Wealthy wolf dog

Ling Ziqing found that Ji Xiayang was a little strange recently.

The strange start was the second day of eating hot pot.

Ji Xiayang pretended to mention casually: "I also went back early yesterday. Mengmeng called her boyfriend, I don't want to be a light bulb."

As Ji Xiayang said, he secretly glanced at him from the corner of his eye.The corners of his mouth twitched awkwardly, his waist was straightened, and his hand resting on the table moved back and forth unnaturally, completely stiff in capital letters.

Could it be that he was dumped?

Ling Ziqing was puzzled, but he had no intention of digging into the boss's personal affairs.He nodded to show that he heard it, and silently put the word "Mengxi" into the unspeakable blacklist, and continued to report work.

Ji Xiayang breathed a sigh of relief, concentrated on listening to the work, asked questions after listening, took notes and thought about what he had just learned.

It seems that Ji Xiayang's enthusiasm for work has not been affected.

Ling Ziqing felt relieved, and taught Ji Xiayang how to be a real vice president according to the plan.

Ji Xiayang's cooperation is cooperation, but when it's time to rest, he becomes an uncontrollable curious baby.Either stare at him or ask gibberish questions.

"where are you come from?"

"What's your birthday?"

"What do you like to do after get off work?"

"You always drink American and plain tea... don't you like sweet things?"

Ling Ziqing felt that the questions were within the acceptable range, so he answered them all.Some of them were vague, such as "what do you like to do after get off work", he couldn't tell the unprogressive truth that he likes to sleep the most, he said "reading".

He does have the habit of reading.Work requires him not to offend others, to accumulate contacts and maintain a network of relationships, but he is not extroverted, and he does not want to do business outside when he is free. He puts down his mobile phone that may receive calls and messages at any time, and reads quietly.

Ji Xiayang became serious at that time, "I also want to read the book carefully."

Ling Ziqing guessed that it might be Ji Xiayang who heard old master Ji say "learn from Ziqing well", so he asked him about this and that.

Ling Ziqing was willing to cooperate, but Ji Xiayang didn't always ask questions.Sometimes, Ji Xiayang didn't speak, just looked at him quietly, as if he wanted to see through him inside and out.

He endured it a few times before he couldn't help asking, "Is there something wrong?"

Ji Xiayang blinked, "When you are upset, the corners of your mouth will drop slightly..."

"Why are you watching me?"

"Uh... sorry, I don't want to watch it."

Ji Xiayang immediately became honest, but he didn't last long - half an hour later, he looked at him secretly from the corner of his eyes again.

Ling Ziqing could only pretend not to know.

If he said it again, Ji Xiayang would lose face.Being stared at by others is not so difficult, and Ji Xiayang's eyes are clean and pure, and he has no bad intentions when looking at them.

Maybe it's just curiosity.

Ling Ziqing endured the awkwardness, what should he do.

Fortunately, there is a lot of work in the big promotion, he doesn't have time to care about strange eyes and trivial questions, so he has to urge Ji Xiayang to follow up.

In fact, the vice president doesn't need to take care of everything, but Ji Xiayang doesn't know anything. Ling Ziqing thinks it's a good thing to see more and learn more, so he drags Ji Xiayang around.

One day, they went to the store in Yuesi Mall.

Yuesi shopping mall is located in the development zone, which is relatively small compared to other mature business districts.However, it is the largest shopping mall in this area, and it is the first choice for nearby residents who want to go shopping, and the traffic is quite considerable.

After hearing the situation of the store, Ji Xiayang actually asked a meaningful question, "The traffic over there is not very convenient. If we improve the delivery service, will it attract more customers?"

Ling Ziqing was relieved, "This is a good idea. You can pay more attention to the delivery situation later."

"Yeah!" Ji Xiayang happily agreed, and asked the driver impatiently, "Old Zhang, how long will it be?"

However, that mall is just too far away.Ji Xiayang's excitement faded with the passage of time, and he was even more confused when he saw the main body of the mall, "That's it? There are not many people."

"Wednesday is definitely less traffic."

"There are not as many roadside stalls."

Ling Ziqing took a look and found the lively stall.

He originally thought that it was suitable for distributing leaflets there, but when he got closer, he was reminded of it.

The stall sold baked tofu, which smelled just as he remembered it.

There is a baked tofu stand near his high school.The boss was so bold that he drove the stall directly to the wall near the teaching building, and also provided delivery service, taking a long bamboo pole to deliver to the students inside.

