How Could He Possibly Like Me?

Chapter 54

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Meng Shuyu didn't know what he looked like, but he felt that his face must be red as blood.

When Zhou Jun raised his head, she immediately avoided him and leaned down to bury her head in his shoulders: "Don't look at me..."

Zhou Jun patted her back twice like he was coaxing a child, but said rudely: "How dare you ask about your boyfriend's size behind his back, but you don't even dare to look him in the eye in front of him?"

"… "

Meng Shuyu froze, and his limbs, which had been limp a moment ago, instantly became stiff.

She knew that Zhou Junquan had heard it.

We lived in peace for a long time, just to wait until there was no one around and catch her properly.

"Can't you just pretend you didn't hear it...!" Meng Shuyu said in a low voice with a pursed mouth.

"You're curious, I shouldn't tell you?"

"I didn't, I was just talking nonsense, that's all..."

"How much will make you high?"

"… "

Meng Shuyu was so angry that he stood up and blurted out: "Fifty! Can you make me high with fifty centimeters?"

"."

Their eyes met, and the still person became Zhou Jun.

Look, as long as she is not embarrassed, then Zhou Jun will be the one who is embarrassed, right

Zhou Jun stared at her for a while, then patted her on the back and said, "Come down."

"… "

Meng Shuyu coughed lightly and climbed down: "I, I quoted a little too high, don't be too sad without you."

Sitting down next to Zhou Jun, Meng Shuyu glanced at his expression, thought for a moment and said, "It doesn't matter. I can give you a discount..."

"Thank you." Zhou Jun nodded.

"… You're welcome."

"You can actually say fifty centimeters! Do you know that the rolling pin at home is only thirty centimeters! Meng Shuyu, you really are a king of laughter, hahahaha!" After half past ten, Chen Xing burst into thunderous laughter in the room.

"Of course I know! I just said it as if it were impossible!" Meng Shuyu lay on the bed and kicked his legs.

"No wonder they sent you back right after you finished your hot spring bath. I understand Zhou Jun so well..."

"Don't mention it anymore, I regret it so much!" Meng Shuyu took the pillow and covered his head with it.

"It doesn't matter. He'll get over it in a couple of days."

Meng Shuyu poked his head out: "Do you think he might be upset tonight?"

"Not really. If you say 20 centimeters, they'll be upset that it's not enough. But if you say 50 centimeters, there's no need to be serious about it."

Meng Shuyu pouted and sat up from the bed. She lowered her head and pulled the collar of her nightgown, touching the mark on her chest: "Ah, the atmosphere was pretty good..."

Chen Xing passed by her bed and glanced down: "Oh, there is such a thing? Then I think she might not be high because of you, but she was high on herself."

"?"

Chen Xing twitched her eyebrows: "Don't you understand how men can be happy?"

Meng Shuyu understood...

but…

No way

Does Zhou Jun also do this kind of thing

She really couldn't imagine that the face that looked so imposing in front of others had such a side behind others...

Meng Shuyu grabbed the pillow and kneaded it in his arms: "Really?"

"How would I know? I'm just guessing. Why don't you ask him?"

Meng Shuyu took out his cell phone and tentatively sent a message to Zhou Jun: I'm so bored, what is my boyfriend doing

Five minutes passed and there was no response from the other end.

Ten minutes passed and the other side was still quiet.

Chen Xing sent a message to Tan Qin: What is Boss Zhou doing? Why isn’t he replying to his girlfriend’s message

Tan Qin:? If I didn't lose my memory, they had just been separated for half an hour, right

Tan Qin: He was taking a shower. Did I ask him to hurry up

Chen Xing: Oh, that’s okay, don’t worry, just let him wash slowly.

Chen Xing turned the phone screen to Meng Shuyu and said, "You've already finished washing for ten minutes, why is he still dawdling?"

"Oh..." Meng Shuyu touched his hot face, "Why didn't he let me help him get high!"

"Tsk, you dare to give him a high?"

"That was a bit fast," Meng Shuyu laughed to himself, turning over and over in bed, "I just want to talk nonsense to satisfy my craving."

"It's okay. I see that with your energy, you will have a night out in less than a month. Then you can have as much fun as you want."

"That's hard to say. Living so close, there's no reason to stay overnight."

"Seeing how you dote on your boyfriend by always agreeing to his requests, I bet that if he asks, you will stay overnight," Chen Xing pointed a finger, "Let's bet for a month, and the loser will treat us on New Year's Day."

When Chen Xing proposed this bet, Meng Shuyu was actually unsure.

