President, he can't control the Shura field.

Xiaoan carefully arranged a luxurious dinner for five people for the boss.Such a private matter as eating with the boss should be left to the personal assistant, who happens to stay in the company to handle the rest.

Xiaoan felt that since the assistants joined the job, the boss seemed to be a different person.His temper has softened, his speech has softened, and even his attitude towards him has changed.In the past, he didn't dare to think of his boss saying "thank you" to him, or saying "thank you" when he was working overtime.

Something is wrong with the boss.

But something is wrong!

Jiang Tang also specially sent the photos of the bookshelves to Xiao An.

"Secretary An, I'm sorry to trouble you." Jiang Tang said.

Xiao An once again praised his carefulness, the boss is so picky, he really needs such a person by his side.

Jian Zhuo was the last one to leave, and before leaving, he carried the glass jar onto the table, and left after confirming that the stick figures were all right.

On the elevator, Jian Fanchen looked down at Ying Ming's hand that had already been pasted with a Band-Aid.

Ying Ming put her hands behind her back indiscriminately.

Jian Fanchen reflected briefly. Although Ying Ming was tall, he was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. He was destined to inherit the family business since he was a child.Unlike Jiang Tang, he has never experienced such hardships, and his muscles are also built in a private gym, so he will not make it difficult for him to do these physical labors in the future.

Jian Fanchen looked up at the number of floors, and asked, "Have you all driven?"

Because of the position she was standing in, Ying Ming was the first to meet his gaze.

"Open." Ying Ming said.

Jian Fanchen nodded, and looked at Jian Zhuo beside him.

Jian Zhuo said, "I took a taxi."

Jiang Tang said, "I don't have a car either."

Ying Ming frowned at this moment. When he came in the morning, he saw Jiang Tang driving.

Jiang Tang added another sentence: "Unfortunately, it was sent for maintenance at noon."

Jian Fanchen nodded and asked Cheng Lian, "What about you?"

Cheng Lian seemed to be in a daze, and it was only after being cueed that he came back to his senses.

"Well, I'm driving."

When the elevator arrived at the parking lot, Jian Fanchen said, "Then Jiang Tang and Ying Ming come with me."

After Jian Fanchen finished speaking, Ying Ming glanced at Jiang Tang.

Jiang Tang smiled at him: "See you later."

The driver brought the nanny's car over, and Jian Fanchen got into the car first, only to find that Jiang Tang and Jian Zhuo were still standing outside the car door after sitting down.

"Get in the car," he said.

The four separate seats faced each other two by two. Jiang Tang got on the bus second, glanced at the empty seat next to him, and finally sat on the seat opposite Jian Fanchen.

This position is suitable for chatting with you, as you are used to sitting face to face when eating.Especially in the early stages of acquaintance, sitting face to face can not only increase the chance of communication, but also deepen the impression of each other's appearance.

Jian Zhuo got into the car and sat on the seat next to Jian Fanchen.

The seat space is actually quite spacious, and Jian Fanchen can move freely in the car, but now because there are three tall men sitting together, and the three pairs of long legs are too long, the space still seems a bit reluctant.

Jiang Tang's long legs had nowhere to rest, and Jian Fanchen's knees inevitably bumped into each other.

Jian Fanchen shrank instinctively, leaned slightly to the side, and Jiang Tang immediately glanced at the empty seat beside him: "I'll change the seat."

Jian Fanchen didn't expect that such a small movement would be discovered, and he was a little embarrassed.After all, sitting next to him, Jian Zhuo's legs are longer than his, and the two young people will feel more crowded.

Jian Zhuo was just about to move his legs to let Jiang Tang come over, when he heard Jian Fanchen say: "Don't move, it's not far, we'll be there soon."

"Yeah." Jiang Tang didn't have time to get up, he hesitated for a second and sat back down.

This time, he took advantage of the situation and raised Erlang's legs to naturally save space, making Jian Fanchen more spacious.

Jian Fanchen looked at him and saw that he was staring out the window, his attention was no longer in the car.

"Mr. Jian," Jiang Tang's eyes lit up, "Turn into this intersection and you'll be No. [-] Middle School."

"Well, yes." Jian Fanchen looked along, remembering that Jiang Tang and him were alumni, "I didn't rebuild it when I graduated. The students are really happy now, and the campus is much bigger."

Jiang Tang said: "I just started construction when I was a freshman in high school."

Jian Fanchen thought about it and said, "Then you are four years younger than me."

Jiang Tang smiled: "I wish I could go to school two years earlier."

"Why?" Jian Fanchen blinked, but didn't turn the corner.

"In that case, I won't be able to meet you on campus in my first year of high school and your third year of high school." Jiang Tang said.

