Secretary Kong wants to retire early

It's a joke for a straight man to flirt, but some things always come unexpectedly, making people puzzled.

In the evening, Kung Jing met a scumbag ex who had been dating for three years and then cheated on his Moments...and married a woman.

The group photo of the wedding and the lively video of the scene.

Looking at the appearance of the man and the woman, they are an extremely well-matched pair.

Seeing the bride in the wedding dress looking a little nervous but trying to smile in the short video, Kong Jing's hair was blocked, not for himself, but for the girl.

This matter is much more serious than Kung Kaen being cheated and dumped, and it concerns the life of the person concerned.

Kong Jing remembered that when he first met his ex, the other party's words were full of criticism and hatred for the fraudulent marriage group.This is also an important reason why Kung Kaen gradually approached each other with the three views of each other.

Who knows that when people make their own decisions, their three views are more crooked than their buttocks.

Fortunately, Kong Jing deleted the original photos of the two, and kept a selfish photo with each other.

It's not to commemorate the love that was cheated on, just because the angle of myself in that photo is well-found, and I have a natural handsomeness. In Wu Mian's words, I don't look like me at all.

At that time, Kung King cut the photo in the mobile phone album to only half of himself on the left, and now he took it out and tried it, and it was restored to the original photo of the two of them.

There was a comment under the former's circle of friends, it was a girl who had a good relationship with Kung Kaen.

The girl is a key member of the R&D department of the head office. Everyone in the company calls her Lily. She was met by Kung Jing when he went to the headquarters four years ago to communicate.

"Are you twin?"

At this time, Lily put three huge question marks under the comment, and her little head was greatly confused.

Kong Jing saw that her comment was deleted not long after it was posted, and he didn't know if it was she who deleted it herself, or if her predecessor had a guilty conscience.

After asking her, I found out that she knew her ex's wife, and felt that something was wrong.

After some communication between the two ends, she sent the other party's WeChat ID.

Things got a lot easier. Kung Jing pasted his face in the photo with his ex on Erha emoji, added the girl who married his ex on a small account, sent the photo, and simply told his ex Wan Ruzhu Sexual orientation of cooked shrimp.

Then Khon Kaen stopped looking at his phone, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He didn't sleep soundly this time, in and out of the dream, someone was calling him dead gay.

His old gambler father, whose body was hollowed out by alcohol, suddenly became young and strong, and appeared at the same time as his mother who had run away from home for more than ten years, chasing him, beating and scolding, vaguely there was an ex, chasing after him and blaming him Get rid of the woman he managed to trick.

Terribly real.

Kung Kaen woke up suffocated, his heart beat fast, sweat profusely, put his fingers on his neck, took a deep breath, counted his pulse, and dispelled the fear of being disturbed by the most disgusting nightmare.

Before dawn, he picked up his phone to check the time, and saw three reminders on WeChat.

One is the advance arrangement of the group building activities of the group at. The personnel boss is a night owl and does not sleep at night. He is responsible for editing interesting project content full of his personal style.

Six o'clock in the morning is not too early, and someone has already replied.

"Looking forward to team building!"

"Can I have the honor to see the swimsuits of the girls?"

"You can still see the little brothers, have you heard of the strong man lock man?"

"Thank you, that's still not enough, leave it to those in need."

Kong Jing was a little surprised, most of the active speakers were the dozen or so bald interns, and Cen Jian was not even in this group.

Before he had time to think about it, Kung Kam responded quickly, not even having the energy to post another emoji.

A wechat message was past one o'clock last night, and President Baba Wu Mian sent a beautiful photo of Zhang Cenjian.

The photos are really high-definition, and it took a long time for Khon Kaen's broken phone to load the original photos.

Xiaomengxin is wearing a wine-red suit, with bright eyes, slightly curved eyebrows, a cool smile, and a generous smile, holding a gold-framed certificate that crowned this year's award in her hand. The suit looks straight, and she doesn't look like a serious newcomer. Faintly has the demeanor of a young entrepreneur.

If it wasn't for the influence of his ex's marriage, Kong Jing's senses might have expressed politely to Cen Jian's photo.

