Shock!The president actually had a crush on me for ten years!

Shen Mengqiao was still washing the dishes in front of the sink, while Ruan Hu sat on the bed in a daze, with some faint pain in his waist and abdomen.

He took out his phone and saw that Shen Xiaomeng was still displaying [Working...], the little person on the screen sat on the office chair with serious eyes and tapped the keyboard, and Ruan Hu poked in the branch next to him. In the "Dress Up" section, a system prompt popped up:

[Friendly reminder: this function is not yet available~]

Ever since Shen Xiaomeng spoke nonsense a few days ago and told Ruan Hu with his hips on his hips that he could change his clothes now, Ruan Hu would poke this icon when he had nothing to do, just waiting to change the villain's clothes, but it was all over It has been two or three days, and the function has not been opened.

It's also due to Ruan Hu's good temper. If this is an ordinary player, let him say "the function is not available" after the update excitedly, and don't go to the official blog to scold the naive plan.

He poked it a few more times, watched prompts popping up again and again, and then called out: "Boss Shen."

Shen Mengqiao's butt trembled visibly: "What's the matter?"

"Uh, have you played any games recently...?" Ruan Hu felt that this matter was a bit difficult to talk about, and scratched his head: "Any game is fine."

Although I felt that the game producer would not be so frenzied as to put Shen Xiaomeng on Shen Mengqiao, but let's start first.

Shen Mengqiao's buttocks trembled twice again, but Gu Jing said without wave: "No."

"Ah, oh." It's really strange to discuss the topic of which game or not to discuss with the immediate boss, Ruan Hu bit the bullet and said: "I have an extra game on my phone recently..."

Shen Mengqiao asked: "What game?"

"It's the kind that is a bit like a simulation..." Ruan Hu choked for a while before he laughed twice: "Maybe it's an illusion, I always feel that the protagonist is a bit like Mr. Shen."

Shen Mengqiao continued to wash the lunch box, and said flatly, "Yes."

Ruan Hu waited for a long time, but did not hear the follow-up reaction. Seeing Mr. Shen's appearance of an ancient well without waves, he hesitated and said, "Mr. Shen, haven't you finished washing?"

For the thin lunch box in his hand, a pair of chopsticks and a spoon, Shen Mengqiao washed it for almost 10 minutes.

Shen Mengqiao paused, and the mechanical scrubbing action on his hands stopped.

He pretended to be very casual and asked, "Is it cute?"

Ruan Hu was stunned: "Huh?"

"Protagonist." Shen Mengqiao raised his hand naturally, wrung out the cloth and put it aside, lifted the lunch box, and found that the pattern of Peppa Pig on the top had faded a little after 10 minutes of continuous washing, and his heart throbbed pain:"……"

Ruan Hu was a little confused, but he answered the magical question honestly: "Lovely."

Shen Mengqiao's heart stopped cramping immediately, not only did he not feel cramped, he even turned around neatly, and said coldly, "That's good."

Ruan Hu: "..."

What's good, what's good?

Shen Mengqiao put away the things, and Ruan Hu also got up from the bed very understandingly, and said goodbye: "Thank you, Mr. Shen. Then I'll go back first..."

"Yes." Shen Mengqiao didn't hold back, and said, "Remember to eat next time."

Ruan Hu rubbed his head uncomfortably, and said obediently, "Goodbye, Mr. Shen."

He walked out of the office with the eyes behind him. Before he went out, he caught sight of the poor big cactus inadvertently from the corner of his eye. He still couldn't help but said, "Boss Shen, did you water too much of this cactus?"

Shen Mengqiao sullenly asked, "What?"

Ruan Hu walked over, and the cactus looked sluggish, and a pink water bottle was placed on the shelf beside him. He walked closer and said, "Ah, it's all stagnant. Water it once a month this winter. enough……"

In front of you are the glass windows of the building.It was already the beginning of the lights, there was a stream of pedestrians under the building, and the huge Christmas tree in the shopping mall was shining. He subconsciously looked down and found that as far as he could see, there was an office in this building that was still lit.

From here, most of the office is blocked, and even the seats inside can't be seen, only half of the messy table, a few pots of succulents at the entrance, and a familiar rabbit doll, it is Quan Tong halfway through this morning. Throwing it into his arms jokingly.

...this is his office.

Ruan Hu didn't think of anything for a while, but there was a "ding" in his heart, feeling a little tickled.

Shen Mengqiao walked over slowly, he didn't seem to notice Ruan Hu's pause, and said with some annoyance: "I don't know, it just became like this."

Ruan Hu came back to his senses, and said with a smile, "Just let it go slowly."

Shen Mengqiao: "Thank you."

"It's okay," Ruan Hu turned around, ready to go home: "Boss Shen, you should go back earlier."

"Okay." Shen Mengqiao said.

Ruan Hu went downstairs, Shen Mengqiao stood where he was, listening to the sound of pattering footsteps, after a moment of stupefaction, as if remembering something, he hurriedly stepped to the cactus shelf in two steps, eager to see through.

In fact, from this angle, you can’t even see the shadow of a person. Shen Mengqiao could only wait for a while, and saw that the lights in the office were turned off. The stagnant water seems to be a little more serious.

Shen Mengqiao: "...Oh."

***

Ruan Hu once again heard people in the office discussing that Boss Shen's pot of cactus was too miserable, why he looked a bit haggard after not looking at it for a few days.

The end of the year was approaching, and everyone was hurrying to deal with the work at hand, and it was almost coming to an end; Shen Mengqiao seemed to be in a happier mood these days, and the number of arrests was obviously much less.

