The company group is full of water!
Thanks to the secretary for her generous contribution. When the picture she took was sent to the group, I don’t know how many people saved it and changed the screensaver immediately! The boss who has always been stern and ascetic, would be so bold!
The image quality is absolutely stunning!
The decoration of the president's office has never been warm, and even the manager who is going to give a report will be stressed. However, on the sofa where not many people have done it before, I did not expect to see such a scene that makes people blush and heartbeat!
Although the face of the man sitting on the sofa was not photographed, didn't the front desk say he was a handsome guy
And, and I just realized that the boss is so attractive...
At this time, the time in the CEO's office seemed to have stopped, Zhuang Feiyu tried to clear up the completely wrong emotions in his heart, completely forgetting that he and Zong Yuan were still maintaining this ambiguous posture.
Zong Yuan put his hand on his body and gave Guan Haoyu a wink. Guan Haoyu's face was full of question marks. He wanted to ask Zong Yuan what he meant, but the secretary pulled him out quickly.
Well, now there are only two people left.
Zong Yuan suddenly pushed Zhuang Feiyu under him, the dark soft sofa trembled, and Zhuang Feiyu sank most of his body.
Zhuang Feiyu was awakened by his movement, he collected himself, pushed Zong Yuan's shoulders with both hands, frowning into mountains and rivers between his brows, "Get up."
"Mr. Zhuang," Zong Yuan looked at his face and suddenly sighed, "Isn't it a bit unfair if I'm the only one who remembers forever?"
"what?"
Zong Yuan supported the back of the sofa with one hand so as not to press Zhuang Feiyu, raised the other hand slightly and then quickly put it down, staring at Zhuang Feiyu's eyes that looked ruthless, "This is what needs to be done." You find the answer yourself."
If it was Zong Yuan at the beginning, no matter in real life or in these worlds, he would not fall in love with such Zhuang Feiyu.
Zhuang Feiyu's character and temper are completely different from the original Zong Yuan's appetite. Let alone love or not, he will not get close even if he is close, for fear of causing a lot of complicated and tiring trouble.
People like Zhuang Feiyu are more like a ruthless politician than a businessman. How do they play
However, all people have more than one side, people are always complicated, and Zhuang Feiyu is also complicated.
So at this time, when Zong Yuan said something that no one understood, Zhuang Feiyu didn't understand what he was worried about. He asked obediently, "What if I can't find it?"
His eyes fixed on Zong Yuan, revealing the tension that he didn't know.
Zong Yuan flicked his forehead helplessly, "Fool."
What else can I do, continue to wait for you, and lose my stupid wife.
Zong Yuan stood up and stretched out his hand to pull Zhuang Feiyu up together, "Don't you want to work? Be good, work first, then hug after work."
Zhuang Feiyu twisted his uncomfortable expression, "Did I let you hug me?!"
Zong Yuan stretched out a finger and made a "shh" gesture, "Feiyu, don't make trouble, your cold persona is still tense."
Fuck!
Zhuang Feiyu walked towards the glass door of the office, "Go-go!"
The moment the door was opened, his face was darkened. A group of idiots outside were sticking to the glass to eavesdrop on the corner of the wall, and some people took pictures from the crack of the door with their cellphones upright. They didn't see anything, thanks to the frosted glass!
Among the group of people outside, the biggest official is the manager of the HR department. He is a plump company Maitreya Buddha in his forties, and he is smiling like a Buddha, "Boss, you don't even tell us when you have a boyfriend." ?”
Zhuang Feiyu took a deep breath, pointed outside, "Get lost!"
The scene was silent for less than three seconds, and there were whispers, "Are you angry?"
"The boss actually has such a setting! This is unscientific!"
"I like this kind of cute contrast!"
"Where's that handsome guy? I really want to see the boss' boyfriend!!!"
Chattering for fear that others might not hear.
Zhuang Feiyu's raised fingers were trembling with anger, and the manager of the HR department was still smiling and said, "Boss, why don't you treat me out of the order?"
Please shit!
Zhuang Feiyu was obviously about to get angry, and a group of his employees closed their mouths unconsciously, wanting to cry without tears, wondering if it was too late to run away, and when they were desperate, they saw someone who was nearly a head taller than their boss The handsome guy hugged their boss from behind, with one hand ambiguously stroking from his arm to the boss's raised finger, and then pressed down their boss' finger!
Wow!
Zong Yuan's appearance holding Zhuang Feiyu is extremely beautiful, and a random photo is a "lifetime" photo. The employees don't care if the boss is angry or not, they all blushed excitedly, had thick necks, and breathed heavily with the flash on to take pictures.
Zong Yuan blinked at them cooperatively.
"Ah!!! So handsome, so handsome, so handsome!!! Good match, good match, good match!!!"
Zhuang Feiyu struggled to keep his arms away, his face was sour that the three-year-old knew he was angry when he saw it, Zong Yuan didn't seem to notice, he answered the question from the manager of the HR department, he smiled enthusiastically, "Okay, Treat me tonight, how about going to sing after dinner?"
