The two directors who always fight each other are married

Jian Shi'an wanted to drink water, but called Qu Qi twice but did not respond, only to realize that Qu Qi is not here now.

Jian Shi'an's finance department plans to take advantage of the graduation season to recruit ten more employees. Qu Qi, as Jian Shi'an's secretary, is called to the interview site even though he is a newcomer who has only been here for more than two months.

There was no other way, Jian Shi'an had no choice but to put down the documents in his hand and take the cup and go by himself.

Jian Shi'an usually drinks all kinds of scented tea and fruit tea carefully prepared by Qu Qi. Occasionally, when he feels tired, Qu Qi will prepare coffee for him, which can be repeated for a month.

After leaving the office, Jian Shi'an glanced at Qu Qi's desk, and walked towards the tea room without seeing the fruit slices.

There are two tea rooms and two smoking areas on the 32nd floor. One is open for use, and the other is used by Jian Shi'an, Mengcheng, other directors and their secretaries. It is not open to the public, and the smoking room is next to the tea room.

Jian Shi'an poured a cup of coffee, lowered his head and took a sip, and found that it was a bit bitter, so he added another spoonful of sugar and milk to himself.

When adding sugar, Jian Shi'an thought, if it was Meng Cheng, he would definitely have poured the whole bag of sugar into it.

Meng Cheng, a sugar-heavy patient, drank coffee so sweet that two Jian Shian could get tired of it.

After adding sugar and milk, Jian Shi'an took another sip, nodded after feeling the taste was right, and walked out with the cup in hand.

When leaving the tea room and passing the smoking room, Jian Shi'an casually glanced at the concealed door, but unexpectedly saw a figure.

Jian Shi'an subconsciously raised her eyebrows, paused in her forward steps, and slowly backed away with the cup in her hand, squinting to look at the scene inside.

The person inside was wearing a dark blue suit, the buttons on his chest were buttoned up meticulously, making him tall and long. At this time, he was leaning against the window facing the door, his right hand propped on the window edge was well-knit, with slender fingers, revealing A small part of the wrist bone is protruding, the lines are somewhat sharp, and it looks a little thin.

The man's left leg was bent against the base of the wall, the other arm rested naturally on his thigh, his fingertips were slightly bent, and a lighted cigarette was held between his slender index finger and middle finger, the tongue of flame was licking the tobacco, The little red flame was flickering and flickering, and it was hard to see clearly.

Like a peeping|voyeur, she tilted her head and looked at the people inside from the crack of the door for a while, but the backlight was so bad that she couldn't see the man's expression shrouded in shadow clearly. Finally, Jian Shi'an thought about it, pushed the door open and went in.

Meng Cheng raised his hand and just took a puff of his cigarette. After hearing the movement, he casually raised his head and saw Jian Shi'an came in with a cup of coffee in surprise.

Jian Shi'an looked at Meng Cheng and said, "You actually know how to smoke."

After knowing each other for so many years, this was the first time Jian Shi'an saw Meng Cheng smoking. Before that, he thought Meng Cheng didn't smoke.

Meng Cheng's movements paused, and the panic in his eyes disappeared instantly. After he realized it, he didn't spit out the smoke he had inhaled, but directly covered his mouth.

Within two seconds of covering his mouth, Meng Cheng was choked and coughed.

Holding the cup, Jian Shian stared dumbfoundedly at Meng Cheng, who started to lower his head and cough, and walked over amusedly, put the cup on the window sill, and then patted him on the back, laughing as he patted:

"Meng Cheng, are you stupid? You are the first person I have ever seen smoking and covering your mouth, what? I found out that you smoked and wanted to choke yourself to death?"

"It's not like, you're such an adult, and you're not a junior high school student and you can't smoke."

The more Jian Shi'an patted Meng Cheng, the more he coughed. After a while, Meng Cheng finally recovered. He pressed more than half of the cigarette left on his fingertips into the ashtray next to him, and then raised his hand to move himself. Turn your back and stare at Jian Shi'an:

"Jian Shi'an, are you avenging yourself?!"

Jian Shi'an is innocent: "What's wrong with me?"

Meng Cheng: "What were you doing just now?"

Jian Shi'an: "I'm giving you a pat on the back."

Meng Cheng: "Did Shunqi use such a heavy hand?"

Meng Cheng's back still hurts now, looking at him, he was dissatisfied: "I think you want to take this opportunity to shoot me to death so that you can inherit my inheritance."

Jian Shi'an laughed jokingly after hearing this: "You discovered all of this."

Meng Cheng glared at him: "He has no conscience."

Meng Cheng coughed a while ago, and now his throat feels uncomfortable. He squeezed his throat | and stretched out his hand after seeing the cup that Jian Shian casually placed on the window sill:

"I have a sore throat, let me drink your coffee."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Jian Shi'an's reaction, he picked up the cup and took a long gulp.

Seeing Meng Cheng's flowing movements, Jian Shi'an blinked, put down the hand he just raised, and counted silently in his heart.

When he counted to 'two', Meng Cheng frowned, looked at the cup in his hand with disgust, and then looked at Jian Shi'an:

"What the hell are you drinking? Why is it so bitter?"

Jian Shi'an suppressed a smile: "This is already after I added sugar and milk."

Meng Cheng gave a 'tsk' sound, and put the cup back to its original position, still disgusted: "You can drink it so bitter, Jian Shi'an, do you have a problem with your sense of taste?"

Originally, Meng Cheng planned to drink two more sips because it was Jian Shian's cup, but it was too bitter, so he refused.

Jian Shian looked at him: "My sense of taste is very normal, but you are too sensitive."

