It is strictly forbidden to find an ex to sell miserably

Wen Zhao only had a one-day vacation, Pei Yuan woke up once in a daze before he left, fell asleep again without saying a word, and didn't wake up on time around 08:30 as usual.

Wen Zhao thought about the "suffering" that Pei Yuan suffered last night, raised the corners of his lips, leaned down and kissed his forehead, then put on his coat and went out.

Pei Yuan didn't fully wake up until 11:30.

He stared at the ceiling, paused for a while, played the picture of last night in his mind, and then let out a breath.

Maybe it's because the two of them held back for too long in three years, and last night was a little intense.

It was so intense that his back hurt and his legs were sore.

Unexpectedly, the tie he gave was used by Wen Zhao as a prop. First, he blindfolded to sharpen his senses, and then tied his hands so that he could not struggle, and put them on top of his head.

Pei Yuan rubbed the bridge of his nose.

I looked down and saw marks all over my body, from collarbone to chest to waist and finally to thighs...

Pei Yuan: ...

None of the few relationships three years ago was like this one.

He touched his phone, and several WeChat messages popped up.

There are Wenzhao, Xiaohe, and Sun Qihua.

Wen Zhao reported to him the progress of his work, Xiao He sent congratulatory greetings, and Sun Qihua was chatting with him about Xingyuan.

Pei Yuan replied to the first two before he looked at Sun Qihua's news with a solemn expression.

Sun Qihua: [Xiao Pei, there is a change in the company's personnel, and another high-level executive needs to be airborne. 】

Sun Qihua: [And I heard rumors that a group of people are going to be fired, including Qin Boyi. 】

Sun Qihua: [Oh, everyone in the company is panicking now. 】

Pei Yuan frowned, and tapped to reply: [Brother Sun, take care of yourself. 】

【I will. ] Sun Qihua replied in seconds, 【Have you found a new job yet?Little Pei. 】

[I found it. I interviewed a family yesterday, and it went well. I decided to join the job tomorrow. 】

【Row. 】

【That's good. 】

After chatting with Sun Qihua, Pei Yuan got up.

Originally, it was planned to deliver food to Wen Zhao at noon, but now it is too late.

Wen Zhao said that it's okay, it just allows Pei Yuan to rest more.

So Pei Yuan didn't go out all day, and Wen Zhao came back around seven o'clock in the evening.

He didn't just come back from work, but he went back to his dilapidated rented house first, and came here after packing up some things. In the current situation, it is basically impossible to separate him from Pei Yuan. And living with Pei Yuan is more conducive to the development of his affairs.

After dinner, the two returned to the bedroom.

Pei Yuan sorted out Wen Zhao's things, and asked while tidying up, "Do you want to find another job in the future?" He looked at Wen Zhao, "This job is too tiring now, and when you were in school, your performance was not good enough. It’s pretty good, you can give it a try if it doesn’t involve a position of the same major.”

"I'm thinking about it." Wen Zhao said, walking behind Pei Yuan, hugging him from behind, lowering his head and sniffing the back of his neck, before adding another sentence, "I also think this job is too tiring. , so I have already proposed to the store manager to resign, today is actually my last day to go to the milk tea shop, and tomorrow I will participate in two interviews."

One side of Pei Yuan's head: "So fast?"

Wen Zhao's eyes brightened: "Of course, we can definitely think of a place to go. I used to be alone, so that way of life is okay, but I'm not alone now. I still have you. I must be there for us. Think about it, not just for myself, I want to spend more time with you, and I have to work in a milk tea shop and part-time in a bar, this is not my ideal state."

Wen Zhao spoke seriously, and his voice was right next to Pei Yuan's ear.

Pei Yuan stroked the back of his hand, turned around, and kissed his lips: "Okay."

"We'll get better and better."

Wen Zhao couldn't help laughing: "I just said so much, how can just one kiss be enough?" He pressed Pei Yuan's waist, "I won't make trouble with you tonight, just once, Pei Yuan, is that okay?"

Pei Yuan: "..."

As a result, Wen Zhao said it once, just like the big spoon of "I just eat a spoonful" on the Internet.

