The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

At this moment, a reminder bell suddenly rang from the transparent glass door. The sound of typing on the keyboard in the office area paused for a few seconds, and then a crisp sound of high-heeled footsteps gradually sounded.

Jing Yan glanced at the lower right corner of the computer.

At nine thirty-four, the man was late.

Jing Yan raised his head and wanted to take a look at who this poor colleague was who missed out on triple salary.

However, before he could look over, a woman in a neat white shirt suddenly appeared in front of him.

She was a woman wearing black tight stockings and a light gray hip skirt. The tight office uniform perfectly showed off her exquisite figure. She leaned against the partition of the desk, looking at the somewhat dazed Jing Yan.

Her jet-black hair fell smoothly, her perfume was elegant but not pungent. She supported her body on the baffle with one hand and gently tapped her soft and white cheek with the other hand.

The shirt set off her tall chest, making her look proud and superior. Her ID card was hung around her neck.

Senior Director: Yunsu

Jing Yan frowned slightly. He was very familiar with the person in front of him. This was his childhood neighbor, his enemy in kindergarten, his deskmate in elementary school, his best friend in middle school, his rival in high school, and his college alumni...

And my current boss.

In short, they are the running dogs of the hateful capitalists who exploit the value of their employees!

"What are you looking around for during work hours?"

Yun Su looked down at the scriptures from a high position, his brows slightly furrowed, and his voice was clear and pleasant.

"Director Yunsu."

Jing Yan was stunned for a moment, his hands, which were supposed to support himself, trembled slightly, and he accidentally sat back on his workstation.

Thinking of his previous resentment, he scratched his cheek guiltily: "Nothing, just moving my body."

Yun Su glanced at him and accidentally noticed the date with a red circle on the calendar, and his eyes paused slightly.

"Why are you here for work today? Isn't it New Year's Day?"

she asked.

"Because there is nothing to do at home, I just play games and watch TV shows." Jing Yan said honestly: "Anyway, I can take a day off later. There are not many people willing to work overtime on New Year's Day, and the salary is higher, so I came."

"Oh."

Yun Su nodded and walked to Jing Yan's side. He leaned slightly with his body, which only covered his thighs, and picked up a book from the thick documents on Jing Yan's desk.

As she flipped through the book, she asked casually, as if it was an accident.

"Didn't anyone ask you out today? A junior from the company, a former schoolmate, a person of the opposite sex you like, etc. You can't just stay at home all day, right?"

"Director, you're joking." Jing Yan smiled bitterly, "It's not as colorful as you say. I'm just a lazy guy. I play games, but no one would ask me out."

"How is that possible? There might be a long line of girls who want to date you." Yun Su's eyes turned and his gaze lingered on the document, obviously with some disbelief.

"Yesterday, a former schoolmate wanted to ask me for your contact information. Haha, she's asking me for your help."

She said somewhat unhappily.

"You know, I'm not interested in those things." Jing Yan sighed helplessly and said sincerely: "An ordinary boy like me who doesn't smoke, drink, hang out, or like to play games is not popular with passers-by."

"You better be."

Yun Su muttered something softly, then put the document back on Jing Yan's desk and began to question.

"Shouldn't these documents be handled by the Finance Department? Why are they handed over to you?"

"I already said it was overtime..."

"That won't work either." Yun Su tapped Jing Yan's head gently: "You are an employee of my department, which means you are my person. Why should I use my resources to clean up other departments' messes?"

"Although what you said makes sense, my overtime pay..."

"Do you know how to live a lazy life? Do I need to teach you how to steal your salary?" Yun Su pulled up the bow tie on Jing Yan's chest, lowered his body, and whispered to Jing Yan in a line of sight where no one could see him: "Do you want to get overtime pay even if you don't work overtime?"

"Yes, I do." Jing Yan was startled by Yun Su's sudden action. He leaned back and said sarcastically, "But it's still strange to hear a director like you say such a thing as a salary thief."

"Why are you talking so much? Anyway, if I don't let you do these things, you are not allowed to do them. Do you hear me?"

"You'll pay me if I don't work?" Jing Yan responded to Yun Su with a complicated look. He was still thinking of splurge today. Besides, if he worked overtime, the workload would not be much different than usual, and he could get two extra salaries. Why not?

Even if Yun Su is the director, he cannot stop him from getting rich!

