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Jiang Xingxing fled back to the logistics department in embarrassment.

As soon as he sat down at the work station, Lao Hu called him to the office again.

"How is it?" Lao Hu leaned forward and asked him mysteriously, "How is Mr. Zhou feeling today?"

Jiang Xingxing looked dull and shook his head in despair.

The boss is in a bad mood, and his mood is even worse.

Just now, the boss said he was fierce.

Say him, fierce.

fierce……

The corner of Jiang Xingxing's mouth collapsed, and he looked at Lao Hu in despair: "Minister, I might..."

To be fired.

Lao Hu hummed, not knowing the twists and turns in his heart, thinking that he was simply frightened by the angry boss, so he coaxed him with the mentality of coaxing a child: "It's okay, it's okay. He's angry with him, you Bring your meal. No one asked you to stand there and wait for him to finish eating. Don't be afraid, we are not afraid."

Jiang Xingxing: ...

Not only did he have to wait for the boss to finish eating, he also had to accompany the boss there to finish eating.

Lao Hu's words can be regarded as a model of ineffective consolation.

The old Hu looked at him for a long time, afraid that he would spoil the pick and spoil the impression of the entire logistics department in the heart of the new boss, rolled his eyes, and was about to give him a boost.

"Do you know why I went there this morning?" Lao Hu knocked on the table, "Hey, cheer up."

Jiang Xingxing had a look of lovelessness on his face, and he was speechless: "Huh?"

Lao Hu lowered his voice and said, "I went to Vice President Xu. I made it clear to him that the logistics department needs a leading deputy director. I also told him about your contribution to our department in the past three years."

He knocked on Jiang Xingxing's forehead resentfully, and said earnestly: "There are only a dozen days left, you have to take care of Mr. Zhou for me. By then, you will become the deputy minister. Go shopping today and tomorrow For supplies, I will naturally push you to order food..."

Lao Hu's words really played a certain role.

After Jiang Xingxing went back, he thought about it all afternoon, thinking that if he really became the deputy minister, no matter how much Zhou Xie disliked him, he couldn't just fire him...

With Lao Hu's booster, Jiang Xingxing obediently went to Zhou Xie's office again at noon on the third day.

With Zhou Xie's instructions the day before, Tu Xue sent him directly to the door.Jiang Xingxing walked in with the takeaway, and when he turned his head, he saw several executive vice presidents sitting in the reception area, looking up at him in surprise.

Jiang Xingxing: ...

This is so...

Jiang Xingxing is used to being honest. He was afraid of teachers when he was a child, and he is afraid of leaders when he grows up.

It's nothing to say hello to each other on weekdays, and it's nothing to serve tea and water during meetings, after all, no one will pay special attention to him.

But now, several high-ranking leaders are staring at him in unison. This scene is not like Ling Chi, but it is almost the same.

Seeing him coming, Zhou Xie took the initiative to pinch his cigarette.With him taking the lead, several other vice presidents who were smoking followed suit inexplicably to put out their cigarettes.

Vice President Xu was in charge of human resources and logistics, so he knew Jiang Xingxing, and when he saw him standing blankly at the door, he couldn't help being anxious: "Xiao Jiang, didn't you see this meeting? Why are you so blind... Get out."

Jiang Xingxing came to his senses with a cry, and quickly apologized incoherently: "I'm sorry Mr. Xu, I'm sorry leaders, I'll..."

"It's okay." Zhou Xie interrupted him, raised his finger and pointed in the direction of the tea table, "Go and sit there and wait for me for a while, I'll be right there."

Several vice presidents looked back at Zhou Xie in surprise.

The action is very uniform.

Jiang Xingxing glanced at the expressions on the faces of the vice presidents, and said anxiously: "Mr. Zhou, why don't I..." He pointed out the door, ready to rub the soles of his feet with oil.

"It's okay if I say it's okay." Zhou Xie simply got up, strode to him, reached out to take the takeaway bag in his hand, and at the same time walked towards the window with his shoulders, "Wait for me here for a while , it will end soon.”

At this moment, the vice presidents stretched their necks behind them, and followed Zhou Xie and Jiang Xingxing closely with their eyes.

Seeing Zhou Xie take the takeaway from Jiang Xingxing's hands, the mouths of the vice presidents opened a little wider, and seeing him hugging Jiang Xingxing's shoulders, the mouths of the vice presidents opened a little more.When Zhou Xie sent Jiang Xingxing back to the tea table, the vice presidents could almost stuff an egg into their mouths.

Jiang Xingxing was pushed by Zhou Xie to sit on the edge of the tea table. He didn't even dare to look at the reception area over there. His neck was stiff, he sat upright, and he didn't dare to move. It's red and red.

Zhou Xie acted like nothing happened, Shi Shiran sat back on the sofa, picked up the project proposal: "Continue." After a pause, he added, "Speed ​​up."

The vice president who was in charge of the report was a little confused. He glanced at Jiang Xingxing by the window and reminded him in a low voice: "Mr. Zhou, the confidentiality level of this project is 'top secret'. Do you want this young man to..."

Zhou Xie interrupted him directly: "It doesn't matter to him. You continue."

Several vice presidents glanced at each other, with intriguing expressions on their faces.

Sitting on the edge of the tea table for Jiang Xingxing was more difficult than sitting on the red-hot kang.From time to time, the inquiring eyes from the reception area next to him were cut on him like knives, making him so embarrassed that he had no place to rest his hands and feet.

After another ten minutes, the report was finally completed, and Zhou Xie made a few comments before sending them away.

