Stop flirting, I can't stand it

Sleepy.

Lu Qi was sitting in the study, dozing off one after another while holding the pile of materials.

It's strange, when I got home just now, I was obviously very energetic, but not long after I sat down, the words in front of me gradually blurred, and at first glance it looked like a bunch of little ants crawling around in circles.

I did feel sleepy in the office yesterday...but it was far from being as groggy as now.

——Isn’t this a hidden disease that was hard to find out in the elevator just now?

The red hair was messed up by Lu Qi himself. He tried his best to open the browser on his mobile phone, and searched "After the elevator accident, I went to the hospital to check that there was no problem, but I have been groggy and lack of energy. Why?"

The web page popped up quickly, and there was no search for such a long term at all. The web page automatically searched "What is the reason for dizziness, fatigue, and lack of energy?"

——"The physique is too poor."

Lu Qi frowned, feeling that this web page is not smart, even if the search is incomplete, the important premise of "experienced an elevator accident" cannot be omitted directly!

He searched again: "What is the reason for the drowsiness after the impact?"

The page popped up, and Lu Qi denied the answer of "concussion".

Just kidding, all the hospitals under their family have been checked. If it was really a concussion, I should be lying in the ward by now.

He bit his finger, thought hard, and finally came up with another description: "He was dizzy while working, could it be a hidden disease?"

Click Search.

The page popped up, and this time the search results matched the question better.

It's just that Lu Qi looked at the obvious words "Poor Student Syndrome", and his doubts in his heart became speechless.

Poor Student Syndrome - The clinical manifestation is that you feel drowsy when you look at the serious work or study content, and you still feel that you have some undiagnosed disease. There must be some reasons for your poor academic performance or poor performance.

Lu Qi: "..."

Do not search, bad luck.

He dragged his chin, turning the pen in his hand one after another.

I don't know why... In fact, today's data is more interesting than the reports I read yesterday. After all, the reports are cold numbers besides the trend.

But I have seen all the reports, why can't I see these items at all today?

Is it because of the study environment?

Probably not, the decoration color of this study room and the decoration color of the company's office are all according to the old way's preferences, in fact, they both look similar.

That is, because of people?

Because Mu Hongmo is not here?

Oh, let alone, Mu Hongmo has excellent professional skills, and he can explain the problems in simple terms, and he can explain the reports so well. If Secretary Mu personally explained this project today, it would definitely be more interesting than reading it here.

……

Lu Qi sighed and looked at the page number of the information - "1".

I can't send a message saying that I encountered difficulties in understanding when I saw the first page, right?

"Ding--"

A message came in on the phone.

He raised his eyelids and tapped his phone.

——[Zhang Zi]: "Brother Lu, how does it feel to go to work?"

Lu Qi typed: ——that's it.

——[Zhang Zi]: "Hey Brother Lu, is there any follow-up for that cool guy you added that night?"

This is for gossip.

——[Lu Qi]: "Don't mention it, I didn't find out until I went to my dad's company that Brother Cool is my dad's secretary, and he belongs to Gao Leng Xueba's secretary."

——[Zhang Zi]: "Thank you for the invitation, it sounds even more touching."

——[Lu Qi]: "?"

——[Zhang Zi]: "Shasha."

Lu Qi frowned and replied, "Be normal, I'm afraid."

——[Zhang Zi]: "Brother Lu! Then, is that high-cold Xueba secretary right next to you? Observe secretly.jpg"

——[Lu Qi]: "No, something happened in the company today, and I'm staying at home now."

——[Zhang Zi]: "It's awesome, it's awesome. It's the first time I've heard that the reason for skipping work is so fresh and refined. I blame the company for skipping work."

Lu Qi laughed angrily, thinking that this person probably couldn't understand people's words, and he was too lazy to explain to this person what happened in the company today, so he simply replied "Fuck off".

After sending, exit the chat interface with Zhang Zi and take a look.

Well, no one else messaged me.

The red dot jumped out again, Zhang Zi seemed to have seized the opportunity, and bombarded Lu Qitong with WeChat messages.

——[Zhang Zi]: "I was wrong, I was wrong, Brother Lu, I didn't mean that."

——[Zhang Zi]: "In your own company, of course you want to take a break and when to take a break. How can you say it's skipping work! That's right!"

——[Zhang Zi]: "However, this is very good. Didn't you fall in love with that cool guy? God just sent him to you, Brother Lu. Isn't that easy to catch?"

——[Zhang Zi]: "Let me know if there is any news! I will send invitations to everyone, and we will have a wedding banquet!"

Lu Qi frowned after reading this mess, and felt that there was indeed something wrong with this guy's mind.

Without changing his face, he still typed "Fuck" and sent it over. By the way, he clicked on the three dots in the upper right corner of the dialog box with Zhang Zi, and quickly set do-not-disturb for this person's messages.

Well, that's clean.

This person has nothing to do by himself, so why not take him to chat.

What a wedding!He and Mu Hongmo...

He was indeed trying to strike up a conversation with someone, but didn't he forget that Mu Hongmo was Mu Hongmo at that time... No, what he meant was...

