Dressed as a gangster and his nanny[Transmigration Book]

As a female secretary who graduated from a famous school and was hired with a high salary, Gao Yao has rich work experience and excellent professionalism. Before entering this building, she also worked for many listed companies. Say something unnecessary, especially gossip about your boss.

But when she saw this young master of the Fang family for the first time a year ago, she thought that all the employees of the company sighed the same as herself - this is really an amazing and curious character .

At that time, Fang Huo was still a teenager. Although he was wearing a suit, his hair was loose, his eyes were deep and thick black, and he was talking to a supervisor in charge of the northern business with his head tilted, followed by a group of people, all of whom were grand. Not daring to say it, they held their breath and listened to every word he said. Everyone forgot that Fang Zhenglin, who was standing aside with three catties of hair oil on his forehead, was the nominal representative of this itinerary.

After talking about things, we are going to have dinner. A group of old men are usually used to persuading wine at the dinner table, but they really can't help such a tender-faced person. After looking at each other for a long time, one or two ordered juice .

Gao Yao was deeply impressed by that meal, not only because it was a meal without wine, but more importantly, she saw with her own eyes the power changes of a generation of wealthy families.

Later, she became one of the boss's three secretaries, responsible for taking care of the itinerary and some trivial matters. There were more than five requests for instructions every day. It is not an exaggeration to say that she felt that she spent the longest time with Fang Huo every day. Even so, she is still full of curiosity about this young man who is only 21 years old.

In her spare time, she often reads some newspapers or magazines. The gossip that spread on various gossip forums is very inconsistent with the man in front of her who is good-looking and calm and calm that doesn't match her age.She couldn't imagine that such a person who seemed to be alienated and indifferent by nature was born in a remote city C and was raised as an orphan. After growing up, he returned to the family and quickly recaptured it without any bargaining chips. what you want.

In any case, these are too unreal, almost like a fictional character in a novel.And working next to this kind of person often makes her have a desire to explore, for example, under what circumstances would he laugh like an ordinary big boy, and even go out like those people in the circle of second generation ancestors in City B? Drag racing games, at least some fireworks.

Although the boy surnamed Qiu who suddenly appeared today was far from the "beautiful woman" in her fantasy, it was enough to cause a surprising discussion.It is estimated that in less than an hour, news of a young man carrying a canvas bag in the small lounge will spread throughout the company.

After 10 minutes passed, Gao Yao came into the small lounge again with a light hot water bottle, ready to add some water to Qiu Lu's cup, and pass a message by the way.

As soon as I entered the door, I was just about to speak, but I was stunned for a while.

I saw Qiulu stretch out a finger and touched the walls of the two plastic bowls that didn't know what they contained, curled his lips, and then simply stretched out both hands, covering the bowls, With a sad face.

Gao Yao found it interesting, and could tell that Mr. Qiu was easy to get along with, so she asked jokingly, "What's in it? It's so precious, why are you hugging it?"

Qiulu turned around and saw that the secretary came in again. She stretched her eyebrows and said with a smile, "Oh, I bought two copies of Xu Ji's steamed stuffed buns, and they're almost cold. I'll cover them."

Gao Yao was really stunned for ten seconds, and didn't know if he could laugh, but finally remembered that he still had a hot water bottle in his hand, so he went over to refill his water glass, and said, "Xu Ji, I know this one. How about waiting for the boss to eat together? But the boss and the others have delayed again. Your steamed stuffed bun must be cold. Or, I'll microwave it for you later?"

Qiu Lu frowned slightly, and said, "This steamed stuffed bun won't taste good if it's reheated, so I'll wait."

Gao Yao didn't say yes or no, and stood aside after pouring the water, as if he was hesitant to speak, but also seemed to be curious, in short, he had a strange expression.

Qiulu couldn't help it anymore, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ah," Gao Yao said with some embarrassment, "I'm sorry, that's right, I've never seen the boss eat these..."

"Really?" Changing Qiulu was a little embarrassed now.

In his impression, Fang Huo just likes this kind of sweet and greasy taste. Whether it is milkshake, custard, or all kinds of milk flavors, they are all his love, but this young lady is his secretary, so she should also like it. Her boss's habits are very familiar. Could it be that his taste has changed over the years?It's not impossible...

Qiulu thought about it, and asked humbly, "Oh, what does Xiao Huo usually like to eat?"

Gao Yao was taken aback by his words, waved her hands again and again and said, "How could I know this!" After thinking about it, she realized that her words had caused a misunderstanding. It doesn't mean that I know what he likes to eat, but seeing Mr. Qiu's sincere tone that doesn't seem to be fake, I know that he is really asking, and I can't help but feel even more puzzled in my heart-what is the relationship between this young man and the boss?

