Little slag run

Di Que sat in a daze in the bright conference center and listened to his subordinates' work reports one by one, and the words Chen Feng said to him last night were circling in his mind.

"Actually, you don't need to compare with Bi Shaoliang at all. Everyone has his own different characteristics. Throughout the ages, there are generally two types of qualified leaders. One is to convince people with reason, and the other is to convince people with virtue."

"Try to mingle with your subordinates, learn to know people, and then fully trust their abilities."

Convince people with virtue?

Di Que scratched his head, looked at the Bi Shaoliang-like dead faces of the middle and high-level managers, and thought about who would be better to win over first.

Chen Feng gave him a lot of advice last night, most of which were pertinent and patient. When it came to the end, Di Que felt warm in his heart, and his life instantly became full of hope.

Inevitably, Di Que relaxed and rolled into bed with Chen Feng again.

This time the two of them were restrained, and after doing it once, Chen Feng fell asleep with his arms around him.

Di Que never felt that falling asleep in someone's arms could be so comfortable.

When holding women in the past, some of them liked to be tired of being in his arms. After a night, half of their bodies were numb.

With such a woman, Di Que broke up very happily, and later on, he seldom stayed overnight.

Chen Feng was a little different. Di Que tried a man for the first time, and his partner was Chen Feng, but he never fell asleep in an embrace like this.

Chen Feng still smelled of each other, hugging him from behind, letting his back stick to his broad and strong chest, Di Que suddenly felt relieved.

Although when he opened his eyes again in the morning, he had already escaped from Chen Feng's embrace, half of his body was thrown out of the bed, but he felt that he slept very comfortably this time.

After practicing the rules for a long time, but he didn't go home last night, Di Que inevitably felt a little guilty. After thinking about it for a long time, he could only use Shang Shiyao as a shield.

Di Que was thinking all over the world, and the meeting ended soon. In the end, Di Que failed to make any concluding remarks that shocked everyone, and hurriedly ended the meeting.

Di Que couldn't help being a little frustrated, and deeply realized that although Chen Feng's suggestion was excellent, there was still an indelible gap between theory and reality.

Back in the office, after processing the documents for a while, Di Que's thinking began to wander again.

He couldn't bear it and threw himself on the desk, whining a few times.

Unable to continue with the work, Di Que decided to change his mood and do something else.

He remembered what happened last night, and decided to call Shang Shiyao first to check his statement.

Ever since Shang Shiyao hit Chen Feng, Di Que hadn't contacted Shang Shiyao yet, and now he suddenly came to him because he wanted him to help conceal the matter between him and Chen Feng.

Di Que grinned, feeling that he might not be far from death.

With Shang Shiyao's fiery temper, beating him up would be light.

Thinking of this, Di Que let go of his hand just as he was about to dial the phone, and sat there alone and hesitated.

Do you want to ask Shang Shiyao for help?Or just push a woman out as an excuse?

When Di Que was struggling with this historical problem, someone gave him the answer.

The door of the office was suddenly pushed open vigorously, and Di Que was so frightened that his hairs stood on end. When he took a closer look, it was Shang Shiyao who was the protagonist of his current problem.

Shang Shiyao rushed in angrily, staring at Di Que's eyes and spitting fire.

He slapped the table and shouted, "Di Que, do you still have a fucking conscience?"

Tang Xiao and Nie Xiaoqian shook their heads and looked this way, and then closed the door considerately for the two of them.

Di Que trembled in fright, his expression changed rapidly, he looked up at Shang Shiyao for a moment, and boldly asked him: "Where did you come from?"

Shang Shiyao squinted his eyes and let out a heavy "hum", and said angrily, "Where have you been enjoying yourself these few days? I beat someone because of you, but you disappeared while playing with me, so you just ignore me?"

The corner of Di Que's mouth twitched, thinking what kind of disappearance should I play with you?Didn't it mean that I didn't take the initiative to find you?

Although Di Que really wanted to say that I didn't ask you to beat anyone, but in order to save his life, he swallowed and said with a smile, "Aren't you all right? Chen Feng won't pursue you anymore... "

"Did I tell you about that bastard Chen Feng?" Shang Shiyao's face was extremely gloomy, like a ghost.

Di Que was taken aback for a moment, then continued: "Then what else..."

Di Que couldn't help laughing just after he finished speaking: "It's not because of Meng Fan again, is it?"

Shang Shiyao put his hand in and glanced at him with an extremely resentful expression.

Di Que can't do anything else. When it comes to emotional entanglements, his brain is always faster than others.

Shang Shiyao's stinky face clearly said: "I hit Chen Feng because of you, and now Meng Fan is at odds with me again because of this matter, you have to take full responsibility for me."

