The days of being spoiled by a fierce boss

Zhuang Ze is also strange, he and Cheng Qingfang have lived in this apartment together for so long, and have never met Lu Chengan once, how could he run into Cheng Qingfang when he and Lu Chengan went out to eat Malatang together? ?

He bite the bullet and walked forward, pretending not to see, was about to pass by people, but Lu Chengan stopped, poked Zhuang Ze: "Hey, isn't this who?"

He scratched his head, but couldn't remember Cheng Qingfang's name for a moment.

Cheng Qingfang looked at him coldly.

Zhuang Ze's scalp felt a little numb for a while, and he immediately pulled Lu Chengan behind him to protect him: "Look at your brain, it's Cheng Dong."

"Oh," Lu Cheng'an shyly poked his head out from his back, showing a flattering smile, "Hello, sorry, I remembered, Cheng Qingfang, right?"

Cheng Qingfang glanced at the two of them indifferently, then turned around and entered the elevator.

Zhuang Ze heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it seems that Cheng Qingfang really let him go.

Lu Cheng'an was puzzled: "What's the matter? Why are you so pushy? Didn't you get close to you a few months ago?"

"Don't worry about it," Zhuang Ze taught, "In the future, if you see him, just hide away."

"Okay," Lu Cheng'an responded, feeling a little strange, "Zhuangzi, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so bad?"

"No...it's nothing, there were too many people in the elevator just now, and I felt a little dizzy." Zhuang Ze made random excuses, "Let's go, I'm hungry."

When we arrived at the Malatang restaurant, there were so many people that we had to fight for a seat. If it wasn't for the delicious food and clean food in this restaurant, Zhuang Ze really didn't want to eat.

The two picked two large bowls full of food, Zhuang Ze paid the bill at the counter, and Lu Chengan went to grab a seat.

When Zhuang Ze finished paying the bill and came out, Lu Chengan had already taken the seat, and was chatting with the pretty little sister next to him; developed.

Zhuang Ze couldn't help sighing.

Since Lu Cheng'an became enlightened about the relationship between men and women since his sophomore year, he has been in love three or four times, and he is very devoted every time. Even if he got a good person card, he was poached, but after he was sad, he still didn't learn his lesson. When he saw a beautiful little sister, he couldn't help but want to strike up a conversation.

He was bored while sitting, so he picked up his mobile phone and started browsing Moments.

15 minutes ago, Lu Chengan just posted a Weibo, showing the location, saying that he was going to have a big meal, and Jian Zheng had already replied: You left me for a big meal again [anger.jpg]

These two are really worthy of being controlled by the circle of friends.

Zhuang Ze dutifully liked it, and replied below: Come on, please eat your fill.

Soon, Malatang came up, and the rich aroma rushed over. The two of them were about to feast, when Zhuang Ze's eyes froze.

Cheng Qingfang actually came in from the door, frowned and glanced at the queue at the door, then followed others' example and took a basin and started filling it with ingredients.

"Why is he here?" Lu Cheng'an also found out, leaned close to Zhuang Ze's ear and asked in a low voice, "Isn't he worth tens of billions? It's too cheap to come here to eat?"

"Don't mind your own business." Zhuang Ze warned him.

"Okay, okay, don't worry about his tens of billions, why don't you eat my Mala Tang." Lu Cheng'an said with a smile and said doggerel, and concentrated on dealing with his crabs.

No matter how delicious things are, they are a bit like chewing wax at this moment.

Zhuang Ze was a little worried about Yu Xi's reading Jia, so he took a few mouthfuls, and then turned his head to look, his nerves tensed up again.

Cheng Qing put it next to their table, and politely asked the pretty little sister opposite, "Have you finished eating? Can you give me a seat?"

The pretty little sister frowned: "Who said I've finished eating? I still have soup."

Cheng Qingfang took out his wallet and took out five red skins and put them in front of her: "Have you finished eating now?"

