Things scattered all over the ground include kudzu roots with mud and yams with mucus.
Just like what Xiong Yuanfei said, if you pack these things by yourself, you will inevitably get your hands dirty.
But Yu Fengxing didn't care. In fact, when he looked down and saw these things, what came to his mind instantly was the person he was angry with, Su Xiaochen.
Just the day before yesterday, Su Xiaochen braved the scorching July sun to go up the mountain to dig these things and come back to cook soup for him.
Yu Fengxing kept all these things in his heart, so he thought, as a social person who is about to run to three, why not be more tolerant when facing a child like Su Xiaochen who is ignorant of worldly affairs
Yu Fengxing found a way for himself to step down, and immediately decided to call Su Xiaochen after finishing talking about the technical department.
"thank you boss!"
The two quickly packed up the kudzu root and yam, Xiong Yuanfei said to the boss gratefully, his admiration was beyond words.
After all, he still remembered that the last time the boss caught him watching the live broadcast at work, he didn't say anything about him in a daze.
"I bought this online?" Yu Fengxing clapped his hands and asked curiously.
"Yes!" Xiong Yuanfei said all at once: "This is a wild mountain product that the anchor dug in the mountains, not artificially planted. Boss, do you want it? How about I give you some and take it back to make soup!"
As the boss, Yu Fengxing has the nerve to take things belonging to employees. Besides, he is not without: "No need, I also have them at home."
Xiong Yuanfei enthusiastically said: "This is dug in the mountains!"
Yu Fengxing thought silently, my house was also dug in the mountains: "Go in, I'll wash my hands first." Then he went directly to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and washed the dirt and mucus off his hands with hand sanitizer.
While washing and washing, Yu Fengxing discovered something strange.
He felt his hands itching.
How is this going
Yu Fengxing couldn't help but scratched, but found that the more he scratched, the more itchy he scratched, and a bunch of red marks soon appeared on the back of his hand.
"..." Mr. Yu's face was dark, and he was not feeling well.
Suddenly he remembered that Su Xiaochen should know what was going on.
So without hesitation, he took out his mobile phone and called Su Xingchen.
This sudden phone call startled Su Xingchen, but he still happily answered it: "Mr. Yu? Are you looking for me?"
Is not this nonsensical
Yu Fengxing hesitated for a moment, looked down at his red-stained and itchy back of his hand, and said, "Yes, I want to ask you something."
Su Xingchen immediately went to Alexander, thinking that Mr. Yu was going to ask about studying again.
"Well, you say."
"I touched kudzu root and yam just now, and now my hands are itchy, what's the matter?" Yu Fengxing said concisely, his tone was too blunt and indifferent.
"Ah, that's right." Su Xingchen didn't pay attention to Mr. Yu's tone at all. His attention was on, how could Mr. Yu touch the yam? Then Cope said: "It's normal, because you're touching the mucus from the yam, that's why it's itchy."
The solution is also very simple.
Su Xingchen said, "Is there gas around you?"
"No." Yu Fengxing looked around: "I'm in the company."
"Hmm..." That would be a bit difficult, Su Xingchen thought for a while: "Then you can use waste paper to make a small fire and roast the itchy areas, which can have an immediate effect. But be careful."
It's not difficult.
Yu Fengxing nodded and said, "I see, thank you."
"You're welcome." Su Xingchen smiled and was stunned: "Um, Mr. Yu, are you still angry?"
Su Xingchen finally found out that Mr. Yu's tone today was weird.
The boss who was directly questioned felt that getting angry with a dull person like Su Xiaochen was really exhausting and unnecessary, so he sighed and said, "No, I'll go to the fire first."
When Su Xingchen got the answer, he believed it, and seriously warned: "Be careful and bake it carefully, don't overcook it."
Yu Fengxing raised the corner of his mouth, and it took a lot of effort to suppress it: "Well, it's dead."
