Feng Jun frowned as soon as he entered the office, "Why do I smell the toon smell in your room?"
Wang Zhongding said calmly, "The nose is quite good."
"You didn't smell such a strong smell?" Feng Jun was surprised, "I remember you were very sensitive to the smell of toon, and a toon bud flying into the bowl would pour the rice down."
As a result, Wang Zhongding not only didn't pour it, but also ate all the toon-flavored food.
Is there something wrong with my nose? Feng Jun didn't continue to entangle, and went straight to business.
"Han Dong's manager problem, how do you plan to deal with it?"
Wang Zhongding thought for a while, "Let's replace it with Ji Tao."
"I think so too. Ji Tao has the same temper as you, and he can't rub the sand in his eyes. If he takes care of him, he should be able to get rid of Han Dong's stink."
Just as Feng Jun finished speaking, someone knocked on the door.
"Mr. Wang, Ms. Wan heard that you are going on a business trip in the afternoon, so she asked us to send some pastries for you to eat on the way."
Wang Zhongding nodded, "Thank you, let it go."
Feng Jun joked: "It's really considerate."
In the afternoon, as soon as Wang Zhongding got into the car, he asked Feng Jun, "Have you brought any pastries?"
"I brought it here, do you want to eat now?"
In fact, Wang Zhongding has no appetite, but in his philosophy of life, desserts cannot be eaten every other day and can only be served as afternoon tea, and afternoon tea must end before four o'clock.
It was already 3:55, and for Wang Zhongding, whose biological clock was extremely strict, he only had 5 minutes. Beyond these 5 minutes, no matter how precious your heart is, it becomes garbage.
No way, digital obsessive-compulsive disorder is so terrible.
"Tsk tsk... I can't eat at noon, so I can only fill my hunger with snacks!" Han Dong stood in a hidden corner under the strong wind of force five or six, talking sarcasticly, "Look, I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry, I'm so eager to eat Don’t be afraid of choking! This is going to be on a business trip again? Running outside all day long, I can’t even get a full meal, it’s really sad... "
While talking, Han Dong suddenly felt: Why am I so wicked
Realizing this dangerous thought, Han Dong hurriedly brainwashed himself.
Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself. Happiness does not come from compromise but from ruthlessness!
So, Han Dong turned up his collar and walked back to the apartment with cold steps.
Wang Zhongding didn't come back until the next night, and there was an unexpected surprise during this business trip - he won an auction for a super-large single-button chronograph watch that is unique in the world. Before even taking off his clothes, he couldn't wait to take out the baby, carefully scrutinized each detail, and admired it like a magic spell until midnight.
Han Dong also suffered from insomnia. He didn't know what kind of crazy he was, and went out for a walk in the middle of the night against the strong wind. Walking to the bottom of the office building and looking up, the lights in Wang Zhongding's office were indeed on.
I'll go, why don't you stay up late when you're full
After a while, Han Dong woke up again. It's none of your business whether people stay up late or not? Can you please stop being such a man? Seeing everyone is overprotective! There is no use for good intentions, right
Hold! Go back to sleep and continue smoking tomorrow!
As a result, at noon the next day, when Han Dong walked into the office building with a lunch box, he suddenly thought of Wang Zhongding's snacks to "satisfy his hunger" and the lamp that was on all night, and he couldn't move his legs no matter what.
Forget it, if I spare him once today, I will change my diet for myself!
Just as Han Dong was about to throw away the lunch box, he found a stern figure standing at the elevator entrance not far away. Huh? Isn't that Wang Zhongding? How did he run here and wait for the elevator to come
Alas... I must be scared by my toon smell! Thinking of a dignified president who was forced by Xiang Toon to squeeze the elevator with his employees, Han Dong felt achingly sad.
But there was no way, Wang Zhongding had already seen him.
Now that he saw it, it meant that the lunch box in Han Dong's hand could not be thrown away. Not only can't he still, but he has to pretend to be a big gray wolf looking at the beautiful sheep and rush over, and continue to complete the task of harming others and not benefiting himself. There's no way, Han Dong can't let Wang Zhongding see the wavering in his heart, not even a little bit.