The boss always wants to help the poor

What was written on the note... Qi Xian began to tremble in his heart, unwilling to reach out to touch him, and buried his face in the bowl to pick up the rice.It happened to be rescued by a phone call.

"Well... I'm at home... for dinner... I'll be there in a while." Qi Xian hung up the phone and looked at Xiang Mang. "Go to a friend's party with me and clean up."

After dinner, the two were going to the party according to the location on the text message. On the way, Qi Xian drove into the parking lot of a shopping mall.

"Want to buy a gift?" Xiang Mang asked Qi Xian when he unbuckled his seat belt and opened the door to get out of the car.

Qi Xian closed the car door, thought about the gift for three seconds, and came to a conclusion: "If you don't buy it, it's impossible to buy it." That guy is not worthy of his money. "I want to pick two clothes. You don't know. There is a particularly annoying guy at the party. If I don't press him down, he will be gone."

Xiang Mangbuyu followed Qi Xian's footsteps, naturally, he didn't know who the guy Qi Xian was talking about.

Qi Xian took Xiang Mang directly to a high-end custom men's clothing store, and the clerk politely asked about Qi Xian's requirements.

"Two suits, the ones that look the same, don't need to order them, just take them away today." The clerk invited the two of them in, and found two suits on the neatly arranged hangers.

"Mr. Qi, what do you think of this?" the clerk asked.

Qi Xian looked around for a while, then took it directly, and stuffed one of the black sets into Xiang Mang's arms. "Try it, and take it if you can."

Xiang Mang didn't take it directly: "No need, it's just a party. How about changing clothes?" The main reason is that it's too wasteful, and it's really unnecessary.

"As for, my Qi Xian's face must not be thrown into that guy's hands, go in and change." Qi Xian still pushed Xiang Mang into the fitting room, and Qi Xian also entered the fitting room on the other side to change.

The two came out of the fitting room almost at the same time, and the clerk was standing and watching, his eyes lit up when he was amazed by the two of them.

Xiang Mang held the tie in his hand and didn't fasten it. He seldom wore an orthodox suit, so he just changed into it.

Qi Xian looked at him, and felt that the person who went in was not the same person who came out. Xiang Mang belonged to a boy with a very adolescent appearance. In fact, he was most suitable to wear casual clothes, which would make his temperament look very comfortable, but he did not expect that wearing On the contrary, he didn't find it weird at all in a suit, and he could see a feeling of being young and promising.

Qi Xian took the tie from Xiang Mang's hand, wrapped it around his neck through the collar and tied a perfect tie, still couldn't help but praise. "This dress really suits you, so this is it."

After speaking, Qi Xian was about to pay the bill, and Xiang Mang rushed over to stop him. "I still don't think it's useful."

"Okay, it's just a set of clothes, do you still owe me less?" Qi Xian raised his head and smiled helplessly, and broke free to transfer the money.

"..." Xiang Mang simply didn't say anything, and thought that he would owe this note to him, and pay it back a little bit after earning money.

When leaving the shopping mall, Xiang Mang took out the bill that Qi Xian put in just now from his bag, and was surprised by the number on it. "Two... twenty thousand for a set of clothes..." This is wearing gold on the body...

The more he owed, the more he owed, Xiang Mang thought, since he bought the clothes, how about...after wearing them, take them out and sell them second-hand?But this idea was seen through by Qi Xian, and he directly dismissed his idea.

The two still came to the meeting place, which is a well-known hotel in Yucheng. Xiang Mang only passed by the bus before and saw it. Although he could never accept his consumption standard of eating people without spitting out bones, existence is justice. It's just a territory that he can't touch.

When he was in a daze, Qi Xian was always by his side and patiently told him: "After you go in later, if someone tells you nonsense, don't believe it, no, don't believe anything they say, they are all a bunch of bastards."

"You still chose such a place on my territory. It's really going to be on my head. Xiang Mang, drinking is inevitable today. You can just talk about allergies or something."

Xiang Mang looked at Qi's clenched fists all the time, although he kept talking about not being nervous and how to teach others a lesson, but he still revealed a feeling of unconfidence, and this feeling continued to the box in the hotel restaurant.

Xiang Mang originally thought that this meeting would be very lively and noisy, but the scene in front of him looked like a serious meeting. The waiters in the hotel were still passing the dishes one by one, and there were five or six people in suits and leather shoes sitting on the seats. Men are clinking glasses to each other.

One of the men stood up and walked to Qi Xian holding a wine glass. Xiang Mang could easily feel Qi Xian's uneasiness and vigilance.

"Qi Xian, it's your fault this time. It's not easy for us to get together. Why are you late? It's not like your style."

This person looked older than Qi Xian, and his speech naturally carried a sense of age superiority.

Qi Xian showed a standard smile and said, "It's true that I was wrong. As an apology, I've accepted today's order."

