The last time we met, it was because Murong Shi had a fever, so Xu Chuanchuan went to pour water and deliver medicine for her. Due to the different levels, the latter two people had no communication. Xu Chuanchuan wondered why he had offended Murong Shi.
Could it be that Murong Shi opened his eyes and knew that she spoke ill of her on Weibo
Unless Murong Shi knows she writes novels, she has to know her pseudonym...
But these two things are completely impossible! Xu Chuanchuan would rather believe that Murong Shi came to the aunt to cause emotional instability.
Even if you are emotionally unstable, you shouldn't be looking for her, right
Looking at the situation just now, Murong Shi looked a little scary and serious.
But... I also have a lot of work waiting for her to do... Why did Murong Shi ask her to pour the water, she had to go...
Why!
Xu Chuanchuan did not stop in the center of the process of going to the tea room. Although she was very depressed, she did not dare to disobey Murong Shi's intentions.
Hey, who let the family be the boss's daughter? People are more popular than dead people.
Forget it, it's a big deal to get scolded.
Taking a cup of warm water with a sterilized mug, Xu Chuanchuan walked on thin ice to the door of the general manager's office, suddenly hesitating.
Murong Shi slammed the door just now, and the loud noise made her ears buzzing even now. What if Murong Shi's anger still hasn't subsided when she went in, and she was so embarrassed that she poured coffee on her face
Neither go, nor go in. Xu Chuanchuan stood at the door for half a minute, until a male colleague passed by and greeted her: "Xiao Xu, why are you standing here?"
In front of him was a wooden door, and no matter how thick the wood was, it was impossible to completely block the sound. Xu Chuanchuan laughed at the man and said, "Nothing..."
She raised her hand and knocked on the door.
"Boom boom boom-"
"Come in."
It's "come in", not "please come in. Chinese is really broad and profound, just one word difference, Xu Chuanchuan can clearly feel how Murong Shi is feeling today.
Xu Chuanchuan took a deep breath, turned the door handle and walked in, saying, "Miss Murong, your water."
The huge office was deserted, Murong Shi was sitting behind the computer, and the blue light hit her face, adding a bit of coldness. Her eyelashes moved slightly, but she didn't speak, her chin clicked on the table.
Xu Chuanchuan unconsciously clenched the cup in his hand, walked in step by step, and stopped in front of the desk.
She put down the glass of water, but she didn't dare to let go or push it forward, because she was afraid that the hot water would eventually splash on her face.
Her movements were a little stiff, her eyes flashed quickly, and she had nothing to say: "Isn't she here Linda?"
Murong Shi glanced around her face and said lightly, "I didn't come."
Linda was arranged by her to re-issue her ID card for Aunt Lian, otherwise she wouldn't be able to use Xu Chuanchuan.
Xu Chuanchuan blinked and bumped into Murong Shi's shaky eyes, quickly moved away, and went straight to the subject: "Is there anything you want me to do?"
Murong Shi beckoned and said, "Give me the water."
Xu Chuanchuan became nervous and thought to himself, "Is this moisturizing your throat before scolding?"
To be honest she didn't want to give it. But don't give and don't.
She pushed the cup over in slow motion, and when Murong Shi's hand touched the body of the cup, she subconsciously took a step back.
A very inconspicuous little movement, but Murong Shi saw it. She looked a little ugly again, and looked at her with a sneer: "Afraid of me throwing you?"
It's possible, after all, you have a criminal record...
I thought so in my heart, but I didn't dare to say it. Xu Chuanchuan wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, so he stopped laughing and explained dryly: "The dining table, er, no, desk etiquette, it seems impolite for me to look so close when you are drinking..."
Murong Shi's eyes were calm, he picked up the water cup and tested the temperature with the tip of his tongue, and took a sip.
Bland and tasteless, better than a cup of coffee.
Murong Shi suddenly lost interest, she put down the cup, raised her head and quietly looked at the woman standing in front of her.
The hair was a little messy, and there were a few restless strands standing up, as if I had washed my hair last night. There are no dark circles, probably because I haven't stayed up late recently. His lips were white, as if frightened.
She avoided her eyes and dared not look at her, her cheeks bulged slightly, I don't know, I thought it was wisdom teeth growing inside. This cramped look looks a little stupid, and a little... cute
This situation reminded Murong Shi of taking a selfie with someone's self-exploding profile on his Weibo.
Murong Shi started to get angry when Sun An asked her a question last night, and then Jiang Shaohua ignited the lead in her body. It was as if she had eaten gunpowder, and the moment she saw Xu Chuanchuan turn around and run, the fire became even bigger for no reason.
anger.
