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On Monday, Liu Qijun continued to go to work. Last week’s product expo was approaching. Liu Qijun and several colleagues in the department worked hard for four days and finally finished the exhibition.Although he was busy with work, Liu Qijun did not forget to harass Zheng Yuming, and he did not forget to send a text message to greet him when eating and drinking.

Zheng Yuming concentrated on his work, but for some reason this week, his phone kept vibrating when he was drawing pictures, in meetings, and discussing plans with clients.

Zheng Yuming looked at it a few times at first, and found that they were all boring greetings. The veins on his forehead burst out, so he endured it, and then he just put it aside and ignored it.

It is rare for the subordinates to see their boss being bombarded by text messages, and all of them stretched their necks to see who the gods are.

Zheng Yuming stuffed his phone in his pocket, avoiding everyone's looking eyes.

This matter spread throughout the studio, and during lunch, Zheng Yuming's cell phone rang again, and he took it out to see that it belonged to Liu Qijun again.

"The weather forecast says it will rain tonight, so don't work overtime today, so as not to be stopped by the rain. Have you brought an umbrella?"

Zheng Yuming thought for a while, and felt that it was impossible to go on like this, and that someone's harassment had to be interrupted, so he pressed his phone and replied, "Bring it."

When Liu Qijun received his reply for the first time, he was so excited that he immediately started a more crazy short-breath bombardment.

Zheng Yuming wanted to drop the phone instantly.

Liu Su sat across from him, smiling wickedly: "Yo, who is this?"

Zheng Yuming sighed: "If there is anyone, that day is the only one."

"Oh." Liu Su dragged his tone, gossiping, "What's your name?"

Zheng Yuming squinted at him: "What do you call him?"

"Yo, I'm afraid that we will become a family in the future, and I don't even know how to say hello when we meet." Liu Su chuckled twice, and continued to ask, "What's your name?"

Zheng Yuming ate sullenly.

Liu Su rolled his eyes: "At least tell me what your last name is!"

After a long while, Zheng Yuming popped out a word in a muffled voice: "Liu."

Liu Su didn't hear clearly: "Hey? What's your surname? Liu? Or a cow? Is it from my family or a neighbor?"

Zheng Yuming gave him a white look, picked up the plate and left.

Liu Su laughed out loud, attracting the attention of other employees.

A well-connected employee ran over and asked, "Mr. Liu, has Manager Zheng been in a relationship recently? The phone rings all day long."

Liu Su put on a straight face: "What nonsense, can you, Manager Zheng, be this virtuous when you are in love? Have you seen the sweetness of love?"

The employee shakes his head.

"That's it." Liu Su finished his lunch in twos and twos, turned around and left, leaving behind a group of confused employees.

Everyone was busy working overtime at night, Zheng Yuming had long forgotten Liu Qijun's entrustment, and was alone in the office to change the plan.

Later, people gradually left, and Zheng Yuming turned on the workaholic mode again, without realizing that he was the only one left in the whole studio.

While he was busy, the office phone rang, and the security guard on duty asked, "Manager Zheng, someone at the door said to bring you an umbrella."

Zheng Yuming was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Who is it?"

I asked a question over there, and replied: "He said his surname is Liu."

Zheng Yuming vaguely guessed who it was.

He glanced at his watch, it was past ten o'clock.

"Let him wait for me for a while." Zheng Yuming hung up the phone, started to pack his things, searched around, but found that he really didn't have an umbrella in the office.Seeing that the lie was about to be exposed, he was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't help it, so he went downstairs with his briefcase.

After leaving the company, Liu Qijun stood at the door with a big black umbrella and a bag in his right hand.

As soon as he saw him, Liu Qijun immediately came up to him and said with a smile, "Are you done with your work? Haven't you had dinner yet? I brought you hot cocoa and hamburgers, which are relatively simple. These are the only things you can find at this spot, but they are still hot."

