Substitute not qualified

After seeing He Hao leave, Lin Yunqing immediately let go of the hand holding Wen Zhuo's arm, and smoothed the wrinkled sleeve with the palm of her hand, and then stood aside in an orderly manner.

"Lin Yunqing, your clothes?" Wen Zhuo stretched out his hand and pinched his neckline with his fingertips. The pale pink fabric was a bit thin, and the T-shirt was a bit wide. The hem of the clothes hung down his waist, and the loose style made him look slimmer .

Wen Zhuo frowned slightly, his eyes full of doubts.

"You bought it, and you said pink looks good." Seeing his undisguised disgust, Lin Yunqing immediately explained, and then sighed, "It's a pity, you should also buy one, a couple outfit."

"Couple outfit? Lin Yunqing, find out who you are." Wen Zhuo sneered and looked away.

"Mr. Wen, what you said is, can we eat now? The food is almost cold."

Wen Zhuo glanced down at the glaringly pink lunch box, which was out of place with his desk: "Put it away, and take it to the coffee table."

"Oh." Lin Yunqing carried the bento bag to the reception area.

As soon as he opened the lunch box, Wen Zhuo saw the dark heart made of seaweed just now.

"Black Heart Bento?" Wen Zhuo poked the big heart with his chopsticks.

Lin Yunqing: ...

"Love, it's love!" A domineering CEO who has no interest in life.

"It's all because of the rush of time, otherwise I can make it more beautifully and cook a soup." Lin Yunqing regretted that she couldn't show her skills.

"There's nothing to drink, it's dry, and it's not good to eat. Mr. Wen, can I order some milk tea?"

Wen Zhuo raised his eyes, and met a pair of bright eyes: "Where is the eating habit of eating with milk tea?"

"It's because of my individual needs." Lin Yunqing replied, he is already a person with a daily salary of over [-], so why can't he still have a cup of milk tea?

"This demand is dismissed." Boss Wen lowered his head and began to eat.

"I can pay for it myself." Lin Yunqing, who considered himself financially independent, didn't feel that he was asking for Wen Zhuo's opinion, he just wanted to see if the other party wanted to order together, otherwise he might not be able to make up the minimum delivery fee.

Wen Zhuo rubbed his forehead, and dialed the number of Special Assistant Zhou: "Bring a cup of yogurt in."

Special Assistant Zhou at the other end: ...

In less than 2 minutes, Lin Yunqing took a row of yogurt from Assistant Zhou, looking quite embarrassed: "Thank you, sorry for the inconvenience, I can actually buy it myself."

"Sit down, eat, and go back quickly after eating." Wen Zhuo pulled him down, "Every meal is so fancy."

"Mr. Wen, food is the paramount necessity of the people, and our life will be better only if we treat food with care." Lin Yunqing put a piece of ribs in his mouth.

Wen Zhuo picked and picked, picked up a piece of slightly burnt meat from the lunch box: "Is this your delicacy?"

"Home-cooked food, Mr. Wen, you have to tolerate its imperfection. Only imperfection is closer to real life." Lin Yunqing used serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of ribs that was so stuffy for him. Isn't the domineering CEO his favorite home-cooked food? of it?

"I only eat meat all day, vulgar." Wen Zhuo glanced at him.

Lin Yunqing: ...how can he be vulgar if he eats meat?

"He has never been like this. He loves to eat vegetables. He eats just the right amount of three meals a day. He is never addicted to his tongue." Wen Zhuo looked at the two meat and one vegetarian dishes in the lunch box, and suddenly came to his mind A picture of the school canteen.

In the noisy dining hall, the handsome and gentle young man ate the food on the plate elegantly, the noise of the environment seemed to have nothing to do with him.His food is just like his people, simple vegetables and a bowl of soup, mild and restrained, like a fairy drinking fairy dew.

Looking at the person in front of him eating a mouthful of meat and drinking a mouthful of milk, the beautiful images in Wen Zhuo's mind immediately disappeared.

"Oh, from now on you will eat vegetables and I will eat meat?" Lin Yunqing curled his lips. When he was poor, he had no choice but to eat the cabbage in the hall. Only when you are ready can you take a bite, and a meal is bitter and bitter.

But now that the meal expenses are being reimbursed by the overlord, and his monthly salary exceeds [-], why do he have to embarrass himself?

Wen Zhuo raised his eyebrows slightly, and his voice sank: "Lin Yunqing, have you forgotten your identity?"

"I know, I'm a professional stand-in, and I will eat more vegetables and wear pink clothes in the future." Lin Yunqing replied sadly, the money is too hard to earn.But from now on, he only needs to eat vegetables in front of Wen Zhuo, and there is no rule that he can't eat meat behind his back.

