Xing Wen thinks it's quite strange, usually Mu Chen has the habit of bringing bento boxes from home, and he doesn't come to the staff canteen several times a year.What's going on today?
Mu Chen was very quiet, lowered his eyes and put the chicken in the set meal on the lid of the box one by one, and after finishing, he picked a small chopsticks and ate the rice covered with soy sauce.Although it was very slight, Xing Wen still noticed that the fox shivered.The smell of chicken is on the rice, and I don't even like to eat rice now.Don't Mr.
Mu eat white chopped chicken?
Yuan Qi, who had been talking, stopped, knowing that I should have exchanged with you.Mu Chen didn't speak when he ate, he took a piece of cucumber and bit it, and he didn't raise his eyes.The three of them ate in a strange atmosphere for less than five minutes, Yuan Qi's mobile phone rang, and Xing Wen could clearly hear the sound of his agent looking for him everywhere and finally scolding.Excuse me.Yuan Qi smiled very awkwardly and hung up the phone, I may have to go first, I forgot that I had a shooting at three o'clock.Mu Chen glanced at him at this time.Go for it.Xing Wen said helplessly.Well, every trip is so tight.Yuan Qi packed up the lunch box and got up, I'll come to play with you again when I'm free, Mr.
Mu, I'll go!
Yuan Qi hurriedly ran away, Mu Chen ate two more bites of chopsticks, put them down, took out his mobile phone and began editing.However, I put it down again in the middle of writing, turned off the phone screen and threw it on the table.It seems that the anger value is very high, and it is a little scary when eating cucumbers quietly.It was the first time that Xing Wen had faced Mu Chen in a non-working place, and he pushed his lunch box over after a long time: Grab a few ribs and go, I haven't moved much here.Mu Chen stopped, glanced at the meat in Xing Wen's dinner box, and then continued to bite the cucumber with a gloomy face.Xing Wen waited for almost ten seconds, and finally got angry, so if he didn't eat, he would pull it down.As a result, at the moment when he dragged the lunch box back, Mu Chen compromised and stretched out his chopsticks and clamped them empty.Xing Wen: Mu Chen: Embarrassed in silence, Mu Chen silently retracted the chopsticks, and smoothly took another slice of cucumber and put it in his mouth, as if the chopsticks just stretched out just to move his arm.To eat or not to eat?
Xing Wen tried to patiently push the lunch box over again.Mu Chen looked up at him, as if judging if he would suddenly drag the lunch box back again this time.Xing Wen sighed, got up and walked back to the ordering window to get clean chopsticks.This section of the road was still a few dozen steps away from where they were sitting, Xing Wen walked back, and suddenly saw Mu Chen stretching out his chopsticks to steal meat from his lunch box.At this moment, Xing Wen almost felt that he could post on Zhihu.They also looked at each other.The meat that Mu Chen had just transported on the way was so frightened, and Xing Wen had three black lines on his head.Without waiting for Xing Wen to walk back, Mu Chen, who was so embarrassed that he exploded, forcibly cleaned up the box and chopsticks calmly, and left pretending that nothing had happened.Xing Wen: The ======================= tea party team building activity started at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and almost all the employees of Xingwen were there.Autumn weather in southern cities is beautiful, with the sun shining warmly on the wooden floors on the semi-open-air terraces, and fresh refreshments being pushed up.Originally, the main idea was to let the employees express their opinions in the process of small talk, so that the senior management could listen to the suggestions of the masses, but in practice, everyone gathered around to eat, drink and bask in the sun.Xing Wen didn't have much to do, so he gave the printed speech to Mu Chen and finished it, and sat in a random seat that could get the sun.Due to the embarrassment at noon, Mu Chen didn't even look at him, took the manuscript and went on stage like a human.Mu Chen is young, fair-skinned and handsome, and his style is very stable, in the past few years, he has not made any moths except for leading everyone to make money, and the employees like him very much.Of course, poor Xingsuke is the only person he will take the initiative to toss.Xing Wen watched quietly, and had to admit that this person was worthy of appreciation from his appearance to his demeanor, especially from such a distance, he could see a kind of cultivation that had been accumulated for more than 20 years.If it weren't for the fact that he had just seen Mu Chen steal meat from his plate.Xing Wen thought of the scene just now, and he felt inexplicably funny, this amazing contrast on Mu Chen's body made him a little uncomfortable for a while.Mu Chen stood in front of the stage, slightly straightened the microphone, and everyone applauded warmly.Good afternoon.Mu Chen looked at the crowd and showed just the right smile: I'm glad to meet you again on this day.Xing Wen touched the drink boredly, and it was still a little strange to listen to Mu Chen's reading of the manuscript he wrote.Mu Chen only remembered the opening remarks, and when he went up, he read according to the script: Today is the anniversary of the great victory and the festival of peace.I handed in the wrong manuscript.Xing Wen wanted to stagger his gaze, but Mu Chen's fox fierce eye knife had already crossed the crowd and killed it accurately.When an employee followed the boss's gaze, Mu Chen looked away again, with a smile on his face.Finished.Xing Wen's heart jumped, Mu Chen maintained a gentle appearance, folded the manuscript, and began to make an impromptu speech.Mu Chen's speech was simple and organized, occasionally interjecting a few sentences from what was written in Xing Wen's manuscript, as he said, he would not be too official, nor would he be overly easy-going.At the end of his speech, Mu Chen suddenly added: I am very much in favor of the Sunshine Broadcasting Drill proposed by Ethan before.The legal counsel who was named stood up and bowed politely to the crowd.Everyone laughed, and at the same time mentally rejected the event, which was a big deal at first hearing.Here, I warmly recommend my assistant Xing Wen as the leader of the broadcast drill activities.Mu Chen said with a smile.Xing Wen: ???
