Director, I know your secret

After several days, Peng Yan finally understood that An Zhenyuan really did it on purpose.

An Zhenyuan arranges his work in an orderly manner, has a "foresight" vigor, and is gentle to his female colleagues.But as soon as he arrived at Peng Yan's place, it became a "temporary arrangement" and an "iron-blood policy".

There is no plan for work, and he has to practice dancing after get off work. Even Peng Yan, who is hard-working, can't take it anymore.

So, one afternoon, when other personnel went to train and the two of them were left, Peng Yan couldn't help questioning.

An Zhenyuan smiled softly when he heard the sound, leaned back in the swivel chair, put his palms together on his stomach, and slid to a place where he could meet Peng Yan's eyes, "Why? Can't stand it?"

"I demand equal treatment!!" Peng Yan raised his legs and said irritably as he lit a cigarette.

"I'm here to train your ability to stay calm in times of crisis, stay orderly in chaos, and respond to all changes with the same." An Zhenyuan also raised his legs and took a sip of the freshly brewed coffee.

"I thank you, I don't need it."

"It doesn't matter whether you need it or not, the important thing is," An Zhenyuan put down his glass, smiling like a good guy, "my training method."

Peng Yan put out the cigarette butt, stroked his hair, looked directly at An Zhenyuan, his eyes were about to burn, and thought, this way of yours is to make people angry more than their lives.

"Yes, I am really the most special existence to Director An, huh?" Peng Yan got up and walked to An Zhenyuan's work partition, picked out his ears, and said, "Director An, do you have any of my clothes?"

An Zhenyuan blinked, slid to the computer, and showed Peng Yan his back, "Don't discuss personal matters during working hours."

"You can pull it down, you have arranged work for me in my private time." Peng Yan stepped forward and kicked An Zhenyuan's chair, "Hey, hey, you want to renege on your debt, don't you, you don't even have 2000 yuan? "

An Zhenyuan typed, without raising his head, and said, "Don't say it, there really isn't one, I'm clean and poor!!"

Peng Yan made a long "oh", licked his teeth, raised one corner of his mouth, and said ambiguously: "Say it earlier, I can provide other payment methods or deduction."

An Zhenyuan stopped typing when he heard such a weird answer, turned around and looked up at Peng Yan.

Peng Yan raised his chin at An Zhenyuan, his eyes full of provocation.

An Zhenyuan stood up, walked up to Peng Yan step by step, and whispered in his ear: "I'm very expensive!!"

"..." Peng Yan took a big step back, only to realize that the distance between the two of them was so close just now, "What do you mean?"

"That's what you think." An Zhenyuan spread his hands and explained.

"What the hell do I mean, I mean you can be my driver, pick me up and go to and from get off work, and pay off the bill, understand?!" Peng Yan frowned, and asked back: "Where did you think?"

An Zhenyuan rubbed his lips with his fingers, looked at Peng Yan, and was thinking about whether he was on purpose or not, whether he was the same kind or a different kind, and finally saw Peng Yan's serious eyes, and smiled softly, "You can do it, let you Your boss will pick you up."

"Isn't the boss also a human being, and he has to pay back the debts!?" Peng Yan replied that it should be done.

An Zhenyuan laughed twice, "Don't you own a car?"

"Summer is coming, I don't want to ride a bike anymore, it's hot," Peng Yan waved his hand and said, "That's it, it's settled, ten yuan will be deducted from the 2000 yuan, it's fair and reasonable."

"Ten yuan, it's so cheap." An Zhenyuan put his arms around his chest, thinking about the comparison in his heart, but there's no need to mess around with him, he feels too stupid.But I found a little bit of innocence in the other party's bones.Like gambling, always want to see whether the bet is lost or won.

"Hey, you can be content, I usually only have 8 yuan for my watch! This is more for you, okay?"

An Zhenyuan made a form of surrender, "Okay, okay, deal!"

Peng Yan smiled smugly, and went back to his seat relaxed, thinking: Now we are tied together, see how you arrange me, I am so wise, hey, people are too smart, not good.

Sure enough, An Zhenyuan couldn't arrange those "imminent" jobs for Peng Yan, so the day was considered calm.

An Zhenyuan was very trustworthy, and came to pick Peng Yan to work the next day, the two of them ran against each other on the way, basically Peng Yan had the upper hand, An Zhenyuan was too lazy to argue with him, so he smiled faintly, and finally Peng Yan had no interest and had to die.

Peng Yan took a soft leather book with the cover of One Piece from home, and wrote on it stroke by stroke: Come to pick up Mr. Peng on the morning of May 5, and ten yuan will be deducted.

"Come, sign." Peng Yan said holding up his pen.

An Zhenyuan looked at the beautiful font on it, and was speechless for a while, and asked: "Are you naive or not, are you really 28 years old?".

