After Assistant Salted Fish was targeted by President Ba

The sound of the coffee cup falling to the ground was quite loud, and the waiter who was ordering on the side was so frightened that he hurried over here.

Wu Shangning seldom lost his temper, but he comforted the waiter instead and ordered another glass of iced latte.

I want to drink ice this season... Wen Ling thought that he was quite frightened.

"Are you two serious?" Wu Shangning's pupils were trembling, and his voice was about to tremble.

Wen Ling was confused by these few words, wondering if the first ups and downs of this love relationship would not come so soon, would it?

Fang Chuli straightened his back, he was a little more serious than usual in business negotiations, and his tone sank: "It must be serious."

"Although I've tried it before," Wu Shangning coughed with his fists clenched, his eyes dark and unpredictable, "Probably, when the two of you were in high school, I went to talk to Dong Fang about things at that time. I just saw you two, hiss...but I thought it was BE!"

Wen Ling and Fang Chuli: "???"

"No, no, I have to go back to the company first, wow, I have to ask Wei Shenzhi to bring back the hot pot from that year," he said, asking the waiter to pack the iced latte, and hurriedly stood up to leave, " Let me just say it! Can Xiao Wenling come back to be an assistant after BE? Wei Shenzhi beats me to death and doesn't believe me!"

Wei Shenzhi is the boss who co-founded the company with him. Wen Ling heard from Wu Shangning that their friendship has lasted for ten years.

"..."

"Hey, the good news is several years late!"

The coffee had already been packed, and he happily overpaid for the cup, and drove out while making a phone call.

Fang Chuli quietly: "Is he like this in private? So unstable?"

"I don't know," Wen Ling shook his head in confusion, "Anyway, it's not like this when chatting on WeChat."

As soon as Wu Shangning left, Fang Chuli's phone rang, and Wen Ling saw that it was Gu Zhenyu calling.

The general meaning is that something happened in his restaurant, and the meal scheduled for noon was postponed until evening, and he repeatedly promised that he, the young master, must eat the first bite of the new dish first.

The two of them had no choice but to find a restaurant to eat first, and ate a warm soup pot.

During this period of time, the city was foggy. Passing by the supermarket, Fang Chuli suddenly wanted to go in. The first thought in Wen Ling's mind was - there was no "tool to commit the crime", and this time the young master had to prepare.

But Fang Chuli only took a bag of bear biscuits...

It was because he was dirty, Wen Ling repented for his own thoughts in his heart, but when he thought about it, the incident happened suddenly the night before, and he still had to take good measures in the future!

So he couldn't help coughing while standing outside, Fang Chuli turned to look at him.

Fingers frantically pointed at the shelf next to the cash register.

Fang Chuli didn't react at first, looking in the direction he was pointing, Wen Ling could see with his naked eyes that his shoulders trembled, and then there seemed to be a delay before he slowly stretched his hand towards the shelf.

Auricles are red.

With a blank face the whole time, when he stepped out of the supermarket, he dragged Wen Ling to speed up his pace and left. Wen Ling couldn't help laughing: "Young master, don't be nervous."

"Don't be nervous! It's my first time buying this!" The young master was about to get irritable, "Don't laugh!"

Wen Ling felt that he was simply too cute now, as if he had nowhere to go but had to move forward, was about to "roar" but didn't dare to attract attention, so he could only run around in silence.

But Wen Ling stopped and grabbed him: "Master, the direction is reversed, is the company over there, or are you impatient to go home?"

Fang Chuli looked at the building behind them: "..."

When he arrived at the company, Young Master Fang hurried to the lounge of the general manager's office. He was in a hurry. Last time, the department manager happened to bump into him, and he looked worried: "President Fang, is he alright?"

Wen Ling saw countless little heads on the workstations all looking up at him.

"It's okay, I'm going to work seriously." After he finished speaking, he also sighed, he shouldn't have laughed at Fang Chuli, he's so thin-skinned.

He opened the door of the lounge, and was embraced by the young master, raised his head and looked at Wen Ling with dark eyes.

Wen Ling squeezed his arm: "What's wrong? Are you sorry?"

Fang Chuli's ears were originally slightly red, but now it quickly spread to the base of his ears and neck, and Wen Ling couldn't help but lick his tongue on his ears.

The lion cub, who was aggressive just now, trembled for a moment. He deliberately nibbled with his white teeth, tracing the shape of the cartilage, and even pressed and ground it with the slightly rough tongue coating.The chaotic breath also rang in his ears, and Fang Chuli imitated his example, and unexpectedly caught his ears too.

Wen Ling pulled off his scarf, tapped on the marks from the night before, and unbuttoned Fang Chuli's shirt with his hand.

Both of them responded, and there was an indelible longing in their eyes.

The belt squeaked softly, Wen Ling pushed Fang Chuli down on the bed, touched sensitively, Fang Chuli couldn't hold back a muffled groan, Wen Ling quickly pressed his mouth: "The sound insulation effect is not as good as your apartment."

Fang Chuli bit his finger, his eyes were red from the unbearable.

Wen Ling cursed inwardly, to hell with the poor sound insulation, people outside would only think they were arguing or fighting!

He held Fang Chuli's hand and interlocked his fingers, feeling the same urgency from the young master as he did.

But there was a knock on the lounge door.

When doing this in the company, Ben was always on his mind, but this knock startled both of them, and Wen Ling froze immediately.

