Dog Diary

My name is Ling Bu, and people in the company call me Mr. Duan.

Aside from the name Lingbo Weibu's Lingbu, who has Duan Yu's scholarly looks and demeanor, the main reason for this nickname is because I am almost fanatically infatuated with our company's fairy sister-the dog man Tao Ying.

In this company of more than a hundred people, there is one and only one recognized fairy sister.

He has beautiful facial features on a small melon seed face, fair and translucent skin, and a thin and slim figure.Men see admiration, women see jealousy.

The most terrible thing is that pair of innocent and charming Ruifeng eyes, the slender eyelashes can take people's soul with just one swipe.

My soul was taken away by this dog man.

That was my first day of employment three years ago.I arrived at the company very early that day, and I sat in the conference room waiting for assignments.Tao Ying pushed the door open and walked into my heart.

That temperament, figure, and appearance made me suddenly understand that the other half I had fantasized about countless times actually existed in reality.I stared blankly at him in a daze, almost drooling.

Tao Ying, who came in to look for things, was neither ashamed nor annoyed by my staring. She glanced at the badge I put on the table and smiled at me, "Hello, my new colleague——Ling Bu."

He's calling my name!That fresh smile and melodious voice made me fall completely.

This fairy sister is not that fairy sister, and Tao Ying is not the iceberg beauty like in Tianlong Babu.

He is the so-called internal and external cultivation, the kind of thoughtful and meticulous way of dealing with people makes people feel like spring breeze.There is no one in the company who doesn't like him.

For example, when going abroad to participate in industry exhibitions, he will try to bring all the team members with him, so that everyone can enjoy a trip abroad at public expense; In the bag of his partner, he keeps a secret; when some mobile phone cameras launch new products, he will try his best to get these samples from the manufacturers for the cash-strapped machine enthusiasts; during company activities, he is the active backbone; during private dinners , he is the most generous when he pays...

Third-rate sales sell products, second-rate sales sell services, and first-rate sales sell themselves.

Objectively speaking, Tao Ying is well-deserved first-class.He is very successful with clients, leaders, and colleagues.

In the company, I am not the only servant under Tao Ying's skirt.

Murong Fu is my apparent rival in love.Unlike him, I don't just want to have sex with Tao Ying, I really like him.I like his gestures, every frown and smile, his orders and acting like a baby.

And Murong Fu, who joined the company two years earlier than me, is as greasy as his head.He called Sister Aishenxian in his mouth, but he had several Rio/Pao apps installed on his phone.I don't bother to take such people seriously.

Of course, Tao Ying didn't take him seriously.

You ask me why I feel this way?Because we are also in love, Murong Fu and I received completely different treatment.

For example, he would casually pick up an apple on my table and take a bite, then put it back where it was, wiped the corner of his mouth and looked at me with crooked eyes, "I'm sorry, it looks delicious, so I couldn't hold it back for a while." He also sticks out his tongue to show off his cuteness.

For example, he'd pat me on the left shoulder from behind, and when I was tricked into turning my head to the left, he'd laugh on the right side, "Here it is."

For example, when I worked overtime until I was the only one left in the company, a figure suddenly appeared out of nowhere and brought me a midnight snack.

For example, he'd tell me he didn't like my new marmot racing car because it didn't have a back seat.

……

But for Murong Fu, he only has a professional and polite smile and concise work communication.

So, that's why I foolishly stayed by his side for three years until I got kicked out by a wedding invitation, Gameover.

Waking up from a big dream, it turned out to be just my wishful thinking.

hehe. Fuc*k!

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