Peng Yan said: "Stop talking, sign!!"

An Zhenyuan laughed, shook his head lightly, took the pen and signed his name in a frantic manner, and handed it to Peng Yan.

"Hey, the writing is not bad." Peng Yan praised.

The morning sun came in through the car window, Peng Yan's outline became blurred, and a layer of fluffy golden edges appeared on his clean face.An Zhenyuan looked at Peng Yan in a daze for a while, and finally stretched out his right hand to touch Peng Yan's hair.

Peng Yan only looked at An Zhenyuan's signature, and didn't care that he was stroking his hair. He just moved his head to the side and said, "Don't make trouble, go, stop the car properly."

Only then did An Zhenyuan realize his gaffe.

Arriving at the "Business Hall Demonstration Center", An Zhenyuan's heart gradually returned to calm.

Because the director of the Yancheng Education Bureau came to attend the class today, An Zhenyuan needed to accompany him. When everything was ready to start the lecture, there was noise from the business hall outside the demonstration center.

An Zhenyuan gave Peng Yan a look, he understood, and walked out quickly.

It turned out that the plainclothes public security bureau needed to print out the suspect's call list, but the shift leader held a regular meeting today, and there was no job number for the time being, because the salesperson did not have the authority to pull detailed bills, so the young police officer was a little anxious, and his voice was inevitably louder.

An Zhenyuan smiled all over his face and passed a cigarette. After asking the reason, he provided his work number to his colleagues and helped the police officer solve the problem.

The little policeman beamed with joy, and apologized for his rash words just now, and shook hands with Peng Yan kindly, and invited him to have lunch at noon.Peng Yan knew that these were polite and polite, so he politely declined and said that these are what we should do.

After seeing off the police, Peng Yan received a WeChat message from Dai Yushan, saying that she was not feeling well today and would not practice tonight.Peng Yan was a little worried, so he called back to give condolences, but no one answered. Peng Yan knew that she had a history of dysmenorrhea, and thought her aunt was coming again, so he sent a WeChat message to tell her to take a good rest and not touch cold water or anything.

Through this lecture, An Zhenyuan found that the original ppt was not very good, so he kept revising it after returning to the office.

Peng Yan rested his chin on his left hand, browsed the post bar boredly, swiped the screen in the WeChat group of Zou Longwei and Yiming, and when there was no response, Peng Yan shook his phone to choose a Shuangseqiu lottery ticket, and sat down to get off work after successful payment.He was a little worried about Dai Yushan. Her parents were not around, so he thought it would be better to see it with his own eyes.

Putting down the phone, Peng Yan tapped on the table with his right finger, and glanced at An Zhenyuan's office partition. There were continuous clicking sounds of the mouse inside. He looked at his watch, and it was time to get off work.

To go, or not to go?

Peng Yan rubbed his hands, and said to the partition: "I'll leave first if there's nothing to do, and I don't need you to send it off tonight."

An Zhen was concentrating on it, and the mouse clicked. After waiting for a while, he said, "Work overtime tonight, you stay."

"Working overtime" Peng Yan asked.

"Not happy?" An Zhenyuan stretched his shoulders and said, "I promised Director Wei to take care of you."

Peng Yan curled his lips, thinking, this kid has changed his tactics again?Look at the other open spaces and point your finger at yourself, "Is it just me?"

"What? Afraid of being alone with me?" An Zhenyuan stood up and stretched his neck, picked up the coffee cup and walked to the water dispenser, tore a strip of instant coffee and filled it with water, slowly stirred it with a small spoon, and said in a deep voice: " You are more free now."

To say that what An Zhenyuan said is true, other colleagues perform their own duties, and what Peng Yan can do every day, what he can do is cleaning, arranging and arranging the venue, running errands, etc. He is too new to take over. any item.

Everyone's performance appraisal is the same, his work is currently being done by others, and An Zhenyuan's words make Peng Yan feel a little uneasy.

Peng Yan exhaled: "Okay, what do I need to do?"

An Zhenyuan asked Peng Yan to take photos in the computer room for a while, then asked him to go to the archives to find documents, and then asked him to enter the online education system to take screenshots. The two of them were extremely busy.

In the end, both of them sat at An Zhenyuan's desk to discuss revisions one by one. Peng Yan had a quick mind, bold ideas, and dared to innovate. An Zhenyuan nodded from time to time, and the busyness went until twelve o'clock.

"Are you hungry?" An Zhenyuan checked the whole thing and said with a glance at Peng Yan who was lying on the table.

Hearing the sound, Peng Yan stretched, let out a sigh of relief, and squeezed his sore cervical spine, "I'm not too hungry, maybe I've overstretched."

