Office Love Affair: Reversal

What's good to eat?

I looked around. The nearest cafeteria was Korean Teppanyaki, Japanese sushi (despise little Japan and resolutely resist), Western food, KFC, McDonald's, Guilin rice noodles, Khan... Why didn't there be Chinese food?

Finally, we decided to have a buffet.

Led Liang Jia into the restaurant. As soon as he sat down, his mobile phone didn't ring.

It's a strange number. I don't know why I subconsciously think something bad is going to happen when I see this number.

"Who, who?"

"Ning Hao, you only have 20 minutes. Come to the Xuangong western restaurant immediately." Fan Chili's voice was cut off immediately.

Shit, what tone and attitude? This dead pervert makes people restless after a meal. Why did I agree to her request?

"Something important?" Liang Jia saw my displeasure.

"I don't know."

"Who?"

"Fan pepper."

"Ah?" Liang Jia's surprised expression, "Why are you looking for you after work?"

"I don't know. Let me go to the Xuangong western restaurant and go immediately."

"Can it be business?"

"Who knows." Now it's time to get off work, in other words, it's my private time, but that sick man doesn't care about the middle of the night, shit.

"You'd better go and have a look. I'll eat alone." Liang Jia gave me an understanding expression.

"I'll try to get back." I quietly put the 1000 yuan I received from the finance department before work on the table.

"Well, I'll wait for you." Liang Jia showed a smile thousands of miles away: I'll send you away thousands of miles away

Out of the principle of thrift, with a budget of less than three kilometers and less time, I chose to walk, but I don't know whether there was a deviation in my grasp of time or some other reason. I was one minute late when I arrived at the Xuangong western restaurant. Fan chili glanced at his watch. His face was very ugly, but he didn't say anything to teach me.

I had been seated for more than ten minutes. Fan chili still didn't say a word and didn't even look at me until the waiter brought two steaks and put one of them in front of me. The juice was tomato flavored and very sour. I hated this taste most, so I covered my mouth.

"You fool, finish it."

"Ah?"

"Do you eat?" Fan Chili's eyes widened and a trace of cruelty appeared at the corners of his mouth.

I ate with a bitter face. Fan chili had bought the order and walked out of the door without saying a word

"Get in the car."

"Where are you going?"

"Can you go up?"

I really want to give fan chili a bus palm, and then put two feet in her car tire, and then leave Xiaoxiao freely, leaving her a hero's back. But I dare not. I can only have sex in my heart, and I can't show it on my face, otherwise... Hum

Fan chili drove into the parking lot of a club. As soon as she stopped steadily, she took out a file bag from the back seat and threw it to me. At the same time, she drily drove me out of the car.

I cursed and followed fan chili into the club.

This must be a high-end club, and it is a strictly differentiated membership hierarchy. It is magnificent without saying anything. There are many kinds of fitness equipment, both I have seen and I have never seen. In short, it is very different from the garbage clubs I usually go to with Jiang Liang. Look at this place. Even the rest area is very different. It is divided into high, middle and low levels. It is specially equipped with people who smoke, drink and eat

Fan pepper led me into a lounge for smoking. There was a man in sportswear who was lying on the expensive sofa smoking. This guy has a good appearance, beautiful face and eyes, with a strong smell of books, but... His eyes are very bright.

"Oh, Mr. LAN, it's hard to see your face..." fan chili smiled with a sweet, greasy voice and enthusiasm, and walked over to shake hands with the guy with very colored eyes.

Frankly speaking, I was shocked. Looking at fan chili, who was different from usual, I was disgusted. It seems that if you want others to look up to you and give you a good face, you must have stronger strength than others, at least equal, or you will fall behind in your social level.

Just like me and fan chili, she is obviously N levels higher than me, plus she is the boss, so she is qualified to swear at me without giving me face at all. My little man's self-esteem is a camel shit in her eyes. However, when she meets someone more senior than her, or when she needs to ask for help, she has to be humble and stick her face to be scolded.

"Hehe, Mr. Fan, you're wrong. It's too late for me to see you. I'm busy with my work and can't get away. Mr. Fan, don't mind." The guy smiled disgustingly, and the dog paw caressed the back and forth of fan Chili's hand.

"By the way, I'll introduce you to a super strong man." Fan chili gently turned back and pulled me over, "this is Ning Hao, director of the Creative Department of our company."

Dizzy, fan chili pulled me to lie? However, I like the title of director of the creative department very much. What I am a little dissatisfied with is that she is still under the jurisdiction of fan chili. This pervert manages the four most important departments of the company: marketing, finance, sales and creativity. She simply covers the sky with one hand, people block killing and Buddha block killing. Her written orders are more effective than those of any boss.

"Hello, Mr. LAN!" I smiled like an asshole and reached out to shake hands with the guy.

"Young man, not bad!"

"I'm flattered."

After a few words of conversation, I was put aside. Fan chili flirted with the guy, laughing and laughing.

I really don't understand what Fan chili brought me here. Is it possible to deliberately disgust me? Shit, isn't she so boring? However, I dare not ask, nor dare I leave. No matter how disgusting I am, I must sit there with a smile. After a long time, my facial muscles seem to have cramps. In addition, I want to pull the blue devil out of the sea and flatten it.

"Ning Hao, bring the proposal and the contract!" Fan chili suddenly called me.

"Proposal? What proposal? Contract? " When I finished, I reacted and quickly handed over the document bag in my hand.

The guy took the proposal book and read it with interest. I glanced at me and praised me, then raised my thumb and nodded. Frankly, I doubt that my proposal is really that good? That guy is a man who has seen the world. You say he is modest. His expression is so serious. It's inexplicable.

The guy closed the plan, looked at fan chili with a smile, took out the signature brush and brushed it.

"Happy cooperation." Fan chili shot at the guy again.

"Happy cooperation!"

Shake hands again. Correctly speaking, it's the guy touching fan Chili's hand. This dead color devil really doesn't understand how fan chili can stand him. If I touch it, it's estimated that fan chili will have to cut me in half, feed the pig on the upper body and the dog on the lower body.

The guy listened to the phone and left. I quickly took the plan book.

Did I write this? In addition to the general structure, the contents vary greatly, but many places are more reasonable, constructive and effective than my ideas. Looking at me, I can't help feeling a little ashamed. Why didn't I think of it at the beginning?