The days of being spoiled by a fierce boss

Zhuang Ze was stunned, what does Cheng Qingfang mean?

Before he came to his senses, Cheng Qingfang and Zhuang Qi'an had already chatted about the progress of this project. Zhuang Qi'an complained that the current economic situation is not good, the industry is not easy to do, and consumption is degrading. It has dropped by ten or twenty percentage points, and there are difficulties in all kinds of investment.

Cheng Qingfang actually understood the project very clearly, and gave Zhuang Qi'an some advice, telling him to take a long-term view. VR, artificial intelligence, and big data are all the directions of the future society, and the mobile phone industry is no exception. Zhuang Qi'an If Ze's project is successful, it can find a new profit entry point for Anmi Technology.

"That's what you say, but it's hard to do it," Zhuang Qi'an sighed, "Every research and development requires money, and it's hard for a smart woman to cook without rice."

Cheng Qingfang smiled: "Mr. Zhuang, since this is the case, why don't I invest a little? How much is the gap?"

Zhuang Qi'an was overjoyed: "That's great. With your words, I'm relieved. The preliminary estimate is a few hundred million. I'll let the R&D department and the finance department work out the details. I'll contact you when the time comes. What do you think?"

Cheng Qingfang picked up the teacup and took a sip, then looked at Zhuang Ze with a half-smile: "Xiao Ze, what do you think?"

Zhuang Ze's expression was a little stiff, and it took him a while to say, "If you think it's worth it, then vote. If it's not worth it, don't force it."

"Can I make fun of money?" Cheng Qingfang laughed, and immediately said sternly, "Mr. Zhuang, since I have invested, I have to say that there are two things that are the prerequisites for my investment, otherwise I will withdraw half of the investment." , everyone is not very good-looking."

Zhuang Qi'an hurriedly said, "Say it, say it."

"First, this project must be separated from Anmi Technology, and it can be operated as a branch company, but the funds must be accounted for separately; second, Zhuang Ze must be the person in charge and responsible to the investor alone. I only trust him," Cheng Qingfang said indifferently, "As a guarantee for the second point, I need to state in the investment agreement that Zhuang Ze will invest in technology with technology, and the specific amount of shares will be negotiated in detail."

Zhuang Qi'an pondered in his heart for two seconds.

Zhuang Ze is his son, so it's up to him if he wants to be round or flat?In this way, he and Anmi Technology took advantage of the shares.

He nodded again and again: "Okay, no problem."

"Then it's settled. For specific matters, I will ask my assistant to contact you." Cheng Qingfang stood up, "I won't disturb your time any longer."

Zhuang Qi'an sent it to the elevator in person, and called Zhuang Ze over to see Cheng Qingfang off. Zhuang Ze had no choice but to bite the bullet and accompany him into the elevator.

The elevator door closed, and it sank quickly. Cheng Qinglai leaned on the handrail, staring at him fixedly.

Zhuang Ze got goosebumps from seeing him: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Cheng Qingfang chuckled, and asked slowly, "Did you go crazy outside and forget to go home?"

Zhuang Ze's face changed: "Cheng Qingfang, we broke up that day, you are such a stalker, aren't you afraid of being laughed at by others?"

Cheng Qingfang's eyes darkened: "Zhuang Ze, I told you, as long as I don't agree to break up, then we can't break up."

"You already have someone else, why do you still want me?" Zhuang Ze's temples twitched, "I have a bad temper, a poisonous mouth, and a lot of messy eccentricities, just find someone on the street. The men who are pleasing to the eye are better than me..."

Cheng Qingfang didn't speak, just pressed a button on the elevator panel.The elevator stopped suddenly, and the door opened. It was the customer service department on the second floor, the department where Zhuang Ze stayed before, and not far away was the half-open workstation of the customer service department.

Someone was talking outside, Zhuang Ze suddenly stopped talking.

Cheng Qingfang pulled Zhuang Ze past him and strode out. Zhuang Ze was sweating, but he couldn't bear him, so he dragged him into the safe passage.

Before he could make a sound, his back was pressed against the door, and his lips were bitten.

The moment his lips and teeth touched, the blood in Cheng Qingfang's body boiled in an instant, and he hadn't seen each other for half a month. Every breath, every inch of skin, and every expression of Zhuang Ze stirred his five senses and made him feel There was a long-lost excitement.

The fierce resistance hit, his lips hurt, and a bloody smell came.

