Comprehension era

The weather is slightly cool, the autumn wind is blowing everywhere, and the weekend is a good time to travel.

Jincheng's north-south two-way eight-lane road was blocked by vehicles preparing to go on a trip. The speed of each car was hundreds of yards per hour, but it was difficult to move at this moment. Only the sparrows on the side of the road were flying around freely.

The gray sparrow fluttered its wings and went up with the wind. After flying more than a dozen floors, it was finally tired. It stopped on the window sill of a building to rest, and looked in through the glass window of the building curiously with a pair of round eyes. wait and see.

Inside is an office with hundreds of workstations, each of which is separated by glass. Most of the office desks are vacant during this holiday. Only a few homeless young people use the company’s Use your computer to browse the web and play games to pass the time.

Among these young people, only a young man in a gray jacket was working overtime. He was staring at the computer screen, holding the mouse in one hand and the keyboard in the other, and was seriously drawing computer drawings.

This young man is called Dong Canghai. He has just graduated from university and majored in mechanical design. Because he doesn't have much work experience, he can only make up for it with diligence.

He applied for this company a week ago. The company was mainly engaged in finance before, involving multiple industries. A few years ago, it also engaged in the Internet. cultivated.

He created a brand new department by himself, the name of the department: Ministry of Industry and Engineering.

It is said that he will develop and grow in the future, but at present he is alone. Although he is arranged to work with everyone in a corner of the office, he has no seniors to lead the way, and no colleagues to share experience. It is quite difficult to work.

Fortunately, there are a few old classmates and seniors who can give some help remotely, but even so, it is not easy to complete the design work accompanied by the new team.He had to draw a picture, stop for a while, then flip through the book next to him, read two pages, and then continue to draw.

When Dong Canghai was devoting himself to work, a deep male voice suddenly sounded next to his ear: "Canghai, are you still working overtime?"

Dong Canghai was taken aback. He looked to the side, and immediately stood up from his seat, and smiled shyly, "Mr. Mo! I didn't expect you to be here today... Yes, I'm not very familiar with this design yet, I want to practice more."

President Mo smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and pushed Dong Canghai onto the seat, and said softly, "What's not clear? I can help you."

When Dong Canghai joined the company, Mr. Mo personally went to the talent market to recruit him. I remember that he once emphasized that he was a newcomer and had no work experience, but this Mr. Mo said he didn't mind, and gave him a salary of 8000 yuan a month. Let him come to work.

This is already a very good treatment for a novice who has just graduated.Dong Canghai was grateful to President Mo from the bottom of his heart. Now that he heard that President Mo planned to guide him personally, he stopped being polite and poured out all the difficult questions.

"Here, according to industry standards, there should be three bearings, but I don't know how to arrange them. If they are placed here...it doesn't seem very good. If they are modified, they will violate the regulations again..."

"Hmm...? This... this... is indeed a difficult problem... I don't know either."

Dong Canghai was taken aback when he heard the other party's answer.He turned his head to look at the man beside him.

The man is tall, dark-skinned, wearing glasses, and under the lens are a pair of very sharp eyes. At this moment, the man's eyes are not looking at the screen, but on... his neck?

Dong Canghai pulled his collar subconsciously, and forced a smile: "Mr. Mo, aren't you a professional with me?"

The man licked his lips subconsciously, and Dong Canghai noticed that his tongue was particularly red, very thin and pointed, and the movement of licking his lips was very sexy.

"Of course not." President Mo smiled, "But it's okay, you can learn if you don't understand, if you don't understand, I'll find a master to guide you."

"Ah?" Dong Canghai opened his mouth wide, staring blankly at the tall back of President Mo who had already left.

The other party invited me to come to work, right?This is not a school, is it?If he could hire a master, why would he recruit a rookie like himself and give him such a good treatment?

"Xiaodong!" After the boss left, the atmosphere in the office became more casual. A boy with red hair was playing "lol" while shouting Dong Canghai's name.

"What's the matter?" Dong Canghai asked.

That red-haired boy is called Le Xiang, and he came to the company a few days earlier than Dong Canghai.

Le Xiang frantically clicked the mouse to kill people, and said loudly: "Congratulations, you are attracted by President Mo!"

"What did Boss Mo fall in love with?" Dong Canghai was at a loss, his studies were not particularly outstanding, although he worked hard, but his efficiency was not high, what could he fancy about himself?It can't be that he has a good character, right?Capitalists are not charities.

"Hey! You are so slow!" Le Xiang was killed, and it will take some time before he can be revived, so he dropped the mouse, ran over and put his arms around Dong Canghai's shoulders, looked around, saw no one was paying attention, and Crawling beside Dong Canghai's ear, he lowered his voice: "Mo is always gay! Didn't you find out?"

"Ah? No... Impossible!" Dong Canghai was a little dazed. Although he heard the word "gay" a lot, he had never encountered it before, let alone thought that such a thing might happen in himself.

"That's why you can't just focus on your own work!" Le Xiang had a mysterious expression on his face, and he glanced at the hundreds of workstations in the entire office, "Here are all President Mo's harem! Great, I see you will soon be one of them too."