Although she rationally believed that spending the night meant living together, and living together meant an increased risk of the office romance being exposed, she actually didn't think that what Chen Xing said was wrong.

But after this weekend, Meng Shuyu soon no longer had the leisure to think about these things.

December is the end of the Gregorian calendar year, the busiest time of the year, and also the most critical period for Sendai to turn losses into profits this year. The company is on high alert, and the business departments are all worried about the four big words "performance" and "collection of payments".

Meng Shuyu no longer has much time to fall in love. Not only does he have to work overtime on weekdays, but he can't even leave on weekends. He has endless strategic seminars, action plan meetings, and budget meetings every day, and he has to prepare endless reports.

Gradually, the time spent in meetings with Zhou Jun exceeded the time spent on dates, and the time spent on reporting exceeded the time spent on hugs.

The weather in Hangzhou was getting colder day by day. By mid-to-late December, the suburbs were either freezing hands and feet with rainy days or freezing windy days.

A cold wave hits on Christmas Eve. The weather forecast says there will be rain and snow at night, and it is likely to be the first snow of the year in the urban area of Hangzhou.

Meng Shuyu had originally planned to catch up on the work during the day and have a hot pot with Zhou Jun in the evening, but in the end he failed to get off work on time.

At around eight o'clock, the entire general manager's office was still brightly lit and all staff were on duty.

Meng Shuyu and three secretaries ate box lunches in the tea room. The only consolation was that the box lunches were ordered by Zhou Jun as a reward for everyone's Christmas Eve dinner.

Back at his workstation, Meng Shuyu continued to review the report on his computer when he suddenly received a message from Chen Xing: Hey, there's no news so late at night, where have you been

Meng Shuyu took a picture of the workstation with his mobile phone and sent it over.

Chen Xing: … I finally understand why I lost the bet. I think you two are not incompetent, you two are really great. You worked overtime together on Christmas Eve. Your relationship is really unique.

Meng Shuyu also didn't want to work overtime to celebrate the holiday, but this report card at the end of the year was the result that she and Zhou Jun submitted to President Cai together. Only by winning this battle could Zhou Jun truly gain a foothold in Sendai, and she could successfully complete the transformation and transition and get the opportunity for promotion. Only then could she be free from the concerns of her direct superiors and be together with Zhou Jun openly.

Today Zhou Jun saw that she was busy, and she saw that Zhou Jun was also busy, and neither of them mentioned the holiday.

Meng Shuyu casually replied to Chen Xing and continued to be busy.

It was almost ten o'clock when she finished reviewing the report. She rubbed her eyes, printed out the report, and sent it to Zhou Jun's office.

Zhou Jun looked up and saw her sleepy eyes. After the door behind her closed, he waved at her: "Are you sleepy?"

"Not bad." She suppressed a yawn and handed him the report.

Zhou Jun picked up his coat and stood up: "Let's see tomorrow, let's go home first."

Meng Shuyu shook his head, propped up his eyelids and said, "I can only sleep well after you finish reading this, otherwise I will have to draw charts in my dreams at night."

This week she slept as if she hadn't slept at all every night, and she was writing reports in her dreams.

At this point, this little bit of time doesn't matter. It's more important to have peace of mind so that if there are any problems, they can be corrected in time.

Zhou Jun pulled her aside to sit down, returned to his office chair, and started flipping through the report.

Half an hour passed, and the thirty pages of the report were flipped through one by one. Zhou Jun nodded and looked at her: "No problem."

Meng Shuyu breathed a sigh of relief: "Then let's discuss this report internally tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. There is only one week left, and we will update the performance data by then. If everything goes well, we should be able to hand it over to President Cai."

Zhou Jun smiled and stood up, opening his arms: "Hug me?"

Meng Shuyu dodged and glanced outside the glass wall: "They haven't left yet."

“That’s not visible either.”

Meng Shuyu hadn't broken his rules in the office for a while. Tonight, he finally felt relieved. He couldn't help but reward himself and hugged him: "Okay, hug him for a while..."

It was already eleven o'clock when I got back to the apartment.

After being sent upstairs by Zhou Jun, Meng Shuyu was so sleepy that she couldn't even press the fingerprint lock, and she didn't have the energy to be intimate with him. She just gave him a quick goodnight kiss and walked in.

After taking a quick hot shower, Meng Shuyu and Zhou Jun said good night on WeChat and fell asleep.

My eyelids drooped shut and I fell into a doze when a vibration suddenly sounded from the bedside table.