"Look at you, he wears clothes of this color, elegant and refined, what about you?" Wen Zhuo continued to be picky, "He's so flirtatious, he doesn't look like that at all, he's totally unqualified."

Lin Yunqing: ... To be honest, Wen Zhuo's tone is very similar to that kind of mother who keeps talking about "other people's children".Moreover, who is being coquettish, what kind of look is this?

"Mr. Wen, don't compare yourself too much. You can easily make me lose my confidence."

"That's your job, what does your self-confidence have to do with me?" Boss Wen was cold and merciless.

Is this the cruel quote from the domineering president to the stand-in?It was a bit irritating, Lin Yunqing angrily opened a box of yogurt, dug a big mouthful with a spoon and stuffed it into his mouth, calm down, Wen Zhuo is a cash cow, a cash cow.

After eating, Boss Ba still had a conscience, because he was going out to meet a client, so he took Lin Yunqing along for a ride.

"Then are you coming back for dinner tonight?" Lin Yunqing walked beside Wen Zhuo, carrying a pink lunch bag.

"No." Wen Zhuo replied lightly.

"Okay." Lin Yunqing quietly sized him up with sideways eyes. Could it be that Mr. Wen Ba is going to the club or bar tonight?These places are all places that are matched with exciting plots.

So as a stand-in, should he wait at home for Wen Zhuo to return until late at night?After all, many avatars do this.

While thinking, the two walked outside the special elevator door, because it was a special elevator, and it was not as crowded as other employee elevators.

Just as Lin Yunqing volunteered to press the elevator button, he caught a glimpse of a figure rushing this way from the corner of his eye.

Lin Yunqing subconsciously blocked Wen Zhuo's side.

With a "crash", Lin Yunqing was knocked back two steps, his lunch box was thrown to the ground, and the documents of the person opposite was also knocked to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The visitor hurriedly picked up the scattered folders, and when he found them at Wen Zhuo's feet, he bowed and apologized to Wen Zhuo with an apologetic face.

Lin Yunqing:? ? ?Wen Zhuo got hit?So what he just sacrificed his life to save was air?

"Accidents can happen even if you press an elevator, the amazing Lin Yunqing." Wen Zhuo pulled him behind him.

Lin Yunqing: ...

He had just sacrificed his life to save Wen Zhuo, didn't President Wen Ba feel a little grateful?

Could it be that this is the abuse of the substitute by the legendary domineering president?

Lin Yunqing raised his hand and rubbed his waist, he was really hurt by the boxy pile of documents, the sharp corners of the documents were hard, and it hit his waist directly.

Wen Zhuo bent down to pick up the lunch box that was thrown behind him, packed it up and carried it.

"Is this considered a work-related injury? Mr. Wen." Lin Yunqing pressed her waist and asked him sideways.

Wen Zhuo hadn't answered yet, but the young man opposite hurriedly responded: "It's okay Mr. Wen, I'm fine, it's all because I was too reckless and didn't watch the way, how can it be considered a work-related injury."

Lin Yunqing:? ? ?

Only then did Lin Yunqing look at the young man opposite him.

The young man was wearing a loose white shirt with a slender figure and a head of smooth black hair. He looked a little fragile. After he sorted and folded the documents on the floor, he stood up with his hands on the floor, but he got up His movements were not smooth, halfway up his waist, he lowered his eyebrows and fell down again with a "hiss".

"Are you okay?" Lin Yunqing hurried over to help him up.

"It's okay, thank you." The young man held the document and smiled at him with lowered eyebrows, his voice soft.

"Which department?" Wen Zhuo glanced at the numbers on the elevator and asked casually.

"Hello Mr. Wen, I, I am Luo Xing from the editorial department of the new media, I just joined the job last week." Luo Xing's face seemed to be a little red, he held the document tightly and stuttered towards Wen Zhuo.

"Wow!" Hearing this name, Lin Yunqing's eyes widened immediately, and she quietly took a step closer to Luo Xing, poking her head to see him.

Wen Zhuo glanced at the elevator, grabbed Lin Yunqing by the collar, and led him to the elevator. The next second, the elevator door opened.

"This is the president's special elevator. If you don't understand anything, ask your team leader." Wen Zhuo left a word in his tone, and led Li Lin Yunqing into the elevator.

"Okay, thank you Mr. Wen." Luo Xing looked at them blankly holding the document.

Lin Yunqing's gaze was also looking at him from the gap where the elevator door was not completely closed.

"Why, why don't you go out now, so as not to prevent you from meeting and getting to know each other?" Wen Zhuo reached out and grabbed Lin Yunqing's arm, and hung the pink lunch bag back on his forearm.