The days of being spoiled by a fierce boss

Cheng Qingfang has always been arrogant and domineering, last night Zhuang Ze made preparations and thought out countermeasures, what to do if he was threatened and forced again, but he never expected Cheng Qingfang to come out like this.

Send breakfast?send to work?

Isn't this the kind of hypocrisy that only affectionate male protagonists in idol dramas do?How did you get involved with Cheng Qingfang?

Zhuang Ze was stunned for two seconds: "You are enough, stop acting..."

Before the word "Nong" could be uttered, the man was stuffed into the back seat of the car. Cheng Qingfang took the key from his hand, threw away the breakfast, and got into the cab by himself: "Hurry up, you're going to be late."

The car started and sped forward.

Cheng Qing's driving was just like him, very strong, relying on the height of the Jeep, he condescended to those cars and urban SUVs.

"This car drives pretty well, it's full of power."

That is, the accelerator pedal is so hard that any car has enough power.

"The morning rush hour in Jihai isn't that congested."

That is, the left and right rushed, and the electronic cameras couldn't stop the violations, and they couldn't stop them anywhere.

"Ozawa, I find that you are very nostalgic. You have been driving this broken car for so many years and you are still not willing to change it."

That is, all the money was thrown in Anjia. It's not like a rich man. Today's car is like changing tomorrow's car for cabbage.

……

The two sat in the car, one teased, the other slandered, they were not lonely all the way, and arrived at the company 10 minutes earlier.As soon as the car stopped, Zhuang Ze couldn't wait to open the car door, and Cheng Qingfang also got down, and gave him the keys: "What time do you get off work at night? I'll pick you up."

How could Zhuang Ze let him pick him up?

"I will work overtime at night, it may be midnight." He said without changing his expression.

"Okay, then I'll come over at eleven o'clock, just to have a supper, do you like spicy hot pot or crayfish? Or I'll bring them for you." Cheng Qingfang asked without changing his face.

Zhuang Ze's mouth twitched.

He didn't believe that Cheng Qingfang couldn't tell that this was an excuse, and he didn't believe that Cheng Qingfang would really come to pick him up at eleven o'clock: "I don't want anything, just keep it for yourself."

"Xiao Ze." Cheng Qingfang looked at him, and suddenly suppressed his smile.

Zhuang Ze took a step back and looked at him warily.There were people coming and going in front of the company building, if Cheng Qingfang shamelessly teased and talked about it, it would be too embarrassing.

"Since you are so nostalgic, why don't you consider me as an old man?" Cheng Qingfang lowered his voice, his voice was ambiguous, "After so many days gone, your body doesn't miss me?"

A shudder passed through his body, and the spring dream from this morning flashed through his mind.

Zhuang Ze strengthened his composure, turned around and entered the company building without even looking at Cheng Qing.

Cheng Qingfang leaned against the front of the car, reluctantly watching the figure disappear before his eyes.

Zhuang Ze's ears turned red just now.

I don't know whether to be happy or depressed. For Zhuang Ze, the charm of the body seems to be much stronger than the charm of the soul.

When Zhuang Ze entered the office, he realized that he had just left in a hurry and brought Cheng Qing's breakfast with him.

Soy milk, fried eggs, and meat buns are properly protected by thermal insulation bags, and there is still a residual temperature.

Xiaolou came in and handed over a few documents: "President Xiao Zhuang, this is the report sent by the Finance Department, please take a look at it."

"Okay, put it on the table."

"Mr. Zhuang, you haven't had breakfast yet," Xiaolou sniffed, "The meat buns are delicious."

Zhuang Ze pushed the thermos bag over: "Eat it, I've already eaten it."

Xiaolou waved his hands again and again: "No, I've already eaten."

"Throw it away after eating it," Zhuang Ze said flatly, "Throw it in the trash can."

After getting off work in the evening, Zhuang Ze explained the matter and left at [-] o'clock for the first time. In order to avoid Cheng Qingfang coming to the door, he had dinner outside, then went to the Golden Crown Center for a stroll, and bought a birthday present for Zhao Yunmei. I went straight back to Donghai Garden.

No matter how shameless Cheng Qingfang is, he wouldn't make trouble with Zhao Yunmei, would he?

Zhuang Ze's heart finally felt a little more at ease.

Zhao Yunmei was very happy to see Zhuang Ze, she was busy, laying sheets and cutting fruit, finally sat down on the sofa, and watched TV with Zhuang Ze.

There was a criminal investigation drama on TV, which was still a bit brain-intensive. Zhuang Ze was engrossed in watching it. Zhao Yunmei secretly looked at her son for a few times, and finally couldn't help asking: "Xiao Ze, um... have you made money in the company now?"

"The investment has not been recovered yet," Zhuang Ze responded casually, "What, do you want to use the money? If you want to use it, I can still raise some money."

"What kind of money can I use? The money I have saved over the years is enough," Zhao Yunmei looked at him expectantly, "I was thinking, if your company makes money, then your father...will he..."

Zhuang Ze's face changed.

