Hit workers refuse to fall in love with BOSS

Qu Ziyue and Ge Qingyuan finished their meal, and they pressed the road to chat. Ge Qingyuan liked to listen to Qu Ziyue and talked about company affairs. He said that he had never been to work and was curious about his life at work.

While accompanying Ge Qingyuan to wait for the subway, Qu Ziyue received a message from Xiao Cheng, and sent him a phone number, asking him to find time to contact this person tomorrow, asking for three places in the auction, himself, Qu Ziyue and Jenny.

The more the song replied, the better it was, and he murmured, "What's Jenny's name?"

"Li Yao." Ge Qingyuan said, "An auction?"

"En." Qu Zi Yue said.

When the subway came, Ge Qingyuan waved to Qu Ziyue: "See you on Friday."

Quzi Yue also said, "See you on Friday."

The subway was leaving, and the more the song got thinking, what does it mean to see you on Friday?

The more the song changes direction, the more I wait for the subway to go home.

On the way back, I looked at the listings on the rental website. Now that I have graduated, my salary should increase a little. I should change to a place closer to the company, so that I don’t have to spend so much time on commuting.

However, Apor is located in the CBD, and the nearby houses are not cheap. It seems that we should give up the houses around the company and look at places that can be directly reached by subway.

"so expensive."

Qu Ziyue sighed after browsing several one-bedroom and one-living room listings, and it really is a fantasy to want to live by himself in Shanghai.

Early the next morning, Qu Ziyue departed an hour and a half earlier to take the subway as usual, changed once, then scanned the shared bicycle, and arrived downstairs at the company at 09:30.

The president hadn't come yet, Quzi Yue was sitting on the buns bought at the convenience store.

Xiao Cheng got out of the car, and when he got on the elevator, he checked his mail and saw the salary approval from the Human Resources Department.

This group is all fixed salary for Guan Peisheng's regularization. Xiao Cheng quickly scanned and scrolled down, and finally found Qu Ziyue. His salary is the same as other Guan Peisheng's, 6800 yuan.

Xiao Cheng frowned.

Anya was fanning herself at her work station when she suddenly received a voice call from the president.

"Come to my office."

Anya scolded shit secretly, because the president is looking for her, and there is absolutely nothing good.

Generally, he would go to CHO directly for serious matters, and only for some mistakes in execution would he go to her.

I hurriedly wiped off the oil on my mouth, refilled my lipstick, and applied 23 layers.

Seeing Qu Ziyue at the station at the door, he said that the president called her.

Qu Zi Yue dialed the inside line to enter, Xiao Cheng only said: "Let her in."

After hanging up the phone, he gave Anya a friendly look.

Anya: "What's the matter? What did you say? Your face looks like I'm about to suffer."

Qu Zi smiled wryly: "Let you in."

As soon as the door behind Anya closed, Xiao Cheng asked without raising his head: "What is your salary standard?"

"Mr. Xiao, salary determination is generally based on the final interview results for different positions..."

"Guan Peisheng has exactly the same salary, no matter what position he is in?" Xiao Cheng raised his head and leaned on the back of the chair.

Anya couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat, "The company's regulations are that Guan Peisheng will have a half-year observation period after he becomes a regular post. After the observation period, salary adjustments will be made according to their respective work capabilities."

Xiao Cheng: "I don't think it's right."

Anya: "I will report this issue to the salary team, and I will give you a salary plan for Guan Peisheng within this week."

"Yes, but the fixed salary of the president's office must pass my side first."

Anya: "?"

Xiao Cheng: "I mean, I will decide Qu Ziyue's salary."

He said a number, and Anya couldn't say no. After agreeing, she ran away with oil on her feet, and even glanced enviously when she passed by Quzi and crossed the station.

Boy, you really have two brushes, and you will be taller than me as a director in two years.

In the afternoon, Qu Ziyue was reading the materials of Friday's auction when he received a call from the human resources department, asking him to discuss whether he should become a full-time employee.

He comes to the office.

