Boss, do you want to order private service?

Returning to the office after the morning meeting, the assistant was putting the takeaway bags that had just arrived on the table.Seeing the person coming, the virtuous little assistant showed an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry Mr. Gao, I have checked all the takeaway fast food nearby, and this one only sells porridge, but there is no white porridge, so I chose the simplest one for you." You try it, if it doesn’t work, I will expand the search range next time.”

Gao Hang nodded, "It's okay, I'll just say it casually, there's no need to be serious."

When it's time for the boss to eat, his assistant Zhiqu, who is well versed in his habits, brings him to the door and exits.

Opening the lunch box, Gao Hang looked at the sticky porridge inside, showing a slightly helpless expression.

I drank with two Russian clients until midnight last night, and when I got up in the morning, my mouth was still full of vodka. I rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find the few remaining sober medicines, and finally suppressed the discomfort in my stomach. I am obviously accustomed to foreign fast food today. It’s not applicable anymore, I just want some light scrubbing to wash the stomach that has been destroyed by alcohol too much, but this thing in front of me---the sticky and greasy rice porridge is dotted with a few pinches of gray-brown preserved egg crumbs, plus a few sticks. The monotonous shredded pork is really hard to arouse people's appetite.I managed to persuade myself to pick up the spoon and pour it into my mouth, and immediately frowned---a strong smell of sesame oil stirred up the churning feeling in my stomach. . .

Hey, really, I miss those breakfasts that are made to order every day!

After hesitating for a while, he picked up his phone and typed three words: Miss you.If you don't receive a reply for a few minutes, you might be seeing a client.Ren Ren turned his attention back to the porridge, and took a spoon to skim the porridge surface. However, it was impossible to separate the oil from the porridge whose soup was almost gone. When it is empty, stop spooning immediately---you can fool your stomach, but it is too difficult to fool your taste buds!Still don't kid yourself.

He picked up the freshly brewed lemon tea and brought it to his mouth. The mobile phone on the table vibrated, and he couldn't wait to pick it up. A few small words of joy jumped into his eyes: work is done, return in the afternoon.

Leaning back in the chair leisurely, she took a sip of the sour but sweet warm tea, and a line popped out between her fingers: What time is it?Come pick you up!

Xia Zhi is on a business trip, and the time is not short.

Since that day, there have been rumors in the company. Although it is only aimed at Xia Zhi for the time being, Gao Hang feels that it is wise to avoid it at such a time. In addition, Ke Qifeng's sudden attack that day also made him afraid. I always feel that the cover-up was not perfect at the time, and now this kid is always testing himself with words intentionally or unintentionally, and he seems to have become suspicious.

After some consideration, Gao Hang decided to temporarily refrigerate this relationship.But facing Xia Zhi, it was hard for him to say: he looked like an irresponsible coward!So he took a detour and adopted the method of indifference in time: he indirectly called Ke Qifeng and asked him to send Xia Zhi on a long trip.And Xia Zhi, of course, accepted it without any objection, and only asked Gao Hang to meet and return the key before leaving.

Gao Hang was quite surprised by this move --- after that night, Xia Zhi went back to his home, and Gao Hang was noncommittal about it, tantamount to acquiescing!However, he was not as calm as he appeared on the surface. On the one hand, he felt contemptuous of his retreat, and on the other hand, he was also worried that the man would think too much. He was already uneasy, and the sudden return of the key made him even more uneasy.However, Xia Zhi's reason is sufficient: it's not convenient to carry the key with him after such a long business trip, so it's better to return it to the original owner for the time being!Gao Hang couldn't think of any reason to refute this, so he could only accept it.

However, during Xia Zhi's business trip, he showed unprecedented concern and kept in touch frequently, even a little warmer than when they were under the same roof.As for Xia Zhi, he is still calm and calm, always responds to letters, and occasionally sends a greeting message on his own initiative.For more than half a month, it was just like this.Now that the person is finally coming back, Gao Hang feels that he should also show it in person, and then gain some favorability points.

The courteous offering went very smoothly, as scheduled, I picked up the person at the train station, and had a long-lost couple meal.Xia Zhi was obedient as always, but was slightly silent, and this silence was brought to the bed.Gao Hang knew it well, so he didn't say much, but worked harder than usual to please him.

It may be that the journey is exhausting, Xia Zhi's spirit is not very good, although he doesn't want to spoil that person's happiness, but in the end it can only be said to be unsatisfactory. Both parties achieved at least [-]% satisfaction.

After finishing the work, he caressed the slightly pale face under the double impact of passion and fatigue, Gao Hang obviously couldn't bear it, and thought for a while: "Take a day off tomorrow."

After a while of silence, Xia Zhi seemed to have just woken up from the drowsiness after the passion had faded, opened those eyes that were still in a trance, stared at the person above him for several seconds, the determination in his eyes gradually formed, "I, still resign."

Gao Hang didn't seem to understand, his expression paused at one node for more than ten seconds before he recalled it, with a dazed expression on his face, "I didn't mean that..." Really, I never thought about it.

