The design director skipped work

Wu Zheng went back to open the office door, and the key came in handy before he could put it back in his bag.

When Wu Zheng entered the door, a thought flashed through him, wondering if he was asking for trouble, the plan could be done at home, and there would be time tomorrow, so why bother today.

But when he pushed open the office door just now, Wu Zheng noticed Jiang Heng's expression immediately. Although Jiang Heng's expression was generally polite, but after being in contact with him for so long and recruiting him so many times, Wu Zheng was still able to get along with him. The subtle differences in the smiles tell whether Jiang Heng is happy or depressed.

Normally, even if Jiang Heng could see that he was depressed, Wu Zheng would just say a few words with him and at most buy him something to eat, but this time Wu Zheng also saw the document related to the bidding on Jiang Heng's desk.

If someone takes your job, it's equivalent to working overtime for you. Thinking about it this way, Wu Zheng couldn't hold back his face and turned away no matter what.

After a while, Jiang Heng came over with a notebook, and the two of them worked overtime together, so it would be better to sit in the same office and chat.But in the face of a heavy responsibility, there is actually nothing to talk about, and soon the clacking sound of the keyboard became a sound.

Design is also a kind of creation. Wu Zheng divided the planning process of the exhibition hall into several units in his mind. He finished the first unit before leaving get off work. Since he has to work overtime, he can directly finish the second unit.

However, Wu Zheng, who has been working day and night, completely ignored one thing.

——Even if a complete design is divided into several units, it takes at least four or five hours to complete each unit.

When Wu Zheng checked the size of the wall for the last time, pressed the save button, and raised his head habitually, drawing a "shit" character with his neck to relieve the pain of the cervical spine, the brightness of the lamp above his head was not the same as that at home, and the shape was also a bit different. The strange lamp finally made him feel that something was wrong.

He suddenly remembered that he was in the office, damn it, he stayed in the office so late, and the director...

……

director? ? ?

Wu Zheng was startled, his eyes slowly looked down from the lamp above his head, and then forward.

Jiang Heng sat in Liang Ziqing's seat in front, turned the chair halfway, facing Wu Zheng sideways, propped his elbows on the table, rested his head on his hands, and fell into a light sleep.

The sleeves of his suit were slightly rolled up, revealing most of his white and thin wrists, and his elegant but always distant face became much softer under the slightly dim lights of the office.

Wow.Wu Zheng was amazed in his heart.

It is worthy of being the killer of the teacher of the Ninth Academy.

Wu Zheng didn't go over to call Jiang Heng, but turned the computer's audio to the outside, and turned it off.

The system shutdown prompt sounded pleasantly, echoing in the office, Wu Zheng watched Jiang Heng's eyelids tremble, then Jiang Heng opened his eyes, was stunned briefly, and turned his face a little blankly.

He subconsciously smiled at Wu Zheng, his eyes still a little blurred.

People who have always been meticulous show flaws by accident, just like peeling off the hard skin of lychee thorns, the crystal clear flesh is surprisingly sweet.

Wu Zheng shook his head.

"I fell asleep." Jiang Heng rubbed his eyes, "What time is it?"

"01:30 in the morning." Wu Zheng looked at the yawning action of Jiang Heng, a kitten, "Have you finished the project report?"

"It's been done a long time ago." Jiang Heng smiled again, this time he was equipped with his usual politeness, and this smile seemed just right.

The subtle swagger in Wu Zheng's heart slowly returned to his place with Jiang Heng's smile.

The nights are really scary and make people cranky.

"You don't want to go back early after you're done." Wu Zheng said, "It's so uncomfortable to sleep here. Nine out of ten times I have a stiff neck and one time I knocked my chin."

Jiang Heng was stunned for a while, feeling that he had just woken up and his reaction was a little slow, then he laughed.

After laughing for a while, he said: "You have been working overtime with me, can I leave you and go?"

"It's true." Wu Zheng thought for a while, and deeply agreed, "Then let's withdraw now?"

"Okay." Jiang Heng got up to pack his things, "How do you go?"

"There's no subway at this late hour... let's take a taxi." Wu Zheng muttered, and opened the car-hailing app, "What about you? How do you get there?"

"I live close, and I will be there within 15 minutes of strolling." Jiang Heng said, "I'll leave when you call a car."

Wu Zheng originally wanted to say that it was completely unnecessary, and it was not a matter of seconds to call a car.But after [-] seconds, the car calling interface was still in a waiting state.

It is not even possible to tell whether no one took his order or the system was maintained.

After waiting another 5 minutes, a car finally took the order.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"It's not easy to finally be able to leave." Wu Zheng sighed.

Jiang Heng smiled: "Yeah, let's go quickly, don't go out late and then cancel the order."

"Don't be crowed." Wu Zheng warned.

As soon as the voice fell, the phone flashed, and the driver canceled your order.

Wu Zheng: ...

Wu Zheng looked back at Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng looked up at the sky with a guilty conscience.

