Leng Shao's second-married private pet

Leng Mohan took Lin Yutong to sit in the living room.

"Don't worry, I didn't want to pester you, I just thought that the cold house is too far away, and it's not convenient for me to see my son."

Lin Yutong gave him a blank look.

Good guy, it's close this time, you can see it as soon as you open the door.
"He went to winter camp."

Leng Mohan didn't reply, he just picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth.

"Well, your cooking skills are still so good."

At this time, the door of the bedroom opened suddenly, and a familiar head came into Lin Yutong's eyes first.

"Miss Lin, you are here! This is the house I rented. Something happened to my family. My relatives are fighting with me for real estate, and now we are suing.

My house was impounded by the court. I had no place to live, so I had to find this place to live first. "

This person is called Song Zijie, and he is the manager of the product development department in Leng Mohan's company.

Lin Yutong met him very early, and he has been working with Leng Mohan all these years, and he is also very upright.

The relationship between the two of them is not just a subordinate relationship, many times, Leng Mohan regards him as a friend.

"What a coincidence, does Ms. Lin live next door? As you know, I am engaged in product research and development and often work at night.

It's too noisy in the urban area, and it's not convenient to go back and forth to work in the suburbs. This neighborhood is just right for me, so I just rent here. "

Leng Mohan sat at the dining table, said while eating: "Let's eat together, Yutong's craftsmanship is really good, but unfortunately, this is only enough for two people."

The implication is that there is no role for Song Zijie.

Lin Yutong glanced at him: "It's okay, I just came to say hello to my new neighbors, thinking that we can help each other if there is any urgent matter in the future.

I didn't expect to meet an acquaintance. This is my own braised pork. It's just a little late now. I didn't think carefully. Please forgive me. "

Song Zijie waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay."

"If it's late, I'll be leaving first."

Lin Yutong left without even looking at Leng Mohan.

After closing the door, Song Zijie immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boss, do you want to tell me first?"

Song Zijie constantly comforted his chest to ease his nervousness:
"This means that I react quickly, otherwise I will be exposed."

If he reveals his secrets, Leng Mohan doesn't know how to punish him.

"This is also a test of your on-the-spot reflexes, and this matter still won't trouble you."

A plate of braised pork was almost eaten by Leng Mohan, he burped, and sat back on the sofa with his mobile phone.

The finger keeps refreshing on the WeChat interface.

"Is it because your signal is not good? Why hasn't there been any new news yet?"

Song Zijie gave him a blank look.

Originally, this was Leng Mohan's newly registered WeChat account, but yesterday he didn't know where he followed so many official accounts.

As a result, today's push news continued, and even Lin Yutong's news was suppressed below.

Song Zijie stretched his neck and looked over: "I'll teach you that you can pin WeChat to the top. You can pin Ms. Lin's dialog box to the top, so you can find it much easier."

Leng Mohan tilted the phone screen, turned around and glared at him.

Song Zijie was so scared that he immediately withdrew his hand.

"Forget it, I'm going to pack my clothes. There are too many things to pack when I just moved."

Song Zijie immediately got up and left the sofa, he couldn't afford to offend Leng Mohan.

Leng Mohan stopped him unexpectedly: "Hey! Wait, how do you turn off her shake function?"

Song Zijie couldn't hold it back, and burst out laughing.

Afterwards, Leng Mohan's gaze was like a sharp sword, quickly fixed him in place, and he held back in an instant.

He wanted to laugh but couldn't, and Song Zijie's facial expression changed.

He patiently explained to Leng Mohan: "Boss, you can only operate your own WeChat.

We don't have permission to operate other people's WeChat. If we can operate other people's WeChat, wouldn't it be a mess? "

Leng Mohan tilted his head and thought for a while, this is the reason.

"Is there no other way to shut her down?"

Song Zijie continued to hold back his laughter.

"Boss, if you really want to, you can go to the WeChat company and find someone inside them to modify the permissions.

Or directly use Ms. Lin's mobile phone to turn off these functions of her. "

Leng Mohan raised his eyebrows: "Well, ask their boss out for dinner in a few days."

The corner of Song Zijie's mouth twitched, and then again.
The gap between people should not be so big.

In the business field, Leng Mohan crushed many people, but he knew nothing about electronic products.

If this is said, no one will believe it.

However, Song Zijie still admires his boss.

In the business field, he is a very decisive businessman, but facing Lin Yutong, he is an idiot.

When he was working, he rarely saw Leng Mohan frowning, as if he was confident about everything.

When facing Lin Yutong, he had to practice his expressions repeatedly.

Song Zijie also admired Leng Mohan's courage again and again. At work, he would not take a second look at projects that he could not get.

But for Lin Yutong, he followed his footsteps over and over again, even if he was misunderstood again and again, even if he was hurt again and again.

Song Zijie thought, no matter how much he loved, he might consume all the remaining courage.

Of course, he is not Leng Mohan, he cannot empathize with how indestructible this love has reached.

"Ding" a WeChat notification sound, it was a message from Lin Yutong.

Lin Yutong's WeChat nickname is "Jiwanyue", and Leng Mohan chose "Neighborhood to the Moonlight" to match him.

Leng Mohan, who was already drowsy, jumped up from the sofa when he saw the news.

[A few crescent moons]: "Are you asleep?"

Leng Mohan replied in seconds.

[Neighboring to the moonlight]: "No."

[A few crescent moons]: "A new neighbor moved in today, and I gave him a bowl of braised pork."

Leng Mohan wanted to say, it tastes good.

[Neighborhood with the moonlight]: "Your cooking must be delicious, your neighbors should be very happy."

[A few crescent moons]: "But I actually met someone I didn't really want to see."

It's been a long time since the message passed, but Lin Yutong didn't see a reply. It's already so late, after a busy day, he should rest.

[A few crescent moons]: "Are you still there?"

After a few seconds.

[Neighborhood with the moonlight]: "Sorry, I didn't see the news just now, what did he do that you don't like, so you don't want to see him?"

I didn't see the news, maybe I was very tired or busy, Lin Yutong thought about it, but still didn't continue.

[A few crescent moons]: "It's nothing. It's getting late, you should rest first, good night."

Why are you talking about this to someone you've only met for a few days?