"Mr. Fang? Assistant Wen? Mr. Chi said he has something to discuss with you."

Wen Ling saw that Fang Chuli's face was instantly stained with irritability.

"You tell him to wait a little longer," Wen Ling held down the irritable person under him, trying to keep his tone as calm as possible, "It's time for a break now."

"I also said it's time for a break, but Mr. Chi said that we have to discuss it now..."

Fang Chuli couldn't bear it anymore: "Who is he who says to discuss it now? This is Chengtai, please abide by Chengtai's rules and regulations and schedule!"

The people outside were obviously frightened by the sound, and said "Okay" several times in a panic, and left in a panic.

As the idlers left, Fang Chuli pulled Wen Ling's tie to let him cling to her. Wen Ling's hand moved down, and just as he grabbed the heat, the knock on the door rang again.

It's still Chi Lan who wants to make trouble.

"Mr. Fang, Mr. Chi said, this is very important, and we should discuss it before the presentation in the afternoon."

The two people in the room were still at the same time, and the people outside the lounge were puzzled: "Boss Fang? Assistant Wen?"

Fifteen minutes later, their president Fang and Assistant Wen opened the door to the lounge. Both of them looked unhappy, and the employee who knocked on the door quickly apologized: "Assistant Fang, President Wen, I'm sorry. Don't deal with these things, but President Chi has been making trouble there."

Wen Ling's complexion was much better than Fang Chuli's, and he waved his hand: "Go back to work."

Seeing that Fang Chuli didn't say anything, she ran away quickly.

Chi Lan was so eager, Wen Ling thought it was some serious event, but it turned out that someone came in fortress.

Fang Chuli exploded on the spot: "You can just play with this unspoken rule in your own company, and you still want to do this in Chengtai?"

Chi Lan always ignored his irritability, and smiled while holding the contract: "When I signed the contract, it said in the contract that we can order one or two for our company's own publicity. This kid is very good , people are smart, not noisy, not worse than others."

After reading the information, Wen Ling found that the boy was named Wen Yucan, and looked at the person beside him. He was obviously just an adult, tall and thin, his skin was as white as silk, and his eyes were extremely bright. , very thorough.

It is attractive at a glance.

It also read on it that it was less than 24 hours since I was hired by Yilan.

Fang Chuli didn't even look at it, and the tone in his heart didn't go away at all: "Don't say it sooner or later, now it's all set and stuffed in."

Chi Lan: "It's not too late. The demonstration hasn't started yet. This kid just came this morning. He's attractive."

Wen Ling looked at the two of them and understood, this is to let the lover in to "see the world".

Everyone understands, Wen Ling twitched the corner of his mouth: "Then draw a group of demo questions on the spot?"

Chi Lan's eyes lit up, and she nodded: "Wenling, I know you are the best!" After speaking, he glanced at Fang Chuli, "Puff, Xiaowen, go and smoke."

The apprehension in Xiaowen's eyes also turned into surprise.

Wen Ling asked the manager outside to ask for a lottery, and after drawing, he took him to the manager in charge to find out about the situation. After a while, he survived, and the rest time was long past.

In the afternoon's grading, Fang Chuli set out the most stringent standards. Wen Ling didn't see him give a high score, and whenever he made a mistake, he would knock on the table as a signal and sigh.

The whole process was stressful as well.

Everyone in the meeting room knew that the boss was in a bad mood, no one dared to relax, Wen Ling was at the far end, and the only one who didn't wholeheartedly watch Internet celebrities, but rubbed his toes next to Boss Fang.

Fang Chuli's hand holding the pen paused for a moment.

Covered by the tablecloth, Wen Ling's long legs had an unruly intention underneath. First, their toes touched, then their calves touched, and even their knees collided.

-Young master, let's have a laugh, you see how frightened they are.

He wrote this sentence on the paper, Fang Chuli frowned and looked at it, then looked at the manager next to him, and the pen in his hand started working again.

- can't laugh.

Wen Ling's legs leaned against him again, rubbing and rubbing.

-What now?

Fang Chuli leaned on the chair, glanced at his legs covered by the tablecloth, and then at the upright Assistant Wen who was propping up the table. Assistant Wen tilted his head slightly, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and winked at him.

Sometimes, in the presence of a lover, it seems that all armor and spikes can be softened.

Fang Chuli smiled, but the managers around him jumped in shock.

-I want to strangle Chi Lan to death now.

Wen Ling looked at the childish words, shrugged, and wrote:

- Just this year, Renren passed away.

Young Master Fang obviously didn't want to bear it.

Wenling changed the topic:

-Think about the new dish tonight!

Fang Chuli's complexion got better, and Wen Ling hurriedly wrote:

- Don't affect your appetite because of him.

Fang Chuli:

-Um!

On the side of the conference room, Chi Lan sneezed and complained about Fang Chuli's button-up and search. At the front, Mr. Fang and Assistant Wen stood side by side like high school students, pretending to record everyone's performance, but in fact, the black and white words almost The discussion went to bed.

The author has something to say:

Christmas Eve today!I wish you all a happy heart!It's Friday again, posting early won't affect everyone's going out tonight~

emmmmm (weak question) For the holidays, I don’t know how many cuties are from the previous books, do you want to see small theaters like Bianbian, Rabbit, or Boss Leng?