Ling Ziqing's class was on the fourth floor, but he couldn't resist the foodies.The classmates would go to the corridor on the second floor to buy it, and when they brought it back and opened it, the spicy smell immediately permeated the classroom.

His classmates would always ask him if he wanted to eat, but the only time Ling Ziqing accepted it was when he was so hungry that he felt dizzy.He was amazed after taking a bite. The tofu was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the chili sauce was fresh and not greasy. It was really unforgettable.

Later, he was able to buy this snack, but he couldn't find this taste anymore.

Seeing the baked tofu stand today, Ling Ziqing sighed with emotion that the world is impermanent.He couldn't find it in his hometown, but he collided with the taste in his memory in the distant city A.

He looked at it for a while, and was patted on the shoulder by Ji Xiayang who didn't know why, "Ziqing?"

Ling Ziqing came back to his senses and returned to his calmness at work, "I think it's suitable for distributing leaflets there."

Ji Xiayang was not deceived, stared at him and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

Ling Ziqing looked at Ji Xiayang, and felt that this innocent and concerned face overlapped with the kind-hearted classmate who invited him to eat in high school.

Stop, this is the boss not a classmate.

Ling Ziqing collected himself and answered solemnly, "No. Let's go to the store."

"Okay, let's go." Ji Xiayang didn't ask any more questions, and turned around and walked towards the store first.

The store manager waited early and showed them around the store.Ji Xiayang focused on inspecting the delivery department, and gave the store manager the task of inquiring from customers about the scope of delivery, service quality, etc. whether they are satisfied.

The store manager looked embarrassed, "Recently, there are not enough staff."

Ji Xiayang was stunned when he failed to issue the order, and subconsciously looked at Ling Ziqing, "What should I do? Should I transfer people?"

The store manager seemed to have heard rumors that the vice president was unreliable, and looked at Ling Ziqing eagerly, "Is it okay?"

Ling Ziqing was helpless, and asked for details, "I want to check the attendance status."

The store manager immediately led the way, "Okay, this way please."

Instead, Ji Xiayang took a step back, half of his body turned to the door, "Go first, I'll be back later."

Ling Ziqing only thought that Ji Xiayang was going to go to the bathroom, so he didn't think much about it, so he first went to the store manager to find out the situation.The store manager found that he was reliable, kept asking questions, and complained that the general warehouse treated him differently and gave priority to best-selling products to other stores.

Ling Ziqing understood the situation carefully and kept busy until he was done, only to find out a major event - Ji Xiayang was lost.

Ling Ziqing hurried to make a phone call, walking towards the toilet while calling.

Ji Xiayang answered quickly, "Hello?"

"Where are you?"

"At the entrance of the mall."

Ling Ziqing noticed the sound of a car honking in the background, and his consciousness was outside the door.

Why did Ji Xiayang run out of the mall?

He was puzzled, and when he walked out the door, he found that there was a dense drizzle floating outside.

The rain is not heavy, and it is still choking after a long time.He bought an umbrella at a convenience store before running out. He didn't open it, and ran all the way with it in his hand, and finally saw Ji Xiayang near the baked tofu stand.

Ling Ziqing was stunned and didn't go up for a moment.

Ji Xiayang smiled when he saw him, and ran over quickly after protecting the steaming bag of baked tofu.

Ling Ziqing came to his senses and opened his umbrella to meet him, "Why are you here?"

"I'll buy you something to eat." Ji Xiayang replied as a matter of course, offering the baked tofu with both hands.

"give me?"

"Yeah. Your eyes are straight, you must want to eat."

Ling Ziqing panicked.

Was he that obvious just now?

He didn't like the feeling of being seen through. He pursed his lips, put on a serious face and said, "I don't want to eat."

"Oh, then I'll throw it away." Ji Xiayang covered the box.

Ling Ziqing felt the warm aroma lingering at the tip of his nose disappear in an instant, leaving only the dampness and coolness of a rainy day.

He couldn't help but look over and saw Ji Xiayang tinkering with plastic bags.

The plastic bag was a bit larger than the box containing the baked tofu, and it got stuck on the corner after it was pulled off.Ji Xiayang wanted to lift up the plastic bag and throw it away, but his hands were clumsy, and he tried to overturn it.

Ling Ziqing subconsciously took a shield and held it firmly.

Ji Xiayang looked up at him, "Why don't you just throw it away and eat?"

Ling Ziqing wanted to nod his head, but he still put on a serious face, "That's fine."