The HR lady on the opposite side smiled: "Ziyue, we have confirmed our intention to become a regular post before, and today we mainly communicate with you about the salary, what do you think?"

Speaking of this, HR doesn't want to ask about the expected salary according to the process.

"Your final job will be in the president's office. The position is assistant to the president, level I6, monthly salary 12800, and three salaries at the end of the year."

"12800!!" The tune almost suspected that he had heard it wrong.

Young lady: "Yes, 12800."

Quzi came back from the twentieth floor in a fluttering manner. Looking at the mail in the mailbox, he still felt that 12800 was a bit too high for a non-R&D freshman.

When it was about to get off work, Xiao Chengfeng came out in a hurry, saying that he had something to go out, and asked Qu Ziyue to get off work by himself.

"Help me make an appointment with the research and development meeting tomorrow morning. I'm going out for dinner at noon, so don't be too late."

"Okay, President."

Qu Ziyue was still sorting out the documents received today, and hadn't had time to send them in for Xiao Cheng to sign.

It seems that after the first month, he is not so busy. Qu Ziyue has been able to straighten out the work at hand, and part of the work has been assigned to Zhang Jingyi, so he is not as busy as he imagined.

When I got back to the rental hut, it was still dark, and I could see the orange-red sunset glow in the gaps between the buildings on the horizon from the small window, with little neon lights flickering, and the more Qu Zi felt that Shanghai was also very beautiful.

Suddenly I wanted to cook for myself, and when I was buying vegetables in the supermarket, I felt that if I cook more than one dish, there will be leftovers, but I don’t know if I have a chance to come back so early for dinner tomorrow.

Why don't you just bring lunch to work? Maggie brought her own lunch before. Even if it's been in the refrigerator for a long time, it still tastes better than takeaway.

Qu Ziyue acted immediately and went to the tableware area to buy a lunch box.

His cooking skills are limited, and he doesn't know many kinds of dishes, but he is very good at a few dishes, such as eggplant and beans, scrambled eggs with pepper, and braised pork ribs that he often ate when he was a child.

Qu Ziyue seldom eats sweet food in his hometown, but he himself loves braised sauce.

The cost of making these three dishes is about the same as ordering a takeaway meal, but it takes a little longer, and it is already 09:30 after finishing.

However, before he even started eating, he received a call from the president.

"The music is getting better, you Mr. Xiao drank too much again." Li Xiaoyao said, feeling that he himself was drinking too much.

Qu Ziyue asked where she was, changed her clothes and shoes, and hurried out.

When he arrived at the place, the driver was waiting for him at the door, and when he saw him coming, he hurriedly dragged him to the back garden of the clubhouse.

The back garden is full of romantic lights, Xiao Cheng sleeps leaning on the wicker chair stretched all over, Li Xiaoyao is also there, the situation is a little better than Xiao Cheng, and there is Li Wan next to him.

Li Wan was answering the phone, as if he had left work and ran over, and the agent was telling her about the consequences.

"Mr. Li, how are you?" Qu Ziyue first greeted Li Xiaoyao, and hurriedly put his arms around Xiao Cheng's head to straighten him.

The president smelled very much of alcohol, and he was afraid that if the president wanted to vomit, he would choke himself in this posture of raising his head.

"Hmm..." Xiao Cheng felt that someone was touching him, and tried to open his eyes, but he could only see a pattern printed on a T-shirt.

——A cute cartoon version of Iron Man.

Then she closed her eyes with peace of mind, and leaned her big head against the man's arms.

"Brother Shi, come and help me." Qu Ziyue couldn't help Xiao Cheng at all, so he had to ask the driver to come with him.

The driver hesitated, and said with a sullen face, "I just helped the president, and he punched me."

After that, he covered his left ribs with both hands.

Qu Zi looked down at Xiao Cheng, sleeping soundly, probably won't wake up to beat someone again.

"It's okay, I took his hands."

So the driver had no choice but to squat down next to Xiao Cheng.

Qu Zi Yue leaned over and whispered in Xiao Cheng's ear, "We'll carry you to the car."

Then gently took Xiao Cheng's hand.