Zheng Yuming took it and touched it, and it was really hot.There was a movement in his heart, but he didn't show it at all, and asked casually, "When did you come here?"

"I just came here, and I called you down because I was afraid that things would get cold." Liu Qijun said without sincerity, "Didn't disturb your work?"

Zheng Yuming shook his head: "I was so busy that I forgot the time."

Liu Qijun opened the umbrella and put it on the heads of the two.With Zheng Yuming's shoulder strap half-closed in his right hand, he walked out: "I'll drive the car and take you back."

Zheng Yuming struggled a bit, avoided his hand, and walked downstairs with his head down.

Liu Qijun glanced at the security guard who was staring at them curiously, and led him into the car without saying anything.

The two big men squeezed under an umbrella, and it was inevitable that their shoulders would touch each other. Liu Qijun was afraid that he would get wet in the rain, so the umbrella turned a little towards him, and half of his shoulder got wet.

Zheng Yuming turned his head to look at him, pouted his lips, and refused to comment on his deliberately romantic behavior. If he was really considerate, why didn't he bring two umbrellas?He looked up at the huge long-handled umbrella, speechless at someone's petty thoughts.

The car was parked on the side of the road. It wasn't an expensive car, and Zheng Yuming didn't feel anything. After being sent into the co-pilot by Liu Qijun, he leaned against the back of the chair and let out a long sigh of relief, unconsciously rubbing his neck.

"Do you work overtime like this every day?" Liu Qijun shook off the drops of water from his shoulders, got into the car and handed him some tissues, "The last time I came to pick you up was because you worked overtime."

Zheng Yuming took the tissue and nodded: "It's normal for design workers to work overtime."

Liu Qijun frowned: "Then you don't even have dinner?"

Zheng Yuming shook his head: "For food, the front desk of the company will help to order takeaway, but sometimes I forget when I get busy."

Liu Qijun asked, "Is your stomach bad?"

Zheng Yuming had an expression of are you an idiot, and said in a serious manner: "Have you seen a few stomachs engaged in design?"

Liu Qijun: "..." Well, he's out of his mind.

"Drink the hot cocoa to warm up your body, oh yes, let's eat a burger first." Liu Qijun started the car and asked him, "Where do you live?"

Zheng Yuming reported the address, glanced at the hamburger, and put it aside after taking a few bites. He didn't like this kind of fast food, but he drank all the hot cocoa.

The two chatted for a while on the road. Zheng Yuming didn't expect that Liu Qijun would come here directly after the exhibition. He was a little touched despite being surprised. It was rare that he didn't say anything to spoil the fun. Finally, he felt that he was really being pursued.

Liu Qijun looked at him while waiting for the red light, and saw him sitting quietly and staring at the side face in front of him. Under the lens was a clear and indifferent face, with a light expression, neatly dressed in a suit, and a kind of otherworldly aura. illusion.

Zheng Yuming felt something, his eyes moved, and he didn't turn his head to look at him.

The two arrived at their destination in silence.

When getting out of the car, it was raining harder. Liu Qijun got out of the car first and opened the car door for him, took him to the door of the building under an umbrella, stood and looked at him, smiled and said nothing.

Zheng Yuming was a little uncomfortable. He had never met a diligent suitor before. Liu Qijun's actions were really nothing, but I don't know if the other party's eyes were too gentle or his temperament was more down-to-earth. Zheng Yuming didn't feel disgusted. .

"Thank you tonight." He spoke first, paused, and then said, "Be careful on the way back, it's raining and the road is slippery."

Liu Qijun hummed lightly, looked at him with gentle eyes: "You go upstairs first, I'll wait for you to go back before leaving."

Zheng Yuming nodded, said goodbye, turned and left.

After returning home, he put down his briefcase and clothes, changed into his slippers, walked around to the balcony in the dark, and looked down at the downstairs.

Liu Qijun returned to the car and remained still.

