Flying the boss is not easy

Junfeng Tea is still managed by Zhang Junfeng, but the name is already Songhai Tea.

Wan Hansong discussed with Song Haicha to build a food street in Songhai Tea Garden, selling all kinds of tea food.If possible, it is best to create another food industry directly.

Now there is only one restaurant in Songhai Tea Garden, and there are no snacks. Most tourists choose to bring their own food, which also increases the workload of the cleaning staff.

Song Haicha held a pen in his hand: "There is not enough funds now. We had already borrowed money when we acquired Junfeng Tea Industry. Now it is... a bit difficult."

Wan Hansong stared at the table: "How about we take it easy?"

"You make me think again." Song Haicha waved his hand and let Wan Hansong go out.

As soon as the door was closed, he leaned back heavily, his mind spinning rapidly.

First, when Song Hai's tea industry had just developed, then when the tea garden opened, then Wan Hansong sent him back to the hotel, and finally...the last was the spinner on Wan Hansong's head just now.

He patted his forehead heavily: Why have you been thinking about these weird things recently.

During the Chinese New Year, Song Haicha's parents didn't come, but now they came, but the topics they discussed still made Song Haicha dissatisfied.

"Our colleague's daughter, I heard that she is recommended, alas."

Song Haicha remained expressionless: "How about that?"

Song's mother sighed softly: "This is a matter of Guang Yao's lintel, if..."

"If there is no if, the past is over. If you tell me here, why don't you go and urge Song Yang, I think he is much more likely."

"What are you talking about? Song Yang is not our own, you are our son!"

Song Haicha was completely angry: "All right! Just because I am your own, I should be looked down upon by you, and you should keep talking about these things! Everything is my fault, is it okay? Are you satisfied?"

Mother Song didn't do this once or twice: "What are you talking about? I don't blame you, I just said something."

Song Haicha sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm: "Okay, you can tell me, but I don't have to listen, right? You speak slowly, I'm leaving."

The door was closed with a loud noise, and it was estimated that they could have heard it on this floor.

Wan Hansong just came back from the back kitchen, and was startled when he saw Song Haicha's angry look: "Boss, you..." He hesitated to speak, "Are you okay?"

Song Haicha was still angry: "Do you think I'm fine?"

Wan Hansong gave himself a slap in the heart, this is not asking for nothing!

Song Haicha said again: "Follow me."

Being able to stay with the boss again, Wan Hansong happily followed him away. Of course, he had to show a worried look.

Song Haicha didn't take Wan Hansong to other places, they went to the street to buy all kinds of wine.

After returning to the factory, Song Haicha and Wan Hansong carried the wine: "Let's go to your room."

Wan Hansong looked terrified: "Why?"

Song Haicha blushed, now that his parents are still in his room, it is impossible to drink in his room, right?He didn't want to meet them right now.

Wan Hansong guessed all kinds of things in his heart, and he acted like he didn't know anything: "Just go to my place! Men, there are always troublesome things, and it's a good way to drown them with wine, come here! "

Song Haicha followed the steps, but he was still a little embarrassed: "It's okay to occupy your dormitory, right?"

"It's okay! Of course it's okay!" Wan Hansong couldn't wait for it, and finally got the chance to be alone with the boss, how could he let it go?

When he arrived at the room, Wan Hansong cleared a space on the table, put all the wine on the table, found two cups to wash, and made a cup for him and Song Haicha: "Come on, boss, everything will be fine after drinking! "

The two clinked glasses and drank it down.

Wan Hansong was thinking, even if he and Song Haicha couldn't make it, tonight would be considered as a cup of wine.

Song Haicha drank more and more tea, Wan Hansong didn't touch much, he mainly answered the questions Song Haicha threw from time to time.

Looking at Song Haicha whose eyes were getting more and more blurred, Wan Hansong remembered some bad things: last time Song Haicha got drunk and they fought an unfair landlord fight, maybe there will be another one this time.

He was depressed, why couldn't Song Haicha be drunk and sexual like those domineering CEOs? With his personality, he would definitely be responsible for him.

Suddenly, Song Haicha pointed at him and said, "Do you know how much I envy you?"

Wan Hansong lay on the table, thinking about what he could envy Song Haicha.

"You graduated from University C!"

Wan Hansong drank the last sip of wine, and slammed the glass on the table: "Why are you envious? After graduation, you are not looking for a job everywhere. The company I work for is actually a single holiday! It also makes me work overtime every day! "

Song Haicha spread it out on the chair: "That's enough, anyway, they think a diploma from a good university is enough! They don't even look at how many of those graduates can reach my height!"

Wan Han understood, Song Haicha's parents definitely said that again.

To be honest, he didn't understand why they were so obsessed with a diploma, Song Haicha's personality and career, he really couldn't find any faults.

Song Haicha gave up on himself: "They are right. Look, I am inferior to you in all aspects."

"Don't don't!" Wan Hansong quickly retorted, he couldn't bear this compliment, and he always felt that if he accepted him, he would not be far from dismissal. Just be good, and, do you know how many people envy you? My former colleagues worked overtime until their hairlines reached their ears!"

Song Haicha stroked his hair: "Fortunately, my hair is still there."