"Oh, you must do this, don't you?"

Yun Su sneered and pulled the tie on Jing Yan's collar, revealing a complex and subtle expression with malicious intent, which reminded him of the tragic past when Yun Su beat him up for passing by in kindergarten because he was not awake.

Whenever Yun Su showed this expression, Jing Yan knew that someone was going to be in trouble - but that person was not Yun Su.

Obviously, he was the only one who spoke.

Just as he thought, in the next second, Yun Su stood up and scolded Jing Yan in a voice that could be clearly heard throughout the office:

“Is this how you approach your job?”

Jing Yan was stunned and wondered what I had done. Weren’t you the one who just advised me to be a salary thief?

"I think there's something very wrong with your attitude!"

Yun Su said angrily: "Let me deal with this mess. Come to my office in ten minutes. I will see you finish your work with my own eyes. If you don't finish it, you won't be able to leave work today!"

The colleagues around were all shocked. Normally, Director Yunsu was always calm and relaxed, and mingled well with the grassroots. Why was he so angry today?

But when they saw that the guy she was scolding was Jing Yan, they all smiled knowingly.

In this company, Yun Su can treat everyone equally, even the company's director, Mr. Tang Jiusheng, Yun Su will not make any exceptions for him.

But Jing Yan is the one that Director Yun Su cares about the most.

She always liked to run over to Jingyan's work station and find fault with him whenever she had nothing to do, from why he drank cold water instead of hot water, to why he ordered greasy takeout at noon, to whether he forgot to water the plants. She had countless outrageous reasons and excuses.

In short, everyone knows that in Director Yunsu’s heart, Jing Yan is special.

However, this kind of specialness is not a good one. This kind of relationship between superiors and subordinates, where they are always nitpicking and dragging others to the office to reprimand them when they are not satisfied with their work, is obviously workplace bullying. They are all wondering if Jing Yan, who has a very good relationship with others, has had any special story with Director Yun Su, some kind of unrequited love, grievances between wealthy families, mistakes made in youth, or misunderstandings between the two that cannot be explained...

Anyway, in the company, Yun Su and Jing Yan have become a hot topic. What happened today is just a small episode in daily life and there is no need to care about it.

Then, the rustling sound of the keyboard that had been paused began to sound again.

Jing Yan was stunned. He lowered his voice and whispered to Yun Su: "What are you going to do?!"

A smile of success appeared on Yun Sudi's lips.

"You can get overtime pay even if you don't work overtime. Hurry up and pack your things and come to my office. I found some good movies last night... Do you have popcorn?"

"I'm here to work overtime! Can you please not drag me along next time you want to watch a movie?" Jing Yan said helplessly, and took out snacks from under his desk: "There's no popcorn left, only potato chips."

"Forget it, let's order takeout for lunch." Yun Sushen stuffed the potato chips behind himself without anyone noticing, pretended to be still angry, and walked out of the office.

She pointed at her cell phone silently and stared at Jing Yan, as if hinting at something.

Jing Yan sighed helplessly and unlocked his phone.

A message from Yunsu was clearly displayed on it.

"Let's go home together after get off work, and don't sneak away!"

if Yunsu Modern Line: Happy New Year (Part 2)

One or two crows cawed softly outside the window.

The fiery clouds in the distance burned half of the sky. It gets dark early in winter. It was only half past four, but the sky was already showing signs of getting completely dark.

Jing Yan pressed the last back key and clicked save in the upper right corner of the computer, finishing the last work of the day.

Although I was eating potato chips and watching a movie in Yunsu’s office in the morning.

In the afternoon, Yun Su bought popcorn and wanted to continue watching the movie with Jing Yan, but Jing Yan said he didn't want to watch it anymore - if others knew that his office efficiency for the day was zero, how to pack up and leave gracefully would become his main problem. Although this company called "Qiu Shui" often requires overtime, the salary and benefits are very good, and Jing Yan doesn't want to be unemployed just like that.

This guy Yun Su must be trying to blackmail him with this!

Bad woman, such a scheme must not be allowed to succeed.

After swiping his card on the time clock machine, he completely severed his identity as a salary thief. Without even a moment's pause, he pressed the elevator button at the speed of light, ready to send the stolen salary back to the arms of the unscrupulous capitalist who drew the card.

As for what Yunsu said, "We go home together after get off work, and no sneaking away is allowed."