Dong Canghai shuddered all over, and subconsciously pushed Le Xiang who was on his body away. He felt that Le Xiang's hand touched his lower abdomen just now, and he didn't know if it was intentional.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm leaving first!" Dong Canghai was no longer in the mood to work overtime, he simply packed his things and left the company.

Dong Canghai took the elevator to the first floor, and when he reached the entrance of the company, he looked back.

The lobby on the first floor is spacious and open. The security guards on duty are chatting with the guy at the front desk. Behind them, the words "Create Group" are shining brightly. There are several pots of green plants in the corner of the lobby. The cleaning lady is mopping things up. The footprints that Canghai has just walked are dragged away.

Maybe I was too sensitive.

Dong Canghai shrugged his shoulders. Although Boss Mo treated him well, he had only said a few words since he joined the company. Even if he was gay, it didn't mean he was interested in him.

Dong Canghai was pondering as he walked down the steps of the gate, and looked up, only to see that the North-South Highway in front of him was still heavily blocked, and the bus lanes were all blocked.

So he planned to walk home, and he walked two steps along the sidewalk, when suddenly he heard someone calling himself: "Dong Canghai!"

Dong Canghai turned his head, and the rear window of a black Bentley on the road was rolled down. Inside the window, his boss Mo Zhihuan was greeting him.

Dong Canghai hesitated for a moment, ran to the edge of the sidewalk, and greeted the boss across the green belt: "Mr. Mo, you haven't gone back yet?"

Mo Zhi smiled happily, and pointed to the long dragon in front of him: "Yes, it's blocked."

Before, Dong Canghai didn't pay much attention to his boss, but now he looked at him carefully, and saw that he was wearing a well-tailored gray suit, with two buttons undone at the neckline, and a tie hanging casually around his neck At this moment, I don't know if it's because of irritability or because of the heat, and I'm still pulling down the tie.

"Is there anything you need me to do?" Dong Canghai asked. When he said this, he noticed that the lenses of Mo Zhihuan's glasses were a bit thick, probably more than [-] degrees.

Mo Zhihuan pursed his lips, opened the car door, came out, took a few steps across, turned over beautifully, crossed the green belt, and stood on the sidewalk: "It's nothing, the road is blocked, and I can't go home anyway. , why don't I treat you to dinner."

As he spoke, he turned his head and told the driver: "Xiao Wang, drive the car back by yourself."

After the driver said yes, he continued to wait endlessly.

Dong Canghai never thought that his boss would propose such an invitation at this time. He hurriedly said, "You're welcome, President Mo, I'll just solve it myself."

"Then how can I do that?" Mo Zhihuan stretched out an arm, and put it on Dong Canghai's shoulder seemingly casually. He is slightly taller than Dong Canghai. This movement is a bit like holding someone in his arms Same, "Since we met, let's have a meal together."

If it was normal, Dong Canghai would definitely not refuse, but after hearing Le Xiang's words just now, he became more careful, and he thought about his words: "Mr. Mo, it's really impossible. My grandma was ill two days ago, and she and I are the only ones at home. Two people, I have to go back and take care of her. Thank you for your kindness, next time."

After hearing this, Mo Zhihuan let go of Dong Canghai, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Okay, anyway, there will be many opportunities in the future, so you can go back first."

After Dong Canghai said goodbye, he turned and left, thinking about what Le Xiang said while walking on the road.

Could it be that Boss Mo is really gay and he has taken a fancy to him?

Dong Canghai happened to pass by a fashion store, so he stopped in front of the glass window of that store, and looked at himself through the reflection of the mirror.

It's not a very outstanding appearance, nor is it beautiful and exquisite. Apart from having practiced martial arts for more than ten years and a relatively coordinated figure, I really can't find any other advantages.

On the other hand, the boss, Mo Zhihuan, is tall and handsome. Although his eyes are a bit sharp, they look gentle and elegant when covered by those gold-rimmed glasses.

Such a man is rich and wealthy, has a gentle temper, and is handsome. If he can't find what he is looking for, how could he fall in love with him?I'm afraid it's just Le Xiang talking nonsense.

Dong Canghai smiled at himself in the mirror, and continued walking.

But as he was walking, he suddenly stopped.

I never thought about it in this way before, but when Le Xiang mentioned it today, some ordinary details came to mind.

For example, apart from an aunt who sweeps the floor, among the thousands of employees in the company, there are no women, and even the front desk staff are men.When he first came to the company, he complained that there were too few girls in the company. Now that he thought about it carefully, he realized that it was not too few, but none at all!

For another example, the company building has 30 floors. On the [-]th floor where I am, the boys inside are more handsome than the other. They are all young and energetic, and no one is over [-] years old.

For another example, when Mo Zhihuan was at the company just now, when he bent down to look at his computer screen, the breath from his nose sprayed into his neck.

And most importantly...

Dong Canghai stared at the mirror in a window half a meter in front of him.

In the mirror, his face took up most of it, and behind him, about 300 meters away, standing on the sidewalk, the person who looked at his back motionlessly was Mo Zhihuan.