There is no pit that cannot fall into

It wasn’t too dark when Kang Jia woke up. She rubbed her eyes and glanced at the watch on the wall. It was just before 6 o’clock, so she could go out and play for a while, and when it got darker, she could see the night scene. Du Ruicheng came out of the bathroom and saw Kang Jia When he woke up, he said to him, "Get up and pack your things."

Kang Jia shook her head and said, "There's nothing to do to go to the beach, it's only a few steps away."

Du Ruicheng stopped wiping his hair, paid attention to Kang Jia's meaning and told him: "We are going to the airport."

Kang Jia asked in confusion: "Isn't it the plane tomorrow? Why go at night?"

Du Ruicheng glanced at the watch in the sky and said, "It's 6 o'clock in the morning."

What?My sea! My sand!My public travel!Would you like to be so cruel? Kang Jia sat on the head of the bed in frustration. She also wanted to experience surfing. She also wanted to pick up some beautiful small shells for her mother. She also wanted to build a big sandcastle. The plan was defeated by a lazy sleep.

Seeing Kang Jia's unhappy expression, Du Ruicheng patted his head and said, "It's okay, I'll bring you back in a few days, Nuo, bring this back to Auntie."

Kang Jia opened the small bag that Du Ruicheng handed over and took a look. Inside were all kinds of beautiful shells, including some rare ones. He asked curiously, "How do you know that my mother likes shells?"

"Guess, my mother and sister would pick up a lot of them every time they came over. I went out for a walk and picked up some." Du Ruicheng touched his nose unnaturally.

Kang Jia imagined Du Ruicheng in suits and leather shoes, picking up shells along the beach with no expression on his face. He felt a little joyful and touched. He even took care of the mother of his subordinates. He is indeed a good leader in China. Bring a gift, and my mother will definitely have a fancy show.

"Thank you."

"Get up and pack your things, it's time to go to the airport in a while."

"En." Kang Jia's mood recovered a lot, and she got up to wash up.

I went to bed in a hurry yesterday, and my luggage was not spread out, so I can go out after simply tidying myself up. Before leaving, the two of them went to the restaurant on the first floor to eat the breakfast provided by the hotel, fruit porridge with shrimp dumplings, Kang Jia ate Full of food, he followed Du Ruicheng to the airport, this time there will be no more incidents of staring at the stewardess begging for food.

There were no accidents, and the two returned to the company smoothly. As soon as they entered the sales department, Kangjia was surrounded by strong crowds, and colleagues expressed their concern:

"Brother TV, I heard that the airplane cup you were flying in was hijacked. What do terrorists look like?"

"TV TV, I heard that you were involved in a serial car accident and were crushed into meatloaf when you were taken to the hospital. Are you okay?"

"No, no, I heard that you were kidnapped and taken as a concubine."

"I heard that your whole body was thrown into the World Trade Center by gangs."

Kang Jia was sure that his father's original words must not have been said in this way. He didn't expect that the rumors would become so outrageous and illogical in just one day. He completely collapsed when he saw his colleagues who were talking more and more outrageous.He took off his shirt to reveal what he thought was a muscular upper body and shouted, "Look at me, I can't be better!!"

The colleagues were silent for three seconds, and then the topic changed quickly:

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah TV brother, your skin is so tender and fair, how do you take care of it."

"Television, your figure is not good, your muscles are only at the level of a ten-year-old boy."

"That's right, you're too thin, why don't you gain weight if you can eat so much?"

"Hurry up, tell me the secret to losing weight."

Kang Jia was desperate to find that she had completely become the center of the topic. In this cruel world, they must be jealous that she was about to become a fairy.

Du Ruicheng squinted his eyes, coughed lightly, and the people who were discussing the matter had a pause. They were so excited just now that they seemed to have forgotten that Kang Jia didn't come in alone. Everyone quickly returned to their seats and bowed their heads to do serious work, as if The situation just now was all an illusion.

Du Ruicheng took off his coat and wrapped Kang Jia up. He was two sizes bigger than Kang Jia, which just covered him tightly. He picked up Kang Jia's discarded clothes and handed them to him, saying: " Go to my office and put on your clothes, don't catch a cold."

"Oh." After Kang Jia calmed down, she felt a little ashamed, and ran into the manager's office with her clothes in her arms.

After Du Ruicheng glanced around, seeing that everyone had started to work, he turned and returned to his office.

Kang Jia has gradually gotten used to getting along with Du Ruicheng, so he doesn't think there is anything wrong with Du Ruicheng, but in the eyes of his colleagues, Kang Jia's not wearing a shirt in the office is unsightly, and Du Dabingshan has already shown signs of anger. Going to the manager's office to receive individual education, they all peeked at Du Ruicheng's back, silently sympathizing with Kang Jia in their hearts.

Fifteen minutes later, Kang Jia came out. The colleagues saw that she was still alive, and they were fine, but Kang Jia's expression looked a little heavy. Could it be that she was criticized harshly? Sister Wang, who was sitting next to her, quietly raised her head and asked, "Why? So, do you need to go back to the factory for repairs, and do you want to give you a Konka TV after-sales call?"

"Ah?" Kang Jia was puzzled. Wasn't it just a bit embarrassing, would it be worth returning to the factory for repairs? He smiled dryly and said, "It's okay, it's okay, just let me sleep for a while."

Sister Wang nodded in understanding and stopped talking. The young man was too embarrassed to cry in public and wanted to go home and hide and cry by himself, which is understandable.

