Hit workers refuse to fall in love with BOSS

A few days later, I received a message from Maggie, saying that the court will be held soon and the due date is approaching.

Qu Ziyue agreed to visit her on the weekend, and wanted to ask the president if he would go, but because of Xiao Beibei's return to China, Xiao Cheng spent his spare time with his sister recently.

On Friday night, Qu Ziyue changed his thesis at the company until after [-] o'clock, the lights in the corridors had been turned off, and only the lights in the few areas run by the president were turned on. Revise.

He will go back to school to defend next Tuesday, and Qu Ziyue is a candidate for the outstanding graduates of the academy, and the thesis defense will also be included in the assessment.

When I was making notes, I wanted to look through the reference books. I basically searched all the books at hand, but I couldn’t find the one I wanted. When I was digging out of my schoolbag in frustration, the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground came from outside the office.

... Qu Zi couldn't help but hugged the schoolbag in his hand tightly.

This night, how could there be anyone on the 23rd floor, which was supposed to be withered.

"The music is more?" Xiao Cheng said.

Qu Zi heaved a sigh of relief, "President, why are you back?"

The president went out this afternoon and told him not to look for him if it was not urgent.

The more Quzi knew that he and Xiao Beibei were going to visit Mr. Xiao's grave.

Xiao Cheng came in, wearing a black shirt with two buttons unbuttoned at the collar, as if he had been on the go all afternoon, his forehead was slightly oily, and his hair was messed up.

"Why don't you go back?" After asking, he didn't intend to stop and chat, and went straight into his office, took out his laptop and came out.

"I'm revising my thesis." Qu Zi Yue said softly.

Only then did Xiao Cheng realize that it was the graduation season of the year again, "Well, what were you looking for just now?"

Qu Ziyue: "Look for a book, "PsychologyAndLife", I saw it just now."

Xiao Cheng came over, rolled up his sleeves, looked around, pointed to the instant noodles and said, "Isn't that?"

The song became louder and louder, it turned out that it was used to cover instant noodles.

Scratching his head embarrassingly, he smiled at Xiao Cheng.

"How's your writing going? What's the topic?" Although Xiao Cheng's grades in the college entrance examination were mediocre, after junior year he realized that being a rich second generation who inherited the family business is not bad. It's published.

The song said more about his own subject.

"Hey, show me."

How dare the president read the thesis for himself? It's not Guan Gong playing big swords in front of him, sliding his fingers on the touchpad, "I can't write well, and I have been scolded by the instructor several times."

Why are you still cursing, Xiao Cheng frowned.

"You need guidance only if you don't write well, come here." Xiao Cheng pulled up a chair and sat down beside Qu Ziyue.

The more Qu Zi didn't dare to resist, she pushed the laptop towards Xiao Cheng.

Xiao Cheng didn't panic because he was idle, but he suddenly remembered that when he graduated, he came to the company with his laptop to ask his father for help.

"Don't be idle, go make me a bowl of instant noodles."

Qu Zi stood up, "What flavor do you want?"

Xiao Cheng raised his head: "Of course it's Laotan sauerkraut."

The thesis is [-] words long, and both of them finished eating instant noodles, and Xiao Cheng didn't finish it. He hasn't read this kind of literature for many years, and the majors don't match, but he can still mention some content about enterprise management. Opinion.

Xiao Cheng asked the melody to print out a copy, took a pencil to outline a few places, said that he could adjust the data for reference, and pointed out some places where theory and practice contradicted.

After staying up until one o'clock in the morning, the two went downstairs to take a taxi.

The park is full of office buildings, and at night, the buildings are empty, only the convenience store downstairs is still open, and the salesperson is sorting out the unsold food from the previous day.

The more I changed the thesis, the more I changed the thesis, my brain hurt, and I was in a daze in a daze after being comfortably blown by the night wind.

Xiao Cheng suddenly asked: "There is no influence in your school, right?"

"Huh?" Qu Ziyue didn't realize it at first, and after thinking about it for a while, he realized that what Xiao Cheng asked should be about Xia Lulu's post.

"I don't know, probably not. I didn't go back to school, and my roommate didn't look for me." Qu Ziyue himself didn't go to the school forum to read it again. The rhythm of working during the day and writing papers at night has already taken up all his time. Recently, I basically fall into bed and sleep.

Xiao Cheng hummed, but didn't speak any more.

Zhang Jingyi just came to him in the morning. Although this matter was handled promptly, the campus is different from the workplace. The campus is a small society, and there are still the most idle and gossiping people.

The forum and related accounts are still constantly fermenting this matter, and I dare not write about Xiao Cheng, because the more the song is made, the more outrageous it is, and even the more the song is written, the awards in the entire college era were obtained through improper means. here.

However, the Murphy effect appeared very soon. After two days of hard work on revising the thesis, the song finally passed the level of the tutor, and the slightly relaxed song just arrived at the company on Monday.

Then he received a call from the head of the department asking him to go back to school.

"Director, can I ask what's the matter? I want to ask the company for leave." Qu Zi Yue's voice echoed in the tea room.