"Sure enough, he's still so generous. He's young and promising. It's not bad for the money for the meal. It's worthy of being brought out by Director Zhou. It's just that it's different from us. It's incomparable." The man also recalled his smile, and put Qi Xian and Xiang Please take your seat.

Xiang Mang gradually understood that these people were probably people that Qi Xian and Qi Xian didn't like each other, and they deliberately made words to make them feel bitter.

"Who is this?" Someone saw Xiang Mang and asked.

"He, a new member of ours, happened to be brought here together, everyone, please don't bully the newcomers." Qi Xian picked up his glass to block a drink for Xiang Mang. "He is allergic to alcohol, let the rookies go."

"It's boring, the newcomers don't drink with us." The person who came didn't force him, and drank the existing wine directly.

Qi Xian was poured a lot of wine in this kind of table manners. His alcohol capacity has always been good, but after drinking like this just after a hangover, his body will always be a little bit unbearable.

"Everyone, I really can't do it. It's because I didn't rest well after I left the mission yesterday. I really can't drink much today." Qi Xian evaded.

"Qi Xian is still so busy, it's also..."

"Is it okay if you don't get busy? Director Zhou is going to retire soon, what else does he have..."

Qi Xian's face turned cold.

"Okay, let's see what you guys said." The man I saw in the private room just now came out to defend and help Qi Xian smooth things over. "Which one of you doesn't have a mission, is it interesting to say something like this? Come on, don't worry about it."

A very shallow smile appeared on the corner of Qi Xian's mouth and said: "Well, thank you Brother He Yan." Then he drank the remaining wine in the glass.

After the dishes were served, everyone chatted about other things one after another. Because Qi Xian and Xiang Mang had just eaten at home before coming here, they basically didn't touch their chopsticks. When everyone teased Xiang Mang, they were all stopped by Qi Xian down.

But Xiang Mang still noticed, Qi Xian's hand would be placed on the stomach from time to time to press, and Xiang Mang turned sideways and whispered in his ear: "Does your stomach feel bad?"

Xiang Mang raised his eyes, and even saw the cold sweat remaining on his temples. He could tell at a glance that Qi was trying his best to endure the stomachache.

"It's okay, it's okay." Qi Xian endured the pain and gave Xiang Mang a consoling smile that looked okay but was actually not at all.

Xiang Mang thought to himself, this person is really, he comforts the people around him even when he is suffering, doesn't he think of himself?

"Shall we go first?" Xiang Mang asked again.

"We can't leave yet. If we leave, these people will have nothing to say. Please sit down for a while."

Seeing the two talking in a low voice, He Yan moved closer to Qi Xian and asked, "Don't let me listen to anything funny."

Qi Xian sat up straight and looked at him and said, "Nonsense, just talk about it."

He Yan nodded and seemed to agree, and then inadvertently brought up another topic that he had wanted to talk about for a long time: "Qi Xian, do you know that the management bureau will soon appoint a new minister to assist the director in managing various branches?"

Qi Xian smiled, and looked at He Yanshi harmlessly but sharply, "Really, Brother He Yan is still very well informed, I don't even know about this information."

After hearing this, He Yan's expression froze for a moment, and then he returned to his normal expression. They all know the regulations of the management bureau, and the information confidentiality work is the best. It is classified as classified information.

"That's right, I heard it casually, and besides, I think you are the most suitable minister among us."

"Don't dare to do it. There are so many seniors here. How dare I say I can do it. If there is really this information to be released, we will compete fairly." Qi Xian took the glass of wine in his hand and gave it to He Yanjing past.

The crowd was almost drunk, and proposed to go to the KTV, and they still had to drag Qi Xian to follow them. Qi Xian paid the payment and settled the bill, and when he walked over, he saw Xiang Mang talking to everyone politely.

"I'm really sorry. I just received the news that there is an emergency that needs to be dealt with. Forgive us for not being able to accompany everyone anymore..." Xiang Mang directly helped Qi Xian to evade it. Fortunately, everyone was not so persistent and polite. After a few words, they all left.

In the empty hotel lobby, there were only the two of them left in a blink of an eye. Qi Xian, who was relaxed, seemed to have been punched hard by a stomachache, and his whole body was so painful that he bent over.

"Go home, buy some medicine on the way, and I'll make you some soup." Xiang Mang dragged Qi Xian into the car, but due to his inconvenient legs, he still didn't try to force himself to drive, and kept waiting for Qi Xian to have a stomachache. To relax some.

Qi Xian wrapped his arms around the steering wheel and buried his face in it, while Xiang Mang searched for the direction of the nearest pharmacy on his mobile phone and set up the navigation in the car.

"The words on the note were written to a husky that passed away before me after I got drunk..."

"Huh?" Xiang Mang was surprised. He guessed for a long time, but why didn't he think that it was written for a dog, and he actually wanted to have a vigorous kiss with the dog?