Now his eyes are slack and he is in a bad mood, that is, just looking casually.

I fell in love with it after looking at it, and wanted to drag the stylist out to stuff the chicken legs.

This waistline is too good-looking. Although it is tightly wrapped, it is more sexy than not wearing it. It is tempting to imagine what the scenery will be under the delicate fabric.

Kong Jing stared at it for a long time, almost forgetting the contents of last night's nightmare, and against his own wishes, he saved the limited edition of Xiaomengxin in the suit into his photo album, and deleted the photo with his ex by the way.

Kong Jing clicked on the last unread WeChat message, which was sent by his ex-married partner.

A short voice message from 04:30 in the middle of the night, not long, half a minute, I don't know what to say.

Kong Jing is an old fried dough stick secretary for many years. He has cultivated a smooth personality around the president and the old men and women on the board of directors. He can play Tai Chi and can go in the left ear and out the right ear.

Thinking that Qu Qu could afford to scold him for 30 seconds, he didn't switch to text recognition, and clicked on the voice directly.

At first, he didn't hear anything, only the breath of a woman in his ears, he took two gasps, as if he had just stopped trembling.

After three seconds of calm breathing, the other party said to Kong Jing: "I was asked to marry him by my family. He was very gentleman to me, but he seemed to be taking medicine when he touched me a few times. I was only suspicious before, thank you You tell me. We just had a banquet, and we haven't received the certificate yet... It was only a few days ago, I will... I will find a way to break up with him. "

She spoke tremblingly in a low voice, her voice was a little anxious, as if she was afraid of being heard in the middle of the night, she covered her lips and lowered her voice, but even so, it could be heard that she was not only sweet, but also had a very nice voice woman.

Kong Jing couldn't help wondering whether the other party's personality was similar to Cen Jian's.

But it's too easy to be deceived, but fortunately, it was discovered in time and I was able to get out as soon as possible.

Contrary to Khon's imaginary questioning and questioning, the other party's voice was full of gratitude to Khon.

Kong Jing thought, maybe he broke through a "marriage", but he saved a person.

Maybe two, he hoped the ex could save a little bit.

Kung Kaen has not cried for many years. He lacks nothing in his life, but the nourishment of tears.

Breaking up with his ex is nothing more than drinking low-alcohol beer all night with a blank face, and doing whatever he likes the next day. Even the boss of his long-time friend didn't notice his strangeness.

At this moment, the sockets of the eyes quickly turned red.

It seems that there are still people in this world who are saved by his actions, and give him back his kindness.

He was definitely intrigued by Cen Jian, a newcomer who was easy to blush and shy, and then generous and free and easy. His intention was definitely not to move himself.

After briefly replying his wishes for the other party's new life, Kong Jing pressed the sore corners of his eyes, switched back to the emoji-style chat window with the president's father, typed with one hand, and almost flew up: "I know the newcomer looks good, the next one Do you want to post yourself?"

Mr. Wu from [-]:[-] in the morning sent a lazy voice. The subwoofer with a broken leg showed the charm of a mature man, concealing the nature of trouble: "As expected of my chief secretary, you are really smart."

In the next second, Kong Jing received Wu Mian's photo of Wu Mian, who was so cool that he had no friends. The painting style was almost the same as Cen Jian's. The light and dark were the same. It seemed that it was done by the same photographer.

Kong Jing always felt that there was some similarity between Cen Jian and Wu Mian's eyebrows, and attributed it to the old fashioned makeup and stylist.

Thousands of people turned into one side, it's time to be laid off.

This face is facing each other every day. Kung Jing can even tell at a glance when Wu Mian lost a few moles in the later stage. He routinely expresses his flattery and praise for the handsome and straight CEO without interest. I feel like I can be rated as a language artist.

However, after seeing the photos of the two beautiful men, Kung Kaen's mood improved a lot. Seeing that the sky had not yet dawned, he put down his mobile phone, buried his head in the bed, and soon fell into a dreamless sleep.

Not long after, the sky was already bright, and Wu Mian and Cen Jian were drinking morning tea in the newly established revolving restaurant at the headquarters.