"About outstanding graduates, come back and submit some materials. There have been a lot of negative topics about you recently."

The more the song had a bad feeling, he asked tentatively, "Are you going to cancel it?"

Director: "Go back to school first and come to me."

After hanging up the phone, Qu Zi stood in front of the coffee machine more and more lonely, the ice cubes in the quilt began to melt, and he put his hand on the cup in despair, his hands turned white from the ice.

There is a bonus for outstanding graduate representatives, and Qu Ziyue plans to use it to repay the loan.

If it is really cancelled, if the loan is not repaid, my mother will have to use the money she sold rapeseed this year to pay for it, and the thousands of dollars I have saved will be wiped out.

The sound of the coffee machine working sounded, and Xiao Chengcai lightly left from the door of the tea room.

When Qu Ziyue asked Xiao Cheng for leave, Xiao Cheng hummed and said that he had something to go to the University City.

"Oh, then..." He didn't quite understand what Xiao Cheng meant.

"You drive for me." Xiao Cheng said.

Qu Ziyue: "What time do you leave?"

Xiao Cheng paused, "Uh, two o'clock."

Qu Ziyue: "Okay, I will drop you off at three o'clock in the afternoon, and then I will return to school. By the way, which school do you go to?"

"Big Z." Xiao Cheng blurted out.

After Qu Ziyue went out, Xiao Cheng found the brother's contact information in the contact list.

"Why? A busy person still calls me?" said the man at the other end.

Xiao Cheng: "Li Dapao, let's go to school and play with you in the afternoon."

Li Xuan had just finished class, and there was no class in the afternoon. He was about to ride a small electric donkey home to play games, "I'm here now, but I won't be here in the afternoon. Are you free?"

Chirping for a while, he finally agreed with Xiao Cheng's promise to help him get a ticket for the infield of the play.

Quzi seized the time to finish dealing with today's affairs, ordered takeaway for himself and Xiao Cheng, and sent Xiao Cheng's portion to him, along with a glass of iced Americano.

Xiao Cheng tore open the packaging of the chopsticks with a stab: "The music is more,"

The more the tune came back, Xiao Cheng didn't want to talk about it anymore, thinking that the child must be feeling very uncomfortable now, and somehow being involved in gossip would affect graduation.

He said in embarrassment that it was all right, and took a sip of the American style.

Qu Ziyue: "Is it delicious? The boss said it is newly introduced Yunnan coffee beans."

Xiao Cheng adjusted his glasses: "Understood."

In other words, why does this kid buy American style every time, and why didn’t I directly tell him that he doesn’t like American style and likes to drink sweet caramel macchiato at the first time.

At one o'clock, Xiao Cheng came out of the office on time and changed into casual attire.

Xiao Cheng was also a little embarrassed at the beginning, whether this body is too tender.

Qu Zi couldn't help but look up and down, and was caught by Xiao Cheng.

"What are you doing, is it weird?"

Qu Zi was slightly shocked, "No, he's very handsome, like a senior in college, none of our school girls are as handsome as you."

Probably not, the more I think about the song, what does the school grass look like?It's Zhou from the Department of Applied Chemistry... Forget it, I can't remember.

Z University and F University are located at the east and west ends of the university town respectively. They are both top five schools in Shanghai and occupy the largest area.

Big, with a sports college in the middle, rich in handsome guys, good relationship with both ends, and a social butterfly in the university town.

Quzi Yue sent Xiao Cheng to the gate of Z.

"President, don't you really need to take you in? It's very big inside."

Xiao Cheng put on his sunglasses and opened the door, "No, someone is coming to pick me up."

The more Qu Zi thought to himself, it really is the president, and there are always people picking him up everywhere, so he came to Z University to talk about a project?Or is it about the Foundation?

"A Cheng!"

Someone shouted loudly, and Quzi looked at the short, fat middle-aged man on the side of the road, and lowered the car window uncertainly.

What is an electric car! !It's still the kind of small, cute, bright yellow style that the heroines of Taiwanese idol dramas like.

Xiao Cheng was also taken aback, coughed twice and told Qu Ziyue to pick me up later.

"Oh, okay...how about I take you in."

As soon as the words fell, the man twisted the accelerator and rode beside them.

Xiao Cheng glared at Li Xuan through the sunglasses, but the other party didn't realize it, and asked cheerfully: "Is this your driver? The drivers are so handsome, just like the little idols in the draft."

The more Qu Zi wanted to see Xiao Cheng's eyes, but unfortunately the other party was wearing sunglasses, he smiled and said, "Hello, I am the assistant to the president, and my name is Qu Zi Yue."

"Hello, hello," Li Xuan just exchanged greetings and didn't care about it. He patted the back seat of the car and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to my laboratory for a while, and then go play ball."

"En." Xiao Cheng raised his hand to indicate that Qu Ziyue could go, and stepped into the car with long legs.

Qu Zi looked at a person who weighed 160+ and a person who was 180+ tall squeezed on a small electric car. The rear pedals of the electric car were not put down, and Xiao Cheng's long legs had nowhere to rest. song.