Cheng Qingfang remained unmoved, and forcefully pried open Zhuang Ze's teeth, swept around the warm place, and then loosened his lips a little, and licked the wound at the corner of his mouth.

Two rapid, suppressed panting sounds intertwined lowly at the empty staircase.

I don't know how long it took, Cheng Qing let go of the hand that was holding Zhuang Ze, and straightened his collar: "Okay, I don't care about you, I've been worrying about your project for the past few days, good boy One o'clock, stop making trouble, remember to come back at night, I will wait for you until ten o'clock."

Watching Cheng Qingfang's back disappear down the stairs, Zhuang Ze gritted his teeth so as not to lose his composure.

Cheng Qingfang has been silent for the past few days, he is groping for his fate, hoping to hit him with a single blow.

He really wanted to ask Cheng Qingfang, what exactly did he like about him?Can he change it?

He took a deep breath, and was about to walk up the stairs to calm down his chaotic mood, but he just took two steps up when he suddenly froze.

On the steps of the stairs above, Qiu Xiaoyu stood against the wall, looking at him dully

Zhuang Ze's head was buzzing, his throat was dry: "Xiaoyu...what did you see?"

"I...I didn't see anything..." Qiu Xiaoyu was a little nervous.

Zhuang Ze stood there for a long while, finally came back to his senses, and smiled wryly: "Stop pretending, I know you've seen everything, it's okay if you don't want to be friends with me, just please don't talk about this matter. Spread the word."

Qiu Xiaoyu's eyes widened, and he ran up to him, "What do you mean? Why don't I want to be friends with you? What age is it now? Do you still think I'm the kind who doesn't know how to understand?" And the stubborn old man who is tolerant? I just received too much shock, really, my heart almost jumped out of my chest just now! Who is that person? What he said was not fierce at all, but why did I hear it a bit? Scared..."

Now that he went to the office, he couldn't calm down and do things, so Zhuang Ze simply went to have an afternoon tea with Qiu Xiaoyu.

Since high school, Zhuang Ze has been burdened with the burden of abnormal sexuality, and he is afraid of being seen by others. After having two good friends, his autistic and depressed tendencies are a little better.

But he didn't want his buddies to know about Cheng Qingfang's affairs at all, and the psychological pressure can be imagined.

Now that Qiu Xiaoyu knew, Zhuang Ze felt that he had been suffocated by Cheng Qingfang, and seemed to have an outlet to resolve it.

The two each ordered a cup of coffee and a stack of snacks, sat on the seats surrounded by green plants, and chatted slowly.

Qiu Xiaoyu boasted that she had taken the emotional elective course in college before, and she had been immersed in it since she was a child. Books, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign romance novels have been dabbled in, and the love stories of men and women are numerous. She is a real expert in emotions.

Zhuang Ze was dubious, and told the story of the two of them from the beginning to the end, and finally asked for advice: "How can I make him not interested in me and propose a breakup?"

Qiu Xiaoyu was in a dilemma: "Other people ask me how to make the other person fall in love, but you have a unique approach to this question, which is a bit beyond the scope of my ability."

Zhuang Ze was speechless: "Then you still bragging?"

Qiu Xiaoyu patted his head: "Wait a minute, let's deal with it first. Did he treat you badly?"

Zhuang Ze froze for a moment, then shook his head.

To be honest, as long as he doesn't mention breaking up, Cheng Qingfang treats him very well. Not only is he generous, but he is also very caring and considerate. He is a good lover. Today, he even offered to invest in his project and thought about him everywhere. Guarantee his interest in the new company in the future.

Qiu Xiaoyu winked: "That...is not harmonious?"

Zhuang Ze felt a little uncomfortable, hesitated for a moment, and still told the truth: "It's okay."

"Then why do you want to break up with him?" Qiu Xiaoyu wondered, "According to what you said, he is handsome, rich and affectionate, and his life is harmonious and beautiful. Isn't it good to be a boyfriend?"

Zhuang Ze frowned: "He doesn't really like me, besides, he's very insidious and cunning, he always plots against me, wants to control me, tries his best to probe my privacy, and even meddles with me. dislike."

Qiu Xiaoyu's expression became a little weird, and he patted the table after thinking for a moment: "Zhuang Ze, based on my 23 years of romance books, the man you mentioned should love you very much, but...maybe he hasn't Realized, or realized but used the wrong method?"

Zhuang Ze couldn't help laughing.