Zheng Yuming watched it like this for a long time, then suddenly realized something, turned around and turned on the balcony light.He was a few steps away, looking downstairs.The other party drove away after the balcony lights came on.

He stood on the balcony for a while before turning back to wash and sleep.

Lying on the bed, thinking of Liu Qijun's gentle eyebrows and eyes standing under the umbrella, I felt a strange sense of peace.

He closed his eyes, fatigue hit him, and he fell asleep quickly.

When he entered the company the next day, the employees all greeted him with teasing smiles.Seeing their smiles, Zheng Yuming's scalp became numb, and he hurriedly greeted them and entered the office.After a while, the secretary brought him breakfast, smiled, and asked, "Manager Zheng, I think your car is still in the parking lot. It rained so much last night, how did you go back?"

Seeing her gossiping face, Zheng Yuming secretly cursed at the talkative security guard, pretending not to hear with a straight face: "Notify all the people in the department to have a morning meeting at 09:30."

Seeing that he had no intention of saying more, the secretary went out disappointed.Others went up to inquire, but she had no choice but to spread her hands to express that she hadn't heard anything.

Everyone has a look of pity.

During the morning meeting, everyone stared at him with smiles.

Zheng Yuming bit the bullet and finished the morning meeting. As a leader, he fled in despair.

After a busy morning, it was finally time for dinner. Zheng Yuming was afraid of being mobbed, so he asked his secretary to order takeaway for him, so he didn't go to the cafeteria to eat.Unexpectedly, Liu Su, who likes to join in the fun, dragged him to the restaurant for dinner. As soon as he entered, everyone's eyes surrounded him.

Zheng Yuming hid in the corner with a pale face, he was really afraid of these gossiping employees.

However, everyone obviously knew his character and didn't intend to let him go like this. The smarter ones sat down around him and pretended to say, "Oh, it rained a lot last night. I heard that the viaduct was blocked for two hours."

"Yes, yes, I heard that the university next door was flooded, and all the fish in the artificial lake ran ashore."

"Fortunately, I brought an umbrella with me yesterday, and finally took a taxi back home. The driver raised the price for the seat. It's too expensive!"

"Hey, it was still raining when I left, so I went back by bus. Hey? Sister Wang, I remember you didn't bring an umbrella yesterday, how did you go back?"

Sister Wang smiled and said, "My husband is here to pick me up."

"Oh, there is someone to pick up, happy." Everyone envied and hated, and glanced at Zheng Yuming.

"By the way, I remember that Manager Zheng didn't bring an umbrella either!" The secretary tactfully brought the topic up to her boss with an innocent look on her face.

An uninformed person said: "Manager Zheng has a car, what kind of umbrella do you want?"

Someone immediately dismantled the scene: "When I came in the morning, I saw Manager Zheng's car parked in the garage. It didn't drive last night."

Zheng Yuming wanted to slip away.

"Oh, what did Xiao Zhang at the door say..." A certain employee pretended to cover his mouth, as if he had accidentally leaked something.

The others asked immediately.

The girl looked at Zheng Yuming with a smile, and said, "I heard from Xiao Zhang that Manager Zheng worked overtime late last night and it rained very hard. Then, there was a man standing downstairs with hot cocoa waiting Let Manager Zheng get off work."

"Oh~~" everyone booed.

Zheng Yuming's face was buried in the dinner plate.

"I heard he's a handsome guy, he's taller than Manager Zheng!" She giggled twice, not knowing what she thought of, and said in a hopeful tone, "Xiao Zhang said he was considerate, and I'm afraid our manager will be caught in the rain." , and escorted him all the way to the car with his arms around Manager Zheng's shoulders."

"Oh~~" The crowd continued to boo.

Finally, Zheng Yuming couldn't bear it any longer, and retorted: "No hug."

Everyone immediately looked at him, opened their eyes wide and asked, "What a handsome guy?"

Zheng Yuming: "..." Where exactly is your focus!