Hit workers refuse to fall in love with BOSS

The more Qu Zi was involved in the vortex of the business war, walking in the company in the past few days, he always felt that others were watching him secretly. Although Zhang Jingyi had withdrawn the trending search in the fastest time, he couldn't help but already spread.

This incident was an oolong, but Quzi felt that it still affected work.

On Thursday afternoon, when Qu Ziyue went to the R&D department to deliver the report, he ran into Li Xiaoyao in the elevator.

"Boss Li!" Qu Ziyue liked Li Xiaoyao quite a lot, and thought he was very humorous and didn't have the airs of a boss.

"This sounds weird," Li Xiaoyao held a gift box in his hand, "Why don't you call me Xiaoyao...uncle."

Li Xiaoyao is a year older than Xiao Cheng, but Li maintains his fitness diligently on weekdays, and dresses like a young idol, the more he can't sing the song.

Hesitating, he has reached the 23rd floor.

Li Xiaoyao asked: "Is it inside?"

Qu Zi got busy nodding and sat down in his seat.

Li Xiaoyao knocked on the door lightly, and pushed the door open after hearing Xiao Cheng's words.

"Uncle Xiao! happybirthday! Welcome to the old men's club haha!"

Qu Zi looked at the slowly closing office door, is it the president's birthday today?

That's why the president's sister came back today.

After continuing to be busy for a while, Qu Ziyue packed up his things and set off for the airport. It was planned that the driver would pick him up. Unfortunately, the driver's child was sick and asked for leave today, so Qu Ziyue had to go.

Pudong International Airport is quite far away, and Qu Ziyue has only been there once, driving the navigation and playing songs on the road.

After waiting for less than an hour, Qu Ziyue heard the announcement of the arrival of the flight. He stood at the exit, wondering if he should hold up a sign or something.

But now go away to write a sign. What if the president's sister comes out and no one will do it, so I can only look at the phone while staring at the exit.

In fact, there was no need to hold up a sign at all, and there was no need to even make a phone call, because Xiao Beibei and Xiao Cheng looked so much alike, it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were carved out of the same mold.

Xiao Beibei was dressed in a black dress, with long hair and red lips, and high heels half a knuckle higher than Qu Ziyue.

"Sister Xiao!" Qu Zi Yue waved at her.

Originally, Xiao Beibei's face was so cold that Xiao Beibei couldn't help laughing when she heard this, and walked over with long legs, "Are you the little assistant?"

Qu Zi Yue nodded and asked her if she was tired.

"It's okay, I'm used to it, let's go and get the luggage."

The more Qu Zi felt, the more the stone fell from his heart, the president's sister is so easy-going.

"Are you the new assistant? You look so young." Xiao Beibei didn't sit in the back seat, but sat in the co-pilot, and asked while holding a powder compact.

Qu Ziyue said that he has not yet graduated and is still an intern.

"Oh, like this."

Qu Ziyue secretly turned his head to glance at Xiao Beibei, this is the first time he was so calm after knowing that he was the chief assistant after he was still an intern.

"Sister Xiao, the president said to go directly to the place to eat, and they will go there in advance and wait."

"I'm almost forty, and I'm still a young lady. I feel ashamed when I hear it."

Qu Zi laughed dryly, hesitated to speak, "It's Sister Xiao, not Young Sister."

Xiao Beibei realized it later and burst out laughing.

The place to eat this time is another private kitchen, the more Qu Zi couldn't help thinking, now rich people don't go to high-end restaurants, but prefer small restaurants instead?

However, after walking in, I realized that there is a lot of space inside this small door, as if it has moved a Soviet-style garden here.

He helped Xiao Beibei carry the presents he brought back from abroad, and led by the hotel waiter to the box with a lot of twists and turns.

"Oh! Long time no see, Miss Xun, Xiaowan." Xiao Beibei hugged the two women present as soon as he pushed the door open.

The more Qu Zi thought that it was only the president and Li Xiaoyao, but it turned out that there was also Qiao Xun, the proprietress of Xingyue whom he had met last time, and the big star Li Wan.

"Sister Beibei thinks I'm transparent, thankfully I've been talking about it all the time." Li Xiaoyao made a fool of himself.

Qu Ziyue was carrying the gift box, and everyone's lively greetings could be heard in his ears, but his eyes were fixed on Xiao Cheng, and he was dealing with OA with a laptop in front of him, his brows were furrowed, as if he had received some unsatisfactory news, Belatedly did not click on pass.

"A Cheng, Mr. Shou Xing is still working, come here, the little assistant hurriedly took the computer away." Xiao Beibei took the gift bag from Qu Ziyue's hand.

Qu Zi Yue nodded and stepped forward, but he just stood beside Xiao Cheng and didn't speak.

He still knows who the boss is.

Qiao Xun still remembered him, walked over to chat with him, and asked him if he would stay for dinner.

The busier the song was, he waved his hands: "I've already eaten, thank you sister Xun."

Gollum...

Xiao Cheng next to him shook his shoulders and turned to look at him: "Sit down, private bureau, don't be so restrained."

Qiao Xun pressed his shoulders and let him sit next to Xiao Cheng.

Xiao Cheng also hurriedly turned off the computer in his hand and put it on the small table behind him.

"Old rules, take out the gift first."

As Xiao Cheng said, he stopped and knocked on the table: "Hurry up, hurry up."

Quzi lowered her head and pursed her lips. Except for her mobile phone, she was able to take out a half-used pack of tissues from her pocket.

Everyone present took out the presents they had prepared. Xiao Beibei was the oldest present, and the gift box she was carrying just now was not small, so she took it out.

"Happy birthday, Cheng."

They were two beautifully packaged vinyl records. Yue Yue didn't recognize the song of the afro-headed black singer on the cover, but he could guess from the slightly faded packaging that it should be an old record that was hard to find.