Facing the sun at eight o'clock every day, let's exercise with Xingsuke.Mu Chen said.Thunderous applause rang out again.===================== dusk, the general manager of Xingwen.Xing Wen sat in his position and began to do the work that had been piled up because of the speeches and team building that day, and quietly waited for the arrival of the end of work by the way.Mu Chen has been in the independent office since the end of the event, and at this time he sent a document to Xing Wen's computer.Xing Wen received it, clicked on it, and broadcast the gymnastics teaching video.The picture quality is very retro, two men and two women maintain a mechanical smirk, and follow the music in place.It's not the □□ tenth set of traditional radio gymnastics on campus, it's the kind of combination of a beautiful girl with a forked waist and a twisted ass transformed into a spinning and jumping with her eyes closed, plus the elements of Shaolin Temple street dance that are crawling and rolling on the ground.One word to sum up, Sao.Xing Wen dragged the progress bar with a psychedelic look and looked at it casually, feeling that every cell in his body from the inside out was resisting this set of exercises.The light on the table turned on, Xing Wen quickly turned off the video and got up, and knocked on Mu Chen's door very reluctantly.Make me a coffee, it's too sleepy.Mu Chen was half-lying on the table, looking at his eyes almost closed.When did I promise to be a leader?
Xing Wen felt angry when he saw him.With so many employees up and down in a company, why should he be tormented alone?
You don't want to?
Mu Chen lazily opened one eye, thought about it and said: There is an extra salary.Xing Wen was stunned for a while, and asked very angrily: How much?
Mu Chen laughed, Xing Wen reacted, took the coffee strip and said: I don't do anything, you just want to have fun.Very good, today Xing Zhu finally couldn't hold back the fire to be honest.As a result, Mu Chen didn't respond at all, lying on his stomach, Xing Wen turned around and went to boil water to make coffee: You will drink it this time, right?
I'm not going to drink it for you anymore.didn't answer, Xing Wen even thought that the other party was asleep, and he couldn't care too much about making coffee.After a while, I will soak it and put it directly on his table, and take this opportunity to get off work.Possibly.Mu Chen said suddenly, his voice pressed into his arm.What could be?
Xing Wen's head exploded with tic-tac-toe, and he felt that Mu Chen was playing him again. ...Clubbing, I'll drink.Mu Chen sighed softly.Instant coffee is still very easy to brew, it doesn't require any technical content, and the aroma wafts out as soon as the hot water is stirred.Xing Wen drank it in the morning, and felt that the taste was quite mellow, but the disadvantage was that it was too sweet, but Mu Chen might like it.It's worth getting along day and night for a year, and I even know what each other's tastes are.Here.Xing Wen put the cup on his table, drink it carefully, and I'll get off work first when it's cold later.When Mu Chen heard this, the person sat up from the table: Now?
It's time to get off work.Xing Wen tapped his finger on Mu Chen's computer screen, and was about to leave after speaking.You wait.Mu Chen got up quickly, but the whole portrait choked, and he paused for a few seconds before saying: Write something for me.Xing Wen frowned, and saw Mu Chen rummaging through the drawers for a long time, and finally took out a large pile of postcards: Send New Year's cards to customers, you help write some.?
Xing Wen's whole person was inexplicable: It's only November.That's Christmas.Mu Chen continued to rummage through the drawers, I'll write you a template first, do you have a fever according to the list?
Xing Wen couldn't believe it, if you were getting married next week, I could help write an invitation.According to Mu Chen's temperament, it is impossible to write any Christmas cards and New Year's cards, and even if he really wants to write them, he does not have to write them in a hurry today.This wanted to toss him, Xing Wen only felt uncontrollably angry.There are some things he has to say clearly, anyway, if he says it, he will be fired by Mu Chen at most.Boss, I don't want to play with you.Xing Wen looked at him, if you are really leisurely, you can spend money to buy a cross talk group, talk and sing every day, and ensure that you can have a good time every day.Mu Chen stood in place, still holding the stack of postcards in his hand, and looked at him.But Xing Wen couldn't see what Mu Chen's mood was at all, and he didn't seem to be angry in any case.I'm sorry.After a while, Mu Chen said, opened the drawer and stuffed all the postcards back, you can go, just come to work as usual tomorrow.This time, Xing Wen was stunned, but he didn't stay stunned for long, turned around and opened the door and went out.