In order to convince herself that she could use Xu Chuanchuan like that with peace of mind, while waiting for the water, she took her mobile phone and logged on to Weibo, wanting to take another look at Xu Chuanchuan who complained about her "fierce baba" and said she was a "female devil" Weibo, but found that Weibo has been deleted.
In addition, there is a private message that Xu Chuanchuan sent her on Saturday night.
Love to eat Mala Tang: "Don't scare me, local tyrant, I'm timid [grievance]"
Are you afraid now
Murong Shi twitched the corners of his mouth sarcastically.
The person in front of him lowered his brows and pleasing his eyes, completely admitting his mistake, no matter how angry Murong Shi was, there was no place to let it go. She tapped the table with her fingers irregularly and said, "Are there many people in the company talking bad about me behind my back?"
"Uh..." Xu Chuanchuan opened and closed his mouth, his two eyebrows up and down, a little tangled.
Murong Shi arrested her early in the morning just to ask her about this? But why is it her... She doesn't want to be flattered and make small reports, she just wants to be as quiet as a chicken...
However, Murong Shi also put on a domineering attitude of "you won't want to leave if you don't say it", Xu Chuanchuan lied calmly: "I don't know."
The harsh "quack" sound finally stopped, and instead of tapping the table, Murong Shi turned the pen, circle after circle, unhurriedly, as if trying to control a certain emotion.
Xu Chuanchuan's eyes were drawn by the movements of her hands, and his expression became tense.
Fortunately, Murong Shi didn't torture her for a long time. Two slender fingers easily clamped the barrel of the pen, leaned forward, stared at her, and asked, "Have you ever said anything bad about me behind my back?"
Boom - another bomb was thrown.
Xu Chuanchuan's hair went numb for a while, and at this critical juncture, she couldn't help but think of the warning "A girl's feelings are always poems" to her.
Local tyrant, ah local tyrant, are you a prophet
If I knew that this kind of situation would happen today, Xu Chuanchuan would have to pretend to be sick and ask for leave even if the money was deducted...
But now it's too late to say anything, you can only ask for more happiness.
Xu Chuanchuan didn't dare to lift his head, gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice, "In private... I just... complained secretly..."
She was suddenly thankful that she never liked to join in the fun. When other people gathered together to gossip about this and that, she usually stayed far away, or pretended to be deaf and dumb. At most, she would complain to Anji or readers when she was unhappy. Anyway, as long as she didn't reveal the real information, it would be safe.
She didn't dare to confess to Murong Shi that she once posted such Weibo, but she had a strong hunch that as soon as she said this, she might be finished.
She is not afraid of deducting money, she is not sure if Murong Shi will fire her because of it...
In order to keep his job, Xu Chuanchuan decided to give up.
She raised her head abruptly, and before Murong Shi got angry, she said eagerly: "Actually, what I said is not entirely bad, I just think you are... um, colder..."
Murong Shi was smiling but not smiling.
This expression was even more terrifying than scolding her directly. Xu Chuanchuan was furious when she saw it, and hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Yes, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I will never dare again!"
Murong Shi started knocking on the table again, again and again, but his attention was on the face of the person in front of him.
Gao Leng and Fierce Baba and Devil Head are two completely different descriptions. The former is a neutral word, while the latter two are obviously derogatory. If it wasn't for the fear of losing her horse, Murong Shi would have pointed to her nose and questioned her.
Fortunately, she admitted her mistake quickly enough, and her Weibo was deleted. Seeing that her attitude was still sincere, Murong Shi decided to let her go.
"How is your writing?"
The topic suddenly jumped from the back of the tongue to the writing, and the anxious Xu Chuanchuan was caught off guard.
She stared at Murong Shi for a while, unable to tell whether the expressionless person in front of her was still angry. She was apprehensive, her brain twitched, and she forgot even basic modesty, nodded and said, "The writing is okay."
"Ah-"
If it hadn't been too close, Xu Chuanchuan would have wondered if the mockery just now was her hallucinations...
Murong Shi accurately put the pen into the pen holder, clasped his fingers comfortably, and said, "If your writing is good, then your essay must be good too."
Xu Chuanchuan couldn't figure out what Murong Shi wanted for a while.
In any case, listening to this should not fire her.
Xu Chuanchuan was relieved, but she was afraid that she would cause trouble if she spoke too much. She wanted to add: "I actually..."
Murong Shi didn't give her a chance: "Since you are so confident, write something for me."
"what?"
Murong Shi raised his eyebrows and said, "When you go back, you can write an article. If you need more than a thousand words, give it to me before Friday."
"What, what article?"
"Praise my article."
Xu Chuanchuan: "..."
Is this punishing her for speaking ill of her behind her back
But isn't this punishment a bit too... perverted