"You might as well say that you were born two years earlier. You can't meet that," Jian Fanchen replied seriously, "I went abroad in my third year of high school."

I have been studying abroad before returning to university.

Jiang Tang looked at Jian Fanchen, smiled, didn't say anything, and was silent for a rare moment.

He knew that Jian Fanchen had gone abroad in his third year of high school, and he even remembered the day when he dropped out of school.It was the day he was transferred to No. [-] Middle School.

Jian Fanchen suddenly turned his head and asked Jian Zhuo, "Where did you go to high school?"

Jiang Tang also looked at Jian Zhuo when he heard the words.

Jian Zhuo originally lowered his eyes, but at this moment he raised his head to meet his gaze, the golden sunlight just shone on the young facial features, a pair of round almond eyes sparkled.

Probably because of the illusion given by the setting sun, the usually well-behaved boy turned out to be a lot more mature at this moment, with a faint trace of reliable tenderness in his eyes.

Jian Zhuo smiled and said, "I'm also from No. [-] Middle School."

"Oh?" Jiang Tang asked, "Which class are you from?"

Jianzhuo said: "It should be a year younger than you. I was not enrolled in the year of the reconstruction, and I was in the third grade of the school next door."

Jiang Tang smiled again: "Then you must have never met me when you entered school. I transferred to other places after finishing my first year of high school."

"That was a perfect miss." Jian Zhuo also smiled.

Jian Fanchen said: "It seems that our three alumni have completely missed it."

His tone sounded relaxed, but his heart actually thumped.Why is the author so scumbag, let him attack two juniors.Is this something humans can do?

"But after going around for so long, we finally meet again." Jiang Tang said softly, with an imperceptible smile in his eyes.

After speaking, he turned his face away and looked out of the window, so that no one could see clearly.

He was sitting with his back facing the front of the car. When he passed the street sign at the Yizhong intersection, he suddenly said: "I used to sit on the backside of the bus. Looking at the scenery outside the window like this is like going back in time."

He looked at the distance of the city, looking out of place with old age.

For a long time in high school, he really wanted to turn back time.

At this moment, the figure at the school gate that year flashed through his mind again.

Jian Fanchen felt that Jiang Tang was a bit weird today, especially when it came to his alma mater.

Tsk, I didn't expect this kid to be quite youthful and painful, and he took the "sorrow at a 45-degree elevation angle" hang.

Jian Fanchen was holding back his laughter, until tears were about to come out.

Then he heard Jian Zhuo seem to laugh lightly.

He turned his face and grinned at him seeing Zhuo.

It's a friendly smile, not offensive, and warm.

Like Little Sun, although he is about to graduate from university, he still looks like a high school student.

Jiang Tang also turned around, without the sadness just now, and grinned.

Jian Fanchen felt no embarrassment anymore, and the atmosphere in the car relaxed.

He looked at Jian Zhuo full of vigor, and felt so good to be young.Not worrying too much, not heavy-hearted, it is the most powerful age.

Dressed in white, it was as clean as his heart.

Jian Fanchen looked at him, and suddenly noticed a little red on the cuff.

Like blood.

"Are you bleeding?" he asked.

Jian Zhuo lowered his head and raised his hand, only to find that the palm of his hand had been cut at some point, and the blood had already dried up.

Jiang Tang asked, "Did you slip it when you moved the glass tank at the end?"

He was the last one to leave, and before he left, he asked Jian Zhuo if he wanted to help.

The glass jar was still very big, and when Cheng Lian moved it up from downstairs, he took out the rockery and carried it separately.Just now seeing Zhuo leaning over and lifting the vat and mountain turtle together from the ground, he was afraid that he would slip to his waist.But seeing Zhuo's relaxed look, he was relieved to leave first.

Among the four, Ying Ming is serious and Cheng Lian is reticent, so it is only Jian Zhuo who can say a few words to him.

In the past few days, he found out from Xiaoan's side that among the three, Yingming came to repay favors, and his family background was as complicated as his.Cheng Lian came to get resources, only Jian Zhuo was the most innocent, and came out to work to earn money after missing classes in his senior year.

"It should be, but it's not in the way." Jian Zhuo looked at the wound, it wasn't deep, but it was quite long, like scratched by glass.

Jiang Tang said, "Yingming has medicine there, we'll deal with it later."

But Jian Fanchen had already opened the first-aid kit in the car, and said, "Here it is. Hold out your hand, and I'll treat it for you."

Jian Zhuo stretched out his hand obediently, rolled up his sleeves, exposing his forearm.

