It's my fault if I can't grab the red envelope

It took a long time for Huo Mingen to raise his head. He didn't know if it was because the light was too dark or he was really uncomfortable. Liang Qi felt that his face was also very pale.

Liang Qi bent over and knelt on the co-pilot, looked at him apologetically, and asked, "Manager...are you alright?"

Huo Mingen closed his eyes again, frowned and said weakly: "Do you think I'm okay?"

"...Not like." Liang Qi replied honestly with a bitter face.

Liang Qi was suffering in his heart and couldn't tell. He didn't know what kind of curse he had received. He always deliberately and unintentionally clashed with this great Buddha. It seemed that he would not have a good life in the company in the future.

"Otherwise, shall I take you to the hospital?" Liang Qi asked tentatively.

Huo Mingen tried to shake his head, "Forget it, what time is it, such a small injury is not worth going to the hospital."

Liang Qi felt even more guilty. He didn't know what to say, so he asked after a long time: "Then... can you still drive?"

Huo Mingen turned to look at him, "Why, can't drive a car and live at your house?"

Liang Qi thought about his kennel, swallowed nervously, "I mean, you can open a room..."

Huo Mingen frowned and said lightly: "Forget it, it's not that serious, you're still awake, there's nothing wrong with driving."

Liang Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately said with a flattering smile: "Then you go slowly! I won't see you off!" After speaking, he immediately got out and slammed the car door.

Huo Mingen looked at Liang Qi who suddenly changed his face inexplicably, and felt that he was unlucky enough.

Liang Qi watched Huo Mingen drive the car away, and then went upstairs with peace of mind. As soon as he got home, he yawned and got into the bathroom. After taking a shower, he got ready to sleep. He glanced at his phone. I'm giving out red envelopes.

Inscription: Gong Xi Fa Cai, good luck [Demolition]

Mouse: ... Are you sleepwalking?What time is it?

Nan: Oh, Mr. Huo, what's the matter?

Ming: It's too unlucky to avoid disaster if you lose money.

Slowly: what's the situation?

Ming: Working overtime until now, my subordinates are too idiots, I really don’t know what that head is made of!

Liang Qi looked at the boss's chat records expressionlessly, and was completely immune to Huo Mingen's sarcasm behind his back, but he still felt wronged!It's obviously not his fault today!

Liang Qi slammed the button to turn off the phone, burying his head in the blanket.

In the early morning of the next day, Liang Qi finally got up from the bed under the call of the alarm clock that lasted for four to ten minutes, closed his eyes, washed up, took his things and went out.

Liang Qi trotted all the way, bought breakfast at the gate of the community as usual, paid the money and was just about to leave when he suddenly thought of the boss of the company, he hesitated for a while, after all, he bumped his head yesterday, so taking a few buns by the way would be considered an apology .

As soon as Liang Qi arrived at the company, he sneaked to Huo Mingen's office. He knocked on the door and no one answered. He hesitated for a moment, pushed the door open and probed in. Throw it on his desk and run away.

Huo Mingen was changing clothes in the lounge of the office. When he opened the door and came out, he happened to see a figure running away. He was taken aback for a moment, and then saw the steamed buns on the table.

Inscription: Gong Xi Fa Cai, good luck [Demolition]

Slowly: Mr. Huo is in a good mood recently?

Nan: Red envelopes early in the morning?

Mouse: What's the situation?Bankruptcy and avoid disaster?

Ming: No, I suddenly felt that sending out more red envelopes is quite useful.

Mouse: How do you say it?

Ming: I lost my money yesterday, but today the company has an extra snail girl.

Liang Qi, a snail girl, holding her mobile phone and looking at the 2.36 yuan in bold, her teeth itch with hatred.