The annual meeting will be in a few days. During lunch, Lin Jijian chattered excitedly, Quan Tong frowned uncomfortably, and Ruan Hu responded, but in fact, his soul was flying away, thinking about Shen Xiaomeng and Fatty up to things.

Shen Xiaomeng's dress-up mode seemed to be impatient with being poked by Ruan Hu. After the small update, a time card was hung up. It was still a countdown. Ruan Hu specially calculated that it happened to be the second day of the annual meeting.

As for Pang Da, after being taken to be sterilized, he has ignored Ruan Hu for two days.Ruan Hu felt that he was in the wrong, and if he wanted to touch it, he would be forced to retreat by the resentful eyes with Elizabeth circles. He could only feel at ease by stuffing a few dog biscuits into his mouth.

Ruan Hu thought about it, and suddenly felt that the two little ones in the family were not at ease...

"Ruan Hu." Quan Tong poked him: "What do you think?"

"What?" Ruan Hu came back to his senses, scratching his head in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I was thinking about something else just now."

"Annual meeting," Lin Jijian pouted, mumbled, "I will definitely win a prize this year..."

Quan Tong rolled his eyes: "You think too much."

As we all know, Lin Jijian has the worst luck in the whole department. At the annual meeting, he can only get a toothpaste, a small electric fan face towel at most, and a facial cleanser at most, which is the kind for women.

"It's too boring to sing and dance every year." Quan Tong said: "This year they seem to plan to draw lots and put on a stage play or something...Anyway, just for entertainment."

Ruan Hu almost choked: "..."

What kind of spirit is this, sacrificing oneself to entertain the public? Although sacrificing oneself is not voluntary.

Lin Jijian moved his big face closer: "What stage play?"

"You'll know then."

It wasn't until the night of the annual meeting that Ruan Hu realized that he had underestimated their entertainment spirit.

There were three lottery tubes in front of them, each with the words "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai", "Romeo and Juliet", "Sleeping Beauty and her (or his) Prince", and Quan Tong shook the lottery tubes a few times. , and handed the third lottery to Ruan Hu.

Ruan Hu: "..."

Whatever else, what does this (or he) mean?Can Sleeping Beauty have a man? !

"After all, I don't know whether it's a male employee or a female employee who got the Sleeping Beauty." Quan Tong smiled, as if there was a sinister aura emanating from his pores: "Don't worry, there won't be any very intimate scenes~"

Ruan Hu opened his mouth slightly and glanced aside. The colleagues in the department all looked at him with smiles, and seemed to urge him without any selfishness:

"Brother Ruan, hurry up and smoke."

"There is absolutely no such thing as black box operation."

"Come on, come on, come on."

Ruan Hu was silent for three seconds, whether he could bear it or not: "Then you can't just give me three lots...!"

unacceptable…!

That's right, there are currently only three wooden sticks crooked in this big and exaggerated stick container.

"Because no one else got it." Quan Tong continued to smile and said: "Come on, draw quickly, you and I are the only ones left..."

"what are you doing?"

Quan Tong didn't look back, and forced out a few words with a smile: "There is still Mr. Shen."

Shen Mengqiao is still dressed in a suit today, with a stern look on his face. He appeared from the door. The moment he stepped in, Lin Jijian flinched, and couldn't help but chant a poem in his mind: "The scenery of the Northland, thousands of miles of ice, Thousands of miles of snow drifting—"

Ruan Hu said in a daze, "Mr. Shen. We are drawing lots..."

Shen Mengqiao frowned slightly: "Draw lots?"

His eyebrows are in line with himself, with a straight shape, and every time the eyebrows are lowered, there is a fierce breath coming out.

Quan Tong smiled and asked: "The staff performance at the annual meeting. This year you..."

Before she could finish the rest, Shen Mengqiao said indifferently: "Participate."

Quan Tong: "..."

A sense of crisis emerged in her heart, although she didn't know why, maybe it was a woman's sixth sense.

On the one hand, Quan Tong felt that he was thinking too much, on the other hand, he pretended to be nonchalant, and handed the lottery to Shen Mengqiao: "Mr. Shen?"

Shen Mengqiao: "Ruan Hu, you go first."

Ruan Hu was called by his name inexplicably, he blinked, and stretched out his hand. I don't know why the atmosphere is so dignified at this moment, the eyes of the big guy are focused on his hand, and he almost held his breath——

"Ah," Ruan Hu laughed foolishly, "It's the prince."

There was an undisguised sigh of disappointment all around.

Ruan Hu: "...??"

Quan Tong secretly rejoiced, and shook the only two remaining sticks up and down very meaningfully, one facing himself and the other facing Shen Mengqiao, slightly pressed it with his fingertips, and handed it to him: "Mr. Shen..."

Suddenly, Shen Mengqiao's lightning-like eyes shone sharply on the stick she was quietly pressing. He frowned, pursed his mouth, stretched out his slender hands, ignored everyone's eyes, and moved steadily and accurately. Click on it!

Quan Tong's smile gradually stiffened: "..."

She pressed a little harder, hoping that Mr. Shen would understand her painstaking hints, but Shen was always a straight man with a heartless heart (here is doubtful), he did not give in at all, did not bow his head at all, and grabbed the thong with all his strength. The stick was dragged out millimeter by millimeter——

"Ah," Shen Mengqiao said coldly, "I am Sleeping Beauty."

Ruan Hu was stunned: "!"

Colleagues were shocked: "!!"

Quan Tong: "..."

The fist is hard! ! !