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

Facts have proved that human beings are creatures whose transition from frugality to extravagance is easy and from extravagance to frugality is difficult.Wang Zijun nestled comfortably in the small attic for a weekend, eating snacks from the refrigerator, nestling on the sofa, blowing on the air conditioner, shaking his legs, and watching TV.Lamenting how life is so comfortable, I don't even want to take care of the half-painted paintings in the studio downstairs.He didn't miss his stuffy six-person dorm room, not at all.

On Monday morning, Wang Zijun slept until eight o'clock, took a leisurely shower, and changed into a cheap T-shirt from the shop downstairs.Putting on jeans and leather shoes, he went to the cafeteria on the fourth floor to buy breakfast. After eating slowly, he bought a copy and put it on Mr. Lin's table, thanking him for contributing the small attic to let him enjoy a weekend.Then he went back to the studio slowly and continued to draw his paintings.

Wang Zijun wanted to find a time to go to the president's office to ask Mr. Lin to return the keys, but he didn't expect that it would be lunch time when he raised his head again. He opened the door and was about to go to the cafeteria for dinner, but found that the president came to him in person. Leaning against the door frame, a black slim suit wrapped Mr. Lin's slender legs. Mr. Lin was half a head taller than Wang Zijun, and Zijun had to raise his head to look at him when he was talking to him at close range.

Mr. Lin's slender phoenix eyes changed from his previous indifferent expression, and he smiled slightly. Mr. Lin raised the bun in his hand: "You treat me to breakfast, then I will treat you to lunch."

"Okay!" Wang Zijun immediately smiled, and followed Mr. Lin downstairs.

This time, Mr. Lin did not invite Wang Zijun to eat in the cafeteria, but drove to a nearby western restaurant and ordered two simple meals.Wang Zijun seldom ate this kind of food. In order to avoid making a fool of himself, he secretly watched Mr. Lin eat whatever he ate, and following Mr. Lin would not go wrong.

Mr. Lin picked up the pre-dinner bread and spread some butter with a knife. Wang Zijun just wanted to copy it. Unexpectedly, Mr. Lin handed the bread to him. Mr. Lin smiled and said: "Eat it, I will do it .”

Wang Zijun said that he was ashamed to ask the boss to do it, but he took the bread honestly and gnawed on it. The smell of butter immediately spread in his mouth, it was really fragrant.

After a while, the salads and soups were served, Mr. Lin demonstrated, and Wang Zijun also imitated it.Wang Zijun remembered about the key, took it out quickly, and wanted to return it to Mr. Lin, but Mr. Lin waved his hand and said, "Leave the key to you. You can live there before school starts, and after school starts You can continue to work in our company if you want to, as long as you work in our company, you can live there forever."

Wang Zijun was shocked: "Then how can it be possible!! Mr. Lin, you kindly took me in and let me work in the company. I am very grateful. Wang Zijun can't do this free living!!"

Mr. Lin put a plate of prepared salad in front of Zijun, beckoning him to eat quickly, "Actually, I also want to ask you for help, so the attic should be the reward, do you think it's okay?"

"What's the matter?" Wang Zijun buried his head in the salad, accidentally getting some salad dressing on the corner of his mouth.

Mr. Lin looked at the salad dressing on his mouth, stretched out his hand, and gently wiped it off with his thumb, and then his thin lips gently wrapped his thumb in his mouth, and licked off the salad dressing on his thumb.

Wang Zijun felt his heart skip a beat.

Mr. Lin also suddenly realized that his actions just now were too ambiguous. He explained: "You look a lot like a deceased friend of mine. She used to eat salad with salad dressing on the corner of her mouth. I used to always Wipe it off for her."

Probably because the more I explained, the more I felt that the explanation became unclear, so the two of them simply stopped talking.

Wang Zijun lowered his head and continued to fight with Sarah, while Mr. Lin picked up the water glass and took a sip of water.

Mr. Lin always remembered the topic just now, and said: "My son's cram school is over, and no one will take care of him next month's summer vacation. I want him to come to the company. Can you help me look at it? He, teach him how to draw by the way, okay? Children are easy to get into trouble when they are alone at home."

The prince thought to himself, Emotional Lin always used the studio as a summer nursery school, but when he thought of the alluring little attic, Wang Zijun still nodded and agreed.

After Mr. Lin explained everything, he started to eat with a knife and fork.Mr. Lin never speaks while eating, and Wang Zijun gets angry when he thinks of the stupid way he was eating and talking just now. ! !