How do you say this?

Mr. Huang rolled down the car window, put his arm outside the window, and lit a cigarette.

"Are you awake?" Mr. Huang said.

Mr. Ye blushed, he was awake all the time, and seeing Mr. Huang's expression, the other party should know it too.

"Thank you."

Although reluctant, Mr. Ye took off his coat and returned it to Mr. Huang.

Mr. Huang didn't answer. He took a puff of cigarette, looked ahead and said, "I'm getting married."

Mr. Ye couldn't help but twitched his hand grabbing his clothes. He tried hard to cover it up, and said in a hoarse voice: "Well, I know."

The car fell into silence again. Mr. Ye thought for a while, pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "Congratulations."

Mr. Huang took a sharp puff of the cigarette, and the smoke that he inhaled filled the car and did not disperse for a while, and Mr. Ye coughed from choking.

Mr. Huang put out his cigarette and took his clothes: "Go upstairs."

"Well, thank you for today." Mr. Ye looked at Mr. Huang's sharp-edged side face and felt a pain in his heart.

Mr. Huang didn't smoke before, but now, he doesn't even understand the most basic living habits.

Mr. Ye: "That..."

Mr. Huang: "Huh?"

Mr. Ye: "The clothes will be returned to you after the dry cleaning."

Mr. Huang: "Yes."

The two were speechless again, Mr. Ye struggled for a long time, and finally got up to say goodbye.

I got out of the car and thanked him again, but unfortunately the attitude of the other party has been cold.

Mr. Ye stood in front of the building, looking at the taillights of the cars that were fading away, feeling very uncomfortable, and he couldn't express his sadness.

Before getting out of the car, he struggled whether to speak up and asked Mr. Huang to stay overnight.Mr. Huang's home is far away from here, quite a distance across half of the city. It's already so late, and he has to go to work tomorrow, so it's very tiring to go back and forth.

He also wanted to say, smoke less, it's not good to smoke so hard.

In the past, it was easy to say these things, but now, it is impossible to say anything.

Mr. Ye is now blowing the wind outside in a daze, even though he can't see the car for a long time.

At this time, another message came from the mobile phone in his pocket.

Mr. Ye opened it, looked at the news on the screen, and couldn't help being stunned.

This is……!

"So reluctant, why didn't you keep him? -- Ah Su"

Mr. Ye was startled, and looked around, except for a sleepy security man, there was no one else.

Could it be...he was being followed? !

"Who are you?!" Mr. Ye typed quickly, "Come out!"

After waiting for a long time without a reply, Mr. Ye shook his legs impatiently.

I have received similar information from the company before, too bad, if this person is from the company, wouldn't he be finished.

Except for Ah Su, he never mentioned the matter between him and Mr. Huang to anyone.Now, if this matter gets out, the consequences will be disastrous.

After a while, a message appeared, and Mr. Ye opened it with trembling hands:

"It's cold outside, hurry up and go upstairs. --Asu"

Ahhhhh!

"Pervert! Who the hell are you? Follow me so shamelessly! Come out and challenge me if you have the ability!"

Mr. Ye became angry for a while, saying that he only chats but doesn't meet, he doesn't even play voice, he thought he was really a well-behaved high school student, but he was actually playing him in the end!

"Hehe, stalking? Nothing. -- Ah Su"

"Stop joking! Show me up!" Mr. Ye was sweating anxiously, wishing he could drag that man from the other side of the screen and beat him up!

"No kidding, I really didn't follow you. If you want to know, you should have noticed it long ago! --A Su"

This……

"Hey, don't pretend to me, just say it!--Yezi"

"If you want to know, come find it yourself! Also, if you don't enter the house within 1 minute, what kind of rumors will appear in the company tomorrow! --A Su"

"Don't deceive people too much!"

"There are 40 seconds left. --A Su"

that bastard!Unforgivable!

Mr. Ye had no choice but to run home desperately. He hadn't exercised for a long time and almost died of a myocardial infarction at the door.

As soon as the door was closed, I heard a message from the mobile phone:

"It's really obedient, but it's a pity that it's 12 seconds late, and I'm waiting to receive the gift tomorrow! -- Ah Su"

Mr. Ye was lying on the bed tossing and turning, his eyes were sore and tired, but his mind was very clear.

