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【楼主：香尹——发帖时间：2016年2月5日上午00：00：00】终于开始放年假了！

On the last working day of the previous year, people from other departments came and went with laughter and laughter, relaxed and at ease.However, the technology development department was as quiet as an examination room, everyone was tense and nervous, and only the sound of hurried keyboards could be heard.The technical geeks seem to have been injected with stimulants, their eyes are bloodshot, and they are trying to solve all the remaining bugs before leaving get off work.

From time to time, nervous shouts came from the office.

"There are still bugs?"

"Where is it wrong!"

"Damn it's an error again!"

The saddest thing in the world is the bugs created by yourself, and you just stare at them, but you just can't find them.

I walk around the office room every two hours, checking on their progress.

At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, [-]% of the programmers had already finished all their work, packed up their things and prepared to go home, gathered together happily, talking and laughing, and felt so relaxed that they could fly.

Seeing this, the remaining [-]% became more and more nervous, their faces turning green and pale.

I saw that these people really had trouble concentrating, so after asking the manager for instructions, they announced loudly in the office: "Everyone has worked hard for a year. If you have completed your tasks, you don't need to stay in the company anymore. Go home early to celebrate the New Year!"

Before they finished speaking, several people picked up their backpacks and ran while screaming.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhuang, I'm leaving!"

"Zhuang is always a good guy!"

"Happy New Year, Mr. Zhuang!"

"Everyone go home early!"

At 7 o'clock in the evening, a few more people left in the office room, leaving only the last six people, one of whom was Young Master Jiang.He is a senior programmer, and the task is heavy and difficult. I am afraid that he will stay until late at night.

I looked at my watch, and it was already the time agreed with Mr. Ye, and I couldn't delay any longer.So I said to a few people: "I'll go out for a while, if you have something to do, call me. If you can't finish tonight, come back tomorrow. Don't stay too late."

After finishing speaking, I packed my things and left the office.The other departments in the company were already empty, and the office building was completely dark. When I looked back, only our office room was brightly lit, which seemed particularly cold and lonely.

Tonight's night wind was so cold that I was shivering all over my body. I just got in the car when I unexpectedly received a text message from Xiao Zhou: "Mr. Zhuang, are you coming back for dinner tonight?"

I replied a text message: "I'm not going back tonight, I'm going to meet a friend, the Mr. Ye I mentioned to you last night."

"Okay, I bought ginger milk tonight, do you want to save some for you?"

I like stewed milk and ginger milk the most, and I can't help being a little excited: "Leave me a bowl, don't eat it all by yourself."

"Well, come back early, I'll warm it up for you."

"know."

Excitedly, I drove for about half an hour, came to a club in the bustling urban area, and dialed Mr. Ye's number.

"Hi Mr. Ye, I've arrived and I'm waiting for you in the lobby."

"You come to the French restaurant on the top floor, and I will sit in a row of seats by the window."

The consumption of a meal here is usually between [-] and [-] per person. If you want to drink, each bottle of wine costs tens of thousands. It is a place for the rich to squander, not a place for ordinary people to come and go.

I have seen a small world, and I have never eaten in such an elegant and luxurious place, so I had to bite the bullet and get on the elevator, standing quietly and slowly ascending.

In the elevator besides me, there was another waiter in his early twenties, with a slender figure, thin eyes and long eyebrows, and he was even prettier than me.He glanced at me and smiled slightly, I immediately knew he was a fellow, blushing slightly.

This is where Mr. Ye usually comes and goes.

There are so many temptations, Mr. Ye, how are you doing?

The French restaurant on the top floor has a quiet and secret atmosphere, the lighting is just right, and the design is unique, so that every pair of customers can have their own space without being disturbed.

I gave Mr. Ye's name and was taken to a table by the window in the corner by a waitress.

As expected, Mr. Ye was already waiting for me.