Di Que held back his laughter and couldn't help taunting him: "I said you can't blame me? If you didn't lock Meng Fan in the car for several hours, they wouldn't be so angry with you, would they?"

Shang Shiyao didn't catch his breath, and blushed with a thick neck.

"If I didn't want to stand up for you, I wouldn't make such a low-level mistake!" Shang Shiyao began to be unreasonable.

Di Que picked out his ears, deeply disapproving.

What does it mean to stand up for him?No matter how he looked at it, he felt that Shang Shiyao was seeking personal revenge from Chen Feng under his cover.

Seeing his reaction, Shang Shiyao took a step forward and grabbed Di Que's collar and shook it back and forth: "I don't care, anyway, help me find Meng Fan now, I want to see him!"

"Hey, hey, I'm dizzy. Can you let me go first?" Di Que was shaking like a little quail by Shang Shiyao, his brains were about to come out.

As soon as Shang Shiyao let go, he immediately ran three feet away, quickly leaving this irrational terrorist.

Shang Shiyao didn't care about him, and sat down in his boss chair, threw the phone over, and ordered: "Call Meng Fan and ask him to come see me."

Di Que's mouth instantly formed an "O" shape, and suddenly felt that Shang Shiyao at the moment looked like a gangster leader of the underworld, and his tone and demeanor were even more penetrating than that of the real mafia Ivan.

"Meng Fan didn't see you? It can't be so serious, right?" Di Que shrank away like a dog-legged boy, obediently calling Meng Fan.

Shang Shiyao didn't speak, and stared straight at the phone in Di Que's hand.

Although he acted more impulsively this time, Meng Fan was too stingy.

Without saying a word, he was directly quarantined as a influenza A virus.

I couldn't get through the phone, and I couldn't get blocked at home. Finally, I couldn't help but went to the company to arrest him. I asked a lot but there was no result.

The matter has come to this point, Shang Shiyao can't do without going crazy, Meng Fan is so angry with him, isn't he still defending that Chen Feng?

Fortunately, Di Que is still his half-boss, at least he can find people.

Di Que called for a long time but still didn't answer, so he couldn't help being a little curious, he then called Meng Fan's manager Simon, and this time, he finally got through.

"Hey, Simon, is Meng Fan with you? Why doesn't he answer the phone?"

"Di Shao, do you have anything to do with Meng Fan?"

"...Does something need to happen?"

"Meng Fan is currently auditioning at the J City Film and Television Base. Because it is still in the confidentiality stage, it is not convenient to disclose. He is busy now. If there is something important, I can pass it on to him."

Di Que pursed his lips, and said generously: "Forget it, it's not an urgent matter..."

"Who says it's not an urgent matter?" Shang Shiyao heard from the side and quit.

Di Que waved his hand at him, and then asked, "When will Meng Fan come back from work?"

"Tonight should be about the same."

Di Que agreed humbly, and hung up the phone in satisfaction.

"Look, Meng Fan is auditioning out of town. Maybe he's not angry at all, and you'll be nervous."

"Impossible, impossible." Shang Shiyao shook his head again and again, how could he not be angry with Meng Fan's narrow-mindedness?He can be called Uncle Di Que instead!

"Then just wait for him to come back and ask him if he's right?" Di Que was impatient.

Ever since Shang Shiyao met Meng Fan, he regarded him as a bosom brother and bothered him whenever he had anything to do.It has been so many years, and the way of getting along between the two people has not changed. They still quarrel every three days and break up every five days. Can there be some progress, boss?

Shang Shiyao stared at him sadly, not as fierce as before.

It's just that his behavior made Di Que sweat even more, and he surrendered within 5 minutes.

"Okay, I'm scared of you. I'll ask Meng Fan out in my name, and then you can come out and explain it to him, okay?"

"Then what if he runs away as soon as he sees me?"

"Then I'll ask him far away, such as deep mountains and old forests where there are few people, so that he can't run away even if he wants to."

"...Are you trying to kidnap him?" Shang Shiyao was speechless.

"Oh, don't worry about my work, I will help you tonight, you go back and wait to hear my good news!" Di Que smiled hippie, pushed and pushed the old man away finally.

He slumped in the chair and let out a long breath, and began to seriously think about how to be the matchmaker.

After thinking for a long time, he finally hit the table and came up with a perfect plan.

"Tang Xiao, help me book two tickets to K City on the weekend." Di Que smiled after finishing his instructions.

City K is a small coastal city with beautiful scenery. He once secretly used a small treasury to buy a villa in the middle of the mountain.

