Lin Zhipan has been with this company for almost a year.
On the first day he came to this company, he met He Yan.
The supervisor who recruited him at that time had just finished talking with him about his post, and was about to send him away, but as soon as he opened the elevator, he saw a tall man in a suit standing inside. When the supervisor saw this person with a smile on his face, he called Mr. He, and Lin Zhipan was not stupid, so he also called.
The man, who was about 1.87 meters tall, was almost a head higher than Lin Zhi's. He looked down at the two of them and nodded coldly.
If the attitude of ordinary people, it may make people feel arrogant, but it is very suitable for this person.
Lin Zhipan had just arrived, so he wasn't sure about his boss's preferences, so he watched his nose and mouth care, and stood obediently and silently throughout the whole process.
On the third floor, He Yan got off the elevator first. Lin Zhipan originally lowered his head slightly, but when He Yan was about to get out of the elevator, he raised his head and glanced at the back, but it was this look that made him laugh directly.
He Yan's footsteps stopped for a moment, and he turned to stare at him expressionlessly: "What?"
Lin Zhipan was anxious and wise: "Sorry, I can't help but feel happy when I think of working in your company..."
He Yan gave Lin Zhipan a thoughtful look, but fortunately he didn't say anything else, turned and left.
The supervisor was also taken aback by Lin Zhi'an and said, "Why are you laughing all of a sudden?"
Lin Zhipan sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm really too happy..."
Fortunately, the supervisor was very satisfied with Lin Zhipan's resume and interview, and this matter did not prevent Lin Zhipan from successfully joining the job, otherwise Lin Zhipan would not be able to cry.
As for the reason Lin Zhipan really laughed, he saw a small, cute flower on the back of He Yan's head.
Yes, it's flowers.
The flower suddenly appeared on He Yan's head, which was completely incompatible with his cold and serious temperament. It looks petite and cute, and the breeze blows, and it will shiver slightly.
Lin Zhipan thought it was just an accident at the time, maybe it was just a falling flower that happened to land on top of his head. But later he found out that this was not an accident. This flower has always existed, only he can see it, and it has the most important feature - this flower will bloom and wither according to He Yan's mood.
When you are in a good mood, the little flowers look like they are blooming. When unhappy, the flower will shrink into a stamen, tightly wrapped, like He Yan's frown.
This morning, the little flowers on He Yan's head had been shrunk into a ball, and she felt a very bad mood. It was not until the afternoon that she slowly stretched out the petals.
It's almost time to get off work. When Lin Zhipan and He Yan got off work together, the little flower appeared in full bloom.
It seemed that the boss was in a good mood. After Lin Zhiban got into He Yan's car, he quietly glanced at the cute little flower.
He Yan sat in the driver's seat and started the car skillfully. His expression was indifferent, but what he said made Lin Zhipan tremble. He Yan said, "You like staring at the back of my head very much."
Lin Zhipan laughed dryly, and quickly adjusted his expression, pretending to be innocent, "No."
He Yan said, "Yes."
Lin Zhi's bank had nothing to say, he didn't expect He Yan to be so keen.
Fortunately, He Yan did not dwell on this topic. After the car started, he said, "What do you want to eat?"
Lin Zhipan has never been picky about food, so he said obediently, "It's fine."
He Yan's fingers tapped on the steering wheel: "Let's eat Chinese food."
So dinner was settled like this, He Yan drove, Lin Zhiban leaned against the seat and closed his eyes, the atmosphere in the car was not awkward.
But today is Friday, and the road to travel is slightly congested.
Lin Zhipan originally wanted to close his eyes and rest, but he fell asleep after closing his eyes for a while. It wasn't until he reached his destination that Lin Zhipan felt that someone was calling his name softly.
Lin Zhi'an was shocked. After opening his eyes, he reflexively supported the seat with his hands, and his body fell towards the front. Immediately, his lips felt some kind of soft touch... Lin Zhi's drowsiness disappeared instantly, and his eyes stared. Gotta be round.
"Mr. He! Sorry!" Lin Zhipan quickly shrank back.
"It's okay." He Yan's expression did not change, "Let's go."