For more than a year, he has devoted himself to Anjia's mobile phone, rarely going home, but he often calls back, and also chats with Zhao Yunmei about the current situation of himself and the company, but the two of them have a tacit understanding. She avoided the topic of Zhuang Qi'an.

All he knew was that Zhuang Qi'an was angry with his behavior and blamed Zhao Yunmei, and had hardly any contact with Zhao Yunmei for more than a year.

In private, Zhuang Ze was actually a little happy. He had been hoping that Zhao Yunmei would completely break up with Zhuang Qian. Although Zhuang Qian didn't want Zhao Yunmei anymore, the result was the same goal. Zhao Yunmei got freedom. After thinking about it, You can find a wife, which is much better than being Zhuang Qi'an's mistress.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yunmei was still thinking about Zhuang Qi'an.

"No," he said firmly, "Mom, Dad is so ruthless, why do you still want to go back to him? Why are you just like this..."

He stopped.

Zhao Yunmei was stunned, and began to ramble in a daze: "Yeah, he is so ruthless and unjust, he said he would throw me away...I have been with him for so many years...It turned out to be nothing...Fortunately, Fortunately, there is still you...Xiao Ze...you have to fight for your mother...When you make a lot of money, he will know that you are fine..."

Zhuang Ze listened for a while, then turned to look at Zhao Yunmei.

Those eyes that resembled his were full of sadness and pain.

He was startled.

Is love so scary?It can make a person humble into the dust, and let others get whatever they want in order to get the leftovers from other people's charity.

No, if that was the case, he would rather have no love.

In the deadlock between Zhao Yunmei and Zhuang Qi'an, Zhuang Ze had nothing to do, he could only try his best to distract her by talking about other topics.

The night passed peacefully. Before going to sleep, Zhuang Ze lay on the bed. It was past eleven o'clock. He accidentally opened Moments and refreshed them.

Cheng Fengxing: Wait, the crayfish is ready, just wait for the baby to get off work.

Looking at the three words "Baby", Zhuang Ze's arms were covered with goose bumps; but when he saw the accompanying picture, he couldn't help being stunned.

In one photo, there was a carefully packaged thirteen-flavored crayfish takeaway, and in the other photo, there was an empty and lonely road, and there was an elongated figure.

He recognized this road, it was the one in front of the company's main entrance, and there were a few pots of chrysanthemums that were dying.

Cheng Qingfang really went to the company to wait for him to get off work?

After staring at the photo for a moment, Zhuang Ze exited the page expressionlessly and lay down under the blanket.

The quilt was very warm, but unfortunately, Zhuang Ze didn't feel sleepy at all, with his eyes closed, his mind was in a mess.At some point, there was a drizzling sound outside. He listened intently for a while, then got up from the bed again, opened the window and saw that it was raining outside.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Zhuang Ze couldn't sleep anymore. After tossing and turning for a while, he was finally so annoyed that he took out his mobile phone and called Cheng Qingfang.

The phone rang twice, and Cheng Qingfang's voice came: "Xiao Ze, are you okay? I'm about to be drenched to death."

"Are you drenched in the rain? Won't you hide in the car?" Zhuang Ze asked coldly.

"I want to take you home in your car, so I asked the driver to leave early," Cheng Qingfang sneezed, "Who knew it would rain, and the temperature would drop."

"Cheng Qingfang, are you pretending to be stupid?" Zhuang Ze was a little incredulous, "I've been out of the office for a long time, don't you know how to look at the lights?"

"The lights in your company are on," Cheng Qingfang said in surprise, "Don't try to trick me away, I'll wait for you."

"That...that's someone else working overtime!" Zhuang Ze finally couldn't help it, "You should go back quickly, I'm already sleeping at home."

There was silence in the receiver for a moment, Cheng Qingfang said stubbornly: "No, you lied to me, I'm still waiting for you to eat crayfish together, I won't go back."

"Whatever, you like, then you can wait there all night." Zhuang Ze hung up the phone, and threw the phone on the bedside table with a "slap".

That night, Zhuang Ze tossed and turned listening to the pattering voices outside, and did not close his eyes until early morning.He had a dream, dreaming that Cheng Qingfang was lying on a hospital bed, and many, many people went to visit him, blaming the culprit behind it all.

"It's so cruel."

"The heartless little white-eyed wolf."

……

He anxiously grabbed a white coat and asked, "Doctor, didn't he catch a cold from the rain? Why hasn't he woken up yet?"

The white coat glanced at him expressionlessly: "The cold turned into pneumonia and acute myocarditis, which can't be cured."

……

Zhuang Ze woke up suddenly.

The heart was still beating non-stop, and cold sweat broke out on the back.

I opened the window and saw that the rain had stopped, but the ground was still wet, and there were small puddles of water one after another. It seemed that it had rained all night.

Zhuang Ze was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed dumbfounded: Zhuang Ze, Zhuang Ze, what's wrong with you?This is obviously an old-fashioned bitter trick, are you falling for it?

With the level of an old fox like Cheng Qingfang, when he wants to arrest someone, he won't know where he is?That was really a big laugh.