Xiao Cheng immediately clenched his hands, and hummed.

When Qu Ziyue was about to turn around and say goodbye to Li Xiaoyao and the actress, he found that Li Xiaoyao was hugging the waist of the actress, buried his head on his shoulder and said like a baby that he wanted to sleep at your house tonight.

Qu Ziyue: ...

Xiao Cheng: "Yes."

Quzi raised his head more, and met Xiao Cheng's foggy eyes, Xiao Cheng said: "Then you can sleep in the guest room."

"That's what Li Xiaoyao always said." Qu Ziyue explained.

Xiao Cheng stared at him blankly, blinked after a long time, shook off Qu Ziyue's hand, and hugged the tall and strong driver tightly.

The driver was miserable, but he dared not say a word.Even though I am a veteran and physically strong, it is still a bit difficult to carry a man who is 1.8 meters tall, and the other party is still very tight.

"Xiao Yue...Xiao Yue took the CEO's hand away." The driver's face turned red.

The busier Qu Zi was, he went to grab Xiao Cheng's hand: "President, don't strangle Big Brother Shi's neck, he's going to suffocate."

Xiao Cheng was unmoved, and even vaguely heard him snort.

"Let go," the more the song couldn't be broken, Gentle coaxed in his ear: "Shall we take you home? You can sleep comfortably when you get home."

Xiao Cheng didn't move.

Driver: "Help..."

The more he watched the song, the more anxious he became, he trotted along with the driver's footsteps, and patted Xiao Cheng's buttocks in desperation.

A crisp "pop" echoed on the quiet back garden path.

Qu Ziyue's palms were slightly numb, and his heart was completely numb.

What am I doing! !

Xiao Cheng silently changed direction towards Qu Ziyue's face, and also let go of the hand that was strangling his neck.

It seems that when I was naughty when I was a child, my mother restrained me after cleaning it up.

Qu Zi Yue followed tremblingly, and began to pray that the president would not remember anything when he sobered up tomorrow.

On the way back, Xiao Chengshuo fell asleep in the back seat, but it was a bit uncomfortable to drive after drinking. When he was about to get home, he woke up and lowered the window, resting his chin by the window to blow the air.

Qu Zi got closer and opened a bottle of water for him: "President, are you feeling bad?"

Xiao Cheng didn't speak, he was thinking about someone congratulating him at the dinner tonight.

Weicheng succeeded in two consecutive land auctions in City C.

But this means that there will be a large amount of expenditure in the short term, and it will take a loan from the bank as a matter of course. If there is a major mistake in the operation, non-performing debts will appear, the bet with Bailey will be activated, and the capital chain will be broken.

If Apor does not fill the vacancy by then, his legal person may go to jail.

After the evening wind blew, Xiao Cheng felt a little better. Although the soles of his feet were still stepping on the cotton, his mind was mostly awake.

Leaning on the wall, he went home, kicked off his leather shoes and fell on the soft leather sofa.

"Take a sip..."

Quzi Yue held a cup of warm water, squatted in front of the sofa, and pressed the back of his hand to Xiao Cheng's forehead.

Xiao Cheng raised his eyes, Quzi Yue's rosy and tender lips were only 5cm away from him, and he licked his lower lip.

Qu Zi Yue raised the cup in his hand: "Are you thirsty? I'll help you get up and drink some water."

Perhaps it was the effect of alcohol, Xiao Cheng felt that Qu Zi Yue's icy back of his hand was like a gust of cold spring water in a sultry summer, which washed away the boredom in his heart, and those clean eyes were never enough.

The more Xiao Cheng felt uncomfortable watching the song, he hesitated to take his hand away.

Xiao Cheng subconsciously stretched out his hand to chase after that touch of coolness.

The moment Xiao Cheng caught him, Qu Ziyue's left hand trembled, but he didn't dare to pull back.

Xiao Cheng: "You just spanked my ass?"

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The author has something to say:

Q: How does it feel to spank Mr. Xiao's ass?

Quzi Yue: laxative, very elastic (rubbing hands aftertaste