"Morning, Mr. Cen!"

Cen Jian curled his lips and smiled: "Good morning."

In the scent of black chocolate cookies and Ceylon black tea, Wu Mian closed his eyes leisurely, but this leisure usually lasted less than 5 minutes.

There are too many people who take the opportunity to pass by them, whether they are middle-level or high-level employees or ordinary employees.

Although Wu Mian is narcissistic, he still has self-knowledge. This group of people came to watch Cen Jian.

How attractive is his cousin? After coming to the headquarters for half a year, more and more people are hanging around him.

"Is Xiao Cen always eating cookies? It smells delicious, let's get some too!"

"That's right, the brand you recommended last time is really easy to use, and my face is much smoother."

"Mr. Cen, I have contacted all the people you asked me to contact yesterday. I will send their business scope changes to your Dingmail before 07:30."

"Hey, Cen Jian, let's go fishing together on weekends?"

"Old Liu is a step late, Cen Jian has already made an appointment to play golf with me."

"You said that you are never unreasonable. It is impossible for him to have an appointment with you for two days?"

"Fishing one day and playing two-persons one day, are you scheduled for next week?"

"What the hell, Errenzhuan, why don't you let them dance square dances with your parents?"

"..."

Buzzing in his ears, Wu Mian couldn't help but doze off at the moment, so he stretched himself, leaned on the back of the chair and watched Cen Jian eating breakfast.

Cen Jian's popularity has become so good, Wu Mian is very pleased, sometimes looking at Cen Jian's face, but also feels that God's will is unpredictable.

Although they are cousins ​​who look alike, the looks of the two brothers are like cabbages with completely different fates.

One is carefully crafted by God and cultivated with love, and the other is thrown into the ground and grows casually, even without watering.

It was okay when I was young, but the difference will come out over time.

With Cen Jian's delicate skin, high nose bridge, and well-shaped lips, even a straight man would be jealous of him.

Regardless of whether it is the same sex or the opposite sex, as Cen Jian gets older, he gets better, especially when his personality becomes more cheerful, and he becomes more likable.

If such a person falls in love with someone, theoretically, it should be easy to catch.

As far as Wu Mian saw his younger brother's treatment of Kung Jing, his demeanor and eyes could be called "pure temptation". Regardless of whether he was straight or straight, he should be the type that men like most.

Why didn't Kong Jing respond at all, as if he had escaped into Buddhism, as stable as an old dog, and occasionally frowned, as if full of...dislike for Cen Jian?

Wouldn't Kung Kaen still be thinking about his predecessor who was caught three times in the hotel?

I don’t know what misunderstandings Kung King has about his own appearance. A few years ago, Kung King was still the hottest 1 in the legend of the handsome boy and the cool macho in Chengdu Guys, but I feel that I am very ordinary. Find a courtesan boyfriend who can make himself green.

Straight guys can never figure out what gay guys are thinking, it's Duchao - thick walls.

Boss Ba yawned and changed his hand to support his face.

It's better to be a quiet domineering boss, enjoy being flattered by the clouds of beauties every day, let a few secretaries do things if you have something to do, and harass the secretary to ask him what he is doing...

It's a pity that Secretary Kong is leaving.

Life is not easy, the boss sighed.

After being stared at by Wu Mian for a while, and hearing the other party's long sigh again, Cen Jian couldn't hold his breath, put down his teacup, frowned and asked, "You don't have enough sleep, do you stay up late at night to chat with strong men again?"

Although Cen Jian has been abroad for a few years, his accent has not faded. Wu Mian likes to listen to his accent the most, and there is still a little taste of his childhood. Now he is satisfied with a smirk: "I am the only one who knows me." Lovely brother."

Cen Jian was alarmed, and quickly stuffed a piece of sweet and bitter rum cookie into his mouth to calm the shock, pretending that he was just chatting with the other party, and asked tentatively, "With whom?"

Boss Ba raised his pretentious orchid fingers with the hand holding the fried dough sticks, and joked in disregard of Beng's pretensions: "With your lover."

Lily from the R&D department walked by the two of them, and when she heard these words, her high heels slipped and she almost fell face down on the ground.

