bro i was wrong

Sun Rong, the sales champion of the sales branch of the group.

The woman who stood outside Zhou Xie's room early in the morning was airborne and became the deputy head of the logistics department.

Throughout the morning, Jiang Xingxing was in a particularly bad mood.

He was angry, but he didn't know who he was angry with and why he was angry.

Sitting on the workstation, he felt as if a big stone was blocked in his heart. He felt awkward in doing anything, and felt unpleasant in everything he looked at.

I poured water into my mouth glass by glass, but my throat was still burning with pain and astringency.

At 10:30, the phone alarm clock rang.This is the alarm clock he specially set up to order Zhou Xie's meal. He was afraid that he would forget something because of his busy schedule and delay the boss's meal.

Jiang Xingxing stared at the phone for a long time, and finally realized why he was angry.

Anyone can do this deputy minister, except Sun Rong.

It stands to reason that the transfer of personnel between the group and various branches is very common, but most of them are equal transfers at the same level or promotions.Like Sun Rong, she was directly transferred from a subordinate branch to the group head office, and even got promoted, which has never happened in so many years.

The only thing that can be explained is that she stood at the door of Zhou Xie's room that day.

Jiang Xingxing suddenly felt extremely disappointed.

It's not that he doesn't know how common it is to trade power, money and sex in the society. Just talking about their elites, there have been countless versions of the scandal between Mr. Qi and a few female colleagues.

But after these days of contact, he instinctively felt that Zhou Xie was not that kind of person.

Zhou Xie is different from them.

Lao Hu helped Sun Rong complete the transfer procedures and returned, and called him to the office when he saw the situation.

Before he could start to comfort him, Jiang Xingxing spoke first: "Minister, I don't want to order food for the boss anymore."

He didn't want to see Zhou Xie again, because he was afraid that when the two of them were alone, the disappointment and disdain on his face would not be able to hide.

Lao Hu sighed: "Okay, I understand. Leave it to me."

He continued to comfort Jiang Xingxing with words like "you are still young" and "you still have a chance", but Jiang Xingxing shook his head.

He couldn't explain to Lao Hu that he wasn't angry because he lost his position as deputy minister.

There was a secret, unspoken emotion simmering in his heart. Jiang Xingxing thought about it, and it was probably called "self-confident sentimentality".

Zhou Xie said they were "fan friends", Zhou Xie said "I'll support you", Zhou Xie said "he doesn't matter"...

These are Zhou Xie's goodwill towards him. Zhou Xie has also given the same kindness to others, and maybe even more.

But Jiang Xingxing took it seriously.

It's like the girl just smiled at him, but he even thought of the child's name.

If you are passionate, you will harm others and yourself.

Jiang Xingxing smiled self-deprecatingly.

"I'm fine," he said.

Before the ending sound fell, the eye circles were red first.He closed his eyes somewhat wanting to hide.

Lao Hu looked at his face being beaten by Shuang, and sighed, "Young man..." and didn't continue.

At noon that day, Jiang Xingxing decided to stand on the last post.He only took Zhou Xie's takeaway and went upstairs, intending to send it to the secretariat later, and told Tu Xue that he couldn't come to deliver lunch because of something else, and asked the boss to hire another Gao Ming.

But as soon as he arrived at the secretariat, Tu Xue stopped him with a little apology before he even opened his mouth to explain the lame reason he made up: "Sorry, Xiao Jiang, the boss is not convenient today, just leave the meal with me and go back .”

Jiang Xingxing was taken aback, and subconsciously glanced at the chairman's office. The magnificent red-brown door was tightly closed, as if to completely isolate all the secrets inside from the outside world.

"Got it." Jiang Xingxing lowered his eyelids.

Rao was mentally prepared, but still felt his heart drop.

While waiting for the elevator, Jiang Xingxing thought to himself, now they are not even fan friends anymore.

The elevator door opened, and a figure rushed out from inside, slamming into Jiang Xingxing's shoulder.The man was so anxious that he rushed into the secretariat after saying "I'm sorry".Jiang Xingxing looked at her back and recognized her as another secretary of the Secretariat, surnamed Hao.

He didn't take this episode to heart, rubbed his shoulders and went downstairs.

He didn't go to the restaurant, but went straight back to the workstation and lay down on his stomach.

I don't know why, but the corners of my eyes are swollen, and my heart is still sore.

Just when the corners of his mouth were puckered and tears were about to flow out, his cell phone rang.

Jiang Xingxing raised his head and quickly looked around to make sure no one noticed him, so he quickly picked up the phone.

It was an unfamiliar mobile phone number, Jiang Xingxing picked it up without any precautions, and then heard an extremely weak voice coming from the receiver: "Where did you go?"

Jiang Xingxing was taken aback for a moment, thinking that the voice sounded familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, whoever it was if it wasn't Zhou Xie.

For nearly a month, at this time, he could always hear the voice in his office on the 23rd floor.

Before the soreness in his heart subsided, Jiang Xingxing asked eagerly: "What's wrong with you?"

Zhou Xie's voice was not right.

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, then Shi Shiran said, "I'm dying. You don't have to hurry up."

Although he was joking, Jiang Xingxing could tell that Zhou Xie didn't have the strength to speak at all, so he must be really uncomfortable.

He thought of Secretary Hao's anxious look just now, his heart suddenly rose, he said "immediately" to the phone, and then ran towards the elevator.

The elevator went very slowly and almost stopped on the first floor.During the period, people kept going up and down, and it took Jiang Xingxing more than five minutes to sit from the fourth floor to the thirteenth floor.

He was anxious, so he simply got off the elevator on the thirteenth floor, found the steps and began to climb.

The first five or six floors were relatively easy, but Jiang Xingxing's legs began to tremble on the last three floors.

When he ran to the chairman's office out of breath, he was stopped by Tu Xue again.

Jiang Xingxing raised his phone, out of breath: "Mr. Zhou asked me to come."

Tu Xue looked at him suspiciously, and was about to call Zhou Xie to ask about the situation, when the door of the chairman's office was pulled open from the inside.

The door opened a crack, and Zhou Xie showed half of his body inside, beckoning to Jiang Xingxing: "Come in."

Jiang Xingxing looked at him, his brain hadn't issued a command, but his feet had already walked towards him uncontrollably.

Tu Xue glanced at Jiang Xingxing, put down the phone in her hand, and said to Zhou Xie, "Mr. Zhou, do you need me to stop other visitors?"

Zhou Xie glanced at her and thought for a while: "Okay."

After finishing speaking, he pulled Jiang Xingxing's wrist and dragged him directly into the office, even locking the door from the inside.

Jiang Xingxing was being pulled by him, and he could feel the heat of his palm. Looking at his sweat-drenched temples, Jiang Xingxing wanted to ask you what's wrong, but Zhou Xie suddenly threw him on the sofa when he opened his mouth.

Unprepared, Jiang Xingxing plunged into the soft and wide sofa.Zhou Xie walked over, pinched her waist and bent down in front of him, without saying a word, just staring at him.

There was ferocity, grievance and complaint in his eyes. If he hadn't really seen his pale skin and lips at this moment, Jiang Xingxing really thought that Zhou Xie was going to roll up his sleeves and beat him up.

Seeing him so resentfully, Jiang Xingxing felt guilty for no reason, and his confidence in speaking lost a bit: "You...what's wrong with you..."

Zhou Xie still didn't speak, the sweat on his face was so much that it started to slide down his temples.Suddenly he hissed, his whole face wrinkled, clutching his stomach, he fell down, and fell into Jiang Xingxing's arms.

Jiang Xingxing was startled by him, and quickly sat up straight to help him up, when Zhou Xie said, "Don't move, let me lean on for a while."

Jiang Xingxing didn't dare to move immediately.His cooperation greatly pleased Zhou Xie. He adjusted his posture, lay on his side and curled up on the sofa, resting his head on his lap.

Jiang Xingxing: ... this ...

A head was suddenly placed on his leg. Jiang Xingxing felt itchy, but he didn't dare to move. He didn't know where to put his hands, so he simply raised them up high, as if surrendering.

After enduring the pain, Zhou Xie opened her eyelids and let out a long breath: "It hurts me to death."

He was still covering his stomach with his hands, rubbing it gently one by one.

After rubbing for a long time, I found that the person on the pillow was motionless.He glanced at Jiang Xingxing, and burst out laughing: "What is your posture, "Hands Up"?"

Jiang Xingxing was a little embarrassed, clenched his hand raised in mid-air into a fist, and scratched his head trying to hide it.

Zhou Xie directly raised her hand, grabbed his wrist, pulled his hand down, pressed it to her side, and muttered: "Stupid."

Jiang Xingxing: ...don't care about patients.

"Is it better now?" Jiang Xingxing looked down at his face, feeling that his blood color had returned slightly, and he was not so pale, so he leaned over to the table and took out a few pieces of paper, and helped Zhou Xie remove the hair from his temples bit by bit. Wipe off cold sweat.

Zhou Xie hadn't been taken care of so attentively for a long time, and the corners of his mouth curled up secretly where Jiang Xingxing couldn't see.

After wiping his sweat off, Jiang Xingxing asked again, "Do you want to drink some water?"

"Don't drink." Zhou Xie turned over, face up, continued to pillow his thigh, staring at him, "It's all your fault."

Jiang Xingxing groaned, subconsciously thinking that there was something wrong with the lunch he bought, and couldn't help but panic: "It's lunch..."

"Yes." Zhou Xie admitted it firmly, and lied to the sheep without blushing, "I started to feel uncomfortable after eating the food you bought, what should you do?"

Jiang Xingxing's face also turned pale, "Then...then have you taken your medicine? Shall I take you to the hospital? Don't worry, I will pay for the medical expenses... Also, there are lost wages, nutrition expenses, if In need of care...”

Zhou Xie grasped the point at once: "'Need." His right thumb lightly rubbed the inside of Jiang Xingxing's wrist, "Need to take care of."

Jiang Xingxing was full of guilt at the moment, even if Zhou Xie said that he would go to the sky to pick up the stars, he could go, and he agreed: "Alright then, I will accompany you to the doctor first..."

"Deal." Zhou Xie got a satisfactory answer, sat up from his lap, strode back to his desk, turned on the computer, and typed a few lines on the keyboard. Get the shadow of stomach pain.

After a while, Zhou Xie patted Jiang Xingxing with two pieces of paper that had just been printed out, and stuffed the pen into his hand: "Let's sign it."

Jiang Xingxing was confused by him, picked up the paper and looked at it, and found that the title was——

"Personal Assistant Employment Contract"? !