Ah.

If you say you won't sneak out, then don't sneak out. Anyone who doesn't sneak out is an idiot. I can't tolerate socializing with my boss after get off work. Workplace harassment during working hours is already serious, and after get off work hours are also encroached upon. I can't tolerate this.

Just as Jing Yan was feeling very proud and was about to leave the company gate, he found a black Panamera blocking the entrance of the company.

Jingyan's expression changed for a moment and he wanted to turn around immediately, but he didn't expect that the window of the Panamera would slowly roll down. Yunsu was wearing sunglasses and looking at Jingyan, who was about to turn back, with a smile on his face.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was looking at the little white mice in the laboratory.

Damn it, it was predicted!

Jing Yan simply made up his mind, slowly pushed open the door of the company, turned a deaf ear to what was happening in the world, and made a straightforward opening!

However, just the next second after he moved away from Yun Su, the door of the Panamera was pushed open, and Yun Su rushed up at lightning speed and gave Jing Yan a set of women's self-defense skills, pressing Jing Yan against the wall, with their lips only a finger's distance apart.

"What are you doing!"

Jing Yan asked angrily.

"I should be asking you what you are doing. Why are you ignoring me? Can't you see I have been waiting for you here for so long?"

Yun Su puffed up his cheeks and imitated Jing Yan's manner, speaking angrily.

"It's none of my business that you waited so long. It's time to get off work now, and employees' freedom is protected by law!"

"But you are not under my protection. I have already contacted your parents. Instead of letting you spend New Year's Day alone, you should rent it to me. I have given a full set of cosmetics to your aunt and the latest fishing gear to your uncle!"

Yun Su said confidently: "In short, this New Year's Day, you belong to me."

"Your words bring me back to the human trade during the Age of Exploration—did my parents sell me out like that?"

Jing Yan asked in astonishment, "And you really dare to buy it? Do you know that this is against the law? In ancient times, if a man did something against his will, he would be thrown into a pig cage, and now he will also be sentenced to imprisonment!"

"I don't care. I sent you a message anyway!" Yun Su puffed his cheeks and said, "I sent you a message, you saw it, let's go home together and don't sneak away. You saw it, right? You must have seen it, right?"

"Sorry, you can't use your phone during work hours. Isn't this a rule issued by you leaders...even though few people follow it." Jing Yan retorted guiltily, "I don't know what you are talking about!"

"In short, no one can come to save you even if you scream your throat out!"

Yun Su gave a sinister smile, like a weird uncle who was threatening and bribing the girl.

"Elbow, get in the car and follow me home!"

......

......

Jingyan picked up a portion of baby cabbage and checked it to see if there were any stains that indicated it was stale.

He sighed lightly. He had accepted his fate now. Ever since Yun Su learned Taekwondo at primary school, all his resistance had lost its deterrent effect. All his reasons disappeared under Yun Su's sandbag-sized fist.

After accepting his fate, Jing Yan, leaning against the car window with a look of despair, asked Yun Su what she wanted to do.

Yun Su replied: "I want to eat."

Jing Yan took out his phone and replied, "What do you want to eat? I'll order takeout for you."

Yun Su shook his head and said seriously: "I don't want to eat outside. On such a special day as the New Year, I want to cook for you myself."

Jing Yan frowned, remembering the desserts that Yun Su had made that were comparable to biological weapons, and the stir-fried dishes that could be participated in Cthulhu-themed exhibitions, and shook his head in fear.

"Are you serious?"

"Ah."

So, in order to save his life, Jing Yan had to set his sights on making a simple, quick, delicious, and impossible to unpalatable hot pot.

He just didn't believe that Yun Su could transform the hot pot base into some kind of biological weapon!

At this moment, they were in the supermarket. Yun Su was pushing a small cart, following closely behind Jing Yan, leaning on the handlebars, watching Jing Yan choose dishes.

In the car frame, there were snacks, dishes, hot pot base and other foods, as well as the popcorn that Yunsu had not eaten in the morning, bought at noon but found not tasty and had been craving for.

"By the way, isn't it me who's cooking? Why are you starting to pick out the ingredients?"

Yun Su leaned forward, tugged at Jing Yan's sleeve, and asked in confusion.

"The answer to this question comes from the moment you pick up the watermelon to cook in the hot pot."