I saw that little bright yellow electric car get into the big Z, and quickly disappeared into the greenery.

When Qu Zi Yue arrived at the school, it was close to the time agreed with the director,

I wanted to park the car outside the school, but there was too little time, so I had to drive to the entrance of the department and stop. Xiao Cheng's car is relatively low-key in appearance, but anyone who has studied the car can tell that it is the top of the classic model.

The car I drove today was an imported Red Label Honda, and Qu Zi rushed to the office with his schoolbag on his back.

"Come on," the director saw him standing at the door and was about to knock, and told another student in the office to go back first, "Zi Yue, sit down."

There is fine sweat on the neck of Qu Ziyue.

"Director." The more Qu Zi sat down, the air conditioner in the office was not sufficient enough to dissipate the sweltering heat accumulated during his short walk in a short time.

The director took a sip of tea: "Did you offend someone outside?"

The more Qu Zi thought about it: "No, what's wrong, Director?"

"I looked at the incident on the forum from beginning to end, and talked to Xia Lulu, and checked the ip of each post. It is true that she did not do what was fermented later. I think someone is manipulating this matter, and It's two groups of people."

The more Qu Zi thought about the president and Lu Cheng, he felt a little better. When he was still thinking about how to explain to the director, the director said first: "Now it has become someone who is attacking our departments, and even the school. In fact, it's not you. On the other hand, Xia Lulu's personal life has indeed violated the bottom line of morality, but she doesn't know who is behind it, so she can only ask through you."

Unexpectedly, the competition between companies would interfere with the school. Qu Yue thought that his quota of outstanding graduates was going to be cancelled.

But he didn't know if he could tell the school about these things, he only said that he would ask.

"The matter of outstanding graduates was actually saved by Director Zhang for you. There is no real evidence for this. You don't have to worry about it." Before leaving, the director said.

It was past four o'clock, and Qu Ziyue was eating ice cream at the entrance of the school's small supermarket, waiting for news from Xiao Cheng.

When I was bored, I swiped my phone and watched the school's forum.

[Driving a luxury car to school, does this mean direct admission? 】

The main building is exactly the picture of him getting off the Red Label Honda.

The more the song wailed, why are these people so gossip, this car can't be his own at first sight.But after thinking about it, it is precisely because it cannot be my own that it is more fascinating.

Scrolling down a few pages, someone was talking about how expensive this car is and how difficult it is to buy, someone was complaining about his shamelessness, someone...someone posted a photo of Xiao Cheng drinking Coke at the school gate.

Why is the president at the school gate!

Quzi got busier and walked back to the gate of the department to drive out the car. When he got to the main road of the school gate, he saw Xiao Cheng pointing at two girls and cursing.

"What are you shooting!? Shoot again and wait for the lawyer's letter!"

"President," Qu Zi Yue lowered the car window and stretched out his head, and said loudly to the person who was taking pictures not far away: "What are you doing! Don't take pictures!"

Xiao Cheng quickly opened the door and got into the car.

He took off his sunglasses: "Why are you so loud? You don't think there are enough gossips."

"It's their fault when they say I'm gossiping, why should I be timid." The song became more and more suddenly stubborn.

Obviously I didn't do these things, why do I hide, the more I hide from those people, the more they like to make excuses.

Xiao Cheng was helpless, the more the song said, the more it made sense, but the world is not black and white, many people don't care about the facts at all, they just wish there would be more gossip and gossip in life to lubricate the boring life.

"It affects your life, your studies."

The more Qu Zi said nothing, he drove the car silently, still not agreeing with Xiao Cheng's actions in his heart.

"Did you hear that?" Xiao Cheng moved forward to get behind Qu Ziyue's seat.

"understood."

When the car drove out of the university town, Xiao Cheng asked Qu Ziyue to take him to a restaurant, which was the one that Qu Ziyue helped him book, thinking it should be a private appointment from the president.

When we got there, Quzi Yue asked, "When will I pick you up?"

"No, I'm not going back tonight."

Qu Ziyue: "Where are you going if you don't go home?"

Xiao Cheng: "..."

While talking, a car stopped next to him. Qu Zi took a closer look and found that it was one of the CEO's cars. Xiao Beibei got out of the car and told the driver to come pick her up around ten o'clock.

That driver was the one Xiao Cheng recruited a few days ago, and it turned out that Xiao Beibei had hired him.

Xiao Beibei also recognized Xiao Cheng's car, and walked over to take off his sunglasses.

Quzi got busier and lowered the car window: "Hello."

"Hi." After saying hello, he stretched his head in to look at Xiao Cheng who was in the back seat: "Why are you dressed like this?"

Xiao Cheng stretched his T-shirt, "What's wrong? This is not very good."

Xiao Beibei wanted to reach out and hit him, but he couldn't reach it: "Did you dress like this on a blind date? You usually dress like a human being, but did you do it on purpose today, so you hit me in the face?"

The more surprised the song is, it turns out that the president is going on a blind date tonight! !