There were too many troubles on this day, and at night, two men who cared the most stabbed him one after another.

Mr. Huang will not mention it, after all, he asked for it.

As for Ah Su, Mr. Ye became angry just thinking about it.Fortunately, I trusted the other party so much before, and mistakenly thought that I had thoughts about a high school student, but I didn't expect it to be a white-eyed wolf.

White-eyed wolf! !

Mr. Ye frowned, trying hard to recall what he had said to Ah Su, and how much he had blamed on the other party.

……

It seems that what should be said should not be said, have you said everything?

Mr. Ye opened the gay software with trembling fingers, and an unread message from a stranger flashed:

"Good night. Remember to get up early and eat breakfast tomorrow. PS. Wait until you receive the gift tomorrow before deciding whether to block me, but it doesn't matter, we will be friends again tomorrow. ——Asu No. [-]"

asshole!Who does he think he is?Will he be afraid of him?

Mr. Ye gritted his teeth with hatred, and angrily clicked on the gray profile picture in the blacklist - a high school student with a profile face. While cursing the other party for not having a date in his life, he scrolled up the chat history nervously.

It turned out that they had chatted for so long and talked so much, they had only known each other for a few months, and there were already thousands of messages.

The most pitiful thing is——he actually said most of them.

Mr. Ye covered his face, when did he talk so much?

Talking...?

A long record took up more than half of the screen. Mr. Ye paused with his finger, and then swipe the screen to read:

2014. 3, 5

"Today the company had a regular meeting, Mr. Huang's tie was crooked, but we were located far away, so we ran over to say it on purpose. After struggling for a long time, we went to strike up a few words in the name of work, and kept our eyes on Mr. Huang's tie while talking. I really want to organize it for him!

As he was thinking about how to behave, he naturally helped him straighten his tie. Before he could make a move, a person next to him reminded Mr. Huang, damn it!It's a pity that such a good opportunity was lost (crying loudly).

Mr. Huang's slender fingers are straightening the tie, it's really beautiful! ! !

At that time, I... had a slight BQ. (shy)

As a result, I stuttered, incoherent, incoherent, incoherent, and wordy when talking to Mr. Huang.

As a result, he was rejected by Mr. Huang.

Mr. Huang frowned and said to me: Why are you so talkative?

(cry) (cry) (cry)

Ah Su, what should I do?I don't have the face to see Mr. Huang recently, and I dare not talk to him again! (crazy)

But, I miss him so much.

--leaf"

really like

The next day, Mr. Ye was woken up by the phone in a daze. His eyes were sore and his mouth was dry and his whole body ached.

Mr. Ye turned over and wrapped himself in the quilt, feeling very stuffy in his heart.

He dreamed about Mr. Huang last night.

I dreamed that Mr. Huang kissed him domineeringly in front of everyone.

He dodged, and Mr. Huang continued to catch up.Two lips touch each other, dry sticks and fire, inseparable.

When intense, the teeth touch together lightly, and the subtle collision makes the other party more enthusiastic and persistent.

Mr. Ye was shocked. After pushing Mr. Huang away, he realized that they were in the locker room of the basketball team.

However, Mr. Huang relentlessly pestered him. Mr. Ye struggled and said, "What if someone finds out?"

Mr. Huang didn't care, he hugged his waist tightly and started the second round of attack.

Although Mr. Ye was afraid of being discovered, he was still very excited, especially the real feeling of the touch of the lips, which was like falling into a swamp, which made people unable to extricate themselves.

Mr. Huang hugged him, and for a while he lingered forcefully, and for a while he licked him tenderly...

Ah, what a "good dream"!

When Mr. Ye woke up, his eyes were wet, his lips were dry and white, and his whole body was curled up in pain.

Why did he have such a dream, and why was the dream so clear?Mr. Ye's headache was about to explode, but his heart was even more sour.

He likes Mr. Huang, but Mr. Huang will never accept him, he knows it all.Ever since Mr. Huang had a girlfriend, he has made up his mind to let go of this person.

Why do you still miss me so much when you have made up your mind?

