let me blow it for you

When I woke up, I felt a warm person next to me. I didn't think much about it. I thought it was my girlfriend, so I hugged him. It was quite warm, and I continued to sleep.

In the dream, I felt that the one being hugged seemed to be slightly stiff.

Hmm... Since when did my girlfriend's body become so stiff, and her shoulders also widened, so it's still a bit difficult to hug her.

Reluctantly opening my eyes a crack, I nearly rolled off the bed.

I broke up a long time ago, and of course I don’t have a girlfriend. The reality is that I am hugging my slender and tall boss, Mr. Lu, who is about 1.8 meters tall. It met the pair of dark eyes that were a round older than me.

That expression, in my opinion, clearly wanted to get rid of me, and then he was worried.

I carefully withdrew my arm and pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Mr. Lu, good morning."

Mr. Lu pursed his lips and looked at me for a while, then suddenly got up like an electric shock and lifted the quilt, which made me tremble, but he stepped on his slippers without turning his head, and slammed the door out in a hurry. stiff.

I was alone on the bed in a daze for a while, and then ruthlessly grunted a few times in frustration.

Why every time I wake up after spending the night with Mr. Lu...fuck me like this!

Now it's all right, it's my initiative to belittle others, and the person is still sober, so the death penalty is inevitable and the living penalty is inevitable.

After changing clothes and leaving the room, Mr. Lu had already used the toilet and was standing in the living room, wondering if he was waiting to judge me.

"I..." I was trembling and was about to plead guilty and ask for a lighter treatment. Mr. Lu tapped his watch: "I'm driving. Hurry up."

I choked on my words, glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and rushed into the bathroom without saying a word - I went to work at 08:30, and it is now eight o'clock, usually starting at seven o'clock and then I set aside 10 Minutes bumpy on the bus I was obviously late.

Fifteen minutes later, I was panting in the co-pilot of Mr. Lu's luxury car, with an insulated box containing our breakfast on my lap.

You don't have to sleep, but you can't skip breakfast.There is no way, I have been brainwashed by my old lady for so many years, and I did not forget to fry a toast with ham and eggs, and it was double.

Tell me, what is this called now?

I thought I would be chopped into eight pieces, but nothing happened. Mr. Lu even worked hard to drive me to work.

From this point of view, the revolutionary friendship is still very solid.

Mr. Lu put me down at the entrance of the company, and he still didn't forget to keep his breakfast: "I'm going to park the car."

"Yeah." I nodded and ran away.In a few minutes, my perfect attendance award!

I suspect that I pressed my finger on the fingerprint reader at the last second, and I was relieved to see the indicator light flashing green with a beep.

"Where is Zhang Chengjin, a model worker, today?" A teasing voice came from behind, and he didn't need to turn his head to know that it was Li Jingwen.

"The horse stumbled, isn't it late?" I looked back at him, "Did you check in?"

"I just fought. It's the first time I came earlier than you." Li Jingwen shook his hand at me, and we went to the elevator together.

Waiting for the elevator, Li Jingwen couldn't stop poking my elbow: "Hey, why am I watching you get off a Porsche at the door today, boy, why don't you find a rich woman to take care of you?" After that, he smacked his chin twice, "No, the rich woman should find me first if she wants to take care of her. I guess the rich woman will not like your beauty."

"Go to your friend's car." I scolded him, but my heart was a little blocked by his words.

Strange, why am I so worried?

"Which friend of yours is so... oh, so little Zhou Lin, he changed his car again?" Li Jingwen, the bastard, couldn't see that I didn't want to say anything, and he was still talking, "I'd rather see That car looks familiar..."

"It's done, it's done, you still don't get off the elevator when you reach the fifth floor!" I quickly shrugged him off, fearing that he would think of something in a while and turn into a bunch of questions.

The elevator doors closed and I was alone.

The shiny aluminum alloy partition reflects my face. I have not slept well recently and I am a little thin and pale. Other than that, there is nothing to say.

Just like me, in my twenties and about to be in my third year, I haven't made a name for myself. I'm neither tall nor short, like a slow-selling book that doesn't make people want to read for a few minutes more.

And some people should be born to roam freely in the upper class and be admired by all.

Before I was allowed to mourn for a while, the elevator stopped, not the floor I pressed, and opened with a ding——I had a face-to-face meeting with a face with facial paralysis that has appeared frequently recently.

Didn't he park below?Why did you run to a floor higher than me all of a sudden?I looked at him in a little horror. Is it my movements that are so slow, or is it a ghost in the daytime...

"Are you late?" As soon as he opened his mouth, I knew it couldn't be a ghost. Ghosts don't have such trademark concise and plain words.

"No. Just in time." I lowered my head unconsciously, not knowing why I didn't want to look at him in the narrow space.

He nodded and didn't speak any more, staring up at the number on the elevator.

I didn't know what to say. From the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of Mr. Lu in a suit and leather shoes, and he was holding a lunch box in his hand in a very unsuitable manner.

There was silence for a while, as if I could hear my slightly rapid breathing.

It wasn't until there was another "ding" that I lifted my head up like a thunderbolt, and then hurried out of the elevator.

The closed elevator door blocked Mr. Lu who stayed inside. I wiped off the cold sweat that didn't exist, and despised myself very much.Why do you say you are nervous?It's just taking an elevator with the boss, or the boss who has a good relationship recently...

Speaking of it, it seems that since I came back from my last business trip, my mental state is not quite right.Could it be that the work pressure is too high after the recent promotion?How about going out with Zhou Lin or something.

Bad spirits belong to bad spirits, and you can't slack off at work.As soon as they entered the office, before their butts were hot, a few people came in with their salary slips and said that the salary for this quarter was wrong.This group was the responsible section of an intern, apparently a rookie made a mistake.The entire report must be reviewed.