The pretty little sister took the 500 yuan and left in a hurry. Cheng Qing sat down diagonally opposite Zhuang Ze, and ate with a calm expression.

Zhuang Ze lost his appetite and felt like sitting on pins and needles, but Lu Chengan ate very enthusiastically, peeled off the two little white crabs, removed the gills, and handed them to Zhuang Ze: "Come on, Zhuangzi, don't get your hands dirty." Yes, eat with chopsticks."

Cheng Qingfang's hand holding the chopsticks froze, and a barely perceptible sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Zhuang Ze ate two mouthfuls restlessly, and after a while, a whole crab leg meat appeared in front of him, and Lu Chengan showed off, "Look, do you want to eat it?"

"I don't want to." Zhuang Ze glared at him.

Lu Chengan flattered him: "I've worked hard for you these two days, and I peeled it for you specially."

Seeing that the crab leg meat was about to be stuffed into his mouth, Zhuang Ze had no choice but to take it, put it in his mouth in one bite, and urged while eating, "Hurry up."

Lu Cheng'an was surprised: "What are you doing to eat quickly? Anyway, we have nothing to do when we go back. Did we two go to bed together so early?"

It was as if a heavy low air pressure hit from the side all of a sudden.

"You can go and talk to your newly added beautiful sister, so as not to be caught first." Zhuang Ze said flatly.

"It makes sense," Lu Cheng'an immediately regained his spirits, "If I can catch up with this pretty little sister, I'll peel your crab legs for the rest of my life."

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The low pressure finally disappeared, and Zhuang Ze breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't know how Cheng Qingfang came to eat at this unassuming Mala Tang.If you say you came after him on purpose, he doesn't think he's so attractive; if you say you met him by chance, he doesn't think it's such a coincidence.

But no matter what, Cheng Qingfang couldn't let Cheng Qingfang misunderstand that he was having an affair with Lu Chengan, otherwise his self-esteem as a man couldn't stand it, and what should he do if he messed around again?

Fortunately, apart from this narrow encounter, Cheng Qingfang never ran into Zhuang Ze again in the next two days.

The tension in Zhuang Ze's heart slowly relaxed again, and he turned his attention to "Anjia Plan".A very small part of the company's project research and development funds has been allocated, which is not enough to fit between the teeth. Originally, Zhuang Ze hoped to release a concept machine before the end of the year, but with the current progress, it has been impossible to achieve; the manager of the R&D department also hinted several times Let Zhuang Ze not be too ambitious, try his best to do a good job in the research and development of Orange mobile phones before considering other things.

A few days later, Zhuang Yan called him. The board of directors was divided into two factions. Although Zhuang Zhen's mother divorced Zhuang Qi'an, she still owned 5.00% of the shares. For the research and development plan, Zhuang Yan lobbied a few times, and the two factions were at loggerheads.

"What about dad? What's his attitude?" Zhuang Ze asked worriedly.

"Dad didn't express his opinion, saying that we will discuss it next time," Zhuang Yan said helplessly, "In fact, he wanted to agree to your research and development project in his heart, but he had too many worries."

After hanging up the phone, Zhuang Ze leaned back in his chair and thought for a moment.

If the company has been stalemate here, then he has to think of other ways.

The intercom phone on the desk rang, and Zhuang Ze answered it.

"Xiao Ze," Zhuang Qi'an's voice sounded, "you too, if you have a distinguished guest, why don't you tell me in advance, so I can make preparations."

Zhuang Ze was stunned for a moment: "What distinguished guest?"

"Cheng Dong came to see you, you come to my office."

Zhuang Ze's heartbeat almost stopped, and he didn't know when Zhuang Qi'an hung up the phone.Sitting in the chair for a while, he ran upstairs quickly, not even taking the elevator in time.

He had always been lucky enough to think that what Cheng Qingfang said to threaten him during their quarrel were just words. If they really broke up, with Cheng Qingfang's status, it would be impossible for him to use the trick of stalking him. Now It seems that he overestimated Cheng Qing's release, and the degree of shamelessness of this person exceeded his imagination, and he actually came to his door.