Mr. Ye covered his stomach with both hands, the pain was unbearable.No matter how beautiful it is, it is still a dream, and it cannot be believed.

Drowsy and fell asleep again. I don't know how long I slept until Mr. Ye vaguely heard the doorbell ringing.He buried his head in the quilt and drilled deeper.

It should be the doorbell next door ringing, but it's not his house anyway.Except for Mr. Huang, he has never brought anyone else here.

After the doorbell stopped, Mr. Ye seemed to hear the sound of the door opening, and couldn't help feeling restless.The sound insulation effect of the old residential area is poor, and the joyful activities of neighbors' families always seem to be deserted in his own home. It seems that he really wants to change his place of residence.

Mr. Ye buried his whole head in the quilt, feeling aggrieved in his heart.

At that time, he rented here entirely for Mr. Huang.

During his senior year, Mr. Huang was an intern at a nearby research institute. He rushed over to rent this house just to give Mr. Huang a place to take a lunch break at noon.After graduation, the two lived together here for a while.

Later, Mr. Huang moved away before he was promoted, leaving only a whole room for him.

"What are you doing? Smothering yourself?"

Who?

"Hey, I say you..." The man lifted Mr. Ye's quilt, saw the other person's eyes were red and swollen, and his face was pale, and his movements stopped immediately.

Huang, Mr. Huang?

Hehehe... Do you think he has reached the point of madness?

"I'm talking about you..." Mr. Huang frowned, and his voice softened a little: "How did it happen?"

Mr. Ye looked at Mr. Huang in suit and leather shoes in shock, opened his mouth but made no sound.

Mr. Huang took off his suit jacket, loosened his tie, unbuttoned his cuff buttons and rolled up his sleeves. He sat gently on the edge of the bed, with one hand on Mr. Ye's shoulder and the other on his forehead.

Time was silent for three seconds, and Mr. Ye's heart stopped for three seconds.

Mr. Huang murmured: "So hot? Where did the vigor before?"

Mr. Huang put down his hands and made the quilt for Mr. Ye. When he saw Mr. Ye's hand covering his stomach, he became angry again. He glared at him and said, "You deserve it for not having breakfast."

As Mr. Huang got up to leave, Mr. Ye reached out and grabbed Mr. Huang's arm, tears streaming from his eyes.

He stared at Mr. Huang, his vision had long been blurred by the water vapor, and he didn't dare to move away, for fear that this person would suddenly disappear again.

"No, don't go."

Mr. Huang frowned, looked down at the other party's pitiful look, his expression froze, sighed, patted Mr. Ye's head and said, "I won't leave."

Mr. Ye still did not let go.

Seeing his sloppy body, bad condition and stubborn face, Mr. Huang had no choice but to find it funny. He forced Mr. Ye into the quilt and said, "Lie down obediently, and I won't leave."

Mr. Huang opened the bedroom door, rolled up his sleeves and boiled water to cook soup in the kitchen. The sound of chopping vegetables and fetching water was loud.

Mr. Ye huddled under the quilt, only showing his eyes staring at the figure moving between the kitchen and the living room.Wherever Mr. Huang went, Mr. Ye's eyes followed. When he went to a place he couldn't see, Mr. Ye just stared at the disappearing blind spot without moving. His eyes started to roll again.

Mr. Huang found regular pills under the coffee table in the living room, and couldn't help being annoyed when he saw the production date on them. Those boxes of medicines were still stored when he lived here, and they hadn't been touched at all.

The furnishings at home have not changed in any way, the key is still hidden in the potted plant at the door, and even the calendar has not been turned over on the day he left.

It's okay to be lazy.

Mr. Huang brought warm water and soup into the bedroom, and when he entered the door, he saw Mr. Ye staring at him with only a pair of swollen and red eyes outside the quilt.

Mr. Huang put the plate on the bedside table, patted Mr. Ye on the head and said, "Come out and drink water."

Mr. Ye shrank his head into the quilt again, and his eyes followed Mr. Huang's movements.

Mr. Huang dug the person out of the quilt, put a pillow behind his waist, straightened the other person's messy hair, and said with disgust: "It's so ugly."

Mr. Ye was wronged, Mr. Huang handed over the water, but Mr. Ye refused to drink.

