When Jiang also returned to the office, the boss was still working.
The young man looked resentful, and the deer's eyes shrugged. He sat on the chair opposite Xie Chen and scribbled his fingers on the desk.
"Brother, it's so frustrating."
"I saw my little assistant today and was bullied to death by an old lady."
"Don't say that a man can't even settle for a woman. Some women are really not women, but real tigresses."
"I was very happy when I came back. It was all stolen time, but today I followed the car to the set, and I was so angry that I couldn't do anything. This feeling of powerlessness is really depressing."
Jiang was also lying on the table, a beautiful little face squeezed into a Donald Duck by his arms.
That woman is really hateful.
If he died a little later, they would meet each other. No matter what happened, Xiaoou couldn't be bullied.
Jiang also felt guilt and incapable of doing anything, so he came back frustrated and saw that the boss was a little calmer, but he was still extremely depressed.
The hand unconsciously grabbed the hand of the man who was working.
Xie Chen's hands are beautiful, white and slender, with distinct veins, and they are beautiful like works of art.
Jiang Ye turned his head around and played with the big guy's fingers.
Xie Chen's hands on the keyboard stopped.
After an afternoon of anxiety, it suddenly became quiet.
There seemed to be his voice in my ear again. I don't know why, but the back of my hand was a little cold and itchy, as if there was something, and it seemed like it was just an illusion.
"Brother, your hand is really amazing!"
Jiang also played with it for a while, then raised his head, his eyes were bright and bright: "I heard that to see if the two have fate, put the two palms together and see if the line in the middle can be aligned, let's try what."
Jiang Ye, who discovered the new game, swept away the haze before and jumped on the table.
He stretched out his slender hand, met the big man's hand, and slid down from the middle fingertip to the fingertip. The last two tigers folded and slowly spread out.
Jiang was still a little nervous when he opened his palms, leaning forward slightly so that he was very close to his palms.
The process of opening the palm of the hand was extremely slow, squinting and slowly opening the eyes, and finally a howl:
"Hahaha-"
"Brother, we are really destined, in a straight line! It's not bad at all. If I knew you before I died, I would definitely be your best brother!"
Xie Chen's ears were interrupted.
Align... do with you...
I don't know what to think, the man's indifferent face was suddenly dyed with a layer of crimson, and he felt that he was not a nervous problem.
is crazy.
How could I have such a dirty idea.
How could there be such a bad hallucination.
How could his little boy say such a thing.
It must be the hallucination last night that made my nerves remember things that I shouldn't remember.
Xie Chen's whole body is a little messy.
When the executive came over, he was a little hesitant, and the other party insisted on the company's new project.
If it is shot directly, "Supreme" will seize the market as a dark horse and come out on top.
But after all, the foundation is still shallow, and the other party has been occupying the market for a long time. If it is really a match, I am afraid it is a big gamble, and the boss will think twice.
Thinking of the negotiating person on the other side, you can't make me feel bad, and the executives came over with the plan that the negotiation failed.
Things are probably reported.
Xie Chen didn't lift his head: "Go."
Executive: !
Is this the end? !
The executive walked away in a haughty manner!
Jiang also raised his head exaggeratedly and stared at the opposite Xie Chen: "Lying back! When the boss originally made a decision, was it so simple and rude?!"
He also thought that all the bigwigs in the business world held a meeting, and a large room of high-level executives in suits and ties sat together with serious faces.
Open a battlefield meeting of you and me, and finally a few days to fight for your life-and-death decision to make a final decision.
Isn't that what TV does
It's just a simple word, and it's over
What's the matter with the sudden admiration? !
Xie Chen sighed completely silently.
He wanted to cover his ears, but was reluctant to miss a word of hallucinations.
God knows, he actually heard two words just now: rough.
There must be something wrong with him.
Xie Chen was a little irritable for no reason, he pulled off the tie around his neck, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and poured a cup of herbal tea with his neck up.
The bitterness of the entrance stimulated the brain to wake up a little.
The result is more irritability.
Jiang also saw this, it was incredible, the boss has something to worry about!
Immediately forgetting that he is also a troubled person, Dian Dian Dian followed behind the boss and stood aside.
"Brother, what's on your mind, no one here, tell me, don't worry, no one can keep a secret better than me." He just wanted to say, but no one could hear him.
The tie was casually pulled on his hand, and he threw it to the sofa. Two buttons were ripped off at the neckline of the shirt due to the strong pull.
The man's sexy collarbone was exposed on Jiang Ye's horizontal line.
He looked at it curiously, and then touched his collarbone, is the man's collarbone so attractive
It's not all a bunch of boring girls who like to play the game of putting steel shovels, a man's collarbone...
Jiang Ye's words got stuck.
The man turned around suddenly and looked at him.
Xie Chen really felt that he was not hallucinating, the little guy's voice was intermittent but clear, and the direction seemed to be right beside him.
Jiang also looked directly into the eyes of the boss for the first time, and even though they looked at each other for a short time, it was shocking.
He usually sees him almost always indifferent and expressionless.
At that moment, the man's slender eyes were dark and deep, and the dark waves were turbulent, as if there was suction, which could instantly suck people in.
Just when Jiang also thought he was seen, the boss turned his eyes blankly.
Xie Chen looked around and found nothing.
Looking at the glass again, he was still his own shadow.
*
Sitting in the co-pilot, Jiang was happy not to wear his seat belt.
The two long legs are bent slightly in front of them, and they are comfortable and comfortable.
He tried hard to think of a lot of ways, trying to find some way to leave some traces.
I even thought about it in my dreams, but there is no instruction for use. There are ghosts, but dreams do not.
He really wanted to help Xiao Ou out of his misery.
The first thing that comes to my mind is to ask the boss.
Unfortunately, there is no way.
Returning to the community, Jiang is also like returning to his own home.
The security guard was a middle-aged man. When the car entered, the security guard let it go with a smile. Because of the inconvenience of his identity, Xie Chen thanked him through the window as always. >
> I know I can't be heard saying thank you through the window, but I'm used to it.
Jiang also stretched his neck and stuck his head out, smiling until his peach blossom eyes flew up: "Thank you uncle! Goodbye uncle!"
He shouted loudly and sweetly, this was for the boss.
The uncle of the security was registering, and suddenly looked up in the direction where the car was heading, tilted his head as if thinking about something, and then began to organize today's visitors.
Jiang Ye chatted all the way, got out of the garage, and took the elevator as usual.
Casually standing next to the boss at the end, looking at the closed elevator door, he suddenly exclaimed:
"Isn't it? Is this the elevator door? Are you sure it's not a mirror?!"
"It wasn't like this yesterday, was it? Is the community of rich people so extravagant?!"
Xie Chen looked at the mirror-like elevator door.
There is no one else in it except the one-to-one self.
The image of the boy reaching out to his lips yesterday was still clearly imprinted in his mind.
Silently withdrew his gaze, his eyes darkened.