Fortunately, it didn't affect getting up the next morning. Pei Yuan dressed casually and got on the bus at the gate of the community.

The new company is called "Qiyue", and it is also a paper company, but it is a little smaller than "Xingyuan" in scale, and the two companies are in a competitive relationship.

Because it was so close and the bus was only a few stops away, Pei Yuan arrived at the office building on time.

Now is the rush hour for going to work, this area is full of office buildings, there are many office workers, people come and go at the moment, everyone is in a hurry, and they are afraid that they will be deducted for being late.

Pei Yuan also stepped into the gate of the office building with his long legs.

There are six elevators in total, and there are a lot of people and it is a bit crowded. Fortunately, it is not too late, and the queue does not affect much.

After 3 minutes, he reached the 13th floor.

The next step is a set of operations for entry. Half an hour later, he sat at his desk and turned on the computer.

This is a public area, not very dense, there are only six people in a row, his position is close to the aisle, and on the right side of the aisle is a large window with a good view.

Coupled with the office environment and computer configuration, Pei Yuan felt that this new starting point was quite good.

Wen Zhao got up with Pei Yuan, and said that the interview was at 09:30 in the morning, and the company was a bit far away, so he needed to make early preparations, but it was still Pei Yuan who went out first, and after he left the community, he went to the He got into the car driven by the driver Brother Zhao and sat in the back row.

He is not going to other places, but "Xingyuan", which is Pei Yuan's last company.

He wanted to see what the scumbag and the vice president who played Pei Yuan around were capable of.

As the so-called "three fires for a new official to take office", Wen Zhao did not intend to appear with a smiling face, he had a cold face, and he seemed to have no emotion.

The scale of "Xingyuan" company in Crane City is not very large, and the office building only has two floors, which is just a small company for their entire group.

Wen Zhao entered the office building and pressed the elevator going up.

The secretary who picked him up downstairs tried to maintain a smile, but felt a little tormented. Why is the elevator, which is usually fast, so slow today?

As soon as the elevator arrived, the secretary said, "Here we are, Mr. Wen."

"Ah."

Wen Zhao lifted his foot first and got out of the elevator.

He didn't look sideways, the first thing he went to was not his office, but the high-level meeting room, where all the middle and high-level executives of the company were sitting.

The moment the door opened, the conference room, which was still a little restless, suddenly became quiet.

Wen Zhao frowned, walked a few steps and sat down at the vacant main seat, and the secretary also took his seat.

This meeting room can accommodate 25 people, and the seats are full now.

Wen Zhao lowered his head and flipped through the documents placed by the secretary in front of him. It was full of information about these middle and high-level officials. Before he came, he already had a general understanding of it. Now that he flipped through it in front of these people, he felt different. .

"Mr. Wen." It was Zheng Xin who spoke first, and she smiled softly, "I'm Zheng Xin."

Wen Zhao flicked through the documents for a moment, then slowly raised his eyes and looked at Zheng Xin: "Vice President Zheng, is that right?"

In the workplace, the word "deputy" is generally not called by default.

Whether it is a deputy general manager or a deputy minister, the staff below will delete the word "deputy".

But Wen Zhao is not an ordinary employee.

Zheng Xin's eyelids twitched when he heard this address, but his expression was still very natural: "It's me."

"Row."

Wen Zhao's expression was still indifferent, he simply began to call the names directly: "Minister Zhang of the sales department, why is the company's performance in the first quarter not as good as last year?"

"Minister Wu from the marketing department, you can also tell me the reason."

……

Until he called the name "Qin Boyi", he looked at Qin Boyi who was sitting in the back row, and said unceremoniously, "Minister Qin, what performance have you made after you have been in the company for a year?"

Qin Boyi swallowed unconsciously when he received his gaze.

Before today, he had already received news that the new general manager was going to lay off people, and as a bastard, he was naturally among the options for being laid off.

"Mr. Wen, the economic situation has not been good in the past two years." Qin Boyi smiled reluctantly.

Wen Zhao pressed his eyebrows: "Really?"

He tapped the table again with his fingertips, and said lightly, "You don't think that Vice Zheng is always your wife, so you can do whatever you want?"