Mr. Huang brought the cup to Mr. Ye's lips, and said coldly, "Drink water!"

Mr. Ye bowed his head, and obediently finished drinking the water in the cup with Mr. Huang's hand.Drops of water overflowed the corner of his mouth, and Mr. Ye subconsciously added it back with his tongue, making his bitter mouth and hoarse throat much more comfortable.

Mr. Huang took the empty cup back and handed it over again. After going back and forth several times, Mr. Ye felt that he was full, but Mr. Huang seemed to be addicted to feeding, so he refilled another cup.

Mr. Ye drank slowly and muttered softly: "...I am not a buffalo."

Mr. Huang raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Mr. Ye kept silent and drank water silently.

Mr. Huang set up a computer desk on the bed, put vegetable soup and porridge on it, and sat beside him watching Mr. Ye eat.

Mr. Ye was not ashamed to be seen, but he became more sober after drinking some water, and felt even more embarrassed when he thought about how stupid he was just now.Mr. Huang didn't speak again, and Mr. Ye was in a panic. After thinking about it, he struggled to find a topic.

"Uh, I'm causing you trouble." Mr. Ye took a mouthful of porridge, the temperature was just right, and asked, "Aren't you going to work today?"

Mr. Huang: "What do you think?" His tone was very bad.

Mr. Ye raised his head, and Mr. Huang's expression became even worse. Mr. Ye was surprised, and continued to ask: "What's wrong?"

Mr. Huang said, "You asked me what happened to what you did yourself?"

Why?Did he...do something?

Accident

Two days later, Mr. Ye recovered from his illness and went back to work nervously.

He was very sick that day, so he dragged Mr. Huang to prevent him from leaving.Looking back now, he wished he could travel back in time and strangle himself to death before Mr. Huang entered the house.He has lost all his face over the years, how can he explain himself in order to clear himself up?Possessed?Schizophrenia?Brain burned out?

……

Ah, how is he going to face Mr. Huang!

Mr. Ye stood in the elevator, closed his eyes and prayed silently: aliens are coming to invade the earth!Or take yourself away!Disappeared and turned into air?In this way, you can always be around Mr. Huang, which is great!

Mr. Ye did not disappear, but Mr. Huang disappeared.

Sitting at his desk, he watched in astonishment as the big boss passionately introduced a coquettish man in floral trousers. Boss announced that the man in trousers was the new project director. Everyone stood up and applauded. Only Mr. Ye was in a state of blue screen of death. After the boss left, the man in trousers swaggered into Mr. Huang's office, followed by a group of colleagues who came to flatter him.

Mr. Ye was dumbfounded.

What's happening?He went to the wrong company?No, except that Mr. Huang is not here, everything else is the same.Well, if there is no Mr. Huang, then he must have gone to the wrong company.

Dazed, Mr. Ye grabbed the team leader closest to him and asked, "Sister Li, what's going on?"

The team leader glanced at him, and quickly said in a low voice, "Do your own thing well, and don't think too much about other things." After speaking, he patted his back, took a deep look at him, and then walked away quickly. Get out of your own business.

Mr. Ye was taken aback for a moment, should he think a lot?Why does it feel like the team leader's eyes are... sympathetic?mercy?encourage?Don't have any deep meaning?

He couldn't figure it out, and walked to the tea room with a teacup in a daze.When I woke up, I found myself in the stairwell, with an empty teacup in my right hand and a mobile phone in my left hand, pointing my thumb at Mr. Huang's phone number and trying to dial it.

With a start, he quickly stopped his fingers and did not press down.

Over the years, this person never took the initiative to tell him anything.Whether it's having a girlfriend or quitting, he's the last to know, from someone else.

He doesn't know where he is now, what he's doing, whether he's doing well, or whether he needs his help.

Does he feel that there is no need to talk to himself about these things?

Perhaps, he was just an insignificant person to him.It's always been his own wishful thinking.

Mr. Ye was a little sad.What to do, he has to walk into this person's eyes.

How long will it take before he can enter this person's world.

This person... When will he be able to put himself in his heart.As long as a little bit, he is content.

Feeling uncomfortable, I couldn't control my fingers, and dialed the phone with a slight tremor.