"I know!" The corners of Xia Zhi's mouth curled up reluctantly, "But, you are under too much pressure, and if this continues, no one knows what accidents will happen..." He lowered his eyes, "Only when I leave, things will calm down , and nothing else will be involved.”

After thinking about it carefully, the truth is true, but there is a voice in Gao Hang's mind telling him: Doing this is tantamount to throwing all the burdens on one person, and further confirming his reputation as a coward!But if not, what better way?Waiting for the truth to be revealed?Or, before that, just break up? ?

Brain hurts.

"It's not that far... Small things may disappear in a few days, so don't worry too much." Vague, the main point, it depends on the situation. . .

The nights are short.

If you go to bed early, you wake up early, but in the middle of the morning, you start early. Seeing that it was only past seven o'clock, the man had already left, leaving a text message saying that he had to report to work during the morning meeting.This is Director Ke's style!While walking towards the kitchen, Mr. Gao slandered Ke Qifeng, that damned workaholic!

As expected, the breakfast was ready, with meat, vegetables and fruits, so Gao Hang wondered: Did that person wake up in the middle of the night?

After breakfast, get ready for work.But on the shoe cabinet in the entrance, I saw the key that was put on it yesterday --- Xia Zhi didn't take it away!It's not that he forgot, nor didn't he see it: the key given to him has always been kept here, and he usually puts it like this, so he can see it at a glance when he goes out, and he won't forget to take it.That is, refuse? !Was it the plausible answer last night that made him dissatisfied, or has he been cold-hearted since the last time he moved out? . . .

defeat!This is not the first time Gao Hang has experienced in his life, but it is really the first time that he panicked because of this!

Gao Hang felt that his thoughts were confused. At this moment, he suddenly didn't know what kind of situation he was in, just like the original question: where did they go?Thinking about it now, in fact, it might not be Xia Zhi who has not figured out the current situation, but himself!So, what that person did was probably an ultimatum?Let him think clearly whether this "relationship" can continue, or, in other words, should he admit it or give up?

All of a sudden, all kinds of thoughts came to my mind: that person's gentleness, consideration, tolerance and forbearance. . .However, as soon as he turned around, strange sarcasm faces and disdainful eyes appeared before his eyes. . .It must have taken a long time for the two vague ideas to entwine back and forth. Gradually, one side finally began to gain the upper hand, and slowly stood out until a distinct idea was formed!

Looking back at the key to open memories, he picked it up and held it firmly in his palm, and strode out of the door.

Walking out of the company elevator, I looked at my watch and realized that I was still a few minutes early. I suddenly hesitated --- should I take advantage of these few minutes to call that person to the office, or wait until lunch time?The former is certainly a good way to express your determination---it's the first time I have had direct contact with him in the company after so long.But is the movement a bit louder?At this time, it seems unwise to create more public opinion topics.Even if you are ready to face the reality, you don't have to throw a mine to blow up the whirlpool of public opinion, right?But then I thought about it again, and thought too much. As a boss, what is the fuss about chatting with an employee with excellent business ability occasionally?

After making up his mind, he stepped forward, and there were still a few steps away from the company's gate. The noisy voice had already reached his ears, which was not compatible with the Xinxin atmosphere this early in the morning: Abnormal!shameless!ill! . . .Gao Hang subconsciously paused, as if he had vaguely guessed something.

Without warning, the voice inside stopped abruptly, Gao Hang was startled, and confirmed that he was still outside the door, that is. . .Sure enough, the next moment, the familiar voice of the man came from the door: "Thank you!" The tone was very light, as if he hadn't heard the verbal abuse just now.After a short pause, "In the future, if this kind of thing is delivered, please don't sign for it again, just say that there is no such person."

The sound of footsteps came outwards, and Gao Hang immediately thought of dodging, but---on second thought, why did he dodge?At this time, it shouldn't be me who feels embarrassed and guilty, right?Gather your mind, raise your eyes calmly, and your eyes will bump into the person who just went out!

After being dazed for a moment, Xia Zhi smiled coyly, and shook the delicate and charming red roses in her hand in a careless gesture: "I'm sorry, I will try to avoid it in the future." After finishing speaking, she went straight to the door leading to the stairs. Security door --- there, there is the largest trash can on the entire floor.

Gao Hang put one hand into his pocket, touched the hot key, and entered the door without a word.The people gathered at the front desk suddenly fell silent, and hurriedly dispersed.Gao Hang pretended he didn't see or hear, and walked into the office with his head held high as usual.

Forget it, let's keep this key in your pocket first and then cover it.It might not be the time to break through this layer of window paper. Gao Hang felt that he might need some time to sort out his thoughts. . .

The author has something to say:

Even if it is a relationship that has been bought out, there should be some self-esteem left, well, this is what I want to express. . .

It's too hot, my brain is boiling, I have too many ideas, and I'm slow to start. I suddenly want to fill another waste pit. Who will stop me?Tell me that it is too cold to die on the street, there is nothing to toss about!

Oh, I forgot to mention, I want to use that waste pit to fill in the nonsensical episode of "Your Majesty's All Shou", which has been on the street for thousands of years but has finally come to an end. . .Don't ask me why, maybe I'm just too hot to die. . .