Host, do you trick him?

Tomorrow after tomorrow, how many tomorrows.However, when this sentence came to Tao Lu, it became tomorrow so fast.

When the alarm clock woke him up from the bed the next day, Tao Lu covered his face and buried himself in the quilt silently, muttering: "I don't want to go to work, I don't want to go to work, I really don't want to go to work."

"If you don't get up again, you will never have to go to work." The chicken thief who was awakened by the alarm clock from hibernation said with a resentful face.

"Ah." Sighing heavily, Tao Lu got up resignedly, brushed his teeth and washed his face, and walked all the way to the company with his head downcast.

It may be that the blow to Lord Yan was too great yesterday. Tao Lu didn't see Cen Ji this morning. He even checked every cubicle in the men's room on the [-]th floor. It's fine, no one is there.

So the tiger was not at home, and the monkey picked up the mop and cleaned the hill cheerfully.

Tao Lu tried the fastest speed in his life, and after cleaning the entire floor spotlessly, he found that it was only 07:30, half an hour before Cen Ji went to work.

It's still early, don't worry, Tao Lu feels extremely happy when he thinks that he escaped a disaster this morning, humming a little song and slowly changing clothes, he is going to take the elevator to get off work and have some breakfast.

The nature of his work is relatively flexible. As long as he completes the cleaning task on time, there is no rigid rule that he must stay in the company all day. This is what the logistics manager secretly told him, which can be regarded as passing on the experience of the world in advance.

There are no people in the company at 07:30. Tao Lu is envious of the nine-to-five jobs of office workers like them as he enters the elevator. After all, he was once one of them, with a good salary, and a small life. Solid and moisturizing.

Tao Lu looked at his own figure reflected in the glamorous elevator door, and he was quite satisfied with his current figure. The only thing he was dissatisfied with was that face that became more delicate and beautiful after being transformed by the chicken thief. The more he looked at it, the more unhappy he became .

"Chicken thief, can't you make my face more masculine and tough? It's so beautiful that I can pretend to be a girl with a wig."

"Even if you pretend to be a girl, no one can look better than you, my host, besides your face, but I have spent a lot of money to adjust all aspects of data to the best, in order to allow you to perform tasks. Time will be smoother, so you have to take care of it for me, it is my lifeblood."

"Oh? Lifeblood?" Tao Lu laughed viciously when he heard this, "Then I'm going to play with your lifeblood."

After all, