Oops!The boss checks my leveling situation!

You go to test your eyesight. "

Xiao Meng fell silent in a pile of golden frames, and after a while he raised his head: "Can you not make it so bright? My eyes may not be able to bear it."

The shopkeeper immediately dragged out the next box: "This! It's all black!"

Looking at the four-digit price tag, Xiao Meng subconsciously wanted to hold his chest. Is this store so expensive?Did the boss bring me here to kill a customer? !

Xiao Meng asked in a low voice without ambition: "Is there any cheaper one?"

The shopkeeper thought to himself, the boss friend is so diligent and thrifty in managing the house, it must be because the boss is rushing to pay the bill!How can I add so much work pressure to my boss!

The shopkeeper whispered to him very kindly: "It's for others, but it's [-]% off for us."

Xiao Meng was shocked, this is too straightforward!

He finally chose a frame that was similar to the previous one. The president took a look and said it was not good-looking, and the shop owner immediately agreed: "Your eyes are big, don't wear this kind of frame, the more you wear it, the smaller your eyes will be! Come here vice!"

He took out a pair of round frames from the grid: "How about it!"

Xiao Meng subconsciously wanted to take the glasses off his face, the president reached out and snatched them to help him put them on, and took a picture of Xiao Meng's blank expression by the way.

Be as good as a teenager who came out of the Middle Ages, if you ignore the straps on your body.

Xiao Meng hesitated for a moment: "Boss, did you just shoot?"

The president hummed: "Look at it, if it suits you, go and dispense it, lest it's too late for you to go back to the hospital."

Xiao Meng leaned over to look at his mobile phone, and the CEO smelled the smell of alcohol disinfectant. For some reason, he didn't hate it anymore. Instead, he was a little lucky. Fortunately, I was worried that he would check it that day.

Xiao Meng frowned and looked at himself: "It's not that it's bad, I always feel weird. Maybe I haven't tried wearing this kind of frame before."

The president turned off the phone: "Well, go in and tune it."

Xiaomeng followed the shopkeeper all the way over, obediently doing the eyesight test.In the end, I waited for more than 30 minutes before the glasses were matched.Xiaomeng wanted to pay, but the shopkeeper directly pressed him and refused to give it.

Shopkeeper: "It's my honor for Shao Dong to bring friends to the shop, how dare I take your money!"

The president looked confused: "Nonsense! I've never done such a thing to get a card! I'll sign it for you, and you can find the financial reimbursement yourself!"

It was originally a rivalry between two people, but now it has become a group of three people. Finally, the CEO looked at the time and found that it was already past 7:[-] pm. He should send Xiaomeng back to the hospital in time to prevent the situation from happening again.

Xiao Meng is still getting used to the new glasses and only has a few hundred dollars.He always felt that he owed the president a lot of favors, such as taking him to the hospital, arranging a bed for him, and taking him to get glasses.

He still couldn't help converting other people's kindness to him into money. He knew that this was a bad behavior and an opportunity to alienate the relationship between the two parties, but he couldn't help it.

Especially for a CEO who is not short of money, he often sees this kind of choice when watching TV dramas.The heroine worked hard to get the money and mustered up the courage to say that she didn't owe the hero, and the hero directly burned the hard-earned money in front of the heroine, and said with a smoke ring that it was not enough for me to smoke a cigar.

Xiao Meng grabbed the doorknob and hesitated: "Thank you for today."

The president didn't answer him, and focused on driving. Xiao Meng felt a little embarrassed and touched his nose.

The president thought to himself, say thank you today, won't you want to tear my bones apart in a few days? !

It's better not to say anything yet.

When he arrived at the hospital, the president sat next to Xiaomeng with his computer, put the computer on the table, and did not forget to bring out the bed table for Xiaomeng.

Xiao Meng was very embarrassed holding the external network card, and saw the president go out to pick up a network cable and router and come back: "Boss, are you so thoughtful?"

The president's heart was heavy: "I thought the glasses would be finished quickly, and I could call again when I got home."

Xiao Meng: "...so why don't you go home first?"

CEO: "No, my dad just told me that he told me not to go back tonight. He brought someone to hold a party at home, and he is afraid that I will go downstairs with a chair and splatter three feet of blood in a fit of anger."

Xiao Meng: "... Uncle is always strong, can you be happy like this?"

The president nodded: "Yes, if he didn't go to bake the oil once every six months and pull the skin once every three years, I would suspect that he is my real brother."

Xiao Meng covered his face: "Okay, then you go back early after the fight."

In the next few days of contact, Xiaomeng ate the box lunch provided by the hospital cafeteria, went up to play games when he was free, and went to sleep when he was not in the mood, feeling that he had obviously gained weight.The feet were removed first, he jumped up and down, and didn't tell the president that he planned to go back to his rented room first.