The bathroom is undoubtedly the best place to commit crimes. According to Su Xingchen's words, Yu Fengxing took out a bunch of tissues and directly operated on the sink.
As for the lighter, as an old smoking gun, he has it in his pocket.
When the thin flames rose, Yu Fengxing put his hands on the flames and shook them back and forth, feeling the heat of the fire, and scorching those extremely itchy things on his reddened skin.
Sure enough, just like what Su Xingchen said, the itch will disappear soon.
Before Mr. Yu left, he put away the ashes, and when he walked into the technical department with his head held high, he changed his face.
Ye Xiaohan almost suspected that his boss and brother didn't come to cause trouble, but came to him to have a drink and talk.
"Old Yu, you just played me on purpose, right?"
Otherwise, the matter of the holiday was clearly agreed, and it is impossible to change it temporarily.
"Yeah." Yu Fengxing simply accepted it smoothly.
Anyway, it doesn't matter to the company that the technical department can't pass the weekend. In short, the company has something to do, and they still have to come back. This is where the programmers are forced.
"You really are!" Ye Xiaohan was furious.
Yu Fengxing didn't feel guilty at all, instead he looked around: "Didn't you say you prepared slippers? Where are they?"
Ye Xiao was so cold that he bent over and tried to take off his shoes.
"Okay, stop making trouble." Yu Fengxing casually pulled a chair and sat down, wanting to discuss business with Ye Xiaohan.
At this moment, Yu Fengxing's cell phone rang.
He took out his mobile phone, saw Su Xiaochen's name, raised his eyebrows, and didn't move.
Ye Xiaohan looked at Yu Fengxing suspiciously, and was about to ask why he didn't answer, when the phone was cut off strangely: "Hey, it's broken?"
Yes, broken.
Without hesitation, Yu Fengxing dialed back immediately.
After a while, Su Xingchen's voice came from the phone and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Yu, I was calling a customer just now, and I accidentally pressed your number."
So is the call wrong
Yu Fengxing frowned instinctively, realized something was wrong and let go: "It's okay." By the way, he told Su Xingchen: "The method you said is very useful."
"Really? That's good." Su Xingchen was very happy that he could help Mr. Yu, he said with a smile: "Then I will continue to call other customers and remind them."
Yu Fengxing: "Yes."
After hanging up the phone, seeing Ye Xiaohan's weird smile, he kicked unceremoniously.
This satyr with a head full of yellow waste must be thinking about unscrupulous things again.
"Ah, why are you kicking me? I didn't say anything." Ye Xiaohan hugged his calf and howled, his face full of grievances.
"Let's get down to business." Yu Fengxing glanced at him righteously, as if he would kick the other foot if he beeped again.
"Okay, okay, okay..." Ye Xiaohan kept his head down and curled his lips at the same time.
How should I put it, he extremely disapproved of Yu Fengxing's way of life.
Too abstinent!
The image of Yu Fengxing in their minds is that of a practitioner with a pure heart and few desires.
He is obviously such a domineering CEO, and with so many money resources in his hands, he lives like an ascetic.
Usually, let alone take the initiative to drink flower wine, even a beautiful woman walks past him without glancing at him.
How many men in the world can do this
Yu Fengxing can do it.
If Yu Fengxing hadn't been in love before, Ye Xiaohan would have wondered if some of his functions were abnormal.
But then again, even if you have been in love, it seems that you can't prove anything.
Thinking about it, Ye Xiaohan showed a wretched smile on his face.
"Oh, why did you hit me?" The next second, Ye Xiaohan hugged his head and cried out in pain.
"Be serious." Yu Feng warned fiercely, seeming to know that Ye Xiaohan was slandering himself again in his heart: "School starts in two months, how do you think about what I told you last time?"
As soon as that incident was mentioned, Ye Xiaohan restrained his hippie smile: "This..."
Just after saying a word, someone's cell phone rang again in the office, interrupting the conversation between the two of them.