He is at the pinnacle of his life, has a successful career, is well maintained, and looks like he is only in his early thirties.In terms of appearance, although he can't be said to be handsome and unrestrained, he is still above average, and his clothing taste is extraordinary, so he can be regarded as an outstanding person.

Such an outstanding person is interested in me, I am indeed a little moved, but...

"Xiao Zhuang is here, I have been waiting for you for half an hour, what do you want to eat?" He beckoned me to sit down opposite him, picked up the menu on the table and handed it to me.

I smiled and apologized: "I'm sorry Mr. Ye, the company has something to do today, so I got off work late."

"Well, it's fine."

I looked through the menu, and the rows were all in French, without even the pictures. I couldn't tell the difference between the appetizers, the main courses, and the desserts. I didn't know them at all.I was feeling numb and embarrassed, Mr. Ye said softly, "Do you want to eat foie gras?"

"Well, eat." I smiled and put down the menu, "Thank you, Mr. Ye."

So he took my order and asked me what kind of wine I would like to drink.I really had a hard time eating this meal, racking my brains like an exam, but I really didn't want to lose face, so I smiled and said: "What kind of wine Mr. Ye wants to drink, I will follow."

He finally let me go.

The wine came first, crystal clear and smooth, with a touch of sweetness in the mouth.

Mr. Ye smiled and asked: "How is your work recently? Are you busy?"

"It's always busy at the end of the year, and it's easier after the new year."

"Well... your position is a bit more difficult." He looked at me thoughtfully, "I came to you today to tell you something, but no one knows about it yet, and telling you is to let you know There are many."

"Mr. Ye, please tell me."

"The head of your department, that is, the technology director of your company, has just submitted his resignation recently, and will leave in three months."

I am a little surprised.The manager is leaving?

I didn't even want to ask him how he knew about this. People at his level naturally have their own eyes and ears.

I said cautiously: "That's really sad, my boss is very nice..."

He glanced at me with a smile, his eyes were imperceptible scrutiny and observation, as if he was weighing my ability and ambition: "The position of technical director of your company is going to be vacant, are you interested?"

I'm short of breath.

Is this what he was trying to tell me?

Of course!

I have worked hard for several years just to have this opportunity!

The age of 35 is a watershed in my life. My career depends entirely on this age. If I can be promoted to the position of technical director and become an executive before then, my life will be completely different!

It's just that I'm only 28... I'm still too immature.

I am a little distressed. I don't know whether I should seize the opportunity and go head-on at this time, or experience it for a few more years.

He seemed to see through my mind: "You can practice in the current middle-level position, or directly in the position of technical director. The feeling is completely different."

He completely ignited the blood in my heart.

I looked up at him: "Yes, I'm interested."

He smiled, lowered his head and took a sip of his wine: "I can secretly create momentum for you..." At this point, he changed the subject, "How is your personal life? Have you met anyone you are interested in recently?"

Sure enough, this topic was introduced...

I smiled and said, "I've been busy with work and didn't think about anything else."

"Hahaha..." He laughed and continued to drink with his head bowed. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Xiao Zhuang, you are not too young. Have you thought about finding a boyfriend seriously?"

I felt terribly embarrassed, and said with a wry smile, "Boss Ye, my personality is unbearable for most people in life."

He smiled and said, "It may not be unbearable. What do you want?"

I ask you to go for a physical examination, show a certificate of good health, and ask you to list the health conditions of all your previous bed partners, and make notes and memos for emergencies... Can you bear it?

I smiled wryly and said, "I'm too embarrassed to tell about my strange problems. Mr. Ye must have a bad impression of me after hearing it. It's better not to know."

He smiled and said, "Let's hear it."

I didn't know how to speak, but at this moment, the waiter I met in the elevator passed by and glanced at Mr. Ye.The moment their eyes met, they separated quickly as if they didn't know each other.

I was slightly taken aback, if my intuition was correct, they probably had a relationship.

Which got me thinking, how many bed partners did this person have?