"Forget it, stop calling." Wu Zheng finally gave up. The place where he lived was a bit out of the way. He crossed half of the city in the middle of the night, and there was nothing the driver could do if he didn't want to take the order.

If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself. After six years of holding a driver's license, I didn't shake the number.

Jiang Heng was taken aback, "If you don't call a car, how do you go back?"

"I won't go back." Wu Zheng patted his chair, and the chair made a coordinating sound, "I'll just make do with it all night."

Wu Zheng is quite used to this kind of situation.

Every year, the Ninth Academy will hold a large-scale rail transit exhibition. Everyone is busy one week before the exhibition, especially the design, and it has become common to stay overnight.

"Otherwise...you can go to sleep at my house. I am alone in my house, and I am quite close." Jiang Heng said suddenly, "After all, your car was lost by my crow's mouth."

Wu Zheng, who was already putting the back of the chair, paused and looked up in surprise.

Although Jiang Heng has always been very kind to his colleagues in the convention and exhibition center, Wu Zheng knows that he still maintains a deep sense of distance in his heart. He will take the initiative to invite everyone to dinner at his own expense, but he has never been curious about anyone's personal affairs.

So it is impossible for him to chat with his colleagues about family affairs like the sisters in the customer department who are as close as best friends.Even Jiang Heng has been here for three years, and Wu Zheng doesn't even know where he is from.

Under this premise, Jiang Heng said "you go to my house to sleep", which surprised Wu Zheng.

He even felt that Jiang Heng's saying "Go to the hotel and open a room and I'll reimburse you" was more true than this sentence.

"Is it inconvenient?" Jiang Heng saw that Wu Zheng didn't answer for a long time, "Why don't you go to the hotel and open a room and I'll reimburse you?"

...Well, this sentence is right.

But the cheapest nearby hotels cost five hundred and one nights, so Wu Zheng couldn't afford to spend so much money on Jiang Heng.

Of course, he couldn't spend so much money on himself. After all, Wu Zheng was exhausted moving bricks for a day, and his salary was only more than 500 points.

People, no one has time to bow to money.

"Then I won't be polite to you." Wu Zheng said, "Let's go to your house."

-

In the summer night, there is a breeze in the Jiuyuan, and the leaves of the sycamore trees on both sides of the road are rustling with the wind.

Just looking at this scene, there is still a bit of romantic atmosphere.

The premise is to ignore the current time, 01:30 AM.

The Ninth Hospital was silent, only a few lights were still on in the hospital office building, which were people who worked overtime later than them, as well as the security personnel on duty late at night.

The two walked out of the gate of the Ninth Courtyard, and it was Jiang Heng who led the way.

Jiang Heng was tortured by Li Wei all day and was depressed, so the two of them had no interaction during the walk. Jiang Heng's silent back in front made Wu Zheng almost want him to help buy some oranges.

A residential area soon appeared in front of him. It was a single apartment built in the past two years. Most of the rooms in it were rented to young people like Jiang Heng.

Some windows are still lit, and for the strugglers wandering in this metropolis, this seemingly insignificant warm light is enough to comfort their souls.

"I really can't talk about it today." Jiang Heng looked at the interspersed warm-colored lights, and it was rare to have a bit of conversation, "I have never dealt with such a troublesome project leader. I can only smile at him as an apology."

"Brother Jiang, let me teach you a way to decompress." Wu Zheng said generously after hearing the words, "It's not worth it to make yourself depressed every day."

"What way?" Jiang Heng raised his eyebrows.

"It's just when you feel that you are miserable, think about someone who is worse than you, and you will feel better immediately." Wu Zheng introduced enthusiastically, "It sounds wicked, but anyway, just think about it in your heart, no Who will be affected, that's what I did myself."

Jiang Heng nodded thoughtfully: "Then who is worse than you in Li Wei?"

"You." Wu Zheng said bluntly.

Jiang Heng: ...

Wu Zheng: ...

Jiang Heng silently took out the magnetic card to swipe the door control, Wu Zheng followed behind weakly.

"Brother Jiang..." He called out cautiously.

"Huh?" Jiang Heng's tone was cold and indifferent.

"I didn't mean to mock you, I just..." Wu Zheng scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks, choosing his words carefully, "I just told a joke to make you happy!"

"Haha." Jiang Heng said.

……

It's over.

Wu Zheng followed Jiang Heng into the elevator, watched Jiang Heng press down on the highest 23rd floor, and already imagined the headline of tomorrow's social news edition "Men in X Community Falling from Building Late at Night with Unknown Reason".

In fact, Jiang Heng wasn't angry, and Wu Zheng didn't do it on purpose. This nature is much worse than skipping work and lying to himself that it's less serious.

But Jiang Heng just wanted to... well, wanted to tease Wu Zheng a little bit, and I don't know what kind of mentality it was.

So he continued to sulk until the elevator opened. He led Wu Zheng through the corridor, and entered the combination lock to open the door of 2303: "Enter."

Wu Zheng said "Hey" cautiously, and walked into Jiang Heng's house lightly.