Lin Zhi'an nodded, watching He Yan get out of the car first, He Yan seemed to be really not angry, the cute little flower on the back of his head still maintained a blooming posture, and even seemed to be blooming more brilliantly? Lin Zhipan was a little uncertain for a while, but he didn't dare to study it carefully, so he quickly unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car first.
The location of the dinner is a private chef that is said to need to be reserved a month in advance. Lin Zhipan had heard of it before, but this was the first time.
"Do you have anything to say today?" Lin Zhipan asked while looking at the menu.
"I can't find you for dinner if I have nothing to do?" He Yan asked back.
Lin Zhi'an was speechless.
"Just kidding." He Yan said this, but there was no smile on his face, "I have something to talk to you about."
Lin Zhipan snorted.
He Yan said: "Let's order first."
After the dishes were ordered, He Yan began to discuss business affairs with Lin Zhipan.
Similar to what Lin Zhipan thought, what He Yan wanted to talk about was about the project leaking. According to He Yan's attitude, Lin Zhipan guessed that some of the main persons in charge of this project might have some problems. , and his suspicions were basically confirmed.
Satisfied with food and drink, things were almost communicated. Seeing that it was getting dark, He Yan got up and wanted to send Lin Zhipan home.
Lin Zhipan wanted to decline, but seeing He Yan's firm attitude, he had to answer.
Half an hour later, He Yan's car stopped downstairs in Lin Zhipan's house, Lin Zhipan got out of the car, turned around and said good night to He Yan with a smile, but saw He Yan looking at him thoughtfully.
"Mr. He." Lin Zhipan didn't understand what He Yan meant.
"Do you like men?" He Yan's expression was light, but his words were astonishing, and in one sentence, Lin Zhi's body broke out in cold sweat.
Lin Zhipan laughed dryly: "Mr. He... what do you mean by that... "
"Literally." He Yan said.
Lin Zhipan took a breath and wanted to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't say it. He wanted to figure out the meaning of He Yan's words, but he couldn't grasp the main point in a short time.
He Yan seemed to know that he was going to prevaricate and said bluntly, "Yes or no?"
Lin Zhipan was helpless: "Yes."
"Well." He Yan nodded, "Good night."
So Lin Zhipan looked at He Yan driving away in confusion. He didn't know what He Yan was thinking, but only knew that when He Yan left, the cute little flower behind his head was blooming brilliantly.
The next day, Lin Zhipan took over the leaked project.
There was a lot of discussion about this in the company. Of course, most of the people were discussing the fate of the leaking directors. Naturally, there were some gossips about Lin Zhipan.
"Lin Zhi'an, it looks like you and Mr. He have a very good relationship," Sister Yu asked curiously.
Lin Zhipan typed on the keyboard with a wry smile: "Sister Yu, you think too much."
Sister Yu said, "It's not that I think too much. Everyone in the company thinks this way. Be careful. The water is deep here."
Lin Zhipan received Sister Yu's kindness, but he didn't take it too seriously. As the saying goes, if there is no desire, then he is rigid. He has not done anything wrong, and his posture is not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.
But what troubled Lin Zhipan was that He Yan began to invite him frequently after a while.
Sometimes it's eating, sometimes drinking, and occasionally fishing. He Yan takes up almost all the time after get off work.
Lin Zhipan really couldn't understand what He Yan meant. Although he liked men, he was not so narcissistic that he thought He Yan could like him. But fortunately, every time he accompanied He Yan, Lin Zhipan could take comfort from Xiao Hua'er.
The little flowers are still open... We, Mr. He, are happy. When Lin Zhipan was drinking high, he stared at the back of He Yan's head silly.
He Yan sat beside Lin Zhi and turned his head to ask him what he was laughing at.
Lin Zhipan said, "I think you are... very happy."
He Yan: "… "
Lin Zhipan said, "I'm very happy!"
He's actually quite good at drinking, but he had a troublesome project today, so it was inevitable that he drank a few more glasses. During this time, He Yan often asked him out for a drink, and Lin Zhipan was no longer as nervous as before.
He Yan took a sip of wine and said, "You seem to be able to see my mood?"
"Of course." Lin Zhipan was dizzy, and his mouth was slurred, "I-I can see the little flowers..."
He Yan raised his eyebrows: "Hua'er?"
Lin Zhi'an was already drunk on the sofa and couldn't say anything.
He Yan looked at his drunk face, but fell into contemplation.