luck on thursday

"Ding ding."

Philip shook the small bell, and the two young men on the other side of the long table reluctantly parted ways. One pair of blue and one pair of gray green looked at this side, and even yawned lazily. Lin Qingyang put one hand on his cheek , reached out and grabbed Philip's sleeve.

The young master shook his head, pretending to be acting like a baby silently.

Mr. Fitzgerald felt an arrow shot in his heart, his brows and eyebrows raised as he expected, but unconsciously eased, he just wanted to smile at his young master.

"It's time for the family council, gentlemen," said Philip gently.

Lin Qingyang kicked Louis: "Yes, I'm listening, sir."

Louis did not do these little tricks, but took his young master's hand openly, and looked at it carefully one by one, and finally motioned Philip to continue talking, while he cut Lin Qingyang's nails.

Philip: "..."

It's really bullying that Weiwei left early, otherwise he would have had his nails cut.

Humph.

The young master stretched out his hand obediently, letting Louis do whatever he wanted.

Philip coughed, took out a document and glanced at it.

"It's like this," he said, "I'm too old, and I don't have much energy to deal with these things. Although Joe has basically never been in touch with it before, the school classes are still going on, and there is Louis who is familiar with these things, I don't think it's a big problem."

"So I plan to let Joe enter the company as soon as possible to get acquainted with the affairs. What does Joe think?"

The sound of nail cutting slowly stopped, and the young people slowly raised their heads and looked this way.

Louis didn't show any surprise, this was something he had already decided for a long time.It's just the difference between sooner and later;

However, for Lin Qingyang, it was equivalent to placing a bomb on the spot, blowing him up from his chair, and being dragged down by Louis again.

"Uh, this, although you mentioned it before," he thought for a while, still a little embarrassed, "but isn't it a little faster?"

Taking on the responsibilities of a big family or something, just thinking about it makes life stressful.

And Louis focused on another point.

"The young master hasn't had enough fun, so you squeeze him like this? Let Joe be crushed by those brick-high documents in your hands so early?" The butler with gray-green eyes frowned disapprovingly, and pulled Lin Qingyang over. hand to cut the nails of the other hand.

Lin Qingyang shrunk her neck, unexpectedly, after careful consideration, Philip thought that what Louis said was very reasonable.

"...Louis is right," Philip said, throwing the document away, "Joe should play happily for a few more years."

Lin Qingyang: "..."

It's you who swallowed what you just said so easily.

However, a few days later, next to Philip's high-level spacious office, there was still a small office. The boss specially ordered people to separate this area, carefully decorate it, and put all the necessary furniture such as tables, chairs, sofas, carpets, biscuit boxes [? 】Game consoles and all kinds of snacks, by the way, customized soft pillows and cat dolls on the head, trying not to be boring.

So every time the employees come out of the boss's office, they can see people moving all kinds of interesting gadgets into this room, but they don't have the office utensils they should have, and finally put a few symbolically on the large and thick table Documents and an ink pen.

The gentlemen of the employees are just a little speechless about the layout of this room, and the ladies of the employees always take a sneak peek every time they pass by.

They returned to their workstations, chatting and poking around, wanting to know who had invaded the territory that belonged to Mr. Fitzgerald so forcefully.

Finally, the insider said that a young master was coming here, the young master of the Fitzgerald family.

——that is, the future boss!

All the employees are full of interest in this young master, but the company is too big and there are a lot of people commuting to and from get off work. They only need to complete their work, so how can they have time to pay attention to this matter.

So when Lin Qingyang came, he swiped his card at the door. At most, some people looked back at this too young gentleman with great interest, and then wondered in his heart, at this age, he doesn't look like an employee of the company, could it be someone else? The younger generation, take it to the company as an escrow for a while?

When the blue-eyed young man was led away, he belatedly remembered that he had seen this man in the newspaper.

...Wait, who did he seem to pass by just now? !

Louis is very familiar with this place. He took the young master through the park and came to the main building. He introduced to Lin Qingyang that the highest floor of this building is Philip's office, but now Philip has temporarily designated a third of the area. , Create a comfortable small space for your young master.

Lin Qingyang asked curiously: "In such a large space, there is only one office for Philip?"

Louis nodded: "Yes."

The glass door opened, and all the employees who came and went gave a salute to the gentleman who had just entered. They recognized each other's face and signature eye color, and they were one of Mr. Fitzgerald's most capable assistants. Some time ago, Fitzgerald The delegation of authority by Mr. made the employees terrified, thinking that the company would change its name to Wilfred.

A young master came out behind him, and walked inside after Wilfred.It was a typical face of a rich young man, with a gentle expression, and beautiful blue eyes, exactly the same color as Mr. Fitzgerald's.

Wait, could it be that the person Louis brought in was the owner of the mysterious office in the legend? !

The people who came and went made a noise, "He... he looks really small."