Several thoughts flashed through my mind like lightning.

What is Cheng Qing doing here?Will he talk nonsense with Zhuang Qi'an?If it's really nonsense, how should he respond?

With a "bang", the door of Zhuang Qi'an's office was knocked open, panting heavily, and he saw Cheng Qingfang sitting on the sofa at a glance.

Cheng Qingfang glanced at him, and asked with a half-smile, "Why are you panting so much? Are you anxious to see me?"

No matter how smart Zhuang Ze was, his mind went blank at the moment, and he couldn't think of anything to answer.

"Children can't hold back." Zhuang Qi'an came out with a tea pot, with a smile on his face, "Cheng Dong, I made you laugh, come and taste my treasured Pu'er tea."

In front of the sofa is a special tea making table. Zhuang Ze collected himself, walked quickly to the tea making table and sat down, and took the tea pot from Zhuang Qi'an's hand: "Dad, let me come, you and Cheng Dong chat."

Zhuang Qi'an sat down next to Cheng Qingfang: "Cheng Dong, to tell you the truth, my son is only frizzy when you come today, and he usually does things fairly safely."

"Yes, Ozawa..." Cheng Qingfang deliberately dragged out his tone, "It's very to my liking."

Zhuang Ze looked over suddenly, his eyes were full of panic, the teaspoon in his hand shook, and a few pieces of Pu'er fell outside.

Zhuang Qi'an frowned, and coughed twice as a reminder, "It's up to Mr. Cheng to teach him more. He's just a fledgling and doesn't understand anything."

"Mr. Zhuang, just call me by my name," Cheng Qingfang said politely, "Don't be polite between us, Ozawa and I are very familiar, and you are my elder."

Zhuang Qi'an was a little surprised.

Cheng Qingfang's father, Mr. Cheng, is nearly 20 years old, and is a veteran of the domestic business community. Zhuang Qi'an respectfully and respectfully called "Old Man" when he saw him. In this way, although he and Cheng Qingfang are [-] years apart, they are still of the same generation. Discussion.

"This is not appropriate," he quickly said modestly, "Although I am a few years older than you, my seniority is here. Ozawa, don't be unruly, do you have to let your uncle understand?"

Zhuang Ze's hand washing the cup shook again, boiling water splashed on the back of his hand, he couldn't help but gasp in a "hiss".

"Why are you so careless? Is it burnt?" Cheng Qingfang frowned, leaned over to look at his hands, "I'll do it."

"No, no, no need." Zhuang Ze met his eyes, his lips turned white, "Cheng Dong, since I have this seniority, if I do something wrong, you have to forgive and forgive others. Don't get acquainted with me."

Cheng Qing rejoiced: "Look, Mr. Zhuang, when you said that, Ozawa was frightened. I really don't pay much attention here. Uncle calls me old. I don't want to hear it, so just call me by my name." , everyone goes their own way, young man, there are not so many rules."

Zhuang Qi'an also followed suit: "Okay, I'll listen to you, let's get closer by name."

The two of you said one sentence to another, and after a while the topic turned around to the current economic situation.Zhuang Ze broke out in a cold sweat, finished brewing tea mechanically, and placed the teacup in front of the two of them.

"By the way, Qingfang," Zhuang Qi'an remembered, "Xiao Ze said last time that you were interested in a mobile phone development project in his hands."

Zhuang Ze froze.

He never mentioned this plan to Cheng Qingfang at all, last time he said it in the name of Cheng Qingfang, tricking Zhuang Qian into agreeing to let him try to start the project.

A lie is indeed a lie, and it came so quickly.

He took a deep breath: "Dad, actually..."

"Actually, I'm not a little interested." Cheng Qingfang took over the conversation with a calm expression, "I'm very interested, but I don't know why. Does your company seem to have officially launched this project?"

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