In fact, when he first came to HALO, Zheng Yi had no hostility towards Chen Gong.
Putting aside personal grievances - Chen Gong can be regarded as a very handsome man. He cleans himself up neatly every day, with the angular "big model face", the thick eyebrows and the big eyes that don't go anywhere, let Zheng Yi also bump into the deer at one time; The interviewer of Shang Zhengyi's entry was Chen Gong, and his professional ability was also praised by Chen Gong, which made Zheng Yi have a little vanity of being "recognized by seniors in the industry".
But this guy who clearly left a "handsome and gentle" impression on himself, I don't know why, after he joined the job, he started to show his face endlessly to himself.
Zheng Yi has been used to smooth sailing since he was a child. Now that he is "fortunate" to be able to encounter "workplace bullying" himself, Zheng Yi can't help but want to fight with him.
Zheng Yi was paralyzed on the sofa for a moment to rest his aching legs, and it was 12:00.
He didn't go back to the company, but went downstairs with Qiu Mang to have lunch.
The two chatted casually about the company gossip, but Zheng Yi couldn't listen to a word - he was always a little bit overwhelmed by that hurdle in his heart.
Qiu Mang said to himself that he seemed to have brought the topic to the latest popular TV series... If he brought the topic back to Chen Gong at this moment, would he appear to be a little hypocritical
Zheng Yi was at a loss, and when his forehead was hot, he let out his breath on the spareribs that were clamped to his mouth.
—“Uh-hs…”
Hearing Zheng Yi's strange movement, Qiu Mang jumped out of his topic and handed over a piece of paper in horror: "Your mouth is bleeding again!"
The food could no longer be eaten, so Zheng Yi took a mouthful of ice water to rinse his mouth, and took the tissue from Qiu Mang.
Qiumang frowned: "I said that Senior Chen is really - he is too ruthless!"
Zheng Yijing seized the opportunity to start this conversation. He left the wound in his mouth long ago, and quickly cut to the subject: "Do you want me to apologize publicly to Chen Gong?"
Completely ignoring his past injuries, he brightened his eyes and mentioned his nemesis to himself...
Qiumang sometimes really can't figure out the meridians of his idiot friend.
What Zheng Yi meant was: After all, he was the one who challenged Chen Gong in public—the office must be frantically discussing what happened in the company last night. Once the matter spreads, whether Chen Gong violated the female intern or not - this truth becomes irrelevant at all, people will only label Chen Gong as "suspected pervert", and talk about Chen Gong from now on. discoloration.
Qiumang heard in a foggy voice: "...I think you should be an actor."
Zheng Yi misunderstood: "Does it mean that my brother is good-looking?"
Qiu Mang rolled his eyes: "It means that you have a lot of drama - even the little things can make you live and jump: whether it was last night, or the matter of 'public apology', to put it bluntly, isn't it that you are too capable? ?"
Zheng Yi lowered his head in frustration: "I know..."
"... I advise you not to be so emotional in the future. You are a big boy, and HALO is tired of being bored. There are thousands of photography companies for you to choose from. If you can't do it, you will not be short of money when you lie down at home; once emotional The consequences of transformation are very small for you, but not necessarily tolerable to others." Qiu Mang put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth: "I think I must apologize, but don't do anything 'public'... Is it possible that you still pay Want to broadcast a cause-and-effect in the company? It's big enough."
Zheng Yi thought about it and felt that Qiumang had taught him a lesson. He fell on the table and "sobs" for a moment: "Then I'll go buy him coffee."
Carrying two glasses of iced American style, I hurriedly returned to the company. It was only 12:42, and it was still a little distance from the working hours in the afternoon.
- Chen Gong is not here.
Zheng Yi's personality is the kind of people who want to solve things quickly as soon as they encounter them - he temporarily failed his apology plan, and he was resting in a chair and shaking his legs and feet anxiously.
But then I thought about it again: yes, it's lunch time, and there are only a few people in the office... What kind of sincerity is there in this apology, and it can't stop the crowd for Chen Gong.
I simply closed my eyes and lay on the back of the chair to regain my senses. I didn't sleep well last night because of something in my heart, so I just took advantage of the lunch break to recover a little bit of energy.
Just after closing his eyes for a moment, the phone in Zheng Yi's right pocket vibrated.
Sheep Xiaoyi 9/30 12:45
Brother Zheng, were you beaten? [laughing]
Sheep Xiaoyi 9/30 12:45
I passed by the door of the company on my way to the bathroom in the morning, and saw that you and Chen Gong were fined for "holding hands"... [Sad]
Yang Xiaoyi is Yang Yi's WeChat ID.
Zheng Yi thinks this name is very cute, and it gives people a feeling that he is small and fluffy, and if he can hold it in his arms, he must be warm.
At this anxious juncture, Zheng Yi felt a lot more comfortable when he received Yang Yi's news.
Zheng Yi very much likes Yang Yi as a child - he looks fair and clean, handsome and handsome; he usually has a sweet mouth and can always coax himself into a happy mood. Yang Yi is the commissioner of the operation department of HALOstudio. Zheng Yi just came to the company to catch up with a company team building. At that time, Zheng Yi drank a little too much in that bureau. When he was squatting at the back door of the bar to smoke and sober up, Yang Yi also happened to come out to breathe; the two just got on with each other. , The chat was quite speculative, and we got to know each other as soon as we came and went, and later started to play together frequently.
After get off work yesterday, Yang Yi complained to Zheng Yi about his frustration at work and said, "I want to go for a drink."
Zheng Yi's room was full of belly, and he remembered where he forgot to hear "When a person is frustrated, it is the best time to fight", his forehead warmed, his chest slapped, and he took Yang Yi to KTV Have fun.