More than a dozen people cheered together. The smart people had already sent the matter of the dinner party to the company group, so they acted first, and the boss couldn't refuse no matter what.
"..." Zhuang Feiyu wanted to say that it was impossible for me to go, and a hand touched his waist. The tiny calluses on Zong Yuan's hand accurately found the sensitive spot on his waist, and he just rubbed it lightly a few times. The numbness in the thigh violently hit the brain from the spine.
Zhuang Feiyu gasped for breath, and his toes curled up involuntarily.
Zong Yuan asked again in his ear, "Honey, is it okay?"
He was very bad, because a group of people couldn't see the movement behind him, that hand had reached down to the edge of his trousers.
Zhuang Feiyu was watched eagerly by all the staff, and a secret and exciting feeling was provoking his nerves. He didn't know what he was thinking, so he asked a divergent topic, "What do you want to eat?"
The eyes of a group of people lit up, and they immediately sparked a discussion.
They try to convince or listen to where they are going, completely oblivious to the boss and his lover in front of them.
Zong Yuan raised his eyebrows in surprise.
He didn't expect that Zhuang Feiyu, whose body was already stiff like a rock, didn't end the "torture" for him directly with a word.
Zong Yuan's left hand holding Zhuang Feiyu's waist tentatively relaxed slightly, and his right hand was still boldly placed on his waist.
However, Zhuang Feiyu didn't have the slightest sense of escaping from his palm, and he didn't even pay attention to his relaxed left hand.
The look in Zong Yuan's eyes was soft, he couldn't be more clear about what his lover was like, so, from an angle that others could not see, he moved his right hand against his skin inch by inch.
The greedy one would lick every inch of this piece of meat that was so sweet that he was addicted.
Guan Haoyu just proposed a question about what to eat, looked up and was startled, he took a step forward concerned, "Brother Zhuang, are you sick? Your face is flushed, could it be a high fever?"
There was already a fine layer of sweat on Zhuang Fei'er's head, and a few strands of his hair were wet and stuck to his forehead, and he looked much more meticulous than usual.
Zhuang Feiyu glanced at him mistyly.
"Fuck!" Guan Haoyu really felt bad, he wanted to touch Zhuang Feiyu's forehead, "Brother Zhuang, can you still see me clearly?"
His hand was blocked by Zong Yuan halfway, Zong Yuan took a step back holding Zhuang Feiyu, and gave Guan Haoyu a perfect smile before closing the door, "It's okay, see you tonight."
Click, the sound of locking.
Before Zhuang Feiyu came back to his senses, he reacted blankly for a few minutes and then remembered to answer Guan Haoyu's question, "I don't have a fever."
Zong Yuan smiled softly, and whispered in his ear, "Of course you don't have a fever, you just... flirt."
Zhuang Feiyu's heart skipped a few beats. It was strange, why did he find the words "insulting" that should make him angry sound familiar
One afternoon, the employees of the entire company were excited. Someone had already counted the number of people who could participate in the event together. Except for those who really needed to ask for leave, all the employees of Zhuang Feiyu Company in City A would come to join in.
They enthusiastically discussed various activities in the group, and began to vote, give out red envelopes and throw dice in the group. The leaders walked over and turned a blind eye, smiling and watching them make trouble.
The company in City A is a branch company with its headquarters in City N. This group of companies was not established early, and some old divers who have stayed in the group for many years are still in a trance when they read the group news at 99+ every minute.
When did the company become lively
When did the boss become so gentle (fog)? Are the department managers so harmonious? Is it so easy and casual between grades
This is the first time for their company to have dinner and karaoke together. The people discussing and laughing in the group are all kind and looking forward to it.
They chatted and gossiped together, and even learned that there was a colleague in the work area of another department not far away who had the same interests as them, or a colleague from a community.
This kind of atmosphere really made them feel the nostalgia of home in the company...
Thank you boss for leaving the order! ! !
Thanks to the proprietress for taking the boss out of the order! ! !
These people who have stayed in the company for a long time and just work for work have unknowingly planted a seed in their hearts, hoping that the boss and leaders will always be so approachable and amiable, and that everyone will always help each other, unite and love.
Although the "old man" should no longer have this idea of a standard Utopia.
However, no matter how admirable and important the intrigue and the value of interests are, warmth will always make people soft.
When they got off work in the evening, all those who had cars in the company drove out, and they drove to the big hotel with Zhuang Feiyu and his party except for the security guards who needed to be on duty.
It was not easy to find a restaurant that could accommodate so many people. Guan Haoyu shrunk in the back seat and looked around on the driver's seat and the co-pilot with his neck curled up.
There were only the three of them in this car, and the secretary was smart enough to go directly to his friend. Guan Haoyu wished he could get out of the car immediately.
The atmosphere is so awkward! ! !
The two people in front didn't speak a word along the way! Break up? broke up? in argument? Did these two fight? !
Hey Brother Zhuang, don't think I didn't see you peeking around!
Hey Zong, don't think I didn't see your hand on my brother Zhuang's thigh! ! !
#Fight to death single dog#
#老关来, you are still a good guy after you have eaten this bowl of dog food! #