Once this joint was figured out, Zhuang Ze immediately felt refreshed.

After a lazy day at home, reading books, watching dramas, and accompanying Zhao Yunmei to the supermarket to buy groceries, at night, he received a call from Jian Zheng asking him to go to a bar for a gathering.

Zhuang Ze remembered the lesson from last time, and was afraid of being monitored by Cheng Qingfang in the boss's office all the time, so he deliberately didn't go to Lanyu this time, and chose another quiet place.

It is quieter and more private here, and there are special boxes, which are more suitable for Jian Zheng's status as a star now.

There is a band singing in the lobby of the bar. The guitar and the electric piano are playing together. The singer has long hair and sings a folk song affectionately, which is the familiar "Brother Sleeping on My Upper Bunk".

Pushing open the box door, Jian Zheng was already there.

Jian Zheng has developed very well in the entertainment industry in the past two years. Last year, he won a Shidi, and his popularity is booming.Gu Yuxing always hoped that he would not be too busy, and now he has slowed down, carefully selected scripts, and slowly transformed from flow to strength.

This time, the launch of Anjia's mobile phone has achieved such a great success. Jian Zheng's role in the marketing is indispensable. As a spokesperson, he has worked hard to promote it everywhere, and even a group of his friends have used Anjia's mobile phone. Hanging on the suffix of social media, it quickly gained popularity.

The two sat down and served wine.

Zhuang Ze was a little puzzled: "Why, why is Gu Yuxing willing to let you out today?"

Jian Zheng's schedule is very busy, Gu Yuxing sticks behind him whenever he is free, the three of them haven't been together for a while.

"I have business to do today." Jian Zheng took a sip of wine and looked at Zhuang Ze with a strange look in his eyes, "Zhuangzi, tell me the truth, is Cheng Qingfang pestering you again?"

Zhuang Ze was stunned for a moment, then said with a headache: "Xiao Zheng, leave this matter alone, so as not to cause conflicts between you and Gu Yuxing, I will resolve it."

Jian Zheng became annoyed: "Why don't I care? This guy is too much. He promised me again and again that he would be good to you, but he left you in a blink of an eye. If you didn't stop me, I could fly away Beichen beat him up!"

Zhuang Ze didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's just a breakup, it doesn't mean he left me alone."

"It must be his fault that you two broke up," Jian Zheng said decisively, "I don't know what kind of tricks came out."

Zhuang Ze stared at him, feeling a surge of excitement in his heart.

The young man in front of him walked into his world at the darkest moment of his life, warmed him with enthusiasm and sunshine, and led him out of the self-enclosed prison.

After so many years, the friendship between the two is like a pearl in a clam shell, the more it is honed, the more it will shine.

After breaking up with Cheng Qingfang, in countless silent nights, he had repeatedly asked himself what kind of feelings he had for Jian Zheng. Was that vague secret love when he was young, was it love?

He had never dared to touch or ponder deeply, but after being stripped naked by Cheng Qingfang, this question was finally unavoidable, which made him confused.

At this moment, in Jian Zheng's determined voice, all the confusion in this year seemed to be cleared up suddenly.

The two of them are willing to do anything for each other, but such a life-threatening friendship is not love.

When facing Jian Zheng, he didn't want to monopolize him, and he didn't have the fanaticism to integrate with him. He was willing to send blessings to Jian Zheng and Gu Yuxing from the bottom of his heart, otherwise he wouldn't have wanted to let him go. Jian Zheng racked his brains after catching up with Gu Yuxing.

That youthful crush, once between love and friendship, might have deteriorated if it could have taken root at that time; however, since he chose to bury it silently in his heart, it was destined to be a period that could not germinate past.

"Hey, I'm talking to you, did you hear?" Jian Zheng asked dissatisfiedly, "Such a handsome guy is in front of you, who do you miss?"

Zhuang Ze stared at him and smiled slightly: "Big handsome guy, do you know that I liked you before."

"I know, I'm so handsome, if you don't like me, who should I like?" Jian Zheng said with a smile, "I also liked you at that time, otherwise why would I pester you all day regardless of your cold face? You are charming It's just too much."

Zhuang Ze punched him: "Get out."

"I'm so gutsy, you actually told me to get the hell out of here." Jian Zheng gestured at him with a bicep on his arm, "I've been practicing Sanda for filming TV these past two days, and I can knock you down with one punch."

The two laughed and quarreled for a while, Jian Zheng said seriously: "Zhuangzi, you should stay away from Cheng Qingfang, I've already thought about it, you should have found a man a long time ago, this time I really found a man for you, this time He is very good-looking, his temper and personality are a bit like mine, he is carefree and unaffected, I think he is a good match for you."

Zhuang Ze didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and this gathering turned into a "blind date". He was about to refuse when the door was pushed open, and a young man in his twenties walked in quickly.

Jian Zheng's eyes lit up, and he pulled Zhuang Ze to stand up: "Come here, let me introduce you, my good friend, Zhixia CP Zhixia, a popular niche student Xia Feixia."

The author has something to say: Will Mr. Cheng die of anger?