Meng Shuyu opened his eyes suddenly, and for a moment he was in a daze and couldn't remember whether he had said good night to Zhou Jun just now, so he took the cell phone from the bedside table.

But it wasn't news from Zhou Jun.

Tang Xuanxuan: qaq Sister Shuyu, are you asleep

Meng Shuyu squinted his eyes and typed: No, what's wrong

Tang Xuanxuan: Have you read the report, Mr. Zhou? If not, wait a minute. I found a bug in that part [picture]…

Meng Shuyu sat up from the bed, stared at Tang Xuanxuan's screenshot carefully for a while, and slapped his forehead.

Tang Xuanxuan sent another message: It's over. I've sorted it out. 2.1.1 to 2.5.4 all need to be redone. I'm sorry, Sister Shuyu. It's my negligence. I'll go and explain to Mr. Zhou...

Meng Shuyu pulled his hair.

Zhou Jun probably doesn't need to explain.

She didn't notice the problem because she had read the report too many times and had developed a fixed mindset.

But there was no way Zhou Jun hadn’t noticed.

He just said "no problem" so that she could have a good sleep.

Meng Shuyu sat on the bed in a daze for a while, rubbed his face, and all the sleepiness went away. He turned on the ceiling light, lifted the quilt, got out of bed, put on a coat, sat down at the desk and took out his laptop.

It was hard to say whether she felt more annoyed or had more complicated emotions about the fact that her boyfriend and boss were the same person. Meng Shuyu could only be sure that she would not be able to sleep well tonight if she didn't finish this report.

After telling Tang Xuanxuan that she was back to work, Meng Shuyu opened the file on the computer again.

It was late at night and there was a constant smacking sound outside the window, like raindrops mixed with snow hitting the glass.

The sleet predicted by the weather forecast has arrived.

But Meng Shuyu has no time to care about the first snow in Hangzhou this year. He is just concentrating on staring at the computer screen.

After a while, the doorbell of the apartment suddenly rang.

At the same time, the phone vibrated -

Zhou Jun: It’s me, open the door.

Meng Shuyu was stunned and hurried out of the bedroom, opened the apartment door, and saw Zhou Jun standing outside the door with a cold look on his face.

"I wanted to finish the revision for you tonight." Zhou Jun raised the laptop in his hand, "but Secretary Tang said you were already reworking it. I just finished the data part, you can just import it directly, and for the rest of the division of labor, try to finish it before two o'clock, is that okay?"

Meng Shuyu's nose was sore: "How can there be a general manager like this..."

Zhou Jun shook his head: "This has nothing to do with my position. The same job takes five hours for one person to do, but only two hours for two people to do it. Because one plus one is greater than two, I choose one plus one."

Meng Shuyu didn't know how to describe the feeling of welcoming Zhou Jun into the home.

The moment Zhou Jun asked her to open the door, she had already thought it through. He would definitely ask her to put down her work and go to sleep immediately.

But when she opened the door, he didn't ask anything, didn't persuade her, just said he would accompany her.

If she rejected him at this time, she would be acting like a child.

Meng Shuyu made two cups of coffee, and he and Zhou Jun squeezed together around the desk in the bedroom, each with a laptop, and started working.

It was raining and snowing outside the window, the quiet room was filled with warmth, and the sound of keyboard tapping gradually covered the noise of falling snow.

The hour hand on the wall moved from "12" to "1", and then slowly towards "2".

After pressing the Enter key for the last time, Meng Shuyu let out a long sigh, blinked his sore eyes, and looked up at the clock.

Exactly two o'clock.

When I turned around, Zhou Jun had finished his part and closed his laptop.

Pulling himself out of two hours of complete concentration, Meng Shuyu pursed his lips at Zhou Jun.

I feel like saying thank you isn’t right, it’s too polite, but if I don’t say thank you I don’t know how to express the mixed emotions in my heart.

It was just a small thing, but it made her feel extremely at ease.

It comes from understanding and tolerance that does not require any explanation.

Meng Shuyu looked at Zhou Jun for a while, then stood up and opened his arms: "Hug..."

Zhou Jun raised his hand to hug her: "How did I find such a dedicated girlfriend?"

"I didn't expect..."

"Um?"

"… The first time my boyfriend and I worked together until 2 a.m. was when we were writing a report." Meng Shuyu sniffed.

Zhou Jun let go of her a little and looked down at her: "Then what was originally supposed to be in your plan?"

Meng Shuyu was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes and said, "Zhou Jun, don't leave. Stay here with me for the night."

The author has something to say: The first time you and your boyfriend worked together until 2 a.m., you were writing a report - did you think we thought of it