Mars hit the earth?Ultraman and Pikachu fight?Tomie fell in love with Junji Ito?

who?Mr. Cen's lover?with who?Who stole the jade carving cabbage that has been here for half a year?

When the wind was still blowing in his head, Cen Jian pulled Lily, and she fell into Cen Jian's arms, and her face, which had just been put on makeup, was stuck to his suit pants, as if she was only loved by someone pia the cat on the glass door.

Cen Jian helped her up: "Be careful, I'm going to tell my aunt now, don't add water to the sweeper."

Cen Jian's suit still has the unisex perfume that he sprayed on when he returned to China for an exclusive interview. It has a tangerine and fruity fragrance. Friends complained that it smells like a hotel bathroom.

Ordinary people may have stepped on a thunderstorm when using it, but the residual fragrance is mixed with Cen Jian's low body temperature, giving people an indescribable sense of calm. Lily's heart was pounding, and she couldn't help sniffing it a few more times, planting a prairie in her heart.

Wu Mian raised his eyes, his eyes radiated a cold light that could hurt Lily's bones, as if to say, stupid woman, stay away from your leader!

"No, no, you don't have to tell Auntie! Be careful too! Goodbye, Mr. Cen and Mr. Wu!" Lily regained her composure at this moment, and with strength in her legs, she got up from Cen Jian's lap and walked away with her butt burning. Like Wu Mian turned into a big bad wolf chasing after her.

Cen Jian smoothed the wrinkles on the suit pants: "She's just not careful, you don't have to stare at her so fiercely, girls will be afraid."

"Don't treat every woman as eighteen. Who knows if they want to attract your attention. Didn't this kind of thing happen when you first came to the headquarters?"

"It was your inappropriate words just now that made her frightened."

Wu Mian pouted and continued the previous topic: "About Kong Jing, you don't want me to say it straight. I hinted that he should realize that you are not a newcomer, but a new leader transferred from the headquarters. He was interesting, so I came here to see him off."

Cen Jian shook his head: "...It doesn't matter if he doesn't know, after all, he will leave after the new year. I'm not interested in him either, I have corrected you many times."

"You seem sorry."

"Fortunately."

Wu Mian sighed: "It's been so many years, don't I know you, you little ostrich. The ups and downs of your voice reveal that you really want to chase him, or get him to do something."

Cen Jian was embarrassed, drinking half a cup of cold black tea to cover up his embarrassment: "I don't have any."

Even if he wanted to be done something, it was just thinking about eating peaches.

What's more, what he thinks is what to do to the other party.

If you want to see a different expression on that face, it must be the supreme scenery.

Speaking of why he wants to discuss relationship issues with a straight man, he will definitely be taken into the ditch!

"Even if I have it, it's none of...brother's business."

Calling brother to please Wu Mian, let him break down the stage even more without the psychological burden: "Then read less of Mr. Mary Su Ba's novels, and put more into practical actions. The routines in it can reduce intelligence, and you can't catch people with it." .”

Cen Jian's confidence was getting weaker and weaker, and he did not forget to struggle to the death: "But you see nothing less than me."

Wu Mian laughed loudly: "Do you still remember, silly brother, you lent it to me because you were afraid that I would not be able to catch up with him."

He laughed a few times, and when he received a call from Secretary Kong, his smile gradually disappeared.

Kong Jing's voice leaked from the phone, and Cen Jian turned his head slightly to listen to the person he liked.

When working, Kong Jing and Wu Mian spoke neither humble nor overbearing.

It's more like making a personal phone call now, only stepping on Wu Mian's head, standing higher and farther away.

"You want to bet on this with me? All right, just let the horse come here." Wu Mian immediately turned off the phone, his thin lips were pursed into a line, and his hair was blown up visibly, like a husky whose tail was stepped on.

Cen Jian wiped off the biscuit crumbs from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, hooked his nimble tongue, and the matcha-flavored residue disappeared on the tip of his tongue, bringing out an unstoppable sweetness.

The female employees sitting not far away pushed me and pushed you, all regretting that they missed the opportunity to secretly take pictures.

