The boring president is in love

It was already two o'clock in the night when Liang Yicheng returned home from the bar.

But when he got off the elevator, he stopped in his tracks.

There was a small figure squatting at the door of his house. Hearing the sound of the elevator, he immediately raised his face and called out, "Brother Cheng."

Su Heng seemed to come in a hurry, wearing slippers and a thick cotton coat, but his legs were still bare, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Liang Yicheng took a breath and walked up to him, "Why are you doing this?"

Su Heng sniffed and lowered his eyes, "Brother Cheng, I dare not beg you to forgive me, but can you give me a chance?" After speaking, he raised his face to look at him, his gaze was so earnest and pitiful that Liang Yicheng couldn't help but He couldn't help but think of the way he used to be when he was making love under his body.

Su Heng grabbed his sleeve and bit his lip, "Is it okay?"

Liang Yicheng gently shook off his hand and smiled, "I forgive you, but there is no chance."

In fact, Su Heng has known for a long time that Liang Yicheng is quite arrogant. Every relationship he has is not initiated by him. It is someone else who pursues him first. Moreover, this person must be able to catch his eyes.

"Brother Cheng..."

Liang Yicheng had already opened the door, and it seemed that he had no intention of letting Su Heng in.He smiled coolly, "Su Heng, if you continue like this, it will be ugly." Having said this, he paused, and his gaze swept him up and down slowly like a cold blade. Fan, "Besides, you know I hate this kind of thing the most."

Swept by that gaze, Su Heng couldn't help covering his clothes, trying to cover his bare legs.

Before he raised his eyes again, Liang Yicheng slammed the door shut.

Su Heng stood outside the door for nearly half an hour.

He covered his face, feeling sad and remorseful, but no matter what he didn't dare to knock on the door again, he knew very well about Liang Yicheng. He started a relationship with him, but he also became very specific, but in this specificity, Su Heng didn't feel much sincerity. This specificity can only be called Liang Yicheng's habit at best, or just Part of his character has nothing to do with who the other person is.

Early the next morning, Liang Yicheng was woken up by a phone call from a clothing teacher in the regiment.

"Little Liang, are you up yet? I'll be downstairs in half an hour, hurry up."

Liang Yicheng gave a vague hum, and after hanging up over there, he suddenly remembered that today he was going to accompany Mr. Sun to the garment factory to see samples.

Although he is one of the main actors in the troupe, when there is no drama on weekdays, he is still the assistant of Teacher Sun Meng, who is the costume prop maker in the troupe. He is still in his 40s. Big treasure.

Half an hour later, Liang Yicheng left the door on time, walked to the elevator, suddenly realized something, turned back, leaned over and picked up a small card in front of the door.

It was obviously left by Su Heng, using a business card that was temporarily found out of his pocket and stuffed in at some time, with a few lines written on the back, nothing more than words of apology and repentance.

Liang Yicheng sneered, and threw it directly into the trash can next to the elevator.

The elevator arrived soon. He just stepped in and pressed the button, but he felt someone coming in behind him.

He didn't pay attention at first, but when he turned his face, he couldn't help but slightly opened his eyes.

Coincidentally, the man who came in after that was none other than Zhansen.

Liang Yicheng laughed in his heart, could this person also live here?That was too coincidental.

He turned his eyes away, silently waiting for Zhan Sen to speak to him first.

But this man didn't seem to know him at all, standing far away with his hands in his pockets.Liang Yicheng glanced at him from the corner of his eye, but inadvertently found that Zhan Sen was staring at him in the glass mirror on the wall without blinking.

Liang Yicheng's expression instantly became a little unnatural, he turned his eyes away.After the elevator stopped on the first floor, he waited for Zhansen to go out first, then took a deep breath, and rubbed his hair a little irritably.

The garment factory is on the outskirts of the city, and it takes nearly four to ten minutes by car.

The winter in Liangshan City is cold and dry. The trees on both sides of the road are bare, and there are scattered snow left over from the previous few days.

The 80s rock music was played loudly in the car, and Teacher Sun twisted and sang along with the melody.

Liang Yicheng relaxed his body, leaned on the back of the chair, and squinted his eyes.

The winter sun shone on his face through the car window, and faint spots of light floated up and down on the thick eyelashes.

Sun Meng turned to look at him, "Hey, Xiao Liang."

"kindness?"

"I said, when I get to the factory later, you have to help me."

Liang Yicheng smiled and turned to look at him, "How can you help me?"

Sun Meng shook her head, "Tsk, I heard that the person in charge of this factory is a young man, and he is quite difficult to deal with. It should be easier for you young people to communicate with each other, right?"

"Since it's difficult to manage, why didn't the previous factory use it and replaced it with this one?"

Sun Meng glanced at him, "You don't know that, do you? I've seen the costumes designed by this young man before, and they felt very novel. I thought, our drama troupe should also inject some new vitality. Although there are difficulties, But you have to face the difficulties, don’t you?” He patted him on the shoulder vigorously and laughed.

When they arrived at the factory, the two were ushered into an office and waited.

The assistant girl said, "The manager is on his way, please wait a moment, both of you."