By the time he reacted, the phone had already been hung up.

Mr. Ye: ...

He stared at the "call ended, lasted eight seconds" on the screen, froze for a while with a bloodless face, and then wailed in his heart with tears streaming down his face: Do you want to be so pitiful! ! !

When I was annoyed, the phone rang, Mr. Huang's number.

He froze for a moment, hesitated for two seconds... still answered.

Mr. Huang asked coldly, "Why didn't you talk just now?"

The familiar and cold questioning tone rang in his ears, his little heart was shocked, and he stammered: "No, uh, it was the carelessness just now, no, then what..."

Listening silently on the other end of the phone, Mr. Huang's appearance suddenly appeared clearly in his mind: his thick eyebrows were furrowed, his sharp-edged face was cold and rigid, and his eyelids drooped slightly when he was upset.

Thinking of this, he calmed down a bit, leaned against the handrail of the stairs with a cup in his hand, and asked, "I heard you resigned, what happened?"

Huang didn't answer, but asked instead: "Healed?"

"Um, all right."

"How did Group Li arrange the work that fell behind?"

"Sister Li asked me to follow up on Ning Ke's project. The first draft was jointly designed by Xi Hai and Lucky from Group B. I will work with them to complete the final draft in the past few days. If necessary, I will also let me go to Party A's site. Wan Hai The project was handed over to the newcomer."

"Xi Hai has always been steady, and Lucky has many ideas but is too impatient. The combination of the two should have a good effect. In terms of design, I can handle it myself. Jia Dong from Group B was originally the literary director of Group A. You can discuss with him about the station."

"Oh, I see."

"Work hard, don't fool around when you have nothing to do."

"Eh..." Mr. Ye rolled his eyes, when did he lose his mind? !

"Okay, that's it, go get busy." After Mr. Huang finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Mr. Ye came out of the stairwell in a daze, took an empty cup, walked back to his seat and sat down, and suddenly realized that Mr. Huang didn't answer his question at all, and he had resigned, why Mao asked about work like his leader!

Also, he hasn't picked up the water yet.die of thirst.

Hey, slavishness, slavishness.

I was used to being trained by Huang Xun before, but I still haven't got rid of this thinking.Hmph, he has resigned, so he is not afraid of him.

With that in mind, Mr. Ye obediently turned on the computer and started working.It's just the matter of Huang's resignation, he is still very strange.

Unable to bear it, he privately poked at a girl with a good relationship in the group, and asked, "Xiao Ai, are you making a yellow and black face as an excuse?"

Xiao Ai: "No, shouldn't you be the one who knows the most?"

Ye: "Huh? Why is it me? I've been on sick leave for the past few days, so I didn't come to the company."

Xiao Ai: "Damn, don't pretend, yellow and black face... Ah bah, Director Huang skipped Wan Hai's meeting to take care of you, and asked for leave for you the next day, Wan Hai didn't mention your name and went alone Carry it, and ask Sister Li to take you to Group B for refuge. You say you...will you be able to do it, I will catch chickens."

Ye was at a loss: "??? I don't understand, please explain clearly."

Xiaoai: "Really, I said Ye Xiaoshou, can you not pretend to be a white lotus? Sister Li asked me not to say it, but I really can't stand it anymore. Huang Dazong has done this, Why don't you make a statement! Director Ming Huang is really married to his girlfriend, I think you will cry.

How dare you say you don't like Huang? "

Accident

like!Of course I like it!How could I not like him!

Mr. Ye roared inwardly.

Looking at the message that popped up in the dialog box, he was extremely heartbroken.

——"Ye Zhuzhu, do you dare to tell Director Huang that you like him too?!"

... dare not.

How can he say such words.

Moreover, what is "also"?It's as if Mr. Huang likes him too.

Mr. Ye felt that the girl was too brainy and he couldn't keep up with the rhythm. Just as he was about to ask, Sister Li called everyone to a meeting.

In the meeting room, familiar seats, strange people.Mr. Ye was sitting in the corner, listening to the new director speak blunt Chinese, he glanced out of the window from the corner of his eye, his thoughts slowly drifting away with the clouds in the sky.