Xiao Cheng was so happy that he called the waiter to find a vinyl record player. Everyone laughed that he was happier than high school students buying sneakers.

Other people's gifts were not for Xiao Cheng's favorite old acquaintances, and the actress Li Wan gave a watch, and the brand of music was finally recognized by Li Wan, a luxury brand she endorsed.

The more Qu Zi shrunk his shoulders and sat beside Xiao Cheng, trying to reduce his sense of existence, most of the topics of everyone revolved around the former Xiao Cheng, the more the Qu Zi couldn't get into the conversation.

He suddenly felt like a dirty rabbit who broke into a dreamland.

When the food came, the three women cheered that it was delicious.

Xiao Beibei suddenly asked: "What's the matter with your assistant? I asked Zhang Jingyi and he kept secretively refusing to tell me. I want to ask you myself."

"It's nothing." Xiao Cheng seemed to lose his appetite, and the chopsticks of food he just picked up didn't go into his mouth, and he put it directly into the bowl.

Xiao Beibei is different from other people. When talking to Xiao Cheng, he has to look at his complexion. When she saw Xiao Cheng's constipated face, she became even more excited, and asked after her: "Tell me, I remember the last time you came back and you said he was good." Well, why, did he spread your private affairs outside? Could it be that he was poached by Lu Cheng?"

"Pfft..." Li Wan covered his mouth, but still couldn't help laughing.

"A Cheng, your sister is going to die of anger, and I'm going to die of suffocation. I see your little assistant's eyes are wide open. Even if it's teaching a new assistant, I will say it."

"Quick, quick." Xiao Beibei urged.

Quzi looked up at Xiao Cheng with a worried expression.

Xiao Chengsheng had nothing to love, he and Quzi looked at each other and leaned on the back of the chair, obviously lying down and letting the ridicule go.

Li Wan: "The thing is like this, Mr. Xiao and his assistant were originally inseparable,"

Xiao Cheng: "What is gluey like paint, pay attention to your wording!"

"Okay, okay, I have a tacit understanding with the assistant, until one day he heard the news that his assistant slept with a business partner! There is more than one, Mr. Xiao wanted to talk to the assistant the next day, but the assistant drank too much I ran to Mr. Xiao's house and confessed my true feelings, saying that I like Mr. Xiao and want Mr. Xiao to do things more smoothly, and everything is done for Mr. Xiao."

When Li Wan said this, he bent his eyes and looked at Li Xiaoyao: "But Mr. Xiao doesn't have that habit for the time being, so he was so scared that he called the security guard on the spot."

"Hahahahahahaha." Everyone present laughed.

Qu Zi Yue glanced at Xiao Cheng.

Xiao Cheng: "It's almost done, where can I get the bloody version."

Then, seeing Qu Zi Yue buried his head, his shoulders trembled, "Qu Zi Yue!"

"Yes." Quzi sat up straighter, his face flushed from suppressed laughter, and he exchanged glances with Li Xiaoyao and others who were opposite him.

Xiao Cheng also drank some wine just now, seeing how angry he is, who pays you wages.

"You're coming to the birthday party tonight, where are the presents?" He spread his right hand towards the song.

"I..." Qu Ziyue couldn't help but look at Li Xiaoyao, who had just laughed the loudest, for help, but the other party was hugging the arm of the actress.

"I……"

Qu Zi Yue took out a half-pack of Xinxiangyin green tea-flavored tissues from his trouser pocket.

"Pfft hahahahahahahahahaha—"

Xiao Cheng began to feel that cultivation was all nonsense.

From here on, the song gradually joined the chat, but I was still thinking about the president's birthday gift, but it was almost ten o'clock now, where can I buy a gift?

A faint melancholy filled Qu Ziyue's heart, until Xiao Beibei was sent to the hotel, only Xiao Cheng, reeking of alcohol, was left in the car.

He lay sprawled on the back seat, half opened the window, and the evening breeze along the way became slightly drunk.

When turning a street corner, Quzi saw a flower shop on the side of the road that was still open, and a couple was picking up the branches that they cut today.

Qu Zi Yue stopped the car, opened the door lightly and went out, and came back a few minutes later.

When we arrived at the parking lot of Xiaocheng Community, it was almost midnight.

"President, I'm home." Qu Ziyue opened the door of the back seat and patted Xiao Cheng's shoulder.

Xiao Cheng woke up, looking like he didn't get enough sleep.

"what time is it?"

"11:52."

The more Qu Zi found out, the first thing the president does every time he wakes up is to ask what time it is, as if he is always afraid of oversleeping and missing the main business.

"Well, go home, drive back, and don't pick me up tomorrow." Xiao Cheng stretched his neck, ready to get out of the car.

"President," Qu Zi Yue took out a handful of carnations from behind.

Xiao Cheng: "..."

"Happy birthday."

Except for receiving flowers from my parents on the day of graduation, this is the second time in my life.Still a handful of carnations.

"What is a carnation?"

Qu Zi scratched his head in embarrassment: "It's too late, this is the only one in the store."

The word 'nurture' popped up in Xiao Cheng's mind again. Doesn't nurturance not only teach things, but also be a father and mother. Well, on the last day of 32 years old, I received a carnation from a child.

Painless as a mother.

"Thank you." Xiao Cheng took it and stepped out of the car door with long legs. After confirming that the phone was in his pocket, he walked towards the elevator. When he pressed the up button and waited for the elevator, he turned his head again.

"The flowers are very fragrant."

Qu Ziyue stood beside the car, gave a standard smile without hesitation, and waved to Xiao Cheng: "Good night, President."

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The author has something to say:

So, why does Mr. Xiao think he is a mother?