Let Shang Shiyao stay there first, and when he pushes Meng Fan over, he will disappear and play by himself, so that the two of them can have a good "talk".

Everything is ready, only Dongfeng is owed, and Meng Fan is not so easy to make appointments.

Di Que couldn't help gearing up, just waiting to "negotiate" with Meng Fan at night.

"Meng Fan." Di Que was finally lucky enough to be the first to call the hotline.

"Di Shao, what's the matter?" On the way back, Meng Fan heard Simon say that Di Que was looking for him, and vaguely guessed that it was related to the monk Shiyao.

"Are you free on the weekend? Let's go out and have fun?"

One sentence confuses Meng Fan, and he can't answer for a long time.

"As soon as Bi Shao leaves, I'll be very busy. I want to go to K city to relax on weekends..."

"Shang Shiyao told you to come to me, right?" Meng Fan couldn't believe Di Que's excuse even if he was beaten to death.

"Uh... it's actually a manufacturer..." Di Que began to run the train with his mouth full.

"If he really wants to find me, why doesn't he come by himself? You have to borrow someone else's hands, you coward." Meng Fan was upset, and directly pressed the phone.

As soon as this end was hung up, Di Que chased after him persistently, and the voice on the phone was pitiful.

"Don't hang up on me, listen to me first! Didn't he not be able to contact you? He now blames your anger on me. Who do you think I provoked? Originally, Chen Feng and I I didn't want him to know anything, who would have expected him to beat someone impulsively?"

Meng Fan was silent, and Di Que's words obviously meant that he suspected that he had disclosed the matter between him and Chen Feng to Shang Shiyao.

"K city is good. It's a resort, surrounded by mountains and rivers. The two of you can talk calmly, and I can go around. You can't refuse me even if it's to exonerate me." Di Que Following Chen Feng's superficially humble yet threatening tone, I just feel that it is really easy to use when negotiating conditions.

Meng Fan frowned tightly, completely helpless with Di Que.

That day, he told Shang Shiyao the secret in a flash, but he regretted it all the time afterwards, feeling ashamed to see Di Que and Chen Feng again.

When Di Que said that now, it was obvious that he couldn't let him refuse.

"I'll talk to Shang Shiyao." Meng Fan made the next best thing.

Inexplicably going to K city with Di Que, maybe there will be another scandal.

"Come on, I've already bought the air ticket. I really want to go to City K, so just stay with me."

Di Que really wanted to leave Y City for two days, be at ease by himself, and think about his relationship with Chen Feng by the way.If there is a chance, he also wants to have a good chat with Meng Fan about Chen Feng.

"..." Meng Fan was silent, and Di Que saw that there was something going on, and hurriedly seized the opportunity to make this date.

"Then it's settled. I'll see you at the airport this weekend. I'll take care of the gossip. Just let Simon make up a reason in advance."

Di Que and Meng Fan packed lightly on the weekend and arrived at the airport on time.

Both of them wore sunglasses, and they couldn't see each other's expressions clearly.

Di Que asked a question, and Meng Fan replied. Di Que felt that his relationship with Meng Fan had improved. At least Meng Fan stopped rolling his eyes at him with sneering words.

So he stuffed his travel bag to Meng Fan, and Meng Fan was not angry, and honestly took it and carried it for him.

After boarding the plane, Di Que walked in front and headed towards his seat. When he saw clearly who was sitting in the same row of seats next to the aisle, he was immediately dumbfounded.

"Why are you here?" Di Que stopped, his expression as if he had seen a ghost.

Chen Feng closed the newspaper, hehe smiled, still looking angry that everything was under control, and he said calmly, "It's a coincidence to go to K city for a vacation on the weekend."

Tang Xiao reported to him that Di Que had booked two tickets to K City, and Chen Feng immediately asked him to add one more.

Going out alone for the weekend with someone who doesn't know behind his back?It's really impossible not to pay attention to it for a second.

Chen Feng... Coincidentally, your uncle!You definitely did it on purpose!

Di Que gritted his teeth and stood there motionless angrily.

Meng Fan squeezed over with two travel bags behind him, and bumped into Di Que's back and tripped.

"Why are you stuck here? Go in." Meng Fan was dissatisfied.

While Chen Feng was complacent, he suddenly froze when he heard Meng Fan's voice.

Meng Fan also saw Chen Feng at this time, his expression became as dull as Di Que's, and the three of them stayed in place and stared at each other.

Was Chen Feng called by Di Que?Why?

At this moment, Di Que vomited in his heart, and instantly felt that he would not be able to get off after he got on the thief's machine.

It's okay for the three of them to be uncomfortable in the sky for two hours, but there is still a grumpy Shang Shiyao waiting on the ground in K City.