I rule the world with cuteness [Quick Transmigration]

Because he didn't know who sent it, he didn't dare to move the things, Tang Ting looked at the lunch box on his table quietly for a few seconds, and then started working again.

Then half a minute later, he received a text message:

[I heard that the meal has been delivered, enjoy your lunch, baby~]

The sender of the text message was Mr. Shang. Tang Zhi immediately clicked to view the content when he saw these two words, but almost when this line of words came into view, his whole face slammed, and his neck turned red all of a sudden. roots.

Tang Ting was stunned for 2 minutes, hesitated for another 3 minutes, and finally called the number back with a shake of courage.

But the color ringtone in the mobile phone rang over and over again, but the call was always in a state of no one answering.

Tang Ting called again, but he didn't dare to bother when no one answered.

He suddenly remembered that he had complained to Mr. Shang before about not being able to eat takeaway. At that time, Mr. Shang seemed to have said that he would solve it for him. Could it be that it was resolved...

It's too expensive.

This meal almost caught up with his daily wages.

But knowing who sent it, he felt relieved and relaxed.

It was even warm in the depths of my heart, and I felt indescribably comfortable.

It happened to be lunch time, and Tang Ting simply saw the food box opened.

The food box is divided into four layers, the first layer is coconut curry chicken, the second layer is hanging sea bass, the third layer is a boiled cabbage heart and a vegetable salad, and the fourth layer is a few dishes The staple food is sea cucumber porridge, custard quicksand bean paste buns and a small bowl of brown rice.

Almost as soon as the lid was lifted, the aroma filled the entire office.

Originally, the office was full of hard-working coders, and many of them ordered takeout instead of going out to eat. Everyone didn’t care much, and they were used to the office being full of various smells all year round.

However, the food box on Tang Zhi's table was too high-profile. As soon as he opened it, everyone came over to see what delicacies were inside.

"Wow, Leyang, can you eat this much by yourself?" Colleague A, who is used to eating slowly, was already eager to try it, and just waited for the moment when he shook his head and said he couldn't finish it, he picked up something to share it for him.

did not expect--

"I can finish eating." Tang Bao replied seriously and solemnly.

Colleague A: "..."

Tang Ting suppressed his laughter, he really could finish his meal, and he didn't intend to make him angry, but he still couldn't help being amused when he saw A's performance.

But in the end, he still invited Hu Xiaobing, who has always been helpful to him, to have lunch together as always, and also distributed some to colleague A as always.

"So who gave you so many delicious food?" Hu Xiaobing asked casually, looking a little sleepy.

"It's a friend." Tang Ting replied.

He said this not because he knew that Mr. Shang's name would cause a sensation in this office, and that such things should be kept low-key, but...he has now reached the point where he would blush and heartbeat just mentioning Mr. Shang.

And the skin of this body is too thin, he is always easy to be discovered.

So when the words came to his lips, Tang Zhi subconsciously turned a blind eye.

But Tang Ting thought he was covering it up very well, the erratic and shy eyes in his eyes betrayed him when he spoke just now.

Hu Xiaobing saw it, shrugged his shoulders and said: "Oh, that's really unfortunate. I have an appointment with someone to go out for lunch. You should eat first. Remember to save some for me."

As he spoke, he picked up his bag and carried it out.

Colleague A immediately took Hu Xiaobing's place with all his teeth and claws: "Then let's eat! Lao Hu, you can go at ease, and I promise to leave you two pieces of vegetable salad!"

Hu Xiaobing turned his back and waved at him, leaving a cool back view.

However, instead of leaving the office building immediately, he turned a corner and started smoking in the smoking area.

"Let me guess, Xiao Hu is always so depressed, it can't be because of Le Yang?" Pang Yuqing's voice sounded from behind, Hu Xiaobing looked back at him, his eyes were horrifying, and he looked a little scary.