Cheng Qingfang loves him?This might be one of the funniest jokes in this century mirage.

After saying goodbye to Qiu Xiaoyu, Zhuang Ze returned to the office and told the good news to the members of the project team. The members were depressed because of the stagnation of the project for a while, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, and stepped forward to congratulate Zhuang Ze , and gearing up for a fight.

Zhuang Ze glanced at Pei Junyi, who was standing in the corner with a smile on his face, his eyes fixed on him, those eyes were complicated, as if filled with many unknown emotions.

He waved to Pei Junyi, signaling him to come over.

Pei Junyi was overjoyed, and walked up to him in a few steps, impatiently said: "Are you willing to talk to me? You are amazing, and you can handle such a large investment. I admire you so much, Ozawa. In terms of the core part of this project, I can recommend my teacher to you in terms of chips, and..."

"Zhuang Zhen doesn't know the news yet, why don't you tell him? Tell him to come up with a countermeasure tonight, and tomorrow will be too late." Zhuang Ze asked in a low voice with a smile on his lips.

That handsome face suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes, and Pei Junyi was in a trance for a moment.

Once upon a time, this face was inseparable from him, with the most sincere emotions in his eyes and the warmest smile on his mouth.

Unfortunately, everything was ruined by him.

"What..." He murmured a question, and then he heard Zhuang Ze's words, and his face turned pale all of a sudden.

Zhuang Ze turned and left.

Pei Junyi was stunned for a while, and chased after him unwillingly: "Xiao Ze, what exactly do you want me to do to trust me? I really want to help you, and I really want to repent for the things I did wrong in the past... ..."

"Getting out of my presence is the best help for me." Zhuang Ze said indifferently, and closed the door with a "bang".

Zhuang Ze was busy in the company until after eight o'clock, and then drove to the Blue Domain Bar.

The time for Cheng Qingfang's ultimatum was getting closer, but he was stubborn, and he just didn't want to follow Cheng Qingfang's wish.

Why do you let me go back at ten o'clock?Did he think he was the emperor's father?

The bar had already started to become lively one after another. He sat down in his old seat in front of the bar and ordered a glass of whiskey with ice.

Xiao Fang was very happy to see him, and warmly greeted him while serving wine: "Brother Zhuang, I haven't seen you for a while, what have you been up to lately?"

"Busy to be raped by life, and also busy to rape life." Zhuang Ze drank the wine in one gulp, letting the hot liquid mixed with the coldness of ice cubes slip into his throat, enjoying the stimulation of ice and fire.

Xiao Fang quickly poured another glass for him, and said with admiration, "What Brother Zhuang says is always so philosophical."

Zhuang Ze shook the wine glass, waiting for the ice cubes to melt slowly in the wine, and praised Xiao Fang: "Your mouth is very sweet, I like to hear that."

Xiao Fang was very happy, and asked tentatively: "Brother, if you are drunk today, who will you call to pick you up? If no one picks you up, I can take you home."

Zhuang Ze took out his mobile phone and took a picture on the bar counter: "Find the most attractive person in the address book, the one who is number one for the emperor."

The little abbot and the second monk couldn't figure it out, so he had to laugh twice "haha".

The bar was bustling with excitement, the beat of the exciting drum beat on the eardrums, and even the beating of the heart danced along with the rhythm.

Zhuang Ze's drinking capacity is actually not bad. He has a very strange characteristic when drinking. The more he drinks, the whiter his face becomes, and the clearer his eyes become. Then, after passing a certain critical point between drunk and not drunk, he becomes confused.

After a few songs and dances, the atmosphere in the arena became high. Several people surrounded Zhuang Ze one after another, both men and women. Some struck up a conversation with him, some invited him to drink, and some even posted them flirtatiously. .

Zhuang Ze kept a cold face and drank wine to himself, ignoring him.

Seeing his indifferent appearance, the people who approached him walked away wisely, only a tall and strong young man in his twenties, instead of leaving, sat down beside him, "Brother, don't reject people like this." It's thousands of miles away, give me a chance, first add a micro-"

Before the word "letter" could be uttered, there was a "crash", and he was thrown more than one meter away. He bumped into several people and hit his back on the wall, making a muffled groan.

Zhuang Ze turned his head and saw that it was actually Cheng Qingfang with a livid face.

The author has something to say: Mr. Zhuang who challenged Mr. Cheng’s self-control (^o^)/~

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