Meng Cheng pouted, but said nothing.

Jian Shi'an glanced at the cigarette butts pressed in the ashtray, and looked at Meng Cheng: "By the way, when did you start smoking?"

Meng Cheng's tone was calm: "It won't be long after I just started working."

Ever since he started working, Meng Cheng has been dragged by his father to participate in various receptions, introducing him to Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhao, Mr. Wang and other bosses. It was also at that time that he started smoking, for the sake of socializing.

However, Meng Cheng was not addicted to cigarettes, he only thought of smoking one occasionally, and the frequency was not high.

"So long?" Jian Shi'an was surprised: "Why haven't I seen you smoke before?"

Meng Cheng looked at him: "Don't you dislike the smell of cigarettes?"

Jian Shi'an: "And then."

Jian Shi'an remembered that he had mentioned that to Meng Cheng before, saying that the smell of smoke was unpleasant and choking, which was unhealthy.

Meng Cheng replied: "Then there is no after."

Jian Shi'an blinked, his mind turned around, a little surprised, and asked, "Just because I don't like it?"

After finishing speaking, Jian Shi'an thought of Meng Cheng's silly action of covering his mouth when he came in, and his heart moved.

Although this person often speaks annoyed people, he is quite good at taking care of others.

Meng Cheng glanced at him and said, "Not all of them, I'm not addicted to cigarettes, I only smoke occasionally."

After hearing this, Jian Shi'an leaned against the window sill, picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee, then said:

"I knew you wouldn't be so kind."

Why he doesn't like the smell of cigarettes, the key is that he is not addicted.

After being quiet for a while, Jian Shi'an remembered something, looked at Meng Cheng, and asked:

"By the way, last night Dalin and the others said in the group that they would meet sometime, did you see that?"

Dalin is the class monitor and head of the room of Jian Shi'an University, and also the head of Meng Cheng's room.

Although Meng Cheng is not in their class, he lives in the same dormitory, so he has a good relationship with Dalin and the others, and they also play basketball and cook hot pot together.

Meng Cheng shook his head: "I didn't see it, when?"

Jian Shi'an: "The time hasn't been set yet, didn't you watch the group?"

Meng Cheng: "I didn't pay attention."

Jian Shi'an asked, "Are you going?"

Meng Cheng: "I don't know if there will be time at that time, will there be those people?"

Although it is a dormitory, if Jian Shian and his class have a party, Meng Cheng will not get involved.

Jian Shi'an also shook her head: "I don't know either."

Last night when Dalin and the others were chatting happily in the group, Jian Shi'an was so sleepy that he just glanced vaguely for a few times and then fell asleep.

The two were silent for a while, eyes wide open, and finally Jian Shi'an smiled helplessly:

"Forget it, things that are not sure yet, let's talk about it later."

Meng Cheng also laughed: "Why do you ask three questions and don't know?"

Jian Shi'an: "You who haven't even read the news in the group, you have no reason to blame me."

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Before the party was decided, Jian Shi'an and his department ushered in the peak period of overtime.

The three months from May to July are the busiest time for the finance department except for the end of the year. They have a lot of report materials to submit for filing, and a lot of data files to input and process.

Every day, Jian Shi'an would spend a lot of time just signing various reports and documents.

Often the financial managers are off work, but the light in Jian Shian's office is still on.

It was almost twelve o'clock when I turned off the computer and left the office after working overtime that day.

All the people in the finance department left except for Jian Shi'an, and the headlights outside were also turned off, leaving only a weak light for illumination.

After turning off the lights in the office, the whole space instantly became darker. Jian Shi'an squinted his eyes and glanced around, then took out his phone and turned on the flashlight.

The weak lighting has little effect on Jian Shi'an, because his night vision ability is not good, commonly known as night blindness.

However, his night blindness is not serious, and it's not so dark that he can't see his fingers and open his eyes at night.

It's just that at night, he looks like a near-sighted person who has lost his glasses, seeing things in a foggy state, so if he is late after working overtime, he will take a taxi back instead of driving.

The office area is full of workstations, the light is too dark and Jian Shi'an is afraid of bumping into things, so she is very careful with every step she takes.

Every time he took a step, Jian Shi'an complained in his heart - after taking so much vitamin A, his eyes were still the same.

I used to force myself to eat so much spinach and carrots for nothing.

When I went to the ophthalmology department because of night blindness, the doctor suggested that Jian Shi'an eat more carrots, because carrots are rich in vitamin A.

Just because of the doctor's words, Jian Shi'an had carrots, shredded carrots, chunks of carrots, and sliced ​​carrots in every meal at that time. After eating so much, Jian Shi'an suspected that he was alive, and was afraid that he would become a rabbit if he ate it.

If it weren't for Xiaobai and Xiaoxue being raised at home, Jian Shi'an wouldn't buy carrots. He used to walk around the supermarket when he saw carrots.

When Jian Shi'an walked cautiously to the door while thinking about it in his heart, his hand just touched the doorknob of the glass door. Before he could pull it in, a sudden force came from outside the door. Push door.

At night, the entire floor was silent, and the frosted glass door was suddenly pushed open. Jian Shi'an was startled and at the same time backed away repeatedly to avoid hitting the door.

In the blink of an eye, Jian Shi'an and the person who pushed the door came face to face, Jian Shi'an was startled, and was about to cry out when he opened his mouth.

What was faster than his mouth was the movement of the person outside the door. The person took a step towards the door, quickly raised his hand to cover Jian Shi'an's mouth without thinking, and said in a low voice:

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

The author has something to say: Jian Shi'an: Speak as you speak, what do you do! !

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