On the day when Mr. Huang was elected acting director, he was sitting here, leaning against the window to see the clear sky.He looked at the people on the stage, in suits and leather shoes, giving speeches with a poker face, and grinned involuntarily.

The person I like is really super outstanding.

At the end of the lecture, he wanted to step forward and say "Congratulations, let's continue to work together in the future".Unfortunately, he didn't squeeze through.The man was already surrounded by people saying congratulations.He stood aside, watching the man walk out of the conference room surrounded by a group of people, his back getting further and further away.

From the beginning to the end, he never looked back at him.

In the next two months, except for the weekly meeting, he hardly saw Mr. Huang.One day, he purposely sat in the living room and waited for Mr. Huang to come back, wanting to talk alone.In the middle of the night, Mr. Huang finally came back from socializing.

Mr. Huang stood at the entrance changing his slippers, his face was slightly pale, but his eyes were sober.He stood beside the sofa in embarrassment, he didn't know what to say for a while, so he just said dully: "You're back."

Mr. Huang gave a "hmm" and went straight into the bathroom after changing his shoes.He went to the kitchen to heat up the soup that he made at night, fearing that Huang would not eat the staple food on the wine table, he heated up some more food, and brought it to the living room to wait for him to come out.

The water in the bathroom stopped, and Mr. Huang came out with his upper body bare and wiping his hair. He watched from the side and his whole body tightened, not knowing what to say.

Huang rubbed his hair with a large white towel, glanced at him and asked, "Why are you still awake so late?"

...I am waiting for you.

"Uh, I'm not sleepy yet." Mr. Ye blinked his tired and red eyes, rubbed the back of his head with a smirk and said, "You've been coming back late recently, I warmed up something, would you like..."

"No need." Mr. Huang paused, took the towel off his head, folded it up and held it in his hand... Looking at him, he said, "I'm a little tired today." After speaking, he turned and went back to his room.

Walking to the door of the room, Huang turned his back to him and said in a deep voice, "Oh, that's right."

"Ok?"

"I'm going on a business trip to Beijing tomorrow and will stay for a while."

"……Oh."

He looked at the man's closed door, standing alone in the empty living room, the soup on the table was still warm.He silently put away the food, took it to the kitchen and threw it into the trash can, and went back to his room to lie down and turn off the lights and his phone.

On the darker and darker screen of the phone is the "Happy Birthday" theme background automatically set by the system.

He looked at the ceiling in the dark, feeling a little stuffy in his chest.Turning over, laying on a pillow of the same style as the room next door, grinned with difficulty.

It's just two sentences, so what's the big deal.

...but two sentences, say "Congratulations."

Hear "Happy Birthday."

Is it so difficult.

Perhaps, since then, Mr. Ye has known in his heart what is possible and what is impossible.

So even if Mr. Huang went to Beijing for two months and never contacted him, he said he wanted to move out when he came back. He was not that sad, and he could say calmly:

"okay."

..............................

After the meeting was over and his thoughts came back, Mr. Ye blocked Xiao Ai for the first time, pushed her into the elevator and took her to the coffee shop on the top floor of the building.

"It's working time now, and if you are caught skipping work, you will have to deduct your salary, red envelopes and year-end bonus!" Xiaoai said, and asked the waiter to order the most expensive freshly ground black coffee and western desserts.

"I have something to ask you. You said in the button in the morning, so what..." Mr. Ye didn't know how to speak for a while.

Xiao Ai: "Get to the point."

"I don't accept it."

"..."

Xiao Ai was taken aback, and looked up to see the face of the person opposite who was about to bite his tongue to commit suicide. Remembering that she said "Ye Xiaoshou" during the morning chat, she almost burst out laughing.

She thought that Ye Xiaozhu had finally opened up and wanted to confide in her heart, but she didn't expect... Emma, ​​Ye Xiaozhu, if you don't create problems, who will say who will suffer?What a stupid gay world.

Seeing Xiao Ai's "I understand, you don't need to defend yourself" look, Mr. Ye quickly confessed his innocence: "I have nothing to do with Director Huang, don't think about it."

Xiao Ai smiled slightly: "Do you still need to think about it? Ye Xiaozhu, do you mean you brought me here to confess your love to me?"

