Meng A, he is pretending to be good and deceiving President Shu again

Shu Xing's life is step-by-step, going to the company, holding meetings, making phone calls, and reviewing documents.

He is a workaholic, and sometimes he sits all morning. At 11:30 noon, when the private phone rings, Shu Xing frowns first, and then relaxes his brows.

When it was time for dinner, it was self-evident who the caller was.

"Brother Shu." Zheng Huai Luyong said with a lazy smile, "It's time to eat."

"Well, I can't forget it with your reminder." Shu Xing pressed the center of his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously: "What about you? What's for lunch?"

"Cook noodles and eat. Auntie has been cleaning things in the refrigerator and making up for them all the time." Zheng Huailu discussed, "It's still raining, and it's probably going to be the next day, Brother Shu, I'll pick you up after get off work. I know a very good Japanese food shop." , take you to taste it?"

Shu Xing had no reason to refuse: "Okay, about six o'clock."

"no problem."

Zheng Huailu really has the effect of relieving people's fatigue, so Shu Xing dialed an inside line for Feng Sheng and asked him to get food from the cafeteria.

At 05:30 in the afternoon, Shu Xing suddenly raised his head and looked at his watch, and then his calm mind gradually flew up. In the last 10 minutes, he stopped eating completely and looked at his mobile phone frequently.

Just at six o'clock, the phone rang.

Shu Xing got up while holding each other: "Are you there?"

"Well, Brother Shu, come down, Exit 2, Building B."

Shu Xing responded, "3 minutes."

The heating in the car is sufficient, and as soon as Shu Xing enters, the cold air on his upper body dissipates completely. When he sits down, someone buckles his seat belt. Zheng Huailu has a height advantage, and his soft hair brushes against Shu Xing's chin. up.

"Brother Shu, is that the Japanese grocery store?" Zheng Huailu raised his eyebrows: "I treat you."

Shu Xing nodded: "Okay."

When they arrived, there was already a queue at the door. Fortunately, Zheng Huailu had reserved a seat in advance, and Shu Xing couldn't help but sigh. He remembered that when he was dating Shen Cheng, the prince of the Shen family was extremely precious, and he was served by others since he was a child. , Shu Xing knew clearly, plus how much older he was, he arranged everything thoughtfully in advance. Now that his identities were reversed, Zheng Huailu was two years younger than Shen Cheng, but it was the opposite. Shu Xing almost forgot the last time he worried what time.

As soon as they entered the store, the two of them attracted countless gazes. Fortunately, Zheng Huailu ordered a private room, and when the door was closed, those annoying gazes finally subsided. Zheng Huailu just noticed that a man had been staring at him. Shuxing.

Shu Xing's stomach is not good, Zheng Huailu is usually careful, today is even more so, the shochu is hot, only half of the sashimi is required, let Shu Xing drink a bowl of hot porridge in advance, and then eat something to rest.

"Brother Shu, I've been in a really good movie these days." Zheng Huailu said.

Shu Xing understood what he meant: "Not tonight, I have to go to bed early and have a meeting tomorrow, let's go on Sunday."

"Okay, I'll wait for Brother Shu." Zheng Huailu grinned.

On the contrary, Shu Xing was a little embarrassed, why didn't he say a few more words?Said to go now, don't want Sundays and so on, he has seen some loves raised by the boss, that is called arrogance, if you want stars, you will be stars.

Zheng Huailu's brows and eyes were peaceful, and she thought that she had to be well-behaved at the right time so that Brother Shu's heart could grow a hook.

Staying with Zheng Huailu doesn't have to be afraid of being cold. This person can speak well and never talks about work. Shu Xing feels that no matter how bad things are, he can laugh it off. Before he knows it, a pot of shochu has bottomed out. Feeling excited, he called the waiter to serve another pot, and said before Zheng Huailu could speak, "It's okay, the hot one warms the stomach instead. I know it in my heart, and I don't feel uncomfortable at all."

