In fact, Ding Yinan hadn't used that electric massage stick for a long time. He is usually busy with work, so he doesn't have that kind of thought at all. Besides, he is not an indulgent person, he just needs to settle with his boyfriend if he has normal physical needs.
The reason why this massage stick is still at home is because the coffee table drawer is the only place in the house where useless items are stored. Just like the bamboo dragonfly, putting it in means being forgotten.
But now Ding Yinan is single again, which means that this massage vib has regained its use value. Considering that there might be occasions when he wants to use it on a whim in the future, Ding Yinan thought it over, and finally liberated this social death stick from the cold palace, and put it in the drawer of the bedside table.
The next day, Ding Yinan turned off the phone for a day.
It feels so refreshing to let go of work completely, comfortably nestle on the sofa, read a book and bask in the sun, and carefully cook complicated dishes. The time of the day belongs to me completely, as if life has slowed down.
Aside from the inconvenient fact that you can only use cash to buy groceries, being away from your phone is synonymous with a good vacation.
After just relaxing for a day, the soul of the animal still feels a little uneasy.
He took out his phone and turned it on, and the emails came pouring in. Sure enough, Huo Zhixiao called in the morning, but Ding Yinan guessed that he was fine. On the contrary, it was another missed call on the screen that made Ding Yinan's nerves tense instantly.
"Hello, Mr. Huo." Ding Yinan called back and said respectfully, "Are you looking for me?"
"Why is the mobile phone turned off?" Huo Xun's voice came from the other end of the phone, with the majesty unique to the company's top leader, "Did I emphasize during the meeting that the mobile phone cannot be turned off when you are on vacation?"
Every social animal is unwilling to receive calls from their bosses while on vacation, but in fact, unless they are people who are not important to the company, they also have to cooperate with their colleagues' work when they are on vacation.
"Yes." Ding Yinan replied without confidence.
Huo Xun didn't criticize the shutdown anymore, and asked straight to the point: "Why didn't Huo Zhixiao come to work for two consecutive days?"
"He..." Ding Yinan wanted to say that Huo Zhixiao was also on vacation, but after thinking about it, no designer would start a vacation just after starting a new project. If he said this, Huo Xun might be even more dissatisfied.
"He draws pictures at home."
After saying these words, Ding Yinan himself felt guilty. He doesn't like the feeling now, things are not done well, waiting to be criticized by the boss.
Employees are afraid of their bosses, just as students are afraid of their teachers. But if I have to say it, Ding Yinan is not afraid of Huo Zhixiao. Because even if he did not suit Huo Zhixiao's wishes, Huo Zhixiao would only vent his dissatisfaction immediately, and would not care about it.
But Huo Xun is different. His criticism has always been to the point, and the rest is for employees to experience. And he will account for the faults of the employees, and he looks peaceful on the surface, but the salary he gets tells the truth: the boss is dissatisfied with you.
Compared with the two, Ding Yinan has long realized that almost all of his work pressure comes from Huo Xun.
"Did I ask you to guarantee that he is on duty at the company?" Huo Xun asked.
"Yes." Ding Yinan said.
"I don't care if you take a vacation or not," Huo Xun said, "Let him come to work in the office tomorrow."
Sure enough, good holidays are all illusions, and social animals can't separate work and life well.
The next morning, Huo Zhixiao's house rang the Queen of the Night aria on time.
Ding Yinan came to the kitchen and opened the familiar cabinet drawer, but at this moment he found that the scene in the drawer was different from what he remembered.
The apron that I used to wear has disappeared, and it has been replaced by three brand new animal aprons. A cat, a rabbit, and a fox.
The three aprons are all in the Morandi color system, which is completely different from the plaid aprons that can be seen everywhere in the food market.
Ding Yinan didn't know where Huo Zhixiao got his leisurely mind, even the apron he didn't use had to be replaced with something that fit his aesthetics. He took out the fox apron from the drawer and put it on, then started to make breakfast.
Not long after, the sound of the record player disappeared, and the sound of footsteps pulling slippers sounded in the living room.
Huo Zhixiao didn't go to the refrigerator, but came directly behind Ding Yinan, hugged him from behind, hung on his body lazily and said, "Why are you here?"