"how is this possible!"

The girl stared wide-eyed, touched her chest, and looked aggrieved: "Is it necessary to be so decisive? It hurts people, I have to go back to heal. Bye"

In a hurry, Mr. Ye grabbed her and said, "No, big sister, can't I be wrong?"

"Who is your eldest sister! Well, tell me, where did you go wrong?"

"..."

One of the most difficult questions in history, I am afraid that some women ask men what is wrong.Mr. Ye is most afraid of coaxing girls, so he grabbed his bangs to change the subject: "Why do you say I like Director Huang? I'm not gay."

"Come on. The way you look at Director Huang's bare JQ eyes has already exposed your YD essence."

Grandma Xiaoai and Mr. Ye's are neighbors. Every winter, Xiaoai and her family will come to grandma's house to celebrate the New Year, and play with Ye Xiaowa to make a snowman out of mud.After Xiao Ai's grandma passed away in the second year of junior high school, Xiao Ai never went back, and they lost contact until they happened to join the same company two years ago.After being surprised, the two quickly became bad friends.Well, it's mainly Xiao Ai who hurt him.

Mr. Ye touched his nose in embarrassment, and said with a guilty conscience: "No way, don't talk nonsense."

Xiao Ai looked disgusted: "Hehe, you think I'm blind? You hide in the corner at the weekly meeting and stare at Director Huang unswervingly. You are usually happy like an off-line wild cat. When Director Huang comes over Immediately reserved and turned into a shy little lotus flower. When he talks to you, your face will immediately turn red from the ears to your neck like a rhododendron in April. I said, can you make a difference?"

"..." Mr. Ye wanted to cry, but it was really him?

Xiao Ai sighed, and said, "I really don't understand you men, what kind of flirtatious things are you guys doing at such a young age. The same is true for Director Huang. I thought he had no intentions for you, but Wan Hai's matter clearly protects you so much."

Mr. Ye frowned: "What's wrong with Wan Hai? Isn't the project already completed?! The rest of the trivial work has been handed over to the newcomers to follow up."

Xiao Ai stirred the coffee in the cup, took a sip, stuck out her tongue bitterly, and then took a small bite of the macaron.

"It's not a follow-up, it's a redo. There's something wrong with the design."

She glanced at Mr. Ye and said, "F District."

Mr. Ye was startled: "How is it possible!"

Area F is the area he is in charge of, and it is in the core area. If something goes wrong in Area F, the entire framework will collapse.He did it very carefully, and it took three days for the review. How could there be any problems? !

"But the facts are like this. I was also at the scene at the time, and the problem was indeed in Area F. I couldn't get through to you, and Director Huang left the meeting to find you. Fortunately, the new Su Jiangen knew Wan Hai's young master. It didn’t make a big difference. We still did the project, but Wan Hai’s people said that someone must be responsible for it. The next day, Director Huang asked for sick leave for you, took all the responsibilities, and resigned.”

"..."

"To be honest, I am also shocked. Wan Hai still reserves the right to pursue legal responsibility. It is hard to say if we really pursue it. The company does not allow us to speak out for the sake of reputation, and few people know about it. Think about it carefully. Approved, isn't it strange that the original manuscript is not given after the accident and the investigation is not done?"

"..."

"I guess, the company wanted to find a scapegoat, and they found you to take the blame. Director Huang took the initiative to take full responsibility, blocked the map of Area F, and transferred you to Group B for asylum. It seems that after all, he is reluctant to let you suffer. Hey, I thought he was someone who valued his own future very much. I really can't figure it out, but one thing is clear."

Mr. Ye was silent.

Xiao Ai took a sip of coffee, looked up at him, and said solemnly:

"He has you in his heart."

the truth

Life is not easy, pitted and buried and struggling.

Han Han said: Children only distinguish between right and wrong, adults only look at the pros and cons.

With insufficient information, Mr. Ye is unable to judge right from wrong and seek pros and cons. He urgently needs to know the truth now.

After chatting with Xiao Ai, he returned to the company, and he immediately turned on the computer to find the drawings. He did the design of the F area, and there is a finished draft in the computer. If there is no problem on his side and Wan Hai's made a mistake, then there is something to say.

