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A bottle of mineral water was handed to his mouth, and at the same time a big hand touched his back, Zhou Xie's voice sounded above his head: "Drink some water, press it down."

"Thank you..." Jiang Xingxing stretched out his hand to pick it up, but Zhou Xie avoided it indiscriminately, so he had to take a sip of water from his hand.

While drinking water, a few stray strands of hair brushed the back of Zhou Xie's hands, Zhou Xie frowned slightly, and tightened the palms on his back.

"Is it better?" Zhou Xie asked him.

"Ah."

Zhou Xie sighed regretfully: "I thought..."

Jiang Xingxing panted lightly: "Huh?"

Zhou Xie smiled: "It's okay."

I swallowed the words "can I give you artificial respiration" vividly.

The lamb is straight, so he can't act too hastily, he has to be persuasive and persuasive.

After his breathing calmed down a little, Jiang Xingxing sat up straight, his eyes swept over Zhou Xie's chest——

It may be that the movement was a little too big just now, the straps of his pajamas were looser, and the neckline opened directly to the navel, revealing his muscular chest and abdominal muscles.

Jiang Xingxing even saw a Doudou.

Jiang Xingxing looked at the mashed potatoes in the spoon and suddenly didn't want to eat.

Zhou Xie didn't seem to notice the strangeness of his clothes. He sat back on the seat opposite him, crossed his chest and looked at Jiang Xingxing, with a smile on his face: "I'm just asking, but I haven't made a decision. Why are you nervous?"

Jiang Xingxing lowered his head and took a spoon to poke the mashed potatoes, his aura subconsciously softened, and the original domineering "Brother Xingxing in society" disappeared: "Then how can we make a decision."

Zhou Xie raised her eyebrows: "It depends on your performance."

It wasn't until Jiang Xingxing arrived at the company that he really understood what Zhou Xie meant by "see your performance".

"Order?" Jiang Xingxing looked at Lao Hu in surprise, "Isn't there a restaurant for employees in the company, why doesn't the new boss eat by himself?"

"It is said that the food in the restaurant is too greasy." Lao Hu sighed, "How can rich people eat the same food as me and other social animals?"

Jiang Xingxing curled his lips: "The big boss didn't have so many problems when he was around."

Lao Hu didn't take it seriously: "The second generation is very particular about it."

Jiang Xingxing rolled his eyes.

What's the matter? I just said in the morning that I don't need to see Zhou Xie every day, but now I need to bring him lunch every day.

Out of sight, out of mind.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Zhou also said that you know his request..." Lao Hu's gaze suddenly became ambiguous, and he looked Jiang Xingxing up and down, "How did you know his request?"

Jiang Xingxing remembered the three-person Shura field in the hotel this morning, and also remembered the boss's threat of "do you want to change jobs?" He immediately decided to keep silent and keep a secret for the scumbag boss.

Lao Hu saw that his expression was tangled, and he didn't speak for a long time. Suddenly, a thought flashed in his mind: "You won't..."

Jiang Xingxing subconsciously pursed his lips, and then heard Lao Hu say: "...is he a related household?!"

Jiang Xingxing: ...

He thought to himself, have you ever seen a relationship like me who is worried that he will leave at any time.

He wants to be a relationship household.

No chance.

Lao Hu seemed to be particularly interested in the new boss. He wanted to know all the news about him, so he chattered into Jiang Xingxing's ear and asked, "Is this the first time you meet Mr. Zhou? Why do I feel that he treats you particularly... "

What is so special, Lao Hu can't tell.But he actually saw Mr. Zhou smile at Jiang Xingxing last night, and he even smiled very... Doting?

Look at last night again, Mr. Zhou just finished laughing at Xiao Yang with his front foot, and his back foot unceremoniously insulted Mr. Qi in public. Comparing the two, how unreal it seems...

Jiang Xingxing wanted to cry, but he thought to himself that the old Hu was quite good at seeing people, and the new boss didn't like him very much.