Soon it was lunch time, Du Ruicheng came out of the office on time, went to Kang Jia's cubicle and knocked on his desk, Kang Jia naturally followed him away, silently planning to eat sweet and sour pork ribs today.

Colleagues always thought that the manager planned to reprimand Kang Jia after lunch, and sent messages to Kang Jia to express their sympathy. Fortunately, Kang Jia's mobile phone had been laid off and refused to re-employ, so he didn't see any of it.

When I was about to get off work in the evening, it started to rain lightly outside. Du Ruicheng remembered that there seemed to be a walk in the rain in the romance guide he checked back then, so he stood up and adjusted his suit, and went to Kang Jia's desk and said one word: "Let's go."

"Ah?" It's almost time to get off work. Where are you going? Kang Jia put away the documents on the table and got up to follow Du Ruicheng.

Du Ruicheng took Kang Jia to the first floor by elevator, and walked directly towards the gate. Kang Jia was puzzled, shouldn't he drive in the parking lot first if he wants to go out?It's still raining outside.

Du Ruicheng didn't stop, and walked directly into the rain. The leaders left directly. No matter how hypocritical the subordinates were, Kang Jia bit the bullet and followed into the rain. Itching, Kang Jia looked at Du Ruicheng, who was walking along the road unhurriedly, and asked, "Where are we going?"

Du Ruicheng turned his head and looked at Kang Jia's words: "Walk in the rain."

Kang Jia wanted to hurt him a few words, but Du Ruicheng's eyes were very serious, as if this matter was very important to him, the gradually growing raindrops fell on Du Ruicheng's face, and his icy aura that never left him Seeing Du Ruicheng like this, Kang Jia suddenly felt a little hurt, so he could only continue walking with him.

Kang Jia rubbed his hands, put them to his mouth, took a deep breath and continued to rub, it was a bit cold, Du Ruicheng's eyes moved slightly, and he took Kang Jia's hands that were about to freeze and stuffed them into his arms to warm them.

What does this mean?Kang Jia didn't think about why Du Ruicheng did this, but concentrated on sighing that Bingshan's arms were much warmer than her own, which was unscientific.

The rain is getting bigger and bigger, and it has changed from a drizzle when it first came out to a torrential rain. Of course, with a little exaggeration, the heavy rain in spring is not that big, but that can't cover up the fact that In the face of the heavy rain, Kang Jia couldn't help asking, "Why do you want to walk in the rain?"

Du Ruicheng said two words lightly: "Romantic."

What?Romantic big-headed ghost, it's not a little girl who is immersed in love, but also learns how to play romance like others. It's romantic for a lover to walk in the rain. Two big men are still in the relationship between superiors and subordinates. Walking around in the rain is crazy. The most important thing People walk in the rain with umbrellas!Make a point, bring an umbrella!

Seeing that the rain was getting heavier, Kang Jia touched the rain on his face and said politely: "Ruicheng, let's go back, I seem to have caught a cold."

Du Ruicheng's footsteps stopped, he remembered that Kang Jia had a fever a few days ago, he decisively took off his coat and put it on Kang Jia's body, and dragged him back in big strides, Kang Jia trotted along while pressing the clothes with one hand.

When the two of them arrived at the company building, the off-duty colleagues were walking out in twos and threes, and unexpectedly saw two drowned chickens, uh, it should be a drowned chicken pulling a pitiful drowned chicken, yes, it is very pitiful, there is nothing wrong, Several colleagues in the sales department were even more shocked when they saw the two of them. What's going on? What's the date today?Whether it should be relocated or the ground should be broken, what happened in the end.

Du Ruicheng only wore a shirt, which was completely soaked by the rain and stuck to his body wetly, but it did not damage his aloof aura at all, and he was not as embarrassed as a person who had just been drenched. He looked very pitiful, he was already a little smaller than Du Ruicheng, and he was still wearing Du Ruicheng's coat, plus his half-length hair that was soaked by rain, he felt pitiful after being bullied.

Kang Jia's nose felt itchy, and he sneezed loudly. The hair that was stuck to his face was sprayed up. He rubbed his nose innocently, arousing sympathy from the surroundings.

Colleagues from other departments asked the sales department about what happened. The answers given by the colleagues in the sales department were very consistent. Kang Jia made a small mistake and was punished by the leader to be exposed to the rain, completely ignoring that the leader himself was also exposed to the rain It rained and the coat was still on Kang Jia.

Du Ruicheng took Kang Jia back to his office, and took out the change of clothes he put here from the small lounge for him to change into. It's not as warm as the city where I went on a business trip, and I'm sure I'll catch a cold when I go home wearing wet clothes.

After Kang Jia changed her clothes, she found that Du Ruicheng was still wearing wet clothes: "Why don't you change your clothes?"

"Gone."

Kang Jia felt a little embarrassed and wanted to take off his clothes, but Du Ruicheng stopped him and said, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

"What about you."

"fine."

As a result, several colleagues in the underground garage who were about to drive away saw a completely different picture from the colleagues on the first floor. Du Ruicheng was walking towards his car with no dissatisfaction, and saw him stumbling behind in obviously ill-fitting clothes. It provides new material for tomorrow's gossip and rumors.

The author has something to say:

A friend read it and said that Dad Kang might be scolded, but the old man is actually quite cute.

ps It’s Friday again, Saturday and Sunday will continue to do coolies and not update

I cried, why did I send it to the manuscript box again.