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Time passed quietly, and the chatting in the group was still lively, but there was no response on the chat interface between Wen Zhuo and Lin Yunqing.

Ten minutes passed, and he still hadn't seen Lin Yunqing's reply.

Wen Zhuo snorted coldly, is this trying to pretend to be cold?

It's just a counterfeit, trying to replace Ah Qing.

He wouldn't be so rude.

Thinking of "Ah Qing", Wen Zhuo's eyes drooped slightly.

The memory of Ah Qing became more and more blurred, and he couldn't even remember Ah Qing's full name.

The doctor said it was because he subconsciously resisted thinking about things related to Ah Qing, maybe Ah Qing had hurt him.

But he forgot all those injuries, leaving only some beautiful fragments.

But even so, he still couldn't bear to forget Ah Qing.

Wen Zhuo smiled wryly, got up and walked out the door, and came to the studio.

The studio is empty, and there are many paintings that have been painted on the wall.

Look carefully at the contents of the paintings, without exception, all of them are portraits.

He took a paintbrush and sketched out the image in his mind bit by bit.

Since waking up, he has become more and more vague about Ah Qing's appearance, and he can only use a brush to deepen his impression.

Ah Qing's hair is soft and flowing, his eyes are slightly long, crooked when he smiles, his pupils are big and bright...

What is the nose like?

The movements in Wen Zhuo's hands paused, and Lin Yunqing's face flashed in his mind.

He put down the paintbrush abruptly, feeling inexplicably angry, he shouldn't have thought of others when he was painting Ah Qing.

Wen Zhuo left the studio halfway through the painting.

By the time he was in bed ready to rest, he was still resentful of his distraction.

It's all because of that Lin Yunqing.

Lin Yunqing, who was blamed for some reason, didn't sleep well that night, because his roommate Wu Xian played games until late at night, and the sound of typing on the keyboard and clicking the mouse made his brain swell, especially Wu Xian swears a few swear words from time to time.

Let’s leave today, or stay in a homestay, just spend money to eliminate disasters.

Lin Yunqing habitually took out her phone from her pillow to check the time.

But his eyes skipped the big time in the middle of the screen, and fell on the message sent by Mr. Wen Ba.

Wen Zhuo told him to go to work today!

Lin Yunqing suddenly had a dreamy feeling of a pie falling from the sky.

Mr. Wen, what a caring baby!

He clicked on the dialog box.

[Mr. Wen, good morning, I'm sorry, I fell asleep last night and didn't see your message. What time should I go to work today? 】

After waiting for a while, but did not get a reply, Lin Yunqing got out of bed with her mobile phone.

Mr. Wen should be sleeping at this time.

Lin Yunqing brushed her teeth and washed her face happily, then went to the dining hall to have breakfast, Wen Zhuo hadn't returned to him yet, it was already 08:30.

This Friday, Mr. Wen Ba, as a big figure who affects the country's economy, should be going to work soon.

It doesn't matter, Mr. Ba has the capital to sleep in and not go to work.Lin Yunqing was packing his luggage while thinking, he can pack his luggage first, and when Wen Zhuo gives an order, he can go directly to work.

With Wen Zhuo's "order", Lin Yunqing waited until eleven o'clock.

【The driver will pick you up at 11:30, and he will contact you later. 】

Looking at this indifferent notice, Lin Yunqing was glad that she had packed her luggage in advance.

After arriving at the workplace, Lin Yunqing looked up at the tall buildings in front of him. This was a tall building located in the city center, just across the river from the group of high-rise business buildings opposite.

With the gradual growth of Yalan, the company where Mr. Wen Ba works, the housing prices here have also risen, making it the most expensive mansion in the city.

The monthly salary Wen Zhuo gave him may be enough to rent a room here.

Looking at this vast space, Lin Yunqing began to think, he should not be used to do hygiene here, definitely not, he is just a small stand-in, who only needs to be responsible for Mr. Wen's emotional needs.

"Why are you standing around the door? Do you want to change your career to be a doorman?" Wen Zhuo's cold voice came from behind.

"Good afternoon Mr. Wen." Lin Yunqing turned her head and greeted the employer who just got out of the elevator. In fact, being a doorman is pretty good, at least it's easier than being a stand-in.

"Does your family need a guard?" Boss Ba's house was really extraordinary, even having a guard.

"Why, do you really want to change your career?" Wen Zhuo, who was opening the door, glanced at him and snorted slightly, "Don't even think about it with your small body."

"I just want to get to know my co-workers so that we can get on with each other later."

"Your colleague is only the cleaning lady, you can ask her how to go in and pack yourself and your luggage immediately." Wen Zhuo pushed the door open.

Lin Yunqing: ...Did Wen Zhuo take explosives today?

Lin Yunqing, who just joined the job today, is facing his first job task. As a caring emotional stand-in, he has to appease his employer's petty temper.

"Isn't Mr. Wen taking a break at the company at noon?" Lin Yunqing asked casually, her tone was gentle and calm, without being overly eager.He looked at Wen Zhuo from the corner of his eye. He was wearing a suit and a neat tie, and he looked like he came back from the company.

"Are you asking questions? So you think I can separate, one rests at the company and the other goes home to wait for your visit?" Wen Zhuo led him forward without turning back.It was only the first day and I started to inquire about his itinerary, hum.

