President Qi, I don't despise you

更新时间：2019-09-1220:08:01

After covering him with the quilt, he took out the notebook he brought from home this morning.

After downloading a plug-in, I downloaded a software, which is an internal software that can realize chatting, calling, and mailing.

After entering the account number given by the old man Zhang, a person came out, and sent an invitation like adding a friend, and it passed in less than 5 minutes.

"Old man Zhang asked me and you to start with netizens first."

Shen Yan thought about how the other party could be considered a great leader, so he took the initiative to say hello.

Lin Jingguo in the office twitched the corners of his mouth when he saw the word "netizen". Do you want to be a netizen with him?It seems that young people like to chat online, so if you add it, you will be considered a netizen, right?Are they online now? "Well, Lao Zhang recommended you to be a consultant, and I will send you the cases of the past three years first."

This is a software developed in-house, and it is extremely confidential, so it is safe to use this communication.

After all, Qi Muye was ill. He slept for almost two hours before waking up. When he woke up, he saw the young man sitting on the sofa with a notebook on his lap, typing on the keyboard with his hands. Rich, playful for a while and frowning for a while, but it is far from the usual idle look.

From time to time, Shen Yan raised his head to check Qi Muye's situation, this time he raised his head to meet those dark eyes.

"You're awake, why didn't you call me?"

The frown that was originally frowned suddenly relaxed, the corners of his mouth curled up, he put down the notebook and walked to the hospital bed, looked at the infusion bag on it, and there was still a small half of it.

"just woke up"

Qi Muye sat up with his hands propped up.

Undoubtedly, a workaholic like Mr. Qi still worked on the computer in the afternoon, and even held a conference call.

The two of them were quiet all afternoon, each facing the computer. Shen Yan finally finished writing a report on a case and sent it to him. He looked up at his watch and it was past four o'clock. When he felt his stomach, he was hungry.

"President Qi, you have to rest in another 10 minutes."

Shen Yan leaned over and sat beside the hospital bed.

"You are so courageous now that you dare to control the boss?"

Qi Muye looked up at him and raised his eyebrows.

"I'm thinking about my boss's health."

Big Boss Qi was obedient, and planned to use these 10 minutes to do some finishing work.

grunt. . .

With a sound, Shen Yan hurriedly held down his stomach, shit, isn't it, you don't need to scream so loudly even if you are hungry.

"hungry?"

Qi Muye raised his hand to close the notebook, looked sideways at the blushing young man, and barely controlled himself from laughing.

"Mr. Qi, how did you manage to drink a few grains of rice a day to keep you from being hungry? The porridge at noon doesn't help at all."

Shen Yan wanted to cry without tears.

Qi Muye did not answer this question, but took out his mobile phone, "Want to eat skewers?"

"think"

Shen Yan subconsciously gave the answer when he heard the grilled skewers, and when he realized it, he looked at Qi Muye, and met the smiling eyes of the man.

Seeing that what was displayed on his mobile phone was an ordering software, and the page was the menu of a barbecue restaurant, Shen Yan swallowed subconsciously.

"Come here, let's see what else you like to eat?"

Qi Muye patted the side of the bed, Shen Yan was naturally happy, and slumped to Qi Muye's side, the two of them gathered together to look at the menu, Qi Muye had already ordered some according to what Shen Yan bought yesterday, saw The store's specialty crayfish ordered another crayfish.

"President Qi, let's forget about the crayfish, the taste is too strong."

"What? Are you afraid I'll be hungry? It's okay, you can just eat."

Hearing what he said, Shen Yan didn't refuse anymore, and ordered two more pimple soups, the pimple soups in general barbecue shops are very delicious, and the ingredients are simple, Qi Muye can also eat some, and he added a big bucket of ice coke before ordering. one.

"You can try the pimple soup here, you should be able to eat it."

"Well, it looks good."

Qi Muye looked at the pictures and commented.

"I'll order you another soup."

Shen Yan leaned over and swiped Qi Muye's mobile phone to find the shopkeeper.

"This one has soup."

Qi Muye randomly clicked on a shop.

"This one won't work. It's not clean at first glance. What should I do if I eat something bad?"

The small shops around the hospital did not meet Young Master Shen's requirements for cleanliness and health. In the end, Shen Yan also leaned on Qi Muye's pillow, put his legs on the stool and searched carefully with Qi Muye's mobile phone, and finally found one. Ate at the restaurant.

"I've eaten this one, this one, just his crucian carp soup, plus vegetable porridge, ok."

Order.

"Boss Qi asked you a question?"

Shen Yan didn't get up, but lay down leisurely and asked the person next to him.

"Ah."

"Have you ever had a boyfriend or girlfriend?"

Qi Muye didn't expect him to ask this question either.

"I talked about it when I was in college."

That's right, it's not normal that he hasn't talked about it at his age.

"Boy friend?"

"Well, what about you? Have you talked about it?"

"I do not have."

Qi Muye turned his head in surprise, no matter his age, Shen Yan shouldn't have never been in a relationship.

Shen Yan sensed his gaze but couldn't explain it. His university was not as easy as that of ordinary universities.

In the first two years, he broke into the organization, thinking about how to survive every day, and then thinking about how to complete the task.

He really didn't have time to think about such romantic things.

"Surprised? My mother is also starting to doubt my charm."

Shen Yan touched his nose and got up.

There was a knock on the door, and the barbecue shop downstairs was very close, and it was delivered.

Same as yesterday, Shen Yan set up a small table, and put a large bag of things on it, it smelled so delicious.

"President Qi, when you are discharged from the hospital, I will take you to a food stall for barbecue. There will be an atmosphere when you eat there. Let's just make do with it today."

"Well, I can eat pimple soup, which is pretty good."

Qi Muye really followed his words.

Shen Yan was immediately worried when he heard it, and looked at him with some guilt.

The young man's dark eyes looked at him like this, somehow felt that the eyes were soft, Qi Muye raised his hand and almost couldn't control himself to pat him on the head again, and finally coughed lightly "Okay, Special Assistant Shen will accompany me for a day You have worked hard in the hospital, this is a reward, eat it quickly."

Finally a hand fell on his shoulder.

Shen Yan took a bowl of pimple soup and opened it, it didn't have oily spots, it looked pretty good, after a taste it was not too greasy and not very salty, and after making sure he could eat it, he brought another bowl in front of him.

Shen Yan was really hungry, sat on the edge of Qi Muye's bed and licked a bunch in the blink of an eye, and then drank half a glass of iced Coke, it was so refreshing.

"Is it that delicious?"

Qi Muye smiled at the satisfaction on his face.

"Mr. Qi, don't tell me that you haven't eaten it? Hey, don't say that his grilled ribs are quite delicious."

"The last time I ate it was years ago."

Qi Muye said in a low voice, taking a spoon to sip the bowl of pimple soup.

"It's been so long."

Shen Yan muttered something.