He was strict with his mouth, Lao Hu didn't ask anything from him, he rambled about something else before leaving.

Since it was hand-picked by the boss, Jiang Xingxing naturally had no choice but to bite the bullet and take over the job of ordering his lunch.

Coupled with the sharp sword of "changing jobs" hanging over his head, Jiang Xingxing felt extremely anxious from the moment he received the notice, fearing that he would not serve his boss well and lose his job.

He opened the food delivery app, searched all the light food restaurants in the surrounding area, compared them in many ways, and after more than an hour of tossing and turning, he finally chose one that seemed to suit Zhou Xie's taste, and quickly placed an order for them to go. This delivery, for fear of delaying the boss's lunch.

At twelve o'clock sharp, Jiang Xingxing arrived in front of the chairman's office on the 23rd floor with a takeaway bag, but was stopped by the chairman's secretary, Tu Xue.

Tu Xue looks about 30 years old, with long hair and red lips, smart and capable, but unexpectedly kind.Seeing him coming, he took the initiative to come over and say hello to him: "Are you Xiao Jiang?"

Jiang Xingxing nodded politely, and raised the takeaway bag in front of her with both hands: "Tu Mi, this is the lunch Mr. Zhou asked our logistics department to order. Shall I put it on the table for you?"

Tu Xue walked to the door of the chairman's office, knocked on the door and said to him: "Mr. Zhou told me that you just bring the food in, and pack it up and take it out after he finishes eating."

As soon as the voice fell, the door was opened directly: "Go in, it's hard work."

Jiang Xingxing:? ! ...

Damn Lao Hu, he had to be sent to the office without telling him!

He thought he didn't need to see Zhou Xie!

Jiang Xingxing walked into the chairman's office with a heart full of apprehension.

This is the second time he has come here, the furnishings here are no different from when the big boss was there, it is still spacious, bright and noble.

The only difference is that there is a new person behind the desk.No longer the amiable big boss, replaced by Zhou Xie who is ready to let him go at any time.

Jiang Xingxing walked a few steps, and said from a long distance away from the desk: "Old... Boss, your lunch has been delivered."

Zhou Xie raised her head from the pile of documents, and when she saw him, she frowned and waved, "Come here."

Jiang Xingxing bit the bullet and walked forward, and stopped in the middle of the office.

"Where are you going to eat?"

Zhou Xie glanced at the lunch box in his hand, then at his watch, and said oh.

He was not familiar with this office, looked around, pointed to the tea table near the window: "Go there."

As soon as Jiang Xingxing took out the lunch box, Zhou Xie sat down at the tea table, leaned back on the chair back, and watched him tidy up with great interest.

Jiang Xingxing felt uncomfortable being watched by him, and thought to himself, I won't spit in your meal, what are you doing staring at me like that.

"Okay, boss." Jiang Xingxing took apart the chopsticks and handed them to Zhou Xie, "It's ready to eat."

Zhou Xie was obviously satisfied with his "service". He picked up the chopsticks and first asked Jiang Xingxing, "Have you eaten?"

Same conversation as in the morning.

Jiang Xingxing: "...No."

He thought he could leave after the food was delivered, but he had to wait here for the boss to finish eating.

There are a lot of people in the company, and when he goes to the restaurant later, there must be only dregs left.

Jiang Xingxing sighed silently in his heart.

Zhou Xie looked at him and wondered why this man was so honest, he had learned from the experience in the morning, but he was still like this at noon.

He said helplessly: "Go down, buy a meal and come up."

Jiang Xingxing was taken aback: "Ah, isn't this to your liking?"

He was a little conflicted. On the one hand, he hoped that Zhou Xie would say that it was not to his taste, so that he would not have to order food from him in the future;

Zhou Xie rubbed the center of his brows, wondering why this person is so clueless.

"Buy a meal and come here to eat with me." Zhou Xie looked into his eyes and instructed word by word, "It will be like this every day at noon from now on. Do you understand?"