"I'll check again later, I'll find something to eat later, and then I'll take you home." An Zhenyuan took the cigarette case and found it was empty, squeezed the case and threw it into the trash can, "Do you still have cigarettes?"

"No more," Peng Yan looked at the bird's nest-shaped ashtray made of transparent glass on An Zhenyuan's desk, which was full of cigarette butts, "You are addicted to cigarettes."

"Well," An Zhenyuan opened the drawer, took out two pieces of white rabbit toffee, ate one piece himself, and handed it to Peng Yan, "here."

"I don't like sweets." Peng Yan took it and didn't eat it in time, but seeing how sweet An Zhenyuan ate, he finally put it in his mouth, "I'm dead, I'm hungry now."

"Yes, it's done." An Zhenyuan clapped his hands, turned his head and smiled at Peng Yan, and raised his hand to pat Peng Yan's head, "Thank you, classmate Peng Yan."

Peng Yan opened his hand, "What's wrong with you."

"Sorry, don't be angry." An Zhenyuan was still smiling, and he could see that he was in a good mood after finishing his work. He took out another Yikoulian and stuffed it into his mouth, "Let's go, have supper, you Do you know anything?"

"Street stall, are you going? I know a barbecue," Peng Yan looked An Zhenyuan up and down, and said ambiguously, "The lamb kidneys there are pretty good."

An Zhenyuan's eyebrows twitched, his thin lips parted to reveal his white teeth, "Do you often eat?"

"That's right, Belxiang."

An Zhenyuan nodded, "So your kidneys are not good!!"

Peng Yan was complacent a second ago, but when he heard this sentence, his face immediately turned cold, "Nonsense."

An Zhenyuan sipped his tea and smiled: "Peng Yan, you have such a temper!"

Peng Yan said "go" and rolled his eyes.

An Zhenyuan picked up the car keys, "Let's go, I'll treat you, I'll treat you well."

Peng Yan pouted, and the two entered the elevator together.

The aluminum alloy wall in the elevator reflected the figures of the two of them. Peng Yan found that An Zhenyuan kept looking at him, so he turned to look at An Zhenyuan, "Why do you keep looking at me?"

"Look at you handsome."

"Yo, don't be jealous." Peng Yan smiled mischievously, the dimple at the corner of his mouth was particularly touching.

An Zhenyuan looked at his prickly dimples, shrugged his shoulders and said, "This is really wrong."

When the two got out of the elevator, Peng Yan's phone rang. An Zhenyuan watched his expression become more and more serious, and finally stood with him and waited for him to finish the call.

"Director, let's go to the 'Green City Community'. A friend of mine is not feeling well and asked me to give her medicine. I think it's better to send her to the hospital." Peng Yan said seriously.

"Okay, get in the car."

An Zhenyuan was speeding on the road, and while waiting for the red light, Peng Yan was extremely anxious, holding his mobile phone tightly in his hand.

An Zhenyuan started the engine, glanced at the rearview mirror, looked straight ahead, and asked Peng Yan, "Girl?"

"Ah?" Peng Yan was startled, and then said: "Well, my partner, you have met."

"Oh, that girl." An Zhenyuan thought for a while, turned around, and asked again, "Do you like her?"

"Yeah." Peng Yan said.

An Zhenyuan concentrated on driving without speaking, and arrived at Dai Yushan's house not long after.

Before the car came to a complete stop, Peng Yan jumped out of the car and ran to Dai Yushan's house in three steps and two steps, which was the time to fart. An Zhenyuan heard Peng Yan yell "Damn".

An Zhenyuan got out of the car quickly, looked at Peng Yan not far away who fell all over the place, and for a moment didn't know whether to laugh or blame.

He hurried forward, pulled Peng Yan up, and said angrily, "Haste makes waste, look at you, you are almost thirty, what's going on?"

"Stop rambling," Peng Yan stood up and patted the dust on the ground, "Damn it, I stepped on a banana peel."

"Ouch," Peng Yan just took a step, and found that his right foot hurt so badly that he couldn't use his strength at all.

"What's wrong?" Seeing this, An Zhenyuan quickly supported Peng Yan, grabbed his arm with one hand, and put his arm around his waist with the other, "You sprained your feet, move, I'll see if you hurt any bones."

Peng Yan moved slightly, and the excruciating pain made him inhale frequently and break out in a cold sweat.

Peng Yan: "No, I have to take my time."

An Zhenyuan looked around and found that there was a stone bench for rest not far away, "Go over there and have a rest."

Peng Yan jumped to the stone bench, and An Zhenyuan squatted down to take off his shoes.

Peng Yan was startled, and instinctively pulled his feet back, "What are you doing?"

"Don't move, let me take a look." An Zhenyuan pulled Peng Yan's trouser leg over, pushed Peng Yan's socks away, and touched the easily injured area, "Many players sprained their feet when they were young. When my father treated them, I often watch from the sidelines."