The environment is clean, but Lu Qi's mind is not clean.

He was lying on the table, while scribbling and drawing on the project materials with a pen in his hand, while thinking about what was there.

——He didn't recognize Mu Hongmo that night, and Mu Hongmo obviously recognized him. Then he disappeared without replying to the message. Would it be too rude?

——Hey, it’s all over.After I arrived at the company, I apologized to Mu Hongmo, didn't he accept it?

—Is the nature of the matter different?If the other party thought about it, if it wasn't for the meeting the next day, he might have disappeared without replying to the message. No matter how you say that apology can only be regarded as a remedy...

——Thinking too much, Mu Hongmo obviously didn't take it to heart!Judging by his professional counseling attitude and the care he took for himself in the elevator, does it seem like there is still a grudge in his heart?not like.

When Lu Qi came back to his senses, the information had already turned to the tenth page.

...It is also covered with q-version villains drawn by myself.

The q-version villain is dressed in a suit, with different expressions, and one is wearing a black windbreaker—just like the one Mu Hongmo was wearing when he met at the door that day.

Grass, what am I doing?

Lu Qi was stunned, and his first reaction was to find something to wipe off these villain paintings.

Then he realized he was using a fountain pen.

……

The next day, just as Lu Qi was sitting in the office feebly, Mu Hongmo pushed the door open and came in.

"Did you stay up late again last night?" Mu Hongmo looked at Lu Qi, and noticed the increasingly obvious dark circles under his eyes.

"Hmm...that's too much information."

Mu Hongmo put down his jacket and bag, and said, "Didn't you say you can watch as much as you can, without sacrificing sleep time?"

"Oh, no." Lu Qi sat up straight: "I couldn't sleep last night, so I just got up and looked at the information."

Mu Hongmo raised his eyebrows, but didn't say anything.

Staying up late to read information?Authenticity is questionable.

"Give me the information." He picked up his tie and sat next to Lu Qi.

"No." Lu Qi handed over the stack of documents.

"Where's the number of pages in front?" As soon as he got it, Mu Hongmo felt the thickness and knew that the number was wrong.

"Oh, when I was reading the materials yesterday afternoon, Zhang's mother came in to deliver milk, and accidentally got the materials wet, so I didn't take them, but I read the contents on them!"

Wet?

Mu Hongmo touched the rest of the information, put his thumb and index finger together, and twirled his fingertips.

What kind of milk wets the first few pages, leaving the rest of the pile untouched by milk?

The man in front of him is lying.

But what is the purpose of lying about such a matter?

Mu Hongmo didn't know, and didn't ask.

He clicked on the stack of materials and said: "You have read all the content, and the questions you asked me yesterday afternoon were also very accurate. Let me talk about some general industry common sense about this real estate project... ..."

……

Lu Qi performed well today, and he persisted for more than an hour before he felt drowsy.

"This is the venue that the exhibition organizers liked two years ago. For this kind of artistic exhibition, we generally only need to invest and select. There are other departments to screen and approve the content and specifications."

After Mu Hongmo finished briefly, he was about to turn the page when he heard the even breathing of the people around him.

He looked at his watch—early ten, not bad.

The sunlight outside became warmer at this time, shining directly into the room through the glass.

The boy lying on the table has fair skin, and under the sunlight, he has a "transparent" beauty.The red hair is more dazzling under the light, and when the man closes his eyes, the long eyelashes droop, giving an illusion of fragility.

Mu Hongmo looked at the dark circles under his eyes, quietly closed the documents in his hand, and put them in front of Lu Qi.

He stood up, turned sideways and reached back to the remote control of the blinds, and closed the blinds as slowly as possible without making a sound.

The coat on the stool next to him was taken off and put on Lu Qi.

Now that you've stayed up all night, get a good night's sleep.

After doing all this, Mu Hongmo sat back in his seat and looked sideways at Lu Qi who was sleeping soundly for a while.

——Is it uncomfortable for him to sleep like this?

How about bringing him a pillow?

Mu Hongmo thought for a while, and was about to turn his head to look at his screen when he suddenly noticed that the top page of the pile of documents... seems to have some traces?

It seems to be reflective, which can only be seen from the side.

He took a closer look, and saw that the marks looked like someone had written something on the previous page, and the force of the pen was too heavy, causing the traces of the pen to see through to the next page.

Mu Hongmo gently pulled out the top page, and stared at the light to see what the marks on it were.

It seems to be a villain in a suit.

With a round head and a big body, with a fierce expression on his face, he held a stack of documents in his arms.

...and a small leather whip in his hand.

Mu Hongmo laughed.

This person has always been good at drawing, and I have seen it before at the exhibition of the art department of the school.

This is the first time I draw myself...is this kind of thing?

He felt a little itchy in his heart, and wanted to take a picture of this small painting, but when he turned on his mobile phone camera, he found that the picture was not clear at all, so he gave up.

Putting down the paper, I happened to see the boy sleeping restlessly.

The two hairs on the front of the forehead hang down, just in the position of each other's eyes, it should be a little itchy.

Mu Hongmo possessed himself, and gently brushed those two hairs up.

—Forget it, don’t bother with him.