Ding Yinan calmly turned over the fried egg in his hand, and said calmly, "Go wash up."
The prank didn't bring the expected effect, Huo Zhixiao seemed a little bored. He stepped back to one side, put one hand on the table, looked at Ding Yinan and said, "Are you angry?"
Not angry, but there must be resentment. Ding Yinan said expressionlessly, "No."
Huo Zhixiao looked at Ding Yinan for a while, then said "Fox is suitable for you", and then left to go to the bathroom.
When Huo Zhixiao came back from washing, Ding Yinan had already placed a sumptuous breakfast on the dining table.
He took off his apron and said to Huo Zhixiao, "After dinner, go to work in the office."
Huo Zhixiao opened the chair and sat down, and asked, "Aren't you on vacation?"
"I'm on vacation." Ding Yinan said, "You go to work."
"No." Huo Zhixiao said immediately.
Ding Yinan exhaled with a headache, and persuaded: "The project of Sanyang Village has just started, what's the matter with you always taking vacations?"
"I draw pictures at home." Huo Zhixiao said.
"Then why don't you go to the office?" Ding Yinan said, "The office environment is good, and the computer configuration is also high, which is more convenient than home."
"Ding Zhu," Huo Zhixiao raised his eyes and looked at Ding Yinan impatiently, "I said, don't go."
Ding Yinan vaguely sensed that Huo Zhixiao's mood was not quite right, he pursed his lips and asked, "Why?"
"I don't want to go." Huo Zhixiao lowered his eyes again and concentrated on eating breakfast.
A strange feeling flashed in Ding Yinan's heart, and the next moment, he seemed to understand Huo Zhixiao's thoughts. He no longer persuaded Huo Zhixiao to go to work, but picked up fresh kitchen waste and said, "I'll go downstairs to throw out the trash."
Throwing the trash bag into the trash can outside the waiting unit building, Ding Yinan spent a minute mentally building up, and then dialed Huo Xun's phone.
"Mr. Huo, it's me." Ding Yinan said, "Master Huo doesn't want to go to work today."
There was silence on the other end of the phone, and Ding Yinan could almost imagine Huo Xun frowning. Sure enough, Huo Xun's cold voice came: "Are you asking me for a solution now?"
"No." Ding Yinan said, "You also know about the Blue Dot Award, Master Huo must be concerned. The colleagues in the firm didn't think highly of him, so...you give him a few more days to let him relax. Take it easy."
Huo Zhixiao didn't say why he didn't want to go to work, but Ding Yinan could still guess. If he hadn't taken a vacation, at least Huo Zhixiao would have someone to accompany him, so it wouldn't be too embarrassing to go to the office.
But the problem was that Ding Yinan was still on vacation, and Huo Zhixiao was asked to go to the office alone to face those gossips. In fact, Ding Yinan was not happy that his boss suffered this kind of treatment.
Huo Xun was silent for a moment after listening to Ding Yinan's words, and finally let go: "Let him come to the office next week."
Ding Yinan went home, picked up the book he hadn't finished reading yesterday, and then returned to Huo Zhixiao's house.
At this time, Huo Zhixiao had already finished his breakfast, and the tableware had already been thrown into the dishwasher. Ding Yinan originally thought that Huo Zhixiao would not know how to use a dishwasher, but he did not expect that he still had basic common sense in life.
"I thought you wouldn't come back." Huo Zhixiao leaned out half of his body from the study, with a pair of black-rimmed glasses hanging on his face.
Huo Zhixiao has very slight myopia, and usually only wears glasses when drawing pictures. Conversely, as long as he wears glasses, it means he is working.
Seeing that he was really drawing, Ding Yinan breathed a sigh of relief.
Staying at home is fine, but that doesn't mean you don't have to work. Ding Yinan was afraid that the progress of the project would be delayed, and that Huo Xun would blame him later, so he could only come to Huo Zhixiao's house for vacation, so that at least he could watch Huo Zhixiao work by the way.
"I'll watch over you." Ding Yinan sat down on the sofa and spread out the book in his hand.
"Are you afraid that I won't work well?" Huo Zhixiao asked.
"Um."
Huo Zhixiao smiled and said, "Then let's have a cup of coffee first, Assistant Ding."