flirted with the girl, then turned his head and glanced at Lian Que who had just entered the elevator, and said with a smile: "Friends, not really, let's just call them acquaintances."

"That's it..." The girl picked up a metal thermos bottle on the table, and put a sticker on her face, hoping to relieve the hot feeling on her face.

"By the way, do you know Chen Qian from Smart E-commerce, Mr. Chen?" Duan Yu saw that the girl was anxious to get the blush off her face, so she tiptoed into the service desk and put herself The cold palms were pressed against the girl's flushed cheeks, "Isn't this much better? My hands aren't very warm this season, so it seems that they can help you."

I don't know whether Duanyu knows what kind of consequences his actions will bring. The blush on the girl's cheeks has not faded, but has covered her entire face. It feels like the top of her head will be hot in the next second. Gotta smoke.

"No... no need, thank you... I can do it myself..." The girl turned around quickly, and frantically fanned the cool breeze in front of her with her hands.

This is a world of faces. If Judging Yu's actions were replaced by a man with a wretched appearance and a hideous face, the little girl at the front desk would definitely shout "pervert" and slap him mercilessly .

"Are you okay?" Duanyu smiled triumphantly. It seems that he did that on purpose, and he can't blame him. As the number one male prostitute in the Song Dynasty, his professionalism of teasing everyone is still hard to change for a while.

"It's all right..." The girl finally recovered, "Did you ask me Mr. Chen just now?"

"Yeah." Duanyu nodded, lay obediently on the front desk, blinked and turned on the girl: "When does she usually get off work?"

The girl just looked at him for a second, then she secretly turned her head away because she couldn't bear the strong electric current in those peach eyes, "It's about five o'clock..."

"Five o'clock, isn't it boring to wait five or six hours?" Duan Yu muttered in a low voice. He found two office chairs behind the girl, so he asked again: "Are you working at the front desk alone?"

"Usually there are two of them. Today, another colleague asked for a leave of absence due to urgent business. There is no time to find someone to take over." The girl said softly.

"That's it." Duan Yu made up a small calculation in his heart. Anyway, he was idle, so he just learned some new knowledge at the front desk while waiting for his surveillance object to get off work, "Do you mind if I help your colleagues? Half-day class?"

"It's not good..." The girl subconsciously glanced at the empty seat next to her, "I will be criticized if the leader sees it, and I'm just an intern too..."

Duanyu scratched his head in trouble, but unfortunately there is no scum in his system now, even if he wants to transform into another identity, he feels like he will be disgusted by people wherever he is with his identity as a jobless vagrant.

The girl saw that Duanyu was a little troubled, so she kindly suggested: "If you're bored, you can go to the newsstand outside and read magazines and newspapers."

Duanyu glanced outside the gate, the north wind was blowing, and he could see a few fallen leaves flying in the air, he smiled helplessly, thinking that this little girl is really honest and heartless, but Let him go outside to drink the northwest wind on such a cold day.

"Okay, I get it, so I won't disturb your work." Duan Yu smiled and waved to the little girl, tugged at his collar, and walked out of the building.

Standing by the side of the road, Duanyu took another look at the newsstand, and was really curious about the owner of the newsstand's sunglasses, so he walked over.

"Boss, here is a newspaper." Duanyu said to the newsstand owner.

"Evening newspaper, morning newspaper or city newspaper?" The newsstand owner was busy tidying up the bookstalls, and didn't look back at Duanyu.

Duan Yu glanced at the newspapers on the news stand, pointed to a city newspaper and said, "Just this one, city newspaper."

"Take it yourself, one yuan." The owner of the newsstand took out a stack of magazines that had just arrived on the floor one by one, and put them one by one on the magazine rack.

Seeing that the owner of the newsstand had no time to talk to him, Duanyu picked up the newspaper, put a dollar on the newsstand, and walked up to the boss, pretending to be looking for a magazine, "Boss, the sky is so cold, and the sun is not so cold." Big, why are you wearing sunglasses?"

The owner of the newsstand still didn't stop what he was doing. He just glanced at Duan Yu and said casually, "My eyes are not good. I'm afraid of the sun. My eyes tend to water. I couldn't help but wear sunglasses."

"So that's how it is." Duan Yu nodded with a smile, and just as he was about to leave, he heard the owner of the newsstand say again, "Don't tell me, these sunglasses are a good thing."

"Oh? How do you say it?" Duanyu became interested.

The owner of the newsstand turned around, still holding a bundle of newspapers in his hand, put his face in front of Duanyu, and said triumphantly, "You can't see that I'm staring at you, right?"

Duanyu was taken aback, the owner of the newsstand had no choice but to lift the sunglasses up from the bridge of his nose, raised the corners of his eyes and said to him: "Wearing sunglasses, others won't be able to see you staring at him. It's best to watch little girls." After that, he showed a cunning and wretched smile.

Duanyu is only complacent, and smiled at the owner of the newsstand tacitly, just about to laugh at the owner of the newsstand for his low pursuit, suddenly he had an idea, pointed to the sunglasses in the owner's hand and asked: "Why did you sell these sunglasses to me?" Sample?"

"No." The owner of the newsstand dragged his voice, took the sunglasses up like a treasure, breathed out at the lenses, wiped them on his clothes, and then put them back on, "What do I use for you? "

Duan Yu smiled coldly, took out a copy of Grandpa Mao from his pants, and handed it to the owner of the newsstand: "You can go and buy a new one."

The owner of the newsstand still seemed suspicious. He stared at the money in Duanyu's hand and questioned, "Why don't you buy a new pair yourself?"

"I'm not familiar with this place, so I don't know where it's sold." Duan Yu glanced at the door of the building, and said, "And I can't go too far, I still have something to do."

Seeing that the owner of the newsstand was still a little hesitant, Duanyu added another 100 yuan, and stuffed it into the owner's coat pocket. Regardless of whether he wanted to, he took off his sunglasses and put them on the bridge of his nose. Walk across the road.

He shook his hand at the newsstand owner, raised one corner of his mouth, and said majestically, "You won't encounter such a good thing twice."

"You son of a bitch! It's great to be rich!" Although the owner of the newsstand said this, he honestly put the 200 yuan in his pocket into the small pouch on his waist, for fear that the money would be blown away by the wind.