Sun Meng smiled and waved her hands, "No trouble, go get busy."

After the assistant took the door out, Sun Meng collapsed on the sofa, touched her stomach and let out a sigh of relief, "I'm really old, I'm sleepy after driving for a while."

Liang Yicheng was standing in front of the window. Hearing this, he turned to look at him, "I'll drive it when we get back."

Sun Meng smiled and blinked, "Okay."

Seeing his appearance, Liang Yicheng understood that he was being lazy and cheating, and the more he lived, the more he went back, like a child.

The window of this office is facing a wasteland, and the road they passed by when they came here winds through it. Not far away is a small forest, and further away is a small hill.

Liang Yicheng was staring at the birds falling by the window in a daze, when Sun Meng stood up abruptly, and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhan, hello, hello, I've heard you famous for a long time."

"Hello."

Liang Yicheng turned around following the cold voice, the so-called Mr. Zhan was indeed Zhan Sen.

Zhan Sen raised his eyes to see him, and was stunned for a second, but he didn't take the initiative to say anything, and Sun Meng introduced, "This is the pillar of our regiment, Liang Yicheng, you can call him Xiao Liang, he will be with me today." Let's take a look at the samples." He waved to Liang Yicheng, "Little Liang, come over and say hello."

Liang Yicheng walked over, stretched out his hand and smiled, "Hello."

Zhan Sen shook hands with him perfunctorily, turned around and walked out without looking back, "Come with me."

Sun Meng shrugged comically, meaning, look, I just said that this person is not easy to deal with.

Liang Yicheng's eyes followed Zhan Sen's back, his eyes looked a little dazed.

The sample room is not far from the office. Once you enter, you will be greeted by the smell of dry cloth.

Zhan Sen stood still in front of the innermost row of shelves and said, "This is yours."

Sun Meng walked over to pick up one, looking at it professionally.Although Liang Yicheng is not as professional as Sun Meng, but after acting in the play for so long, you can still tell whether the costume fits the theme of the next play, whether the design is careful, and whether the production is excellent.

He took out one, lifted it up and looked at it carefully, then looked at Zhansen, "You designed these?"

Zhan Sen stared at him, "Most of them."

It was rare for Liang Yicheng to express his praise, "It's very suitable."

Zhansen didn't answer, not even a word like "uplifted".

But she kept staring at Liang Yicheng's face with those slightly sharp eyes.

Liang Yicheng naturally noticed it, but he didn't pay attention to it at first. He didn't look back until the man stared at him for a long time, and smiled inexplicably, "Look at me?"

He originally thought that in order to cover up his embarrassment, Zhansen might say something like "I've seen your play." Or "You look good", but Zhansen turned his eyes away , and did not answer.

Liang Yicheng slandered, this man is really a fool, his good figure and good appearance are in vain.

Mr. Sun was very satisfied with this batch of samples, and only raised a few small details, tactfully suggesting that Zhansen modify it.

Zhansen agreed and said, "I will consider it."

It went smoothly than expected, and the three of them returned to their original office, roughly setting the time for their next meeting.

Before leaving, Teacher Sun said, "Mr. Zhan, I want to borrow the bathroom."

Zhan Sen called his assistant to lead him there.

For a while, there were only two people left in the house.

Liang Yicheng stared at Zhan Sen's back in front of the window, and asked after a while, "...Mr. Zhan, do you have time recently?"

Zhan Sen turned around, "What are you doing?"

"Please have a meal." He said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Thank you for picking up my mobile phone before."

Zhan Sen stared at his face, "No need."

Liang Yicheng came closer and raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Then what do you always watch me do?"

Hearing this, Zhan Sen immediately turned his eyes away and closed his mouth tightly.

Liang Yicheng moved closer again, and said with a low smile, "If you're like this, I'll mistakenly think that you have other intentions for me."

Zhan Sen slowly turned to look at him, "You think too much."

Liang Yicheng's eyes changed, but he said with a smile, "I hope so."

The two looked at each other for a while, and Liang Yicheng smiled and turned his eyes away when Teacher Sun pushed the door open.

On the way back, Sun Meng said, "I think this Mr. Zhan is also very good. In the future, our group will sign a contract with their factory. You should keep in touch."

Liang Yicheng frowned, "Why should I contact him?"

Sun Meng glanced at him sideways, "Of course we need to keep in touch more. This will also help establish a good cooperation. In the future, if something happens temporarily, we can communicate with each other."

Liang Yicheng didn't speak, and Sun Meng said again, "This point, from the perspective of modern management, is called maintaining supplier relationships."

Liang Yicheng sneered, "What books have you read recently?"

Sun Meng blushed, "Live and learn."

Along the way, when Liang Yicheng closed his eyes, Zhan Sen's eyes appeared in his mind.

Those eyes are sharp at first glance, but when you look closely, you can find that they are very deep and quiet, and there seems to be some imperceptible gloom in the depths.

Zhan Sen has been standing in front of the office window, watching the car go farther and farther away, until it is no longer visible, he still stands there without moving.

The man's frivolous low smile seemed to be close at hand.