Hit workers refuse to fall in love with BOSS

"Okay, then you work hard, and when I am seventy or eighty, you push my wheelchair." Xiao Cheng laughed.

The more the song thought about it, he said seriously: "You are 80 years old, and I am 70 years old. I am afraid I can't push it anymore."

"Just kidding." Xiao Cheng touched Qu Ziyue's head subconsciously: "You really plan to work for me until old age."

The more Qu Zi didn't understand what the president meant, he was a little at a loss, can't it?

Xiao Cheng was defeated by his innocence: "You have already retired at the age of 70."

"You can rehire." Qu Zi Yue said.

Xiao Cheng: "I'm retired too, you want me to work until I'm 80."

Qu Ziyue: "That's right, your child should be in charge of the company by then."

Xiao Cheng's expression suddenly became bitter, he pursed his lower lip, wanted to say something, but held back.

The tune leaned forward slightly: "Then let my child work for your child, okay?"

"Nothing." Xiao Cheng laughed at him, stood up and stretched his shoulders.

The more the song laughed, he was indeed not promising, but the president was promising, the president worked hard to make money, he worked hard, and then the president gave himself a salary increase.

Xiao Cheng grabbed the remote control from the bedside, opened the curtains, and the cat was exposed to the sun, swearing and pacing out.

"You take a good rest at home, tell the driver what you want to eat, and ask him to buy it for you."

rest at home.

Qu Zi Yue bowed his head silently, the CEO said that as if he was his family.

Xiao Cheng left, Qu Ziyue sat on the bed for a while, and when he got up to wash, he passed the living room and saw breakfast on the dining table, which was porridge and steamed buns, covered with a transparent glass cover.

As soon as Xiao Cheng arrived at the company, Jenny hurriedly opened his office door.

"what happened?"

Jenny sat down on the sofa: "What's the matter with your human resources department? Why did you recruit Xiaoyuan?"

"Xiao Yuan?" Xiao Cheng didn't react for a while.

After speaking, he remembered that Xiaoyuan was Ge Qingyuan, the granddaughter of Ge Lao.

He leaned back on the comfortable ergonomic office chair, and said leisurely: "Of course, when you join the job, you have to submit a resume for an interview. What's going on?"

"Why did you recruit her? That's Elder Ge's granddaughter, who is now working as a live broadcast operation assistant in the Apor operation center!"

When Jenny saw Ge Qingyuan downstairs in the morning, she thought she was coming to find herself or Qu Ziyue, but she took out her badge and swiped open the door of the lobby with a beep.

Xiao Cheng rarely saw Jenny in such a panic, even if he knew that Xiao Cheng might be imprisoned, he just said lightly, "It's not that there is no room for maneuver".

"Teacher, do you mean that she is unworthy or that Apor is unworthy?"

Jenny saw that Xiao Cheng was playing with her, and gave him a blank look.

"She shouldn't be at work."

"What are you talking about? Even if Old Ge has more money than he can spend in eight lifetimes, he doesn't need to be so depraved." Xiao Cheng said.

Jeeny: "I mean, she has something she likes, and she should do what she likes and is good at. She will become an artist in the future, so you don't have to spend money to poison her."

The two argued for a long time, Xiao Cheng said that would get her fired, but Jenny refused, saying that she came in for a legitimate interview and did a good job, so why should she be fired; Xiao Cheng said then let her do it, maybe after a few days Tian couldn't bear to leave by herself, and Jenny said it was a waste of her time, and she couldn't work with peace of mind.

In the end, they didn't discuss a solution, but they talked about Weicheng.

She told Luo Fei that the third-party organization that Luo Fei found did everything possible to thoroughly investigate Weicheng's accounts, and they did a lot of tricks. If they took those evidences to battle on the board of directors, it would be for nothing and Xiao Fei would be dismissed. No problem.

The headache is the betting contract with Bailey's Weicheng.

Xiao Cheng didn't want to affect Apor because of the incident in Weicheng, tens of thousands of employees' jobs were placed there, and if it was not handled properly, the opponent would definitely use this to suppress Apor to death.

Not impossible.

Jenny thought for a while: "Since it's never easy to start, let's start with Bailey."

Xiao Cheng had already thought about it before: "How to start, buy it?"

Jenny frowned: "Are you taking your ass as the president? It's not enough to have a wolf, and you have to recruit a embarrassment to make the two of them work together."