Zheng Huailu thought of something and nodded.

This wine doesn't feel like anything, and it's really comfortable to drink when it's warm, but the alcohol content is not low. After coming out of the grocery store, Shu Xing's body is hot and dry, and his feet feel like he's stepping on cotton.

Zheng Huailu hugged him: "Brother Shu, be careful."

Shu Xing occasionally had a double image in front of his eyes, he stared at Zheng Huailu: "You don't feel it?"

Zheng Huailu cooperated: "I'm still a little dizzy."

Sitting in the car, Shu Xing leaned on the back of the chair, his body and mind felt a little flustered. He turned his head and saw Zheng Huailu's impeccable profile. Using the current buzzword, this is "tearing man's face", and wherever he puts it, he is the protagonist Of course, he can't see himself at this moment, the boundless spring that even the gold-rimmed glasses can't hide, because the ascetic style has always had a contrasting purity and color, which is an outward charm that Shu Xing can't control. They waited for the substitute driver in the back seat, then Zheng Huailu sighed softly.

Shu Xing: "What's wrong?"

"Brother Shu." Zheng Huailu turned his head to look, "Do you have to tease me like this?"

Shu Xing: "?"

"Brother Shu, I'm sorry." After Zheng Huailu finished speaking, he stuck his whole body across.

The temperature on his lips rose sharply, but Shu Xing felt that it was not enough, and the only way to calm down the boiling in his heart was to go further.

He's in his thirties, he's not a young man who can't get rid of his face, don't worry about it, just enjoy it.

It rained heavily again, "crackling" on the windows, and the temperature inside the car was even higher.

Shu Xing opened his eyes, watched Zheng Huailu retreat, and suddenly said, "Mine."

Zheng Huailu raised her hand, wiped off the water color on Shu Xing's lips, and rubbed it reluctantly, "Well, I belong to you."

"Brother Shu, you have to hold on to Zheng Laiji."

The substitute driver came in the rain and drove for half an hour.

As soon as he got home and was steamed by the air conditioner, Shu Xing was completely dizzy. He loves to be clean, so Zheng Huailu took care of washing up. In fact, Zheng Huailu helped to do many processes. He would not be happy with a cold face, but Zheng Huailu would not.

Being carried to bed, Shu Xing forcefully opened his eyes: "Sleep."

"Well, brother Shu, I'm a little scared."

Only then did Shu Xing remember Zheng Huailu's stress reaction, he pulled him on his body, and said vaguely, "Sleep next to me."

"Thank you Brother Shu."

Feng Sheng felt that Mr. Shu was about to be taken away by that goblin Zheng Huailu!

"Mr. Shu, the contract with Haichen has been unable to be negotiated." Feng Sheng seized the opportunity to block Shu Xing at the door of the office. Recently, Mr. Shu has stopped working overtime. See.

Shu Xing frowned: "Didn't Lin Miao go?"

"It's useless." Feng Sheng continued: "The other party wants to see you by name."

"See me?" Shu Xing raised his glasses with his slender fingers. Haichen is a rising star in the past two years. He is headquartered in country A and has a huge foundation and is not short of money. It is not necessary to cooperate with them, but it is also very important. Lin Miao is a good negotiator in the company, but the other party refused?

meet him?Shu Xing was keenly aware that something was wrong, but he quickly relaxed. The other party probably felt that they were not sincere enough, and could understand even with a good face.

"Did they say when?"

Feng Sheng: "Just tonight, the vice president said that if we don't see you again tonight, there is no need to discuss this contract. He went to find Mrs. Shen."

Looking for Shen Cheng, he poked a mallet in Shu Xing's eyes, and Shu Xing was framed up, "Contact Haichen's vice president, just say I'm treating guests to dinner tonight."

After receiving the message that Shu Xing would not come back for dinner, Zheng Huailu put down his phone, untied his apron, and the room plummeted several degrees.

Who is stumbling Shu Xing?