After a whole night, Zheng Yi sang all the Divine Comedies with all his strength, and after playing cheap and ugly for a long time, he finally smoothed Yang Yi's frowning - looking at the good-looking little brother, his face was concave when he smiled. When he entered the dimple, Zheng Yi was a little bit up, and the colorful black in the box also faded into a piece, turning into an island B&B for the two of them on vacation, the seventh cherry tree outside the gate of Yinge Temple, and a Lapland one. Northern Lights in the night sky…
- If Yang Yi was a little girl, Bao Qi Zheng thought of the child's name early in the morning.
Thinking back to this, Zheng Yi replied Yang Yi with a [smiling] emoji and asked him: What are you sad about? Are you jealous when you see me holding hands with other men
Yang Yi did not respond directly, but just returned to Zheng Yi [crying loudly].
It seems that he is really jealous—Zheng Yi pursed his lips and smiled a little shyly, so he took advantage of the victory and made another invitation: I didn't coax you last night, are you still going to play tonight
Yang Yi: Where are you going
Zheng Yi quickly went through the whole city suitable for dating in his mind, but he didn't think of a suitable place, so he threw the choice to Yang Yi: KTV or nightclubs don't matter, my brother can't stand the toss when he is old, let's Are you two going to a quieter place
After a while, I received a reply from Yang Yi: You can go with you, anywhere, even if we open a room and watch the night scene.
Zheng Yi was stunned when he looked at the three words "open a room", his thumb was hanging in the keyboard area for a long time, and he was so excited that he didn't type a word.
At this moment, Yang Yi added another sentence: No, no, let it go, Brother Zheng is too old to toss...
Zheng Yi's forehead became hot again.
The hints in Yang Yi's news were not hidden deeply, and they loomed and provoked Zheng Yi's restless emotions.
Zheng Yi's breathing became a little quicker too - for fear that Yang Yi would go back on his words, he quickly replied: "It's too much tossing!" After the reply, I felt that it was not enough, so I sent another emoji of the biceps.
After two minutes.
Sheep Xiaoyi 9/30 11:53
[shy]
After flirting with Yang Yi, Zheng glanced at the time and put the phone back on the table.
Chen Gong's workstation was still empty, and Zheng Yi closed his eyes and took a nap.
There are many different types of men in the world - from Chen Gong to Yang Yi.
If it was in the feudal era when the habit of cutting sleeves was prevalent, if these two men were both chaotic ministers dedicated to Xinxiang of the faint-hearted emperor-Zheng Yi felt that Chen Gong would definitely be confused as Qiumang said that he "cannot survive half an episode". He was beaten to death - he was stubborn and paranoid, indifferent and incomprehensible; and Yang Yi must have been a favorite of the six palaces, the kind of calamity that made the emperor "not court early".
Lifting Yang Yi's face with his index finger, and across the bead curtain hanging down in front of the golden dragon cap, Emperor Zheng leaned over and admired the young man's face from a close distance - his brows were full of emotion and his lips were smiling. Turning his head to the side again, Chen Gong sat upright like a woodcarving in a dark corner, his complexion was dark and his eyes were indifferent, and his face was hideous!
- "Someone! Drag it down and kill it!"
The tyrant slapped the table in anger, shaking the government and the opposition, and shaking the world.
It also shocked the visual department.
"Tyrant Zheng" rubbed his eyes and woke up amid the sneering laughter of the crowd, realizing that his roar in the Spring and Autumn Dream had been put into practice by his tired body, and embarrassedly hid his head back in the partition of the workstation.
It is already 1:05 pm. Zheng Yi glanced in Chen Gong's direction secretly, only to find that there was still no one at his workstation.
At 1:30, Zheng Yi finally couldn't sit still, his forehead was hot, and he went to the Human Resources Department to find Qiumang: "It's half past one now!"
Qiumang looked up from the affairs he was dealing with: "So... what's wrong?"
Zheng Yi was anxious: "Why hasn't Chen Gong appeared yet, how can he be absent from work? Where have others gone?"
Qiumang handed the signed note to Zheng Yi. Before Zheng Yi could read the words on the note, he heard a particularly familiar and indifferent voice behind him.
- "It's time to make a complaint, Mr. Zheng."
Zheng Yi turned his head and saw Chen Gong stepped forward a few steps and took the fake note signed by Qiu Mang, the head of the Human Resources Department, from his own hands.
Zheng Yi was a little lost.
At this time, Chen Gong had used his lunch break to change into a flat and clean white shirt. The two buttons below the neckline were not closed, and it was open to reveal a little edge of the sweat-proof vest on the inside. The hair was re-arranged with hair wax, and the forehead hair that was still hanging lazily in the morning was pulled up in some high-spirited arcs, so that the forehead was exposed.
From a very close distance, Chen Gong looked at himself with complicated eyes, and the expression that looked like he was looking at a difficult child gave Zheng Yi a strong sense of oppression.
Chen Gong stuffed the fake strip into his chest pocket, took off the sunglasses pinned to the neckline and put it on his face, so he refused Zheng Yi's sight: "I'm going on a business trip—according to the rules, my schedule is already on the 12th. : Sent to Director Zheng’s mailbox at 30, so—it’s not an absence.”
Zheng Yi froze in place.
Chen Gong turned around and said "goodbye" to Qiumang, then grabbed the trolley and turned around and walked out of the Human Resources Department.
Zheng Yi stayed in place for a long time, then pointed at Chen Gong's back and turned to Qiumang: "Did he think I was here to complain - that he was absent?"
"Seems to be."
Zheng's face turned pale and defended: "But I'm not!"
"I know… "
Zheng Yi was a little suffocated: "What should I do?!"
"… to explain?"
But by the time Zheng Yi chased him out of HALO's door, Chen Gong had long since disappeared.