"Is he an adult? The boss is so cruel to let such a young boy work?"

"I suspect he has some oriental blood, otherwise he would not be so young... Maybe he is already in his twenties, but we can't see it."

"Hi Chrissy? What are you looking at?"

The employee lady whose name was called grabbed the teacup in her hand in a daze: "Then what, he is really good-looking... No, no, no, I mean Wilfred."

"Come on, Wilfred has been here for a long time, and I haven't seen you like this." The girls smiled at her gently.

Everyone watched the young master step into the boss's special elevator, and the moment the elevator door closed, they thought together: Will he like that bright and lovely office?

As soon as Lin Qingyang opened the door, he thought he had gone to the wrong place. He took a step back in a daze, and turned his head to look. Next door was Philip's office with simple, clear and polarized colors. When he turned his head, he thought he had returned to his room in Fitz Manor .

Lin Qingyang: "This is my lounge? Where is the office?"

Louis pointed to the range of the table in the middle, and the few pens and papers on it that were used as decorations: "Here...probably. The young master can bring school homework here to write, it happens to be closer to the school than the manor, and it is also You can chat with Philip or something."

The room is made in very warm colors, and every detail is made very warm, like a nest for the most beloved cat in the family, and many desserts and snacks are placed in the most conspicuous places, deliberately showing off, to Attract the young master who is tempting outside.

Sure enough, the butler watched his young master poke in a little bit, and finally stretched lazily on the couch, and took out a surprise gift package from Philip under the pillow:

Share transfer contract.

thump.

The young master's eyes widened and he rolled off the sofa.

Philip came back from the outside, and was satisfied to see his young master sticking to the young housekeeper, sitting behind that desk writing a paper, and Louis accompanied him, slowly handling some of the work that Philip gave him to share. Whether it's cold or not, a cup of black tea on the table is soaked in a bright glass, and a hazy mist emerges.

The cat doll was stuffed by Lin Qingyang on the side of the armchair, with its head tilted, the young people were doing their own work, and after a while they raised their heads tacitly, kissing warmly or something.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Philip saw that they didn't speak, just stayed quietly, but they weren't embarrassed at all, as if they were born to get along like this.

Mr. Fitzgerald laughed, and instead of knocking on the door to enter, he returned to his office in a wheelchair.

He thought in his heart, although Fitzgerald may not have another young master Fitzgerald with blue eyes, but the days like this are already the best time in his heart.

I hope they can continue like this and go on peacefully.

However, the atmosphere took a sharp turn for the worse at dinner time.

Philip was sitting on the front seat of the car, with the calm expression on his face, but he was a little confused. He didn't know why the young master who got along well with his housekeeper suddenly lost his temper after arguing.

...What happened where he couldn't see? ! !

The young people were sitting in the back seat of the car, with Lin Qingyang on the left and Louis on the right, all looking straight ahead—the back of Philip's head, making Mr. Fitzgerald, who had always been very calm, puzzled.

Even after returning to the manor, it didn't get any better. After dinner, Philip and the old housekeeper skillfully stopped at the door of the young master's room to listen to the corner... Cough, don't imitate.

First, there was Joe's unhappy voice, which seemed to be very aggrieved... This is really rare, Joe has always been well-behaved and sensible, and he is not likely to show such an attitude.

"...I just...can't say no to...their...biscuits..."

"You clearly know that these are actually... you still hide me..."

The butler's voice was extremely calm and could be heard clearly: "Master likes the biscuits they sent? Huh?"

Hearing this, Philip coughed silently in embarrassment, took the old butler down the stairs, and understood everything.

Alas, he just said that the group of girls downstairs came up to deliver documents too frequently today.

It turned out that the target was not him, but the young, rich, good-looking and well-behaved young master next to his office.

Lin Qingyang was pressed on the bed by her housekeeper, her face flushed hotly, she just wanted to kick him off, but the housekeeper grabbed her ankle and rubbed it slowly.

He was aggrieved, it was said that every employee in the company received an induction ceremony (although he did nothing but eat and drink in the whole day except homework), Louis still felt that he was tempted by those mature ladies, turned around Just hid all his snacks.

Mr. Wilfred bit the corner of his young master's lips, narrowed his eyes, the gray-green gradually settled into a beautiful dark green, and he said vaguely: "But the young master still plans to eat it, isn't it just because he doesn't want to eat what I bought? Snacks?"

Lin Qingyang: "I think you just feel bored and full - Louis! You still bite me! Tomorrow you will see the letter of resignation lying on the table!"

Louie: "No."

Lin Qingyang: "How could it not be, I have already thought about the content of the resignation letter."

Louis: "I mean, not full."

Lin Qingyang: "...I think you need to go through the severe beating of anti-pornography and anti-illegal. Sir, the number of pornographic accents has been a bit too much recently, please pay attention to the impact."