Ji Xiayang smiled, "Come and get it, I'm afraid I'll lose it. Give me the umbrella."

Ling Ziqing finally got the tofu as he wished.

The palms were warm, and when I smelled it carefully, I could smell a fragrance even through the box.

Ji Xiayang took the umbrella and beat it at an angle to ensure that he would not get caught in the rain.

Ling Ziqing noticed it, and his heart skipped a beat, "There's no need to do this."

"use!"

"It rained on your shoulders..."

"Oh, I was drenched just now, it doesn't matter."

"I don't care either."

Ling Ziqing started to put the umbrella back.

Ji Xiayang became anxious, and choked out a sentence, "There's something about tofu!"

"..." Ling Ziqing did not refuse, and protected the baked tofu in his hand, "Okay."

Ji Xiayang noticed Ling Ziqing's slightly pursed lips, and became even more anxious, "I mean..."

"Go to the rest area of ​​the mall."

"Oh……"

Ji Xiayang had no chance to defend himself, so he walked over sullenly.

They went to the rest area and found an empty table to sit down.

Ji Xiayang closed the umbrella, Ling Ziqing opened the box of baked tofu and was not in a hurry to eat, so he took the stick and waited.

"Hey? Why don't you eat?" Ji Xiayang turned around and found that he was not moving, and was stunned.

Ling Ziqing handed over the bamboo sticks, "You eat first."

Ji Xiayang took it, poked a piece of baked tofu but wanted to put it in front of him, "Do you want me to feed you?"

Ling Ziqing wanted to wait for Ji Xiayang to take the first bite, so he hurriedly ate his own.

Ji Xiayang also ate the piece in his mouth, and then exhaled from the heat, "Woo!"

Ling Ziqing couldn't help laughing.

Ji Xiayang looked over, feeling aggrieved, "Don't laugh! It's Tofu's fault!"

"Correct."

"It was delicious."

"Yes."

"Do you like this?"

"Well, I ate a piece in high school, and I can't forget the taste."

"piece?"

Ji Xiayang was stunned, and picked up a small piece to look at it, "Is it such a small piece?"

"Yes, someone bought it and let me try it."

"Who?"

Ji Xiayang stuffed the piece of tofu into his mouth and bit down hard, with a vicious intention.

Ling Ziqing thought it was impatient, and replied calmly, "Student."

"It's good for you. I'll give you such a small portion."

"Ah."

Ling Ziqing was indeed treated friendly by his classmates.Maybe it’s because he can patiently answer other people’s questions, maybe because when the school started, he didn’t live in the new dormitory that costs 1000 per year, so he volunteered to go to the Datong shop that costs 100 per year.

He didn't think he was miserable, but he really didn't like to mention the past.He responded with a nasal voice and didn't want to talk anymore, and slowly skimmed the chili skin on the grilled tofu with a bamboo stick.

Ji Xiayang suddenly said, "When you ate hot pot, you also picked out all the pepper skins."

"I am used to it."

"Do you hate chili skin so much..."

"It will stick to the teeth."

"what?"

Nervously, Ji Xiayang used his mobile phone as a mirror and bared his teeth to examine it.

Ling Ziqing was amused, "Don't worry, you're fine."

Ji Xiayang breathed a sigh of relief, and seriously provoked the chili skin, "Each person has half, each picks his own."

Ling Ziqing still remembered that he was at work, "The business of the store is almost done, let's go back directly."

"Okay. What are you going to do this afternoon?"

"You should go home."

Ji Xiayang was so busy with work during this period that he didn't even have time to go home to see his parents.Mrs. Ji couldn't take it anymore after holding it for a month, and ordered Ji Xiayang to leave work early on Friday afternoon and go home for dinner.

Ling Ziqing helped me remember it, and I will tell Ji Xiayang when the time comes.

Ji Xiayang didn't have the joy of leaving get off work early, and sighed, "Yes."

"You don't want to go back?"

"I'll be scolded by my dad when I go back."

"Why scold you?"

"He asked me about my job, and sometimes I couldn't answer.

When Ji Xiayang thought about it, he became worried and spoke weakly.

It's even more frustrating than queuing in the rain just now.

Ling Ziqing remembered the scene of Ji Xiayang running towards him again, pursed his lips, and said something he would never say, "Do you need me to accompany you back? I will help you speak, and Director Ji will be gentle."

Ji Xiayang raised his head abruptly, his eyes sparkling.

"Okay! Come home with me!"