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

Wang Zijun silently held the bowl of cold noodles and followed Mr. Lin who had gone to the wrong floor to Mr. Lin's office. Mr. Lin opened the door and let Wang Zijun in.Wang Zijun looked sluggish, nestled on the sofa in Mr. Lin's office and couldn't get up.

Just now, Mr. Lin severely criticized him for secretly bringing food to the company to eat, and ordered him to bring cold noodles with him. Walking along the way, he came to Mr. Lin's luxurious office.Wang Zijun fantasized about Mr. Lin asking him to throw out the cold noodles, so he looked unhappy, isn't it just a bowl of cold noodles? As for Yao, Wang Zijun slandered inwardly.

Mr. Lin picked up the folder on the desk, pushed his glasses and said to Wang Zijun: "If you want to eat takeaway in the future, you can come to my office to eat it. I don't monitor here. If you eat takeaway, it will be a problem if the administrator catches you." Withholding bonus."

Wang Zijun plucked his ears, muttering to himself, what did he just say, the bonus will be deducted for takeaway?

Mr. Lin paused, turned around and gave Wang Zijun a key, and said: "I have a small attic upstairs, just go up the corner stairs in the corner, here is the key, the attic has a bed, a sofa and a bathroom. You can simply wash up, if you are tired from working overtime, you can rest here, I will stay at home with my son on weekends, and I will not come to the office, you can use it with confidence, and it’s okay if you don’t want to go back, the company has a place for you to live in.”

Now Wang Zijun can hear clearly, this Boss Lin is like a roundworm in his stomach, if he wants to eat takeaway, he will bring him to the office to eat, if he doesn't want to go back to the dormitory without air-conditioning, he will let his resting room Let him live, Mr. Lin, why are you so nice! ! !In his heart, Wang Zijun has already hugged Mr. Lin's thick thigh and turned it around two hundred times.

Wang Zijun took the key with tears in his eyes: "Mr. Lin, I will keep myself safe and not trouble you, and I will also clean up the small attic to ensure your satisfaction."

Mr. Lin smiled, picked up the documents and handbag, turned around and left: "My son is still waiting for me in the parking lot, I will go first, thank you for picking up my son for me today, my son likes you very much, he said I still want to have dinner with you."

"I'm also very much looking forward to having dinner with your son!" Wang Zijun held Mr. Lin's hand, walked Mr. Lin to the elevator, watched Mr. Lin leave, and then drifted all the way back to Mr. Lin's office and went up to the small attic At first glance, oh my god, this is a small attic. There are TVs, beds, sofas, refrigerators, and bathrooms. It’s just a small living room!The area is at least 30 square meters!The small attic of the rich is more luxurious than his own dormitory. Wang Zijun sat on the small sofa hugging the cold noodles to his satisfaction. Suddenly, he remembered that just now, the president of the abstinence department with facial paralysis smiled at him! ! !

Mr. Lin has a nice smile, feeling a little shy, his slender eyes are curved with a hint of warmth, there are crow's feet in the corners of the eyes, and the corners of the mouth are raised in just the right arc, neither exaggerated nor blunt. When they kissed each other, Wang Zijun blushed when he recalled Mr. Lin's smile.What luck today!In the afternoon, I went to help Mr. Lin pick up his son. Unexpectedly, Mr. Lin would not hold him accountable for stealing takeaways from the company, let him sleep in the small attic, and smiled at him! !ah! ! !If Tiantian is so lucky, he is willing to help him pick up his son every day! ! !Wang Zijun felt that he was about to hug Mr. Lin's thigh! !soon! !