"Hello? Brother anchor?" The person who answered the phone was Xiong Yuanfei. Although he deliberately lowered his voice, Yu Fengxing had excellent hearing and heard him clearly: "Yes, I have received kudzu root and yam, what? Yam Itchy mucus on the skin? Oh, just bake it with fire? Well, I know, the anchor brother is so careful, he even called to remind me."
Xiong Yuanfei chatted with the other party for a few words, and the other party said goodbye, he quickly said: "Okay, thank you, goodbye!"
The programmer who hung up the phone suddenly saw a figure standing next to him: "Eh!" Xiong Yuanfei was startled, and looked up: "Boss, boss?"
Xiong Yuanfei hurriedly stood up, and said in the same panic as last time: "Are you okay?"
"Who were you calling just now?" Yu Fengxing felt something was wrong when he heard it just now. It didn't make sense. Su Xiaochen just said that he would call the customer to remind the customer that the yam mucus would itch, and Xiong Yuanfei received a call with the same content.
Xiong Yuanfei froze for a moment, he didn't expect the boss to ask such a question, then scratched his head and said, "You just bought yam for my anchor brother, boss, what's wrong?"
"What's his name?" Yu Fengxing stared at his subordinates and asked.
"I don't know." Xiong Yuanfei saw the boss's eyes turned to disappointment very obviously, and said suddenly: "But you can look at the delivery slip, there may be a name on it."
With a thought in his mind, Yu Fengxing didn't wait for Xiong Yuanfei to do anything, he directly looked at the express box at the employee's feet.
Sure enough, there was a complete courier note on the box, and there was a clear name and phone address.
When Yu Fengxing saw the word 'Su Xingchen', his expression was slightly stunned, because what he thought of was not the Su Xiaochen who told him that he was sleepy, but Su Xiaochen, a young man who had met once in the Han family in Beijing. stars.
In other words, some of his previous absurd guesses are very likely to be true.
Thinking of this, Yu Fengxing silently opened the address book and compared the two sets of phone numbers, and found that they were exactly the same.
Mr. Yu, who realized that he was being played by someone, turned extremely ugly in an instant.
Needless to say, Su Xingchen is Su Xiaochen!
This little bastard who is full of lies!
"Boss..." Xiong Yuanfei couldn't help trembling when he saw the boss's complexion becoming more and more ugly: "Why, what's wrong?"
Does the boss actually know the anchor brother
Otherwise, why would there be the anchor's brother's phone number in the address book
Or, the boss also bought the anchor brother's yam!
I have to say that Xiong Yuanfei's associative power is a bit rich.
"You said he was an anchor?" Yu Fengxing calmed down, stared at Xiong Yuanfei and said, "Tell me which platform he is on? What account?"
Xiong Yuanfei thought tremblingly, why does the boss look like he is looking for trouble
Should I betray the anchor brother!
But if you don't sell it, you will definitely be fired by the boss!
So Xiong Yuanfei didn't need to struggle at all, so he offered the anchor brother's live broadcast platform and account with both hands, and said knowingly: "This anchor brother doesn't usually broadcast live, but he will release some small videos on a regular basis, and the content is pastoral. life with his dogs and hens..."
When Yu Fengxing heard keywords such as dogs and chickens, his eyebrows twitched, and he snorted coldly: "Two dogs, ten chickens, right?"
Xiong Yuanfei was taken aback for a moment, then nodded sharply: "Mmm, boss, how do you know?"
Does the boss really know the anchor brother
Yu Fengxing thought sullenly, of course I know, I still eat his dishes and supper every day!
Just didn't know he was that kind of person.
"Lao Ye, let's talk about it next time. I still have something to do." Yu Fengxing was full of anger, took the information from Xiong Yuanfei, and left the technical department feeling unhappy.
Ye Xiaohan stared blankly, and said to Xiong Yuanfei: "What is he going to do? Fighting in groups?"
Xiong Yuanfei shook his head: "No... I don't know."
But he had a premonition that he seemed to be in trouble