Later, when it comes to Old Ge, there is no clue, he is not too young, if you want him to mix in this kind of muddy water, unless it is someone very important in his life.

Before leaving, Jenny suddenly asked, "Where's your assistant?"

Xiao Cheng looked up: "Today is Saturday."

"Hey, the big boss is so conscientious today, the little assistant can finally spend the weekend."

Xiao Cheng was speechless, Jenny, who was the CFO, was standing in front of him, working overtime on Saturday.

And there was a weekend song that ate breakfast and lay at home all morning, feeling more and more dizzy. At first I thought it was the effect of yesterday's medicine, but later I found out that it might be because I slept too much.

People like to think wildly when they are free. Qu Ziyue sat cross-legged on the sofa, and the big dark TV opposite him reflected his listless appearance.

Looking around the whole house, it looks neat at first glance, but upon closer inspection, everything is not in place.

Qu Zi cheered up more, went to the storage room to find a towel, and began to dust everywhere, vacuum the floor, and organize some small objects.

The flowers in the vase had already withered, the cat no longer sat beside the vase proudly, Qu Ziyue wanted to buy some flowers back, but it was a certain distance from the business district.

Thinking that the president has so many cars, he should have some at home.

So I looked in the locker drawer of the entry and found three keys.

He picked out a Mercedes, but he didn't know what model it was, so he took a photo and sent it to Xiao Cheng, asking: Can I drive it?I want to go out and buy some flowers.

Xiao Cheng was listening to the report on the new product, and he didn't look at his phone much at first, but when the news of the song came more and more, he inexplicably picked up the phone and unlocked it to take a look.

The child sent him a message, and he replied: Yes.

Putting down the phone, the product director said that the artificial intelligence system of the audio system has added a customized vocabulary, and then took out the phone: Don't drive if you feel uncomfortable.

The more the song goes back: it's ready

The president didn't reply any more messages, Qu Ziyue was about to go out, but when she looked down, she was still wearing the president's pajamas.

So I went into the storage room again, wanting to see if the high school clothes that the president dug out last time are still there. When I opened the closet, I saw a row of new ones and old ones, and the styles were all suitable for his age group. of.

He took another photo: President, can I borrow your clothes to wear?

Xiao Chenghui: Yes.

It was when he had a rest one day and was suddenly bored. He took out some clothes in smaller sizes that he bought earlier and hung them up.

It's really boring.

Qu Ziyue changed her clothes and went to the underground garage.

I'm not very lucky. The style of this car is not low-key at all. It's a blue convertible. The car is very clean. Someone comes to take care of it regularly, but judging by where it is parked, it is estimated that it has not been driven for many years. .

Go out from the community, circle a short section of the mountain road, enter the main road, drive for ten minutes, and come to a small business district, Qu Ziyue parked the car, walked along the street, and found a flower shop,

It seems that there are flower arrangement activities in the store, or courses or something. In the transparent glass room on the first floor, several people wearing aprons are listening to the teacher's lecture on color matching.

Seeing the song coming in, the young lady behind the front desk asked him what flowers he wanted to buy?

The more Qu Zi looked left and right, he didn't know what to buy. This kind of petty bourgeois sentiment had never appeared in his life.

Seeing that he had no idea, the young lady asked, "Should I give it to someone else or keep it at home?"

"Leave it at home..." Qu Zi Yue scratched his head, "No, it's someone else's house."

"Oh..." The little sister probably understood it, it should be a gift, and then hope that the person will look good when he takes it home.

"What is the decoration style of the house? Dark or light?"

The more you think about the song: "God tone, marble table top, and then there is a black cat."

The more divergent description of the song also made the clerk puzzled, so she simply asked: "Then what color does she like? Or what kind of personality?"

"Character, very...very good."

"..."

Seeing that the young lady was about to collapse, Qu Zi smiled dryly and said, "I'll pick it myself."

After speaking, I walked around the store slowly, pointing to flowers if I didn't know Hua, and asked for this and that.

Finally, the clerk matched some flowers for him, and simply wrapped them in kraft paper.

"It's pretty pretty." Qu Zi Yue said.

The main color of the bouquet is orange, dotted with white bulls and green leaves, which goes well with the kraft paper.

When returning to the car with the flowers in her arms, Quzi looked at this cool convertible sports car more and felt that the one she chose seemed to be her favorite, warm and rich orange.