Qiu Lu didn't quite understand why she reacted so strongly, but he didn't ask any further questions, nodded thoughtfully, tightened the bag outside the lunch box, and said with a smile, "Oh, forget it, I'll just ask casually. "

I stood up and stretched again, because I felt sleepy after sitting for a long time. I don't know what kind of meeting Fang Huo was having, but he was able to sit still?He looked around, yawned a long time, and said in a drawn-out voice, rather lazily: "Does Xiao Huo often hold such long meetings? It's so hard."

Gao Yao said: "The branch company of the group has just started after all, so it will definitely be busy, and it will be better when it gets on the right track after a while, and the boss won't have to stay in City B all the time."

Qiu Lu paused, then nodded, and smiled at her, "Oh, that's it."

There was a sound of conversation outside through the door, Gao Yao said "Oh", turned back to Qiu Lu in a hurry and said: "Their meeting is over, then I'll go first." After speaking, she walked towards the door .

As soon as she opened the door, she met the person standing not far from the door. Gao Yao called the boss and walked away.

After about half a minute, the conversation outside the door stopped.As soon as Fang Huo pushed the door, he met a pair of bright eyes, which quickly bent into a bridge after seeing him.

"Come here quickly," Qiulu waved at him, his movements were small as if teasing a puppy or cat.He was wearing a T-shirt that was similar in color to the leather sofa, but the material was much softer than leather, and his whole body was sunk in it, because the sofa was so big that his legs couldn't even reach the ground, like a real kid, He said with a smile: "If you come later, I plan to eat both."

Fang Huo stood there with his hands on the door frame for a long time, until his eyes seemed to be sore from the little heat left in the bowl.

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly felt that he was worthless, or that his imagination was very lacking.

Because he found that he didn't have any pursuit at all. After waiting and searching for these years, the best thing he could think of seemed to be at this moment. No matter how much he had, he had never had it, and he couldn't imagine it. .Even if it exists, it may not feel better than it is now.

With such a little bit of goodness, Fang Huo felt that he could not care about those missing things.

Fang Huo walked over slowly, sat next to Qiu Lu, pointed to one of the bowls and said, "Is this Xu Ji's steamed stuffed bun? What does it taste like?"

Qiu Lu forked out a custard bun from the bowl containing the custard bun, and held it to his mouth, "Taste it yourself."

Fang Huo looked at him for a while, and just leaned over to take a bite, the door was knocked again, and Gao Yao's timid voice came from outside: "Boss, the kettle has been left behind, can I come in and get it?"

Fang Huo couldn't speak with something stuffed in his mouth, so Qiu Lu yelled, "Oh! It's okay, come in!"

Gao Yao paused for a moment, then pushed the door open and came in. He walked over quickly and picked up the small kettle on the tea table. The other party Huo slightly nodded, and then turned to leave. At this moment, she glanced at her from the corner of her eye The boss poked his head over, took a bite of the half bun that Qiu Lu was holding low on the upper right, and then raised his eyes and smiled at him as if no one else was there.

Gao Yao's heart was shocked, her well-trained expression couldn't hold back any longer, she didn't dare to look any further, she hurriedly lowered her head and hurriedly took the door out.

After closing the door, I let out a long sigh of relief, my heart was still beating fast, for no reason, I felt like I had broken some secret.

As she walked towards the tea room with a steady mind, she thought, it's terrible that such a person would behave like this in front of Mr. Qiu.

Fang Huo finished the steamed bun he fed to him, and asked Qiulu, "Is it stuffed with custard?"

"Huh?" Qiulu blinked and said, "You don't like this kind of thing?"

Fang Huo evoked a faint smile, "It's hard for you to remember."

Qiulu gave him the stick to eat by himself, while he freed his hands to open the other one he bought. Hearing this, he glanced at him, "Is it so difficult? It's so easy to remember. Don't you just like this?" It's sweet and greasy, and you'll vomit if you eat spicy food..."

Fang Huo said "Huh?", and Qiu Lu realized that he seemed to be having a blast.

In this way, it seems that he was deliberately framed by stuffing the beef patty to him before!

Quickly remedied: "No, no, I mean... I remember it anyway."

Fang Huo paused, "Oh", and said after a while, "What kind of stuffing is yours, can I have a taste?"

Qiulu quickly presented it.

The author has something to say: It won't be like this old couple living forever!Two sweet chapters first...

Although this is their dream life, after all, there are still so many problems left over from history that have not been resolved, right?

I will break through each one, and then I can live a warm life of male farming and male weaving (by mistake)~~