Pang Yuqing didn't care about it, just smiled and said: "The son of the president of the largest technology company in China is actually a small programmer in our company... You don't have to wonder how I know your identity. I know a lot of things, including Who did Le Yang go on vacation with at the weekend?"

Hu Xiaobing continued to look at him without speaking.

"Ruida's Mr. Shang, you also know that the two of them seem to be having a hot fight. Isn't this lunch delivered at noon?"

Hu Xiaobing asked him, "What exactly do you want to do when you target a subordinate over and over again?"

"I want him to leave this company and keep him away from the president." Pang Yuqing's eyes flashed a dangerous light, "Of course, if you are willing to help me, I can help you too. We can cooperate until the end Now Le Yang is yours."

Hu Xiaobing smiled, and didn't seem too moved by his proposal.

He smoked silently, Pang Yuqing didn't leave, but said: "I did this to help you, otherwise I have a way to get Le Yang to leave, but when the time comes, he will probably vote logically." Mr. Shang is there, and this is what I don't want to see, and it's also what you don't want to see."

"What do you want to do?" Hu Xiaobing asked.

Tang Xing was full and was clearing the table when his cell phone rang.

When he saw the two big characters on it that were bright enough to stir his heartstrings, he quickly picked up the phone, walked to the stairwell where no one was there, and then answered the phone nervously.

"Hey?"

"Did you call me just now?" Boss Shang's pleasant voice was accompanied by low laughter: "I was in a meeting just now, and I just finished my work."

"oh oh……"

But obviously he called back just after receiving the text message?

Tang Ting couldn't figure it out, Shang Chengjun on the other end of the phone coughed twice, and asked him with a clear voice again: "Have you finished your lunch?"

"Finished."

"Is it tasty?"

"good to eat!"

"Then I'll order takeaway for you every day from now on, okay?"

"!!!" Tang Zhi said, "No, it's better not to."

Although he ate deliciously and was satisfied, he always felt that he had become the object of discussion among his colleagues this noon, which caused his ears to turn red while eating, and the heat in his ears did not go down during the whole noon!

"Oh..." Shang Chengjun realized the reason, and laughed again, "Little idiot, you can say that you called it yourself tomorrow."

"Oh yes... wait, I don't want it anymore." Tang Ting said, "It's too expensive, they won't believe that I ordered it myself."

"Then... let me adjust it here, it's not so expensive."

"But……"

It's still too expensive, and thinking of Mr. Shang spending so much money, Tang Jin's heart bleeds.

Shang Chengjun over there had already cut off his words, saying: "Then it's settled, don't worry, I will definitely pay attention."

Tang Jin: "..."

"Okay, take a break at noon, I'm going to have dinner here too." Shang Chengjun said in a gentle voice.

It was only then that Tang Ting remembered—that's right, Mr. Shang just finished the meeting, so he probably hasn't eaten yet.

He didn't dare to disturb him anymore, so he hung up the phone quickly.

After talking for a while just now, the side of his ear that was pressed against the phone became redder and hotter.

On the other end of the phone, the person on the other side who told him to go to dinner and then decisively hung up the phone was so angry that he lost his temper. Mr. Shang stared at his mobile phone screen in a daze, and suddenly picked up the landline on the table.

"Come in."

After a while, a female secretary with fair skin, beautiful skin and long legs walked in.

"Boss Shang, did you call me?"

"I told you to send him a text message, who told you to call him baby?" Shang Chengjun was furious, as if his treasure was taken advantage of by someone.

The female secretary looked astonished, she didn't expect Mr. Shang to have such a nonsensical jealous side.

However, she did not panic, and responded freely: "I am completely on your side, sending this message as your identity."

"so?"

"That's why it's not my subordinate who called me Baby, but Mr. Shang, you called him Baby."

Shang Chengjun: "..."

After a moment of silence, Mr. Shang said, "Okay, you go out, it's okay."

"Okay." The secretary nodded, and was about to go out, when they heard their always strict boss Shang say: "Good performance, you are very considerate."