When he arrived at the door of his house in a taxi and opened the door with the key, he was shocked.

"Where is my big family?"

The rented house was empty, as if it had been forcibly demolished. The emotion and guilt these days were washed away by the despair after the demolition.

He took out his mobile phone and tried to calm down his voice: "Hello, boss."

46. ​​I don't want you to live in the unknown

After the president answered the phone, Xiao Meng fell silent instead.

The silence made the president a little flustered, he hesitated: "What do you want to say?"

After thinking about it, Xiao Mengsi chose the most peaceful tone, as if talking about what to eat for dinner: "What's wrong with my home?"

CEO: "Are you discharged? Wait for me there."

A familiar car appeared in front of him, and when he met his eyes, the president subconsciously thought that Xiao Meng had changed his mind.

Xiao Meng: "Boss, what did you do to my family?"

CEO: "Are you sure I did it?"

Xiao Meng: "Apart from me and the landlord, who else has the key?"

President: "Follow me somewhere."

He turned around and walked towards the car. He took two steps and felt that the people behind him hadn't followed him. He subconsciously grabbed his hand: "Let me give you an explanation."

Xiaomeng wanted to shake his head, but the president was so strong that he was dragged into the car. After locking the door, the president took two deep breaths: "I don't want you to live in the unknown."

"Then you ruined what I have?" Xiao Meng stared at him in the rearview mirror: "As I said, I don't think about moving."

"Maybe I'll go with you before," the president fastened his seat belt, and said in a heavy tone, "but not today, sit tight."

He stepped on the accelerator, the yardage soared to 40 yards, turned the steering wheel sharply, and turned around and drove out.Xiaomeng was in a very depressed mood, and fragments of various memories echoed in his mind. Rows of trees outside the car window reversed at an extremely fast speed in his field of vision, giving way one by one.

The president's car drove to the back of a five-star hotel. Xiao Meng watched the door open and tentatively glanced at the sky. An airplane was blowing exhaust and leaving a long trail.

"I know you're not happy," the president said in a rare low-key tone, "but this is my last compromise."

Xiao Meng didn't understand yet, so he grabbed him into the back door of the hotel, took a black card into the exterior landscape elevator, swiped it and went straight up.His face gradually turned pale: "Did I tell you, I'm a little afraid of heights."

The president was taken aback, and moved two steps into his line of sight: "What now?"

Xiaomeng squatted down subconsciously, covering her mouth with her hand: "Fortunately..."

The president bent down to help him up, but Xiao Meng subconsciously pushed away and hugged herself.

Ding.

Their floor arrived, but fortunately, no one came out to greet them. As soon as the elevator door opened, the layout was familiar, but the furniture had changed. The designer thoughtfully restored all the decorations with new materials, but the surface was painted again. Pigment used to make it look old.

The president glanced at him: "Are you okay?"

Xiaomeng held on to the elevator door and struggled to remember: "How much did you spend?"

CEO: "Compared to your safety, money is no problem."

Xiaomeng got out of the elevator door: "So for my safety, you raised my house 50 floors...nearly 150 meters? That's really...safe."

His voice was staccato, unable to express emotion.

President: "It's 3 kilometers away from your original home, 2 kilometers closer to the center, and then nearby..."

He lay on the table: "Leave me alone..."

The president has thought about many situations, but he never thought of him being so quiet: "Okay, take care... Be quiet."

He turned around and retreated into the elevator, swiped his card, and the elevator quickly brought him back to the horizon.

Xiao Meng lay on the table for a long time, only his own breathing could be heard in the quiet room.

What he feared most happened.

"Are you an idiot..." He endured it for a while, hammering the table with his hands, tears streaming down his face, "Boss, you are a fucking idiot!"

He is not afraid of heights, nor is he worried about safety, he just hopes to blend into the crowd and be a normal person.

Even if he was beaten, bullied, used as a purse, extorted money, ordered around, used as a labor force,...he could still deceive himself that he was needed by others.

Everything is back to square one.

He still remembers standing alone on the podium in the first grade because no one wanted to be at the same table as him.The classmates said that he had a strange smell, and he was washing clothes there in the winter, so now he would subconsciously spray himself with disinfectant every once in a while... The adults said he was not gregarious, and his grades were not good, so he went crazy I went to study, thinking that if my grades improved, someone would be willing to chat with him and discuss issues, but I didn't expect to be even more isolated.

Every day I have to go back to the orphanage and lie to the dean who worked hard for him to get a chance to study. He lied to him that he has many friends in school and everyone cares about him. In fact, it is more