-It is very rare that all the way out from Xingwen, Xing Wen does not have the usual sense of relaxation and pleasure of finally getting off work.He walked around the street and ate a bowl of ramen.At the beginning of the lanterns, the sky darkened little by little, and the coolness of the night was transmitted to the body through the thin coat.Autumn is really coming.Xing Wen didn't feel angry for a long time, and all that was left was vaguely inexplicable.Maybe it's the feeling of throwing a stone so hard that the surface of the water only ripples a little.Mu Chen didn't have a lot going wrong all day today.Xing Wen couldn't describe what it was, and he swiped his card all the way into the subway station carelessly.It's sad, it's not.It's sad like falling out of love.There was a sound of the glass door about to close from the subway, and Xing Wen suddenly turned to one side and ran out.He didn't know what he was doing, he hurriedly swiped his card out of the gate, a large wave of office workers who had eaten dinner crowded into the station, Xing Wen tried to get past the bustling crowd, and even wanted to call Mu Chen's mobile phone for a moment.On the road from the subway station to the company, he ran countless times every day to prevent him from being late and deducting his wages.When Xing Wen boarded the company elevator, he felt that he was almost going to vomit the ramen he ate.The elevator door opened, Xing Wen quickly rushed to the general manager's office, pushed the door open, the light outside the room was still on, Mu Chen obviously didn't leave, Xing Wen knocked on the door of the inner room in a very fast heartbeat.No response.Boss!
Xing Wen slapped the door hard, Mu Chen, are you there!
Without waiting for a response, he grabbed the handle and pressed it hard, and the door opened.The lights inside were also on, but Mu Chen was not seen at a glance.Xing Wen was suffocated for a while, but saw Mu Chen come out from under the desk with a confused expression.The face was a little red, like a child had just slept once, but apparently there was no major problem.Aren't you gone?
Mu Chen was stunned.Xing Wen was stuck all of a sudden, and after looking at the office for a week, it was impossible for him to say that he looked lonely and was afraid that you would suddenly do something stupid, so he was so scared that he rushed all the way back from the subway station to confirm.I'm back writing Christmas cards.Xing Wen tossed around and only found this one excuse.He also reacted suddenly, the unbelievable excuse that Mu Chen was looking for was actually to let him stay.Mu Chen looked at him, as if he couldn't understand what he was saying.just sat on the office chair, turned slightly, and turned his back to Xing Wen.Aren't you playing with me?
Mu Chen said.Xing Wen stared at the black back of the chair and Mu Chen's head, which was a little messy, and didn't understand what this pattern of talking to the big boss was all about.Then I'll go back.Xing Wen said.No.Mu Chen's voice was a little muffled, I found that you are quite bad.Xing Wen was stunned for a while, walked to the sofa next to him, and sat down: When will you get off work?
When you make enough money, you can put it down.Mu Chen said.There's no chance tonight.Xing Wen sighed and leaned back on the sofa.Obviously confirmed that Mu Chen was fine, he should be able to leave.But he didn't know why, he kind of wanted to just stay.Mu Chen was afraid that he would go, and he felt it.Although he didn't know why, it was hard to ask, but he was still surprised that he would be willing to cooperate.Even, the decision to stay out of subjective will.Is there any overtime pay, I'll just sit here all night.Xing Wen said.Yes If you're awake all the time.Mu Chen said.The author has something to say: This day is the day the fox father left, and the fox suddenly realized on this day that he had some kind of dependence on the baby.Easter egg: When Xing Wen suddenly knocked on the door, the fox had just cried, and he was so scared that he hid under the desk, and then he turned his back to Xing Wen and was also crying, the fox really loves to tweet QAQ Thank you for the little angel who voted for me during 2019-12-1200:19:44~2019-12-1517:06:39 Oh~ Thank you to the little angel who voted for the mine: 3 moon bears; the ninth day of the first month, white clothes, late sleep, 1; Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: Gardenia and her dog goose 10 bottles; Today is also a sand sculpture 1 bottle; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
Chapter 81 Extra-2: Twenty Years Ago · Mu Papa Milk Fox Winter Mu Chen, you come here, Mom asks you.The fair-skinned and beautiful woman bends down: Mom and Dad are divorced, who do you want to live with?
Mom.Mu Chen replied, his eyes brightened.The woman was stunned, and touched the little guy's plush head with great satisfaction, so good.