At this moment, Wu Mian didn't remind them not to take random photos, they were completely immersed in the anger of being ignited by Kung Kaen.

Cen Jian asked curiously, "What did Kong Jing tell you?"

"He wants to challenge me during team building, to see whose figure is more popular."

It's like a peacock spreading its tail.

Wu Mian: "Why do I feel that he is jealous of me?"

Cen Jian: "What vinegar?"

Wu Mian: "I suspect that he thinks you like me, but I have no proof."

The expression on Cen Jian's face became subtle in an instant.

Kong Jing didn't know that they were cousins, but Cen Jian thought that his attitude towards Kong Jing and Wu Mian was so different that it would not be misunderstood.

Over the years, Mr. Wu has been the one who can't support Mr. Wu, and as the secretary of the general, Kong Jing, always helps to clean up the mess after the boss pissed off Party A.

When Wu Mian was in school, he was excellent in character and learning, and he loved to hate others. From the school bully to the principal, he was pissed off by him. Afterwards, Kung King brought gifts to the door to comfort the other party.

In the workplace, Wu Mian is like a fish in water, flexing his muscles. He really likes those who don't know how to pretend to understand, who are contemptuous of science and technology companies, who are not sincerely seeking cooperation, and sometimes the media.

The operation was as fierce as a tiger, and Wu Mian was most refreshed when he saw the appearance of others leaving angrily.

Although he is a mild-mannered person, this is a workplace after all. His unique hobbies have hurt his secretaries, and each of them has developed the ability to pretend to be a grandson.

At first, Cen Jian didn't understand why Kong Jing wanted to leave as soon as he said it, but he had been in the branch for half a month, if it wasn't for Kong Jing not leaving the job yet, he really wanted to leave with him.

Everyone in the head office has heard of the glorious deeds of Wu Mian, the second-generation founder, who was given the nickname, Explosive/Powder/Explosive Machine.

In this huge company, only Iris, that magical man in women's clothing, would be infatuated with Wu Mian.

Cen Jian asked him: "Aren't you afraid of being teased by him?"

The sweet-looking black long straight beauty showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth: "The boss's mouth makes me excited, all over my body."

This horrible sex/fetish.

Mr. Ba, how can he be handsome with the hard-working elite secretary?

Khon Kaen has a wide back, so it should be very comfortable to lie on.

When suppressed, I don't know if it will make a fascinating sound.

The two are simply not comparable.

Thinking of this, Cen Jian smiled and did not speak.

He raised one eyebrow, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, his eyes were three-point cold, three-point contempt, and four-point careless, his expression clearly filled with disdain for the boss.

The fritters in Wu Mian's hand instantly became stale: "What expression do you have?"

Cen Jian answered without losing face: "Look at my face, my skin is three degrees whiter than yours, and the pores are one size smaller than yours. Does it seem like I want to fall in love with you?"

To put it bluntly, you can't climb high.

Wu Mian: "???"

Isn't he just an unrefined rough straight man? Why did you hit him like this? Who is this person? ?

This is not his cute little brother with a baby voice and short legs hugging him like a baby!Give him back his brother!

After being interrupted like this, the anger towards Kung Kaen disappeared.

Wu Mian couldn't help thinking, younger brother is not as good as new, secretary is not as good as old, it would be great if Kung Jing could stay, he is really indispensable for his work.

Khon Kaen, who was far away in the branch office, felt a chill.

Just now, after he finished the phone call that he dialed the number without thinking, he had already issued a challenge to Wu Mian when he came back to his senses.

Hell, why would he do this? He's not the boss, the peacock, and he doesn't have anyone to show off.

As a quiet soon-to-be-retired veteran cadre, it's not like him.

The phone beeped, and the news of Wu Mian's false transmission of the imperial decree came into view: "The little newcomer said that he is looking forward to it."

Following the message, Kong Jing raised the corners of his mouth, followed by lightly touching the screen with his finger, touching the word "little newcomer" a few times with still meaning.

The person in charge of the personnel department passing by: "Old Kong, why are you so happy?"

Kong Jing: "..."