His complexion is very fair, but it is different from Jian Fanchen's fair complexion.The slender and powerful muscle lines on the arms extend upwards, and people can't help but find out that strength and roughness are not the only combination, and a delicate combination of strength can also be very reasonable.

As soon as Jian Fanchen opened the medicine box, Jiang Tang said, "Boss Jian, let me do it."

Jian Fanchen looked up at him, and remembered Jian Zhuo's misunderstanding of him last night, so he didn't insist anymore.

But Jian Zhuo and Jiang Tang were sitting diagonally, the distance was not as close as Jian Fanchen, and it was a bit far to stretch his arms over.

Jiang Tang took the medicine box and was about to get up and sit on the seat next to him, Jian Zhuo said, "Don't change it, I'll do it myself."

After Jian Fanchen found out that he had handed over the medicine box to Jiang Tang, Jian Zhuo's eyes were a little strange.

Seems a little lost?

The sense of loss looked pitiful in the eyes of this pair of round puppies.

Yesterday he was implicated and splashed with alcohol, today he was given herbal tea, and he got injured while helping him move the turtle.

It can be seen that he is a newcomer in the workplace who really wants to do a good job.

At this time, the care of the boss and the care that the boss asks others to send have different weight.

Besides, Ying's left hand was injured just now, and he can handle it by himself.But it was the right hand that was burnt, and it was obviously a little hard.

Jian Fanchen decided to be a good boss.

"Stop arguing, give me the medicine box."

Jian Zhuo didn't refuse, and Jiang Tang didn't say anything more.

While disinfecting and applying medicine to Jian Zhuo, Jian Fanchen looked at his slender and strong hands, which still had traces left by the years of hand-made models by architecture students.

When they came to the restaurant, Cheng Lian and Ying Ming had already arrived first.

Jian Fanchen often comes to this French chef's private kitchen, and he only serves a few tables a day, and he can't even wait in line for a seat.

After the manager of the restaurant led them into the private room, he went out to the bathroom, and as soon as he entered, he saw the receptionist in front of the sink.

"Is your hand okay?" Jian Fanchen saw the band-aid on his hand again.

Ying Ming quickly dried her hands with a paper towel and said, "I just scratched my skin a bit, I'm not that delicate."

This small injury should be kept in normal times without blinking his eyes.

Jian Fanchen knew that he was dodging, and said amusedly: "Flesh and blood will be hurt, this is not coquettish."

See the big from the small.Ying Ming has such a strong personality, she has been used to being praised since she was a child, and she is completely unwilling to expose her own weaknesses, let alone ask others for help.

If you can't communicate with people, you can easily be alienated.This domineering boss has already suffered a big loss in managing their company.

Jian Fanchen thought for a while, and then said: "Look at the acne on my chin, did you give me the plaster because I am delicate?"

His skin recovered quickly. Looking at the pimples that had disappeared in the mirror, he was very proud, and began to speak out:

"If it weren't for your help, my acne would not heal so quickly. You can try to open your heart and accept the kindness of this world."

Ying Ming pursed her lips and said nothing.

Rejection, he is used to it.Accept, he doesn't like it.To accept is to be at the mercy of others, very insecure.

He also knows that this is his weakness, as a future president, he still has a lot to learn.

Jian Fanchen knew what he was thinking: "Actually, it's not difficult. You see, you accepted Xiaoqian's kindness today. Remember to thank him next time."

Ying Ming frowned, and muttered softly, "I thought you gave it to me."

Jian Fanchen, who has good hearing, raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, "Are you going to accept what I offer?"

Ying Ming was silent for two seconds before answering him: "You are the boss, can I refuse anything you offer?"

"That's good." Jian Fanchen said, "When you hesitate to accept other people's kindness in the future, it will be regarded as a task given to you by the boss."

Ying Ming didn't reply anymore, on the one hand, he felt that this approach was naive, and on the other hand, he was weighing the feasibility in his heart.

After Jian Fanchen finished speaking, he went to the bathroom with satisfaction.

After washing her hands, Ying Ming looked at his back and unconsciously rubbed her nose.

As in the office just now, his eyes fell on the back of Jian Fanchen's neck again.

so white.The neckline was uncluttered now, but he had a rebellious vision of the office.

With such a recollection, he felt that there was a faint smell of V's perfume in the bathroom now.

He quickly held his breath, turned and walked out.

The author has something to say:

After thinking about it, if you want to simulate a dog, it will probably look like this:

Jian Fanchen is the smiling angel Samoyed

Tibetan mastiff

Is Jiang Tang a Teddy, or a golden retriever?

Cheng Lian is a beagle dog, the most cold

Jianzhuo is a German shepherd, and the German shepherd was really cute when he was young