tease

Wen Zhengyu knew very well that Ye Ling's intention of coming to her to grab food was not to drink, but she couldn't tell for a while.She has dealt with Ye Ling many times, and she has a little understanding of Ye Ling.Ye Ling does things with a clear goal, and she has the will to not give up until the goal is achieved.She knew that Ye Ling would still come to eat, but when Ye Ling came to eat, she would add more rice, which seemed like she was a bully, but she wanted to see how long Ye Ling could last.

Because Wen Zhengyu ate snacks and didn't want to think about his grandfather, he took a walk after dinner and accompanied Mr. Wen Ru to the old street with a lot of special snacks to buy snacks and cakes to honor the old man. Only then did the old man forgive her magnanimously.

By the way, Wen Zhengyu packed a pastry for himself and took it to the office.

In the morning, she was carrying pastries to the door of the studio, just in time to meet Ye Ling getting out of the car.

Ye Ling said with a smile, "Morning Zheng Yu."

Wen Zhengyu replied politely with a light smile: "Mr. Ye is early."

Ye Ling's gaze fell on the pastry Wen Zhengyu was carrying, and asked with a little surprise: "Is this the pastry you brought for me?"

Wen Zhengyu: "..." She was slightly stunned, thinking, "Which of your eyes saw that this is the pastry I brought you?"

Ye Ling came to her senses and said in a little embarrassment: "Look at me! Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"

It was a little embarrassing for Wen Zhengyu to make Ye Ling make such a fuss.She couldn't continue to embarrass the two of them because of a box of osmanthus cakes, she immediately smiled and said: "I really didn't misunderstand." Handing the osmanthus cakes to Ye Ling, she said: "The original quality snacks, I specially brought them to Mr. Ye to taste. "

Ye Ling was a little flattered and said, "Thank you Zheng Yu." He took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake from Wen Zhengyu, then turned around and gave Wen Zhengyu the tea leaves from his assistant, and said, "My friend sent it tomorrow. Mao Jian. It’s embarrassing to spend tea and meals at your place all the time, so I’ll give you some gifts so I’ll be ashamed to come again next time.”

Wen Zhengyu really wanted to ask: "Can I not accept it?" It was the first time she met someone like Ye Ling who came here for dinner, and she dared to say that Ye Ling was definitely not embarrassed.But she couldn't refuse the favor.She was also mentally prepared for Ye Ling's coming to eat today, so she could only say in her heart: "Sure enough", and replied with a smile: "Then thank you, Mr. Ye, for the good tea." Do to Ye Ling He made a "please" gesture and asked Ye Ling to go upstairs together.

They went upstairs together, and then went back to their respective offices.

The autumn auction was entrusted to the auction house, and the relevant procedures had already been set. As the autumn auction approached, she was idle instead.As usual, the first thing she does when she comes to the office every day is to open the doors and windows to ventilate the formaldehyde. Cleanliness, check whether the tea and water for guests are ready, whether the cups are washed, and other trivial matters.Although these trivial matters are handled by the personnel from the administrative personnel department, as the operator of the studio, she herself has to pay more attention. After all, although these are trivial details, it is still not sloppy to open the door and do business. of.The studio is deserted most of the time, and there are not many clients. If it doesn't look orderly, she can't even look at it.She walked around and found nothing wrong, and then returned to the office where she had been exhausted for nearly an hour, and signed the report documents that were to be signed and approved.

She is still able to cope with her current job, and the studio has just been established. In order to save wages, she did not hire an assistant.For example, this kind of work of sending documents, let a little girl who works as a clerical staff in the administrative personnel department work part-time.

The girl’s surname is Ning, and her name is Ning Ning. She is 22 years old and has just graduated from university. She is very white, has a round face, and always has a smile on her face. Two sweet little dimples.

Every time the little girl laughed, Wen Zhengyu wanted to go up and pinch it, she thought it must feel good.However, as a boss, she still can't do such things as pinching a little girl's face.

The documents sent to her are all placed in folders. The documents she has not signed or read are opened and placed on the left hand side. After reading them, they are signed, closed and placed on the right hand side.After the little girl finished her work, she would come to her office around eleven o'clock in the morning to send the signed documents to the various departments.Some confidential documents are locked in drawers, filing cabinets or safes, and she has to run errands by herself if they want to be delivered to various departments.

At around ten o'clock in the morning, she asked Sun Yuan to deliver the recliner she bought.The rattan recliner matches the Chinese-style decoration of the studio, and the price is also cheap. Nine hundred and eight bags are delivered to the door, and a small pickup truck pulls it over, and the driver even helps to carry it upstairs.

Wen Zhengyu asked the driver to move the recliner chair to Ye Ling's office. Because Ye Ling's office door was closed, she couldn't open it directly, so she asked the driver to put it at the door, and then gently knocked on Ye Ling's office door.Her hand fell on the door, and the half-hidden door opened.

At the beginning, the decoration plan was cheap, and the cheap door used was not good. The door was pushed open before there was a knock.

Wen Zhengyu had no choice but to hold the doorknob and knock on the door twice, attracting the attention of Ye Ling, who was talking on the phone outside the window with the chair back to the door.

Ye Ling turned the chair and turned her head. The expression on her face showed a kind of coldness, and the cold light flickered in her eyes, showing a very cold and stern look.

Ye Ling's inadvertently glanced back made Wen Zhengyu's heart skip a beat, and a slight chilling feeling passed through, which was a little scary.This appearance is completely different from Ye Ling who is smiling like a flower in the morning.

Wen Zhengyu and Ye Ling's eyes met, seeing Ye Ling's eyes warming up in a short moment like melting ice and snow, this speed of change made Wen Zhengyu frightened, fearing that Ye Ling was really mentally ill or something.She pulled back her thoughts, quickly regained her composure, and said, "Mr. Ye, your recliner has been delivered."

Ye Ling put down the phone, let out a deep breath, and said, "When the old house was being renovated, the workers broke a very important thing of mine."

Wen Zhengyu said "hmm" and thought, "Why are you explaining this to me?" She felt that if Ye Ling got angry, it would be very scary.She was a little guilty, if she had known that Ye Ling was so scary, she would have asked Sun Yuan to buy a more expensive recliner.She turned her head and asked the delivery driver to move the recliner in, and then she hurriedly stayed away from this psychopath, and when she turned her head, she found that the driver had already left.

The delivery driver had nothing to say, if he was asked to deliver it to the door, he would deliver it to the door without saying hello.

The rattan reclining chair is big, and she can't carry it very well. It should be pushed, and it will grind the floor tiles and the bottom of the chair.She had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Boss Ye, please help lift the recliner."

Ye Ling went to the door, looked at the reclining chair outside the door, and looked suspiciously at Wen Zhengyu.

Wen Zhengyu's ears felt a little hot from Ye Ling's eyes, she said: "The reclining chair, lie on it for a nap during lunch break, it should be..." After she finished speaking, Ye Ling glanced at her again. Strange.Wen Zhengyu had the urge to throw down the sentence: "You carry it in by yourself", and fled in despair.But things can't be done like this, can they?She acted as if nothing happened, pointed to the recliner, and signaled Ye Ling to help.

Ye Ling flicked up the sleeves of her suit, carried the reclining chair in with Wen Zhengyu, and placed the reclining chair where she could see the lake view.Ye Ling smiled slightly at Wen Zhengyu, and said, "In the office, lying on a recliner and looking at the lake view should be a kind of pleasure."

Wen Zhengyu said "um", and said, "It should be pretty good." She said, "Mr. Ye, then I'll go back first." She pointed to her office next door.

Ye Ling nodded slightly, watching Wen Zhengyu leave.She could see that Wen Zhengyu seemed to be frightened by her angry appearance just now.

Wen Zhengyu returned to the office, closed the office door, picked up his mobile phone and sent a text message to Wen Li: "Ye Ling is so crazy."

Wen Li: "..."

Immediately after, Wen Li sent another sentence: "What happened to her?"

Wen Zhengyu said, "It's not easy to say."

Wen Li: "..."

A few seconds later, another sentence came: "Are you kidding me?"

Wen Zhengyu told Wen Li what happened when she gave Ye Ling the wicker chair.

After Wen Li listened, he sent another "oh".

Wen Zhengyu asked: "You don't have anything to say?"

Wen Lihui: "As far as I know, Ye Ling hired a craftsman to renovate the old house that your family sold to her."

Wen Zhengyu: "..."

Wen Li replied again: "But you've already sold it, no matter what you smashed, it's her family's."

Wen Zhengyu: "..." Even if it was something her family had already sold, she would still feel distressed if it was broken.

She thought for a long time, and then sent a text message to Ye Ling: "Your home is being renovated, what is broken?"

It took several minutes for Ye Ling to reply to her: "The plaque on my painting hall."

Wen Zhengyu's brain buzzed, and he felt that the blood on his body was rushing to the top of his head.When she sold the house, she never thought of taking off the plaque on the painting hall and taking it away.But at that time Ye Ling bought the whole house, painting hall, and even the paintings together.That plaque was written to her by her grandma when she moved into the painting hall.Wen Zhengyu held the phone, his hands trembling uncontrollably with anger, his eyes were hot and tearful.She closed her eyes, tried her best to stabilize her emotions, and then got up to go to Ye Ling's office.She knocked on the door of Ye Ling's office, but no one answered.She tried to turn the lock, but the door was not locked. When she opened the door, she saw that the office was empty.

Wen Zhengyu gently closed the door of Ye Ling's office, went back to his own office silently, closed the door, and leaned against the door, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable.

No matter how distressed she is, what can she say?

After the thing is sold, it is no longer your own, so you can't help yourself.