Peng Yan pursed his lips: "..."

An Zhenyuan helped Peng Yan put on his socks, and said, "It's not a big problem with you, you haven't hurt your bones." He stood up, sighed, and said, "Which floor is her house, I'll help her down."

Peng Yan hesitated for a while, and finally said, "302, thank you."

An Zhenyuan was overjoyed, "What? You don't want my help."

Peng Yan looked at the window of Dai Yushan's house and said, "Isn't it inconvenient?"

"It's convenient for you to go"

After finishing speaking, An Zhenyuan turned around and went upstairs before Peng Yan could choke.

"Fuck," Peng Yan stroked his hair a little irritably, and found that his ears were a little hot.He looked at his feet and reached out to touch the place An Zhenyuan touched just now. He was speechless for a while, and he didn't know what to think.

After waiting for a while, Peng Yan was a little annoyed, thinking that he had finally given him a chance to win his heart, but he was ended by a banana peel. When he saw Princess An Zhenyuan holding Dai Yushan down instead of saying to help her When I came down, the pH value of my heart was going to be negative.

Dai Yushan suffered from acute enteritis, and was still awake when she went downstairs. She put her arms around An Zhenyuan's neck, not to mention how pitiful she was, and fainted when she arrived at the hospital, so she was pushed directly to the emergency room.

Peng Yan sat on the stool in the corridor, folded his arms around his chest, leaned the back of his head against the wall, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

An Zhenyuan walked over from the nurse's station, and gestured in front of Peng Yan's eyes with his hands, "What's wrong? Are you sleepy?"

"No, I'm a little tired." Peng Yan sat upright, "Where have you been?"

An Zhenyuan didn't answer his question, he took a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao spray and said, "Come on, take off your shoes and apply some medicine, or you'll be swollen tomorrow."

Peng Yan looked at the bottle of spray, and suddenly felt a long-lost warmth in his heart, so embarrassed that he scratched the hair around his ears, pursed his lips, "I'll do it myself."

An Zhenyuan was not polite, and gave the bottle in his hand to Peng Yan, "Okay, you can get it yourself." Then An Zhenyuan sat next to him and looked at the door of the emergency room, the two of them were speechless for a while.

"Did you go to buy this just now?" Even though he knew, Peng Yan asked again as if he was sure, with a cautious tone.

"Yes." An Zhenyuan replied softly, raising Erlang's legs and propping his arms on his thighs.

It was quiet in the corridor, only the sound of the spray can be heard at this moment.After Peng Yan closed the lid, there was only the sound of each other's breathing in the corridor.

"You like Dai Yushan very much?" An Zhenyuan looked at the medical advertisement on the wall and asked softly.

Peng Yan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, and shrugged helplessly, "Well, I haven't seriously pursued other girls, anyway!"

"I've liked it for a long time." An Zhenyuan turned his head and looked directly into Peng Yan's eyes.

"How should I put it, maybe I still like it, or maybe I don't like it anymore, maybe because I'm not together, I feel like there's only one girl around, maybe I'm used to liking it, um, I'm used to it."

An Zhenyuan laughed dryly, "If you let people hear your words, it's probably even more useless."

"Hey, it's long gone. Maybe she's not married yet, or she doesn't have a partner," Peng Yan scratched his head irritably, "I won't tell you, you don't understand."

An Zhenyuan smiled a little vicissitudes, and he said slowly: "I understand, why don't I not understand? When liking becomes a habit, when waiting becomes a habit, I always feel that I haven't met again, so those who are not reconciled just I want to wait and see, but I don’t know that so much time has actually passed.”

"Hey, it seems that the director is a person with a story, he is very literary and artistic." Peng Yan shivered deliberately, stretched out his arm in front of him, and pointed, "Look at my goosebumps."

An Zhenyuan ignored Peng Yan's sarcasm, more like ignoring him as a person, and said to himself, "I have liked him since I was 6 years old, but when I grew up, I was sure that I started to like him at that time." gone."

Peng Yan couldn't laugh anymore when he heard the sound, he and An Zhenyuan didn't know each other very well, and the two had some rivalry with each other because of various misunderstandings in the early stage.He looked at An Zhenyuan carefully. When this man was quiet, he felt an indescribable melancholy.

An Zhenyuan let out a heavy breath, then turned his head and smiled at Peng Yan: "Just like you, he also has the word 'Yan'."

"Oh, what a coincidence, you seemed to have mentioned it during the last meal." Peng Yan nodded, a little curious about who that girl was.

"His surname is not Peng."

Peng Yan rolled his eyes, thinking, nonsense, the uncle surnamed Peng is right in front of you, An Zhenyuan's storytelling speed completely aroused Peng Yan's curiosity, so he asked anxiously, "What's her last name?"