The female secretary was really shocked this time, the last time Mr. Shang praised her so much... It seems that Mr. Shang has never praised her with so many words before!

Not to mention how the normally dignified and steady secretary walked out of the office flattered, Mr. Shang looked at the three words "Baby" on the screen of his mobile phone, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt happy, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

That's right, he sent these three words, at least from the perspective of the young people.

But the other party didn't show any dissatisfaction with calling him that!

Does that mean...

Mr. Shang was so excited in the office that he almost beat his chest and feet. He felt that his secretary was still useful, and this step of probing was very successful!

Since the other party doesn't hate it, then he can go further...

Tang Jin was dizzy all day long, always thinking of Mr. Shang accidentally, and almost couldn't concentrate on his work.

Stupid, it's really painful that the brain can only do one thing at a time, he really wants to think about Mr. Shang, and when he thinks of him, he feels at ease and warm, but he has to work.

After all, he had promised Mr. Shang that he would finish the project ahead of schedule.

After all, it's his job.

The work efficiency was much lower than before. He worked until almost nine o'clock at night, and there was almost no one left in the office. Tang Bing finally finished all the things he had to do today in a mentally exhausted manner.

Because his thinking has been pulled by two things, he felt too tired, so he simply decided to go home today to rest and sleep, and continue to work tomorrow.

——If he couldn't see Mr. Shang and hear Mr. Shang's voice every ten hours, he probably wouldn't miss him that much.

Tang Zhi summed up the rules and came up with such an experience.

Taking the subway to the shopping mall again, Tang Bao knew that the food court was probably closed at this time, but he still walked in by a ghost.

This time he went directly to the massage chair. He has been so busy with work these days, it seems that he hasn't been here for a long time. To be honest, he still misses the feeling of massage.

He once heard a colleague with cervical spondylosis say that massage can be addictive.

"Although it was uncomfortable at the time, it was also very refreshing, and the massage was very comfortable, and the whole person felt a lot more relaxed." The colleague said originally.

Tang Ting has never been to a massage parlor, nor does he have any relevant memories, but he thinks that a seat massage should be similar to a professional masseur's massage.

Because it felt a little uncomfortable at the time, but it was very comfortable after pressing, and the whole person would relax and become addicted.

... When it comes to addiction, he can't wait.

But when he found the chair he liked and lay down on it, Tang Ting felt that the chair had become hard, as if it was not as comfortable as he had been sitting on before.

Is it an illusion?This should not be an illusion.Although he hasn't been here for a while, the feeling is too different, so it shouldn't be his illusion.

Tang Ting re-examined this chair in puzzlement, because the position was very special, and there was only one chair of this brand around him, so he must have sat on the right seat.

but why?

Tang Ting didn't know either, but they all came.

He still took out his phone to scan the QR code, and chose a 8-minute package.

"Welcome to Amoji Massage Chair."

——The previous voice was still a magnetic male voice, but now it has completely changed into an electronic voice.

The sound fell, and the chair began to move... It felt that the massage was different from before, it was hard, and many places were not pressed properly.

Tang Ting didn't know what happened, but he felt a little lost.

But the money was spent, so he endured it and waited for the time to end.

He was tired after all, he closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair, his tense nerves gradually relaxed, his spirit gradually relaxed, and his consciousness was even a little blurred.

Then in the blur, he seemed to be trapped in a ball of cotton that was both soft and hard enough to support his whole body.The parts of the body that are in contact with the massage chair are as if being touched skillfully by countless hands, which is both comfortable and reassuring.

Tang Ting fell into this familiar comfort, and the more he didn't want to leave, his consciousness became more and more hazy.

Although it is not appropriate to say that it is comfortable - the countless hands are too flexible, kneading and kneading on his body, it seems that they especially like to pinch the two lumps of soft flesh on his buttocks.

But overall it's pretty cool.

It was so cool that Tang Zhi could still think in a daze, if only he could have such a chair every day...