Sand sculpture boss is not secretly in love with me

What is it like to ride in the same car with the chairman of the group?

Lin Song answered this question with a strong position: There is no frightening aura in the legend, nor is the boss described in the novel ruthless. On the contrary, the chairman will stare at you with complex eyes, making people feel like a scumbag and sorry for the company. cultivation.

Lao Zheng has known Pei Ming for many years, and he has always relaxed in front of him, but now he has to straighten his back, concentrate on driving, look ahead and fear not to speak.

In the car, there were only the sound of each other's breathing, and Pei Ming's constantly vibrating mobile phone notification sound.

Only half of Lin Song's butt is sitting on the chair, and his legs are close together like a good baby waiting for the teacher to check.

"Why do you think I look like a black car driver? Have you been followed before?" Turn right ahead and walk one kilometer to the gate of Tianchangyuan Community, and Pei Ming lives opposite them.

He rested his left hand casually on his knee, crossed his legs and had a serious expression on his face, no one who looked at him could shout: Big brother.

In fact, when he was speaking, his right hand kept pulling at the seam of his trousers, and the thin sweat on his palm soaked the seat.

Lin Song was stunned, some fragments of memory surged in, he suppressed those memories forcefully, his lips hidden in the darkness turned slightly white, he shook his head and said: "No,"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Pei, for causing you trouble. No matter how the company deals with me, I have no objection."

An intern dared to send the boss to the bureau. Lin Song felt that his position had come to an end, and he was worthy of being a social animal.

Pei Ming's right hand grabbed his trousers more and more forcefully, but he was still as steady as an old dog when he opened his mouth: "Do you know how much thought it takes for a company to cultivate a talent?"

"Let's go? Think of Sijing as a vegetable market, you can come in and out as you like."

Sijing is well-known in the industry for its strict assessment conditions, and of course the talents who come out of here are also being snapped up by various companies.

Lin Song knew he was wrong, lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "What does Boss Pei mean?"

The corners of Pei Ming's eyes raised slightly in the dark, "I'll give you a chance to make up for your mistakes. You can treat the president to dinner."

Seeing that the entrance of Tianchang Garden was ahead, Pei Ming took the time to finish the rest of the sentence: "Not everyone can eat with me, and I'm tired of those high-end restaurants, and I don't want to be abused by outsiders. Employees, you can figure out the rest yourself."

As his words fell, Old Zheng just parked the car at the gate of Tianchang Garden. He got out of the car with a smile on his face and helped Lin Song open the door, then bent down and made a gesture of invitation.

Lin Song: ...

He stood at the gate of the community, watching the familiar black car go away with a dazed expression, his mind was full of: who am I, where am I, and what am I doing?

All the way back home, there was still that bowl of delicious shredded pork noodles on the table, but it was a pity that the noodles were already lumpy after such a delay.

Lin Song didn't dislike it either. He thought about what Pei Ming wanted to do while picking up ramen.

The rumored Mr. Pei is ruthless and a qualified representative of capitalists.

But Pei Ming's performance tonight is clearly the overlord's going to the sea to help the poor.

"Ruirui, do you think there will be capitalists who are willing to let go of the troublesome employees?" Lin Song sent a WeChat message to his roommate on the way.

The other party happened to be checking WeChat, and quickly replied to him.

I am the overlord: "Yes,"

I am Overlord: "The overlord and his pretty secretary in the novel."

Lin Song instantly felt constipated.

The houses in Tianchangyuan itself are 20 years old. The community opposite them has been called an unnamed community because they are too old. Only some elderly people still live there.

Although Pei Ming bought a house, he didn't really want to live in a place where he had to climb stairs to go up and down, and the corridors were dirty and there might be cockroaches.

Lao Zheng drove forward for another 10 minutes, and then the car turned into another residential area. Lao Zheng parked the car and left, leaving Pei Ming sitting in the car alone, closing (thinking) eyes (thinking) raising ( People) God (life).

Bei: "How about it, Brother Ming, have you talked to your sister-in-law?"

Bei: "If you don't show up for so long, is it a confession?"

Bei: "Damn it, you guys can't go straight to the home run!"

Bei: "[Thumbs], as expected of my brother Ming, the speed of socialism is in place."

Nan: "Just him, hehe."

As soon as Pei Ming turned on the phone, he saw the word "hehe". He simmered in the anger all night and immediately got up. Without saying a word, he called Secretary Zhao and asked the other party to send a box of 'gifts' to someone.

Lin Song usually takes the bus to work in the morning, and occasionally rides a bicycle when the weather is good. Since he found out that Pei Ming also lives in this area yesterday, he deliberately took a few more glances at the opposite neighborhood when he went out.

The outer walls of the buildings peeled off into spots, and a few old men and women in red jackets were exercising in the morning on the dilapidated square in the community, and the whole community seemed particularly smoky.

Lin Song imagined in his mind the scene where Pei Ming danced in the square, the scene scared Lin Song so much that his skin got goosebumps.

Sijing is like a 24-hour spinning top, and the office was already busy when Lin Song arrived.

Zehui is the largest supermarket chain in the local area. Unfortunately, in recent years, its management has been poor and it has been going downhill. Currently, it faces two paths: one is to be acquired and reorganized by them, and the other is to have new investment in the leader to carry out reforms.

Not everyone has the courage to reform, the second road is basically blocked, the company has decided to acquire, and most of the legal department is busy with this matter.

After Lin Song sorted out the contracts requested by the HR side, he stretched, and from the corner of his eyes, he accidentally glanced at the computer of the colleague next door.

There is a list of Zehui's employees on it, some of which are ticked.

"Xiao Lin, sister Zhang is looking for you." Li Jiang said while hiding the document.

Sijing’s interns are not supervised by a special person. The strategy of free development is pursued here. Opportunities are everywhere and there is nothing everywhere. How to develop depends on the individual.

Zhang Doudou is looking for him, and Lin Song, as an intern, should hurry over.

"Okay." When Lin Song got up and walked over, out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone coming from the corridor.

The person in charge walked resolutely, with a tall and straight figure, and a handsome face that looked familiar.

Lin Song's brows were full of suspicion: the legal department is so important?Need the chairman to come every day?

It doesn’t matter where newcomers are targeted. Being recruited is nothing more than a cliché. The company values ​​you. You are just a little younger. Young people should do more chores. You are not qualified to participate in those important projects.

Lin Song lowered his head and listened to the other party talking, while thinking to himself, doing odd jobs is nothing, he sent the boss to the bureau for education, so what is he afraid of.

The left and right will not be corrected.

"Okay, you go out first." Zhang Doudou sneered for a long time, and the person in front of her was always smiling gently, giving her the illusion of punching cotton.

Lin Song smiled gently at the other party again: "Thank you, Sister Zhang, for your teaching."

When turning around, the corners of Lin Song's lips curled up, and soon returned to his gentle smile.

The office work was still busy, everyone stood up straight and clattered on the keyboard, even the lively sister Wang stared at the computer with a serious face.

Lin Song felt something in his heart and looked towards the door, just in time to meet Pei Ming's gaze in the air.

The latter looked indifferent, as if he didn't know him.

Lin Song rubbed the thumb and index finger of his left hand twice, smoothed the hem of his clothes with his right hand, nodded towards Pei Ming, and then prepared to return to his work station.

But it didn't work, he was called out by Makino.

"Lin Song will follow me, Director Mu, you can go back," Pei Ming said.

Makino:? ? ?

Lin Song: ...

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The author has something to say:

Makino: I am just a tool person for feelings.

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