On the way back, he stopped by the dry cleaner to pick up Xiao Cheng's clothes, bought a box of mineral water at the neighborhood supermarket, and passed by the fresh food section, thinking that the president had nothing to eat at home, and he didn't know how to cook. I bought some self-heating hot pot and instant rice.

Filled the fridge halfway.

The home also feels refreshed, the ventilation system makes a slight noise, and the cat sits proudly next to the vase.

There was still more than an hour before get off work, Qu Zi sat on the sofa and watched TV.

After a while, I received a message from Xiao Cheng: Are you hungry?I'll ask the driver to pick you up for dinner.

The more Qu Zi looked at the message, the more he looked at the kitchen, and replied: President, would you like to have a meal at home?I can cook.

Xiao Cheng's fingers paused on the keyboard of the mobile phone, looking at the picture of Fantasia in his mind, wearing an apron and cooking in the kitchen, and himself crossing his legs on the sofa waiting to eat.

So cool.

Resolutely deleted the 'and I'll take you home' just finished typing, and replied: OK.

Quzi jumped up immediately after receiving the reply, and ran into the kitchen with bare feet to check if there were any seasonings at home.

Nothing, not even a packet of salt.

There are not many people in the supermarket. It is a high-end neighborhood. Most of the people who come to the supermarket to buy things are aunts or full-time housewives. Qu Ziyue pushes the shopping cart to shuttle in the supermarket.

When I was looking at what fish to buy in the seafood area, there was a woman next to me who was wearing a mask and wearing a big T-shirt and big pants, but she could still feel that she was a super beautiful woman.

The song feels more familiar, but I can't remember it at all.

Unconsciously, he took a second look.

The other party also felt his gaze, turned to look at him, and Qu Yue saw her smiling eyes, and waved towards Qu Zi Yue.

Quzi walked over as if being bewitched more and more, dumbfounded.

The other party looked around and saw that there was no one there, so he pulled off his mask and called him, "Little assistant."

Ah, it's the actress, Li Wan.

The girlfriend of Li Xiaoyao's childhood sweetheart.

It turns out they live in the same neighborhood.

"Hello Queen." Qu Ziyue tried her best to be calm, hiding her excitement.

Li Wan tilted his head to look at his shopping cart: "Can you cook for Mr. Xiao?"

Qu Ziyue: "Yes."

"Your Boss Xiao's house is finally going to fire. Congratulations. What kind of food do you want?" Li Wan said, pushing the shopping cart forward, and Qu Ziyue followed.

"I plan to make fish in sour soup, then braised pork ribs, eggplant with minced meat, stir-fried lettuce, mixed with cucumber, and then make winter melon and clam soup. I was wondering whether the president would eat preserved eggs. I mixed preserved eggs and it was super delicious. "Qu Zi became excited as he spoke.

"Hiss—" Li Wan suddenly covered his ears with a disgusted expression.

The more vigilant the song is.

Then Li Wan took off the Bluetooth headset from his ear, indicating that he was still on the phone, thought for a while, and handed the headset to Qu Ziyue.

The earphones of the actress, the more respectful the tune, the more respectful he took it and put it in his ears. Li Xiaoyao's voice was super loud: "I will eat it! If he doesn't eat it, I will eat it! You are so bold, we will come to your house for dinner tonight!"

"Oh..." Qu Zi Yue responded, raising his eyes to meet Li Wan's.

You, your family.

The song becomes more and more swaying, happy and worried.

Li joked, probably knowing what the little assistant was worried about, so he said to him: "Ask your boss Xiao."

Qu Zi became more relieved, and sent a message to Xiao Cheng: President, Li Xiaoyao always said that he would come to our [deleted] your house for dinner tonight, is that okay?

No, Xiao Cheng replied in seconds.

Qu Zi became more troubled, thinking about what to do.

"Give it to me," Li Wan said, reaching out for his phone.

Qu Ziyue passed it over, Li Wan took it over and turned on the camera, took out a two-finger-thick green onion from the shopping cart and walked behind Qu Ziyue.

— hijacked him, with a green onion.

Take a photo and send it to Xiao Cheng.

A few seconds later, Li Wan returned the phone to Qu Ziyue. In the photo, Qu Ziyue looked at the camera aggrievedly, and Li Wan showed a killer expression.

Xiao Cheng: Keep people under the onion.

Xiao Cheng: Come and eat.