His movements are so cute, while Song Haicha was drunk, Wan Hansong couldn't help poking his face: "So, don't worry about it, let them say what they say, and let them talk about it if they are happy. good."

I don't know if Song Haicha listened to it, he closed his eyes and hummed twice, and he was about to fall asleep, Wan Hansong hurriedly helped him up: "Boss, go back to sleep!"

He was heartbroken: he was really reluctant to send Song Haicha back!

Song Haicha broke away from him: "I don't want to go back, if they run into them as soon as they go in before they go to bed, I won't do it."

"Okay! Boss, then I will wrong myself to let you here, you lie down!"

Although both of them smell of alcohol, and although they have to wash the sheets tomorrow, this opportunity should be cherished, and it will be gone if it is lost.

The next morning Wan Hansong got up first, he packed up and hurried to buy breakfast, this kind of behavior, earn as much as you can, if the boss is really moved by him, he will make a lot of money.

Song Haicha was woken up by the sound of closing the door, but he didn't get up because his head hurt so much and he had no strength.

Not long after, the door was opened again, and Wan Hansong tiptoedly put things on the table like a thief.He walked to the bed, intending to wake Song Haicha up.

Just as he was about to make a sound, Song Haicha's eyes opened, and he took two steps back in fright.

Song Haicha sat up with his head pressed: "No need to scream, I've already woken up."

"Oh, then get up and eat something, I just went to buy something."

Wan Hansong leaned his back against his chest, luckily he didn't show any feelings towards Song Haicha just now, otherwise he would be ashamed if he didn't.

He was already thin, and his back looked even smaller. Song Haicha felt an urge to hold him in his arms and say a few words of thanks.

All day long, Song Haicha's heart felt like a cat scratching, it seemed that his heart didn't beat according to its normal rhythm, the air in the office was extremely oppressive, even taking a deep breath couldn't save him.

Wan Hansong came in to discuss things with him. He only paid attention to his voice, the clothes he was wearing today, and how beautiful his wrists were, but he didn't listen to other things at all.

"Boss? Boss, did you hear that?" Wan Hansong reminded.

Song Haicha came back to his senses: "That's all right, you go out first."

After the door was closed, Song Haicha patted his forehead with his palm: Wan Hansong is very good in every way, he does have a feeling for him, the problem is that he doesn't know if he is crooked, if it is because of himself that he is put on this difficult road He felt sorry for the way he was going.

The corridor was quiet, Wan Hansong could only hear his footsteps and the echo of his footsteps, and his silhouette was reflected one by one on the white tiles.

The boss was obviously out of shape just now, but usually no matter how big things happen, this kind of situation would never happen. What happened today?

Today is the weekend, and it is the day when Song Yang comes back.

While eating, Song Yang was complaining to Li Yun and the others about how unpalatable the food in the school cafeteria was, and every day was like a labor reform.

Lao Wei comforted him: "It's okay! The university cafeteria will be delicious in the future!"

Song Yang asked: "How do you know?"

Lao Wei stroked his beard: "Isn't that what everyone says?"

On the back kitchen table, only Wan Hansong and Song Haicha didn't speak, they both had their own thoughts, as if there was a transparent barrier between them and the hustle and bustle around them.

"Master Wan? Lord Wan!"

"Ah, what's the matter?"

"What's the matter with you? You feel like you've been possessed by a demon. You can't answer even if you shout." Song Yang asked dissatisfied.

Wan Hansong changed his posture: "I'm thinking about things, you kid doesn't understand."

"I still don't understand," Song Yang moved a little closer to Wan Hansong, "Could it be, are you thinking about someone?"

It was originally a joke, but it accidentally broke the truth.

Wan Hansong sneered in his heart: Of course I am thinking of someone, I am thinking of your grandpa!

Seeing that Wan Hansong was silent, Song Yang seemed to have discovered the New World: "No way, I really hit the mark? Who is it? Do you have any photos?"

"There's a ghost, get lost!"

Song Haicha watched them making a fuss, and felt uneasy: Could it be that Wan Hansong really has someone he likes?He doesn't know anyone here.

Suddenly, he turned his gaze to Li Yun and Chen Ling.

Wan Hansong's usual range of activities is on the street and in the factory, and if he has more contacts, these two people are the most likely.

Song Haicha's fists were harvested, his competitive spirit came up, and his rationality disappeared: except for the gender advantage, these two people can't compare with him!

However, his hostile gaze turned into affection in Wan Hansong's eyes.He finally knew why the boss was absent-minded today. It turned out that he had taken a fancy to these two beauties!

Thinking about it, he also stared at the two girls.

Poor two beautiful sisters, they have done nothing wrong, they are not dazzled by love, they clearly feel the unhappiness of these two people.

They made eye contact: What happened today?Did we do something bad?

Song Yang was young and his nerves were relatively sensitive. He clearly felt the smell of sex in the back kitchen, and felt that it was caused by himself.

The author has something to say:

Headache, I have been having nightmares every day since I wrote the article.The original emotional line is very abrupt, after rewriting it... huh!Still very abrupt!But this is already the highest level I can do now, I hope you don’t dislike it~