I get a headache when I think about it. After his divorce, he has been separated for two years, and he will definitely find someone to accompany him when he is empty and lonely.The more former partners I have, the more records I need to make, and the process is complicated, which is too much trouble and hard work.Now I can't ask directly, nor can I calculate and predict the workload in the future, which makes me feel uncertain.

When he was happy in bed before, why didn't he think about the trouble he might cause me?

I have to say, I was a little bit put off.

I smiled and replied: "Boss Ye, even my mother can't stand my problems, so let's stop talking about them."

He was silent for a moment, and finally smiled: "We can talk about it another day."

We deliberately avoided this topic, and instead talked about some interesting things in life, the atmosphere improved a lot.Even so, when I think of eating and drinking him forty-five thousand yuan tonight, I still feel like fifteen buckets in my heart.If I refuse him in the future, will he ask me to pay back the money?

When he finally finished leaving, Mr. Ye said to me meaningfully: "Xiao Zhuang, you should think about what I just mentioned. If you want, I can help you in your career."

"Thank you Mr. Ye, I will consider it."

Mr. Ye is not a robot cat, nor is he Tsuzuki otome. Although he will not take the initiative to harm others, he is also a shrewd character and will never suffer. If he wants to lend a helping hand to others, he will naturally ask for a price.

I was so exhausted after eating this meal that my smile almost froze, and it was already 10:[-] when I got home.I sat on the sofa without saying a word, staring blankly at the TV.

Xiao Zhou was studying at first, so he turned his head and asked, "Do you want ginger juice for milk?"

"Yes!"

One sentence reminded me that there are still such good things, and my mood immediately improved a lot.

So the two of us drank ginger juice and milk together.

Xiao Zhou lowered his head and asked, "How did you meet that friend tonight?"

I was suddenly tired: "It's good..."

"Why do you look so tired?"

I smiled wryly, "Actually, I'm a little tired."

"tired?"

"Hmm... Boss Ye is pretty good, but it's only suitable for viewing from a distance, and it's a bit hard to get in touch with at close range... Unlike you."

He looked at me: "how am I?"

I smiled and blurted out: "You can watch from a distance, but also be obscene..." I immediately realized something was wrong, coughed and changed my words: "You can also get along with each other everyday."

He looked at me thoughtfully: "Maybe you don't feel tired after being with him for a long time?"

I thought about the time and thought I wanted to spend on Mr. Ye, and I felt tired all of a sudden: "I don't know."

Xiao Zhou added: "I'm leaving tomorrow to go home to see my mother."

"How to go back? Drive?"

"Well, it's only five hours away."

I was a little worried: "The road is slippery, you should drive carefully. Didn't you get a ticket last year?"

"I didn't get it... I just wanted to drive by myself. Are you going back to your hometown this year?"

"Well, my grandparents are still there, and I want to go back with my mother to see them. But my grandparents left long ago, and my father left early, so the relatives over there will fade away. What about you?"

Xiao Zhou was silent for a moment, and his expression became cold and cold again: "My father also left early, and my grandparents and grandparents are gone. I just go home to see my mother."

I can't help but feel a little pitiful for him: "At least your mother is still here."

He nodded: "Yes."

"Rest early tonight, you will have to drive hard tomorrow, please text me when you get home safely."

We chatted for a while, and before we knew it, it was 11:[-], and I rushed back to my room to write a post, leaving him in the living room.

I haven't showered yet, so I'll go first.Good night!

Ah, also, the account of Three Thousand Worlds was locked by me, and I will unlock it for him after three days.

[Floor 1: Suifeng] How did you lock it? !Can you lock it!

[2nd floor: I am a piece of cold tofu] Probably he hacked the account of Three Thousand Worlds

[Floor 3: True Water Without Fragrance] Do you know why Xiao Zhou suddenly bought ginger juice to hit milk tonight?

[Floor 4: I'll go] Because the two of them are friends, a great friendship

[Fifth floor: No money] Neither of them has a father. If you watch Korean dramas, you may soon find out that you are brothers who have been separated for many years.