Looking at the tall figure in front of him, Lin Yunqing felt that he might have underestimated the difficulty of this job.

"This is your room." Wen Zhuo pushed the door open.

Lin Yunqing looked at the room with a wide view and bright lighting. Compared with the dormitory he just left, this place is simply paradise.Although Mr. Wen Ba was a bit venomous today, at least he didn't arrange a nanny room for him.

Wen Zhuo led him to introduce the layout of the house, and finally came out of the study, put his hand on the doorknob of the next room, and said, "You cannot enter this room."

"Okay." Lin Yunqing nodded without hesitation. After all, everyone has some secrets. It's not surprising that the boss has as many secrets as the whole room. After all, he is the boss.

Wen Zhuo lowered his head and glanced at the time on the watch, and said: "You need to buy anything else, and you can pay for lunch by yourself. For the time being, you can ask Special Assistant Zhou for the expenses... Forget it, ask me to reimburse you. Next week, Special Assistant Zhou will issue the secondary card. I'll leave it to you."

Wow!Secondary card!The overbearing president's secondary card!Lin Yunqing finally had the real feeling that she was acting as a stand-in.

As soon as Wen Zhuo raised his eyes, he saw his slightly rounded, bright eyes, hum, when it comes to money, it's completely different, superficial!vulgar!

"As the main cardholder, I can see your consumption details. You have a monthly consumption limit of [-], and you need to apply for any excess." Wen Zhuo tried to pour cold water on it.

"Okay, thank you Mr. Wen, I will live within my means, consume rationally, and manage the house diligently." Lin Yunqing exclaimed again in his heart, he actually has a full 1 yuan for living expenses!

Wen Zhuo turned his head away, not wanting to see him open-eyed at Qian Qian, his eyes hurt, so he picked up the documents from the study and prepared to leave.

Lin Yunqing followed him to the gate. Under the lure of 1 yuan in living expenses, he felt that he needed to perform well.

"Mr. Wen, can I use the kitchen to cook?"

"Whatever you want, just don't add a lot of work to the cleaning lady for no reason."

"..."

"Mr. Wen, will you come back for dinner tonight?" Lin Yunqing smiled and looked at him gently. He knew the answer to this question, and Wen Zhuo would definitely not come back.

The classic drama of a stand-in is that the pitiful little stand-in prepares a table of meals and waits hungry for the return of the domineering president, but until late at night, the food is cold, and the boss has not come back. An icy chill.

Hearing his words, Wen Zhuo looked back at him and asked, "Are you making dinner?" There was obvious doubt in his voice.

"En." Lin Yunqing nodded. He has lived alone since he was 12 years old, and cooking is his survival skill.

"Okay." Wen Zhuo nodded, remembering that guy Shu Qing's teasing and teasing.

"Then..." Lin Yunqing paused, did Wen Zhuo just indicate that he would come back for dinner?

"Do you have any taboos?" Facing the sudden test, Lin Yunqing quickly finished speaking.

"I can't eat anything that is unpalatable."

Lin Yunqing: ...or he should resign.

"Prepare the ingredients, and you can start after I come back." Wen Zhuo looked up and down at Lin Yunqing who was opposite, and frowned slightly when he saw his washed white and fluffy T-shirt, "Turn around."

Lin Yunqing turned around with a mind full of doubts. Wen Zhuo is not afraid that he will poison the dishes, but he actually has to wait for him to come back before cooking. If he works overtime until late at night, it doesn't matter if he is hungry, after all, the boss There is a workaholic character, but he can't help being hungry.

The blue and white T-shirt was very thin, and under the light of his eyes, he could faintly see his thin and thin waist.

"Your clothes are not good." Wen Zhuo commented.

Lin Yunqing:? ? ?Didn't they just talk about dinner?

"Forget it, what are your measurements, height and leg length?" Wen Zhuo continued to look at him with his eyes, Lin Yunqing was very thin and fair, and then he walked towards him, the distance between them was only a palm.

Lin Yunqing:! ! !He just said it was going to be a meal!Could it be that Wen Zhuo was already moved like this?

"Mr. Wen, we said earlier that there is no physical contact." Lin Yunqing kept calm, wanted to take a step back, and reminded him.

Wen Zhuo snorted, raised his hand to hold his shoulder, lowered his eyes slightly, and could clearly see the swirls of his hair, the soft hair hanging softly, then he raised his hand and pressed his furry head, flattened his palm, He made a gesture, only reaching the tip of his nose.

"It's so short." Mr. Wen commented again.

Lin Yunqing:? ? ?

Sure enough, he should resign.

His height has exceeded the average height of male nationals in this country.

Lin Yunqing took a step back and glanced at the person opposite.Wen Zhuo is tall and has long legs, wide shoulders and narrow waist. From the outline of his suit, he can faintly see his tight and smooth muscle lines. If he doesn't speak, his demeanor looks calm and calm, no matter which crowd he is in, he is a dazzling presence.

"Mr. Wen, I think you may reflect on whether you are too tall."

"Sorry, my height makes you feel ashamed." Mr. Wen reflected, and Mr. Wen apologized.

The author has something to say:

Mr. Wen's eyes now only see the transparent clothes, which are old and ugly

I went out yesterday, I didn’t have time to update it, I will make it up in the next two days, tweet~

The previous chapters have been slightly revised, but it does not affect subsequent reading, and it doesn't matter if you don't look back.