Wage disputes have always been difficult issues, and they must be taken seriously, otherwise they may trigger conflicts between employees and the company.I frowned and typed in front of the computer all morning, constantly checking and calculating, and scanning the densely packed forms with concentration, my eyes almost went black.

Before I knew it, it was meal time, and the sound in my stomach reminded me that the work should come to an end, but fortunately, things were almost handled.I put down the new printed report and asked someone to send it to the finance department.

Relaxed and stretched halfway, the mobile phone on the table vibrated, and a text message came in.

I picked up the phone casually, and the sender on it made my eyelids jump... General Manager.

With my job level, I usually don't have direct contact with the general manager. Since I saved this number, it doesn't seem to be of much use. I even forgot that I still have this contact in my mobile phone.

Clicking on it, it is still the usual style of cherishing words like gold, as if you can see the other party's paralyzed face through the screen.

"Go out for lunch. Wait for me at the door."

I was deeply puzzled by this casual and natural tone that seemed to have always been like this. Facing this text message that seemed to have a faint command tone, I didn't dare to reply for a long time.

Since Mr. Lu thinks it's okay, then of course I also put friendship first!It's definitely not because I'm tired of eating in the company cafeteria. Someone takes the lead to improve the food. Such a good thing can't be let go.

At noon, everyone either went to the cafeteria to eat or made do in a nearby restaurant. There was no one in the lobby on the first floor. I stood alone at the door like an idiot for a while, feeling a little embarrassed.Mr. Lu must have forgotten about it in a hurry, right?

The moment I thought about it like this, I actually felt a feeling of loss mixed with dissatisfaction.

After realizing what I was thinking, I quickly shook my head. Mr. Lu is my boss, a handsome and wealthy man, it is luck to make friends, and dare to get angry with him?It was Mr. Lu who was too tolerant to me because he had few friends, which made me think for a while that I had a strong relationship with him.I thought of everything, but I forgot to think about the reason why I had this emotion.

When I was repositioning myself, someone patted my shoulder lightly: "Sorry, I can't leave because of a meeting. Have you been waiting for a long time?"

It's Mr. Lu.It was the first time he apologized to me, and he was still so solemnly sorry, with a bit of serious guilt in his eyes.

"No, it's all right, I just came down not long ago." I shook my head hurriedly, and the little knot in my heart was instantly washed away by his guilt.

I thought what he meant by eating out was a ramen restaurant or a small restaurant nearby, but he actually drove for a while and stopped in front of a beautifully decorated western restaurant, which was as luxurious as the top floor of the hotel where I treated guests last time. On par.

I was dumbfounded, I just had lunch, I was not prepared for bloodletting.In such a class of shop, I don't even know if I have enough cash to pay for my partner.

Mr. Lu had already parked his car and walked in calmly, and I had no choice but to follow behind with a bitter face.

This kind of shop always has good business no matter what time of day, and the customers who come to dine are also expensive customers.It seems that Mr. Lu is a regular customer here, he took his seat and ordered very quickly, and the dishes were served very quickly.

"Don't like it?" Mr. Lu elegantly forked the neatly cut steak into his mouth, and looked at me who had not moved the knife.

"No, it's delicious." I also cut a piece and put it in my mouth, chewing with blood and tears.How could it not taste good, this stuttering is all about money.

Where should I go out to eat?I quickly dismissed my earlier thoughts.

As a single man living alone, I rarely order takeaway.I often cook for myself when I am at home.The things I make are healthy, economical and tasteful, and most importantly, they make people feel like they are part of a family, and they are not so adrift and helpless.

That guy Zhou Lin also came over for dinner on weekends.

I was a little distracted while eating, and after I realized it, I had already wiped out everything on the plate, and I was a little embarrassed.

I looked up at Mr. Lu, only to find that he was also looking at me.

"Your cooking is more delicious than this." After looking at each other for a moment without knowing why, he squeezed out a sentence.

When I first started to be happy, I couldn't help but feel ashamed to think that what Mr. Lu had tasted was just wontons cooked casually for supper and fried toast with ham and eggs.

After Mr. Lu said this, he lowered his head and drank the soup, as if he was going to cover up what he just said.

I looked at the subtle embarrassment on that indifferent face, suddenly thought of something, and laughed: "Speaking of which, I haven't let you taste my craft. Why don't you come to my house for dinner this weekend?" meal?"

"Okay." He raised his head quickly, looking at me with bright eyes. "You can go to my place and do it."

I was taken aback, and I was about to say it was too troublesome, but seeing the slight expectation on that handsome face that was usually serious, I couldn't say anything.

Then, by a strange coincidence, he agreed to this inexplicable agreement.

What should be faced is still to be faced. When it was time to pay the bill, I gritted my teeth and asked Mr. Lu righteously: "How much?"

"How much for what?"

"I should pay for the meal..." Why, isn't it the AA system for eating with a partner?I was a little strange to be asked by him.

Mr. Lu glanced at me, I don't know why I think he was a little angry: "You don't need to pay."

After saying this with a strange face, he signed the bill smartly, and drove in a muffled voice on the way back, ignoring me.

I really can't figure out Mr. Lu's minefield.Could it be that he originally intended to help me, but now he feels that I have insulted his self-esteem as a rich man?

Maybe rushing to pay is also a quirk of rich people.

"Okay, okay, I misunderstood..." I coaxed him all the way with good-for-nothing words.

Finally, his complexion finally got better, after I mentioned that I must go to his house to cook on weekends.

I seem to have gradually mastered the tricks of raising, bah, getting along with Mr. Lu.