Mr. Ye stared at the screen, dragged his finger and clicked the mouse from time to time, his whole face turned black.

"Sister Li, someone has touched my computer." Mr. Ye broke into the meeting room with the computer in one hand and the monitor in the other, with a serious expression on his face.

"What are you doing?" An upper-level cadre of the company looked at him very dissatisfied, "Do you know that we are in a meeting now?"

I know, of course I know.He just followed them in when he saw them enter the meeting room.Since the company deliberately concealed this matter, it would be difficult to quickly find out the truth without provoking disputes.

Sister Li looked at him with a complicated expression, and said in a low voice, "Xiaoye, you go back first, and I'll talk about what you have to say later."

Mr. Ye put the things in his hands on the table in the conference room, and said while assembling: "No, it's a very important matter, and it's all the company's wealth."

A cadre wondered: "The company's wealth?"

"Well, yes, Mr. Lin. It's full of design drawings that make money, and the final draft of the latest Wan Hai project. But it's gone now."

Mr. Ye doesn't know the high-level people very well, but it is said that this is the project that attracted Wan Hai. He has met several times at the mobilization meeting, and he only knows that his surname is Lin.

"I suspect that there are spies in the company. Stealing Wan Hai's design drawings may cause losses to the company's interests. I hope that the leaders will pay attention to this matter and investigate this matter immediately. I brought the computer. Do you want to call the police?" Ye The gentleman looked upright and looked at him firmly.

Officer Lin was shocked, pointed at Mr. Ye with his index finger and trembled angrily: "You, you, what did you say?"

"Really. I blamed my negligence on this matter. I took two days of sick leave, and the manuscript disappeared when I came back. But my computer has a password, and it is not the company's internal staff that cannot log in and open it. I heard that Director Huang resigned suddenly yesterday. Look at this Something..." Mr. Ye hesitated to speak, looked at Cadre Lin and analyzed, and secretly glanced at Sister Li out of the corner of his eye.Her expression was more complicated, but she held back what she wanted to say.

It's best to hold back, silence is in everyone's interest.Mr. Ye has been following Sister Li since he joined the company, helping him with big and small things, and taking good care of him.He knew that besides being an insider, Sister Li was somewhat involved in this matter.Everything has a reason, and everyone has difficulties.Sister Li's ex-husband cheated on her during her pregnancy, and she divorced abruptly with her eight-month pregnant belly, and she has brought up the child alone until now.It is not easy for her to become the team leader with her own ability.

Mr. Ye didn't want her to embarrass her, so he came to the conference room with a computer in his hand and went directly to the upper floor.The conference room is full of people related to the Wanhai project, most of them are cadres, and they must be here to discuss the follow-up.He had to act very quickly to dig out the truth.Otherwise, when they collude, it will be difficult to argue.

Whether it's the company's internal and external troubles, or the open and secret struggles of the upper echelons, since he himself and Mr. Huang are involved, how can he hold back and let others slaughter him? !

"Brother Ye, don't think too much. Director Huang's resignation has nothing to do with this matter." Said a tall and thin boy next to him.

"Who are you? How do you know that Director Huang's resignation has nothing to do with Wan Hai's project?" Mr. Ye gave him a familiar look.

"He is the new designer Su, who is now in charge of handling Wan Hai's later affairs." Sister Li explained.

Mr. Ye: "Design? Why is the design responsible? Isn't Wan Hai's design over? How much do you know about Director Huang?"

The boy scratched his head: "This..."

Mr. Lin immediately interrupted: "This is the company's arrangement. Xiao Su is good in all aspects, so I arranged for him to deal with it. Huang Zelin's resignation is his personal reason. You have to ask him himself. Are you so concerned about his resignation?"

Mr. Ye: "Director Huang is my boss, so I am naturally concerned about his resignation. But now I am more concerned about Wan Hai's project. Now that the artwork is missing, if someone has ulterior motives, not only the company's interests will be lost, but also the company's interests will be affected. Cooperation with Wan Hai Group. Something really went wrong, what should Wan Hai do?"

Mr. Ye is full of courage and loyalty. He will not let go until the suspect is caught.