The wealthy old cat always wants to go to bed

Zhuang Qi half-raised his hand and put it down without embarrassment.

The other three people who also came to the interview also cast their eyes on him looking at the rare objects.

What kind of boss does this have to be so that he can pass the test without having to look at his name?

As soon as the interviewer left, one of the buddies asked him: "Big brother, which department are you interviewing for?"

Zhuang Qi: "...art."

The buddy pushed his black-rimmed glasses: "Huahua, no wonder, I typed the code." He looked down at his hand, then at Zhuang Qi's: "We can shake it." Is it? I want to rub your European spirit."

Zhuang Qi's first reaction was of course unwilling, let alone someone he didn't know, even if the money was not exhausted and he wanted to shake hands with him for no reason, he was reluctant in his heart.

But when he thought about it, Ruan Jingshi not only shook his hand, but also went into the bedroom and kissed him majesticly, Ruan Jingshi was fine, what about other people, would they feel differently?

Zhuang Qi thought for a while, and stretched out his tentative hand.

The buddy who offered to shake hands was a little surprised. Zhuang Qi didn't look like the type to get in touch with. He had a cold demeanor and clean and beautiful hands, which was different from the group of brothers around him.

Holding the hand of such a man is no different from holding the hand of a beautiful girl.

The buddy who typed the code solemnly rubbed his palm on the trouser leg before handing it over. Zhuang Xi briefly shook hands with him, and quickly let go.

Different.

Ruan Jingshi's hand is very warm, even in this winter, wearing a casual dress that only cares about the temperature, the palms to the fingertips are also warm.

Like a hand warmer with a suitable temperature, people don't want to let go after grasping it.

The buddy in front of him is not very good. The moment he held it, goosebumps shot out in pieces, and cold sweat was about to break out.

The other two buddies who came for the interview were also a little eager to move, and looked at Zhuang Qi eagerly, as if they didn't need to shake hands, just let them rub their hands casually, just a little bit of luck.

Zhuang Xi felt that he had to leave this "place of right and wrong" first. Fortunately, the big sister from HR who was in charge of talking about salary knocked on the door in time and took Zhuang Xi away, which saved him from death.

In the end, Zhuang Qi was still not at ease, and asked, "May I know why your company decided to hire you?"

The big sister of personnel showed a formulaic smile: "Of course it's because you are the talent our company needs."

Zhuang Qi went back in a daze, and when it came time to join the job, he came back full of apprehension. After completing the formalities, he came to work, but found that everything was normal and there was nothing suspicious.

Zhuang Qi was down-to-earth, and quickly threw himself into his new work life. He didn't hate the busy life, on the contrary, it made him feel fulfilled.

In the second week after joining the company, one morning, as soon as Zhuang Qi arrived at the company, everyone in the office area was talking about something lively.

Zhuang Qi is good-looking, and there is no major problem with his personality. When he came to the new company, he was quickly accepted by his colleagues, and he got along quite happily. He puzzled.

"When we came in the morning, we saw the newly transferred CEO of the company. He is very young and handsome. He has the same figure as a model. I have a hunch that the unmarried young girls in our company will go crazy."

When Zhuang Qi heard that he was the vice president, he lost all interest immediately. He couldn't deal with the high-level executives a few times a year, so he began to urge the design inhumanely: "I don't know if the little girl is crazy or not, I just know I'm going crazy if you don't hand over anything before get off work today. Brothers and sisters, please fight for me."

For several days in a row, the atmosphere in the company was extremely impetuous.

It was also because of the new young president. According to people who were lucky enough to get in touch with him, he said that he had a good temper and was not put on airs. He was willing to chat with people when we met during the break.

Although, like Zhuang Qi, he had just joined the company not long ago, this young vice president immediately became the company's new talking point.

Because he was so popular, he didn't dare to leave his floor easily, and he asked his assistant to go to the staff canteen for meals, and packed it for him and sent it up.

And Zhuang Qi's daily routine is like an old hen, constantly pulling his team members back.

In the places where he worked in the past, there were more men than women, but this time, the whole project team, except for him and another young man, were all girls.

No matter what they do every day, they like group activities. Walking one, emptying a row, the only single seedling boy also makes them look a bit girly.

After Zhuang Xi, an empty-nest old man, drove them back, he talked again: "Don't go to see some vice president, and see if I'm doing well. Submit your paintings, and submit them to me."

After coming to the company for almost half a month, Zhuang Xicai officially met with the young vice president.

The leaders of Zhuang Xi's department put the plan on the table when they went upstairs for a meeting. In a hurry, they sent a message to Zhuang Qi and asked him to secretly send it to him.

Zhuang Xi went upstairs to deliver it, the leader pretended to answer the phone, and when he opened the door and came out, the vice president who was facing the door raised his head, Zhuang Xi and the other party were stunned.

But neither of the two said anything immediately. Zhuang Qi, who had returned to his seat after delivering the plan, had just sat down and calmed down for a few minutes, and he had already started to exchange codes with him: Seventh Brother Seventh Brother Seventh Brother! !

Zhuang Qi glanced at the news and thought angrily, why do you have the nerve to call me brother?Who is older and who is younger?

This should be his trumpet, and the avatar is still that of the cat and mouse, which has not changed: I seem to have seen you just now.

It's not like, you just see it.

Zhuang Qi looked at what the other party was still typing, and felt worthless for the leader for a moment, so what if he forgot to bring the plan, there are still people here who don't have a good meeting, and chat in private.

Is no one in charge?

The answer is yes, because the other party's latest message has also arrived: If it is, you can reply with whatever you want.

Zhuang Qi didn't answer anything, but he didn't close the dialog window either. After minimizing it, it hid it at the bottom of the screen and started working.

When he stopped the pen in his hand, more than an hour passed, and he raised the window again, the mouse hovered on the red cross, and he couldn't click it for a long time.

In the end, Zhuang Qi hit a full stop casually, and finally closed the interfering dialogue window.

He felt relaxed, went out to get a glass of water and returned, and the icon on the computer was flashing again.

Zhuang Qi couldn't tell if he felt troubled, but he still had some small expectations. When he clicked on it, the other party said: Let's make an appointment to meet secretly, quietly, so that no one will find out...

At the end, there is also a moving picture of Zhang tiptoeing and the dog squealing.

Zhuang Qi really wanted to expose his behavior. Is this the appearance of coming to work hard?

Want to meet again?

Think beautiful.

Zhuang Qi pulled the keyboard and typed twice: No date, little brother, we don't have a date.

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