They got up together, and Jiang Xingxing subconsciously stood up, meeting the eyes of several bosses.Jiang Xingxing pursed his lips and bowed halfway: "Leaders...bye...bye."

The only one who knows him among these bosses is Vice President Xu. Vice President Xu glanced at him and then at Zhou Xie, and couldn't help but whispered: "Mr. Zhou, Xiao Jiang has not been working for a long time, and he may not be so thoughtful in his work. How much do you do?" Forgive me. If you feel there is a problem, you can come to me at any time, and if you want to change someone..."

Zhou Xie turned to look at Jiang Xingxing with his head down, with a smile on his face: "No, he's fine."

The voice was not loud, but Jiang Xingxing over there could hear it clearly.

He raised his head and glanced at Zhou Xie quickly, then quickly lowered his head, and the fingers hanging by his side unconsciously curled into fists.

Vice President Xu didn't finish his sentence, but he reacted quickly.He glanced at Zhou Xie with a complicated expression, then at Jiang Xingxing, said "That's good", and then hurriedly left.

When they were all gone, Jiang Xingxing finally breathed a sigh of relief, his legs softened, and he sat back on the chair without hesitation.

Zhou Xie had already walked up to him and raised her hand to rub his hair, but after looking at the little Jiujiu he had tied up, she was still reluctant to do it.

He unwrapped the takeaway bag by himself, bent over and smelled it: "Well, it smells good." He opened Jiang Xingxing's lunch, compared it, and directly exchanged his own share to Jiang Xingxing.

Jiang Xingxing: ...Huh?

He was still in a daze under the scrutiny of several vice presidents, and couldn't understand why Zhou Xie did this for a moment.

Zhou Xie liked him when he saw his cowardly appearance, but she couldn't help but raised her hand to ruffle his hair, blowing out the few strands of hair on top of his head: "I'm going to suppress your shock."

Jiang Xingxing looked at the big meal in front of him, feeling quite uncomfortable.

For this meal, Jiang Xingxing didn't know the taste of the food, and the M9 wagyu beef that he specially ordered for Zhou Xie was tasteless in his mouth, and even he himself felt that he was wasting money.

After finally surviving lunch, Jiang Xingxing was stopped by Zhou Xie just as he was about to leave.

Zhou Xie pushed him to sit on the sofa, and made a pot of tea by himself.

"Taiping Houkui, my dad's favorite. It's hidden very privately, I let me find it today. Come, let's try it together."

He poured a small cup of tea for Jiang Xingxing, handed it over, and when Jiang Xingxing stretched out his hands to take it, he turned his wrist and took it back: "Hey, let me tell you first, this tea is much more expensive than that steak , My dad didn’t hide two taels at all. If you want to drink, just concentrate on tasting it.”

He hid the words and didn't finish: If you want to drink tea, concentrate on drinking tea, don't hang your head down, it makes people feel distressed and flustered.

But Jiang Xingxing withdrew his hand: "Why don't I stop drinking..."

It would be a waste for such a good tea to be drunk by someone who doesn't know much about tea.

Zhou Xie let out a hey, "You really..."

But I really can't hear a good word.

The teacup in his hand almost burned his fingerprints flat, Zhou Xie put the cup in front of Jiang Xingxing, and with a bang, Jiang Xingxing's little heart trembled three times.

Zhou Xie shook her hands, finally got over the pain, moved her buttocks, sat directly beside him, tilted her head and said to others: "Hey, I admit, it might be a shame for you to come in and face those vice presidents directly." It made you uncomfortable, it was because of my lack of consideration, can I apologize to you?"

Jiang Xingxing: ...Huh?

Why...apologize again?

"Ah, what?" Zhou Xie's clutches reached out to his hair again. Anyway, the front was a little messed up, so he lost his scruples and snored a lot, "Isn't it because of this that I felt uncomfortable just now?"

As soon as he sat down, Jiang Xingxing smelled a mixture of perfume and tobacco on his body, and it still smelled good.

Jiang Xingxing touched the tip of his nose subconsciously, and stretched out his hand to straighten his hair again, but this time he didn't feel angry because his hair was touched.

"No," he said.

"What." Zhou Xie didn't respond, "Nothing?"

Jiang Xingxing hesitated for a while, originally he didn't want to say such depressing words in front of the boss, but he was really aggrieved.

In addition, there is a secret and very subtle emotion in his heart that is constantly agitating him: Come on, the person in front of you is not what you imagined at first.

He began to want to trust him inexplicably.

"It's not because of this that I'm uncomfortable." Jiang Xingxing exhaled angrily, "I just felt that I was too... cowardly just now."

Zhou Xie didn't expect him to say this, so she smiled.

Jiang Xingxing: "It's my job to deliver meals to you, and you want me to sit here and wait."

Zhou Xie looked at him with encouragement in his eyes: "Yes, that's right. You continue."

Jiang Xingxing seemed to be angry: "They just look at me, and they can't lose a little bit of meat."

Zhou Xie smiled: "Yes."

Jiang Xingxing was puzzled: "But why am I so afraid of them?"

He was so afraid of teachers when he was young, so he was obviously the most obedient and well-behaved child; when he grew up, he was so afraid of leaders, he was obviously the most serious and loyal employee.

But they are also afraid of this and that.

why.

Zhou Xie looked at him for a long time, and suddenly touched his head very gently: "Don't be afraid. I will support you in the future."

Jiang Xingxing: "Huh?"

The boss's words, his tone, his eyes, his movements...

He turned to look at Zhou Xie: "Boss, why are you..."

Zhou Xie raised his eyebrows, and began to deceive people without changing his face: "Because we are fan friends."