A boss who can’t flirt is not a good designer

Wang Zijun, male, 19 years old this year, is an orphan. He grew up in an orphanage. He once studied painting with his teacher for several years in the orphanage. After the summer vacation, he is a sophomore at XX University.Currently living in the school dormitory.Now I work part-time in P&C clothing design company, responsible for drawing and coloring various designs.Earn some extra cash to help pay for college.

The owner of P&C met him in a park.At that time, he was setting up a stall to draw sketches to make money, [-] for a piece.

The boss took out a [-] piece and asked Wang Zijun to draw a sketch for his son. The next day the boss came again and gave him another [-] and asked him to draw a sketch for himself.

The boss gave the money with the sketch, and gave Wang Zijun a business card with Lin Yi, the chairman of P&C Clothing Trading Co., Ltd. printed on it, and a flamboyant signature next to it, and the word Lin Yi could be vaguely recognized.

Weird, chairman!Thick thighs! !If I can hug this thick thigh and get a part-time job in the company, then maybe I, Wang Zijun, a salted fish, will be able to turn around in the future!Wang Zijun roared inwardly.

Whatever you think in your heart, the result will come. Mr. Lin said: "If you are interested, you can come to our company for a try. The salary will definitely be higher than your painting stall. Just come to me at the address on the business card."

After finishing speaking, the domineering President Lin left in a car.

Wang Zijun was full of enthusiasm, and spent two months of summer vacation to work in this high-end company. It seemed that he would not have to worry about college tuition!

The next day, Wang Zijun ran to report with a clean smack of himself.

The elder sister in personnel affairs took him around the company. The whole building has 14 floors, and the top two floors are all owned by P&C company. The layout and decoration of the two floors are exactly the same. There is a big room at the end of the corridor. The big room on the 14th floor is President Lin's office, and the big room on the 13th floor is Wang Zijun's office.A dusty and messy studio that no one has used for two or three years.

Wang Zijun didn't have anything to do on the first day of his new arrival, so he started to mess around in the studio, arranging the messy easels against the wall according to their height, throwing all the dried-up watercolor paints into the trash can, and Unused brush tools are placed in different cabinets by category.The studio has floor-to-ceiling glass windows on one side, and the scenery from the window is very good. The Huangpu River is not far from the building, and the scenery on both sides of the river can be seen at a glance.There was an old dusty desk in the middle of the studio. After wiping the desk clean, Wang Zijun pushed it to the floor-to-ceiling window. Sitting behind the desk, he looked at the river view in the distance, feeling comfortable.

The fourth floor of the building is a cafeteria. The company has issued a stored-value card for everyone, and a fixed amount of money will be charged to the card every month. Employees just need to swipe the card to eat every day.

As a part-time employee, Wang Zijun also received a meal card. He was so moved that he was about to cry on the spot. After expressing his heartfelt thanks to the personnel sister, Wang Zijun rushed to the cafeteria to swipe the card to eat. went.

Canteen dishes are optional with four dishes and one soup, plus a piece of fruit or yogurt, if the rice is not enough, you can add more, standard canteen big pot meal.After finishing his meal, Wang Zijun looked at the bustling dining hall looking for a vacant seat, and finally found an empty table for two in a corner. The two of them sat down together, looked at each other, and finally the man on the opposite side spoke first: "Is there anyone here?"

Wang Zijun shook his head and took a closer look, oh my god it's President Lin.

Wang Zijun quickly shook his head like a rattle, and said repeatedly: "No no no no one."

Wang Zijun thought to himself, God helped me, and gave me a chance to hug my thigh so quickly.

Wang Zijun looked at his rice bowl and then at the president's rice bowl. The taste was the same and the dishes he chose were the same. The only difference was that he took yogurt, while the president took fruit—oranges.

Wang Zijun accosted without saying a word: "Boss Lin, you also eat in the cafeteria."

Mr. Lin hummed lightly.

"Hey, Mr. Lin, you have the same taste as me, and the dishes you choose are the same, what a coincidence."

Mr. Lin still hummed lightly.

Wang Zijun thought to himself that the CEO really had airs, and he ignored people when he spoke to him, so he had to eat quietly in an embarrassing manner.

Wang Zijun secretly glanced at the president while eating.Mr. Lin looks fair and clean, his hair is combed meticulously, and it is stuck to the back of his head obediently, with a back hair.A pair of slender phoenix eyes are always looking forward lightly, the eyes are a little cold, expressionless, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses are driving on the tall nose, the lips are very thin, and they are always habitual Sipping, looking a little mean.The face shape is a slender oval face with a sharp chin, and when the head is raised, the graceful neck will be exposed.She is a beauty, and there are only three words in her impression: abstinence.

Wang Zijun licked his lips. He had no resistance to beauties, so he decided to try talking to her one last time.He looked at the oranges beside Mr. Lin's rice bowl.

"Boss Lin, your oranges are very fresh!"

Mr. Lin was stunned for a moment, picked up the orange, looked at the orange and then at Wang Zijun, and handed the orange to Wang Zijun hesitantly.Wang Zijun was also stunned, looking at Mr. Lin's oranges, and at the yogurt in his hand, he still had the yogurt straw in his mouth.

Fuck, Mr. Lin thought he wanted to eat his oranges, but he was too embarrassed to say so, implying him. The considerate Mr. Lin really handed him the oranges! ! !Wang Zijun took the orange with a smile on his face. "Thank you, Mr. Lin! I'll treat you to yogurt next time!"

Wang Zijun, Wang Zijun, you idiot, if you can't speak, don't speak! !Wang Zijun scolded himself in his heart, Mr. Lin, I really just want to talk to you, not to ask you for oranges.