Jiang Xingxing said, "Listen, I understand."

From now on, every day, at noon, I will accompany the boss and have dinner.

Then can he still eat this meal? !

Can he choose to quit lunch?

There are many people in the company, and it is very difficult to wait for the elevator when I get off work.

By the time Jiang Xingxing bought his lunch and ran into the chairman's office panting, it was almost half an hour later.

At first, I thought that Zhou Xie must have finished his lunch, but when he entered the door, he found that he was sitting back at his desk, flipping through a document in his hand.

Looks a bit like waiting for him.

But Jiang Xingxing prefers that the boss has other things to delay.

The two sat down on both sides of the tea table. Zhou Xie glanced at his lunch, which included marinated chicken legs, braised fish nuggets, and stir-fried cabbage sum, and burst out laughing: "Good appetite."

Jiang Xingxing twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment. He didn't eat enough in the morning, so he shouldn't eat more at noon.

When sitting opposite each other for dinner, the two of them would occasionally talk, Zhou Xie would ask questions, and Jiang Xingxing would answer.

Zhou Xie took a bite of grilled eel and thought it tasted good, so he picked up another piece and held it up in front of him, asking him, "Do you mind?"

Jiang Xingxing raised his head from the lunch box, glanced at Zhou Xie, then at Eel, not sure what he meant, but subconsciously replied: "Uh, I don't mind..."

So the piece of grilled eel was placed on his rice.

Jiang Xingxing didn't react, and stared at the piece of grilled eel for a long time.

Zhou Xie continued to eat with a calm expression, and asked after a while: "What have you been up to in the morning?"

Jiang Xingxing swallowed the fish in his mouth, wiped his mouth guiltyly, and was embarrassed to tell him that he was only busy ordering food for him all morning, for fear that the boss would feel that he was doing foreign work, so he could only vaguely say: "Just, sort out the supplies and prepare the purchase list ..."

Zhou Xie took a sip of coffee: "You are a student of International Trade, why did you enter the logistics?"

Jiang Xingxing answered irrelevantly: "The logistics are pretty good."

"25 years old... Do you have career development goals? For example, what position do you want to be in the future?"

Deputy Minister, Deputy Minister, Deputy Minister!

Jiang Xingxing said it many times in his heart, but the exit became: "It's good to have a job. I plan to work hard in the logistics department and continue to work for a long time."

He deliberately bit the word "for a long time" very hard, hoping that Zhou Xie would hear it in his heart, and don't want to fire him every now and then.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Xie was noncommittal after listening to it, holding a cup of coffee and looking out the window, after a long while, he said, "It's good."

Light and fluttering, the ending is upturned, and the corners of the mouth are also curved.

The next morning, as soon as Jiang Xingxing ordered lunch for Zhou Xie, Lao Hu called him to the office.

"How?" Lao Hu looked at him nervously, "Mr. Zhou has nothing to dissatisfy, right?"

Jiang Xingxing thought for a while: "It's not bad."

Now that this is all said, Jiang Xingxing still asked him without giving up: "Did Mr. Zhou really say 'only let him give it away'? Did he call my name?"

Lao Hu nodded: "Yes." He put his hand to his ear as a phone, imitating Zhou Xie's tone, "I will let Jiang Xingxing take care of my lunch from now on, and let him deliver it."

Jiang Xingxing: ...

Lao Hu looked at him probingly: "You two really..."

Jiang Xingxing stood up abruptly: "I'm leaving."

"Hey, hey, don't worry, I still have business to talk about." Lao Hu held him back, with a mysterious expression on his face, and lowered his voice, "After half a month, there will be job competition."

Jiang Xingxing's eyes widened suddenly, "Really?"

"How could the news above be false." Lao Hu smirked and patted Jiang Xingxing on the shoulder, "Take good care of the boss, maybe the position of deputy minister will be appointed directly without competition."