Boss, do you want to order private service?

Against the background of neon lights, the city at night exudes a charming atmosphere.

After smoking a cigarette, the mobile phone rang: the valet driver is stuck in Central, please wait patiently, or ask someone else to do it.Mr. Gao made a comparative analysis with his brain that had not yet been paralyzed by alcohol, and decisively chose B: It’s okay to wait, it’s just that the word "blocking the central ring" sounds so weird, like a conspiracy!

Hanging up the phone, the small characters on the screen rolled in front of my eyes, making people dizzy. After thinking about it, I poked into the address book: I should find an acquaintance, otherwise if this trend continues, when the driver is called, can I still be okay? Make it clear that the address of the home is a problem.

The glowing fluorescent name flashed across the eyes, and it was impossible to put it into the brain and filter it --- the eyes and fingers seemed to be in danger of losing control of the center.An address book was about to turn to the end, his eyes suddenly focused on two familiar words, he rubbed his temples and judged with the rest of his mind: able to drive, know home, and be on call!Perfect, that's him.

Poke it down quickly, and after two waiting tones, a gentle and slightly tired voice sounded over there. . .

Next, muddle along.

When Gao Hang regained his sanity, Gao Hang found himself lying on the sofa in the living room at home, with a thin figure busy in front of him. Combined with the burning sensation in his stomach and the sour smell mixed with alcohol, it is not difficult to judge Must have just vomited.

His throat hurt so badly, he coughed dryly, his stomach immediately felt sour again, he lay down on the sofa and retched, the busy person hurriedly put down the mop and came over to pat his back.After vomiting, almost all the strength in his body was exhausted, and it was difficult to even turn over, so he put his head on the arm that was supporting his back, and took a breath.

I don't know how long it has passed, the arm under the head suddenly moved, as if it meant to be pulled out, the lying person was inexplicably panicked, and hurriedly pulled it back: "Don't..." The arm did not move anymore, and there was another hand gently pressing She rubbed the back of his hand and patted it reassuringly, "I'll wring a towel for you and pour some water."

The cool towel brushed across the face, and it was really refreshing. Under the man's manipulation, he raised his head sideways and took a sip of water, frowning fiercely---bitter!But how can water be bitter?Could it be. . .medicine? !poison? !Want revenge? ?what to do?

threw up!

Open your mouth, however---it's too late!The brain circuit is too long, and the reaction of the nerve endings is far less than instinct, that's it, swallow it!

With a blank face, is it time to die?Injustice is repaid, and that's it? !

"Is it bitter? The medicine for drunkenness was sent by a foreign customer. It tastes bad, but the effect is good. Let's take another two sips."

Not poison/drug?Glancing at the cup still on his lips, Gao Hang hesitated for a few seconds: let's see the body's reaction!Closing eyes mobilizes the sensory nerves of the organs down the throat: Well, the journey is cool and refreshing, the burning sensation in the stomach is subsiding, and the disgusting sour smell has also been suppressed. . .

Without any further hesitation, he took the cup and drained the light yellow liquid that exudes a strange smell in one gulp. He raised his eyes and glanced at the slightly tired face, "You still carry this with you?"

Taking out a tissue and handing it over, the man smiled honestly: "When I received your call, I thought it might be useful, so I took it with me."

Gao Hang couldn't remember what was said on the phone, but it was embarrassing, his face was slightly hot, "I was so obviously drunk on the phone?"

The man still smiled lightly: "No, it's just that I'm looking for a substitute driver at this time, probably because I've had a drink." While speaking, he picked up the mop again.

The person on the sofa changed to a comfortable position and lay on his back, raised one hand on his forehead, and received every subtle sound that the person made around him in his ears.After a while, "But this is not your job, you can refuse."

The person who lowered his head to clean up the mess was obviously a little surprised, and was silent for a few seconds, "I have too little work and too much free time, so I don't mind working overtime." After a pause, "Besides, you are the boss, and I work for you in the company. Working here is also for you, it makes no difference to me."

Gao Hang felt a certain nerve twitch in his head: "Oh, because you are the boss... So, you were so conscientious and responsible to your boss in the previous company?"

With the mop in his hand, Xia Zhi gathered her beautiful eyebrows together, and took a deep breath: "My previous salary was only linked to performance, so there was no need to do unnecessary things."

"Oh," the man on the sofa rubbed his eyebrows with one hand, showing interest: "What about now?"

Xia Zhi continued to move the mop, "Now my salary level does not match my performance, so I have to do some extra work to balance it, or to make up for it." He straightened up and looked sincerely at the person on the sofa, "President Gao , I have been in the company for a while, and I don't want to be a vegetarian, I hope you can give me a chance, let me have room to display, and really deserve this salary."

"So, when you start working on your work, maybe you will refuse my personal request? Including..." His playful eyes swept around the man, "Substitute driver?"

The man turned around and sighed, and put the mop into the last blind spot, "If you really need it, I..."

"Of course I need it!" The person on the sofa sat up suddenly, looked at the ground that had just been mopped, and touched his chin, "Why don't you come and clean up for me often, I think you are very good at housework? "The mopping here is much cleaner than the part-time workers.

Xia Zhi: "..." He picked up the mop, picked up the cup he just used and walked towards the kitchen, "Mr. Gao, if there's nothing else, I'll leave after washing the mop."

Walk!Gao Hang seemed to feel a slight tremor in his chest. Looking up at the empty living room, he felt a sense of loss: It was the first time I knew that being drunk would make people weak!

Xia Zhi had already come out of the kitchen, and went straight to the coffee table to get the keys and mobile phone on it.He just stretched out his hand, and suddenly he was pulled by a force. After dragging and pulling, the unsuspecting person staggered towards the sofa. Before he could react, he was crushed by gravity, and the hem of his T-shirt was lifted up. Restless hands moved up to his chest. . .

The warm wind with the smell of alcohol blowing into the earholes made one shiver a little, the bases of the ears were mostly red, of course they couldn't escape the man's eyes, and he raised his eyebrows in satisfaction: "Tomorrow morning, I want someone to make breakfast for me !"

When I woke up, it was daylight.

The pillow was empty, and there was no trace of another person's existence at all. Gao Hang sat up with his still drowsy head, almost believing that last night was a dream, until he glanced at the note on the bedside table. . .

Walking into the kitchen, you will be greeted with a light rice fragrance, which is both familiar and unfamiliar.The rice cooker is on heat, the porridge is hot, there is a mini steamer in the pot, and two steamed buns are heating up. On the stove, there are shredded mustard greens and a bag of salted duck eggs, which should be bought from the convenience store downstairs.

The corner of his mouth raised --- it's hard for a clever man to cook without rice, and it's really embarrassing for him to cobble together this meal.

Fill a bowl of porridge and sit at the table, slowly savoring the long-lost "taste of home".

As a standard old man, Gao Hang always (at least before today) thinks that the kitchen is the most redundant space in the house, so everything from decoration to configuration is kept simple, and the facts also support his point of view---from moving into this house to now, Apart from boiling water to soak noodles, this house has never been used seriously!As for the rice cooker, it was drawn by a lottery at Ke Qifeng's wedding, and he reluctantly took it back to make a decoration. Unexpectedly, the kid came to the door with a bag of rice in a few days, saying that it was a matching gift, and it was paired together. There is also a phone number-- - If you have rice and a pot, don't you need a good wife?

Gao Hang wondered, why does this kid always care so much about his lifelong affairs?According to my explanation, it is to prevent him from falling behind on the road of life.However, this kind of nonsense is also deceiving ghosts. Mr. Gao thought about it for a long time, and felt that the only reasonable reason was: he wanted to pull himself back!

Who doesn't know that Gao Hang is a workaholic and has never had a personal life. Even if he really gets married, one can imagine what the married life will be like.With such a comparison, Ke Qifeng can easily establish the image of a good man who takes care of work and family. Even if he takes a step back, there is comfort in comparison!

In this case, Mr. Gao thought about it, and he accepted the rice cooker and rice calmly. As for the phone number --- the fat water does not flow to outsiders, he will happily forward it to Ke Qifeng and his brother-in-law: Young people, falling in love will help get rid of the fullness Unrealistic dream of getting rich in the head.Although I later found out that the owner of that number was Ke Qifeng and his cousin, I felt that the transfer was a bit hasty, but fortunately, it was harmless---it is more kind to kiss and kiss, and to pull someone on my back!

A bowl of porridge seemed to have bottomed out before I had eaten much, so I got up to fill the bowl again, and when I sat back at the table, I had already made up my mind: I will tell that person when I get to the company later, the porridge will be thicker next time, and the buns will be thicker. Need more meat!Also, after looking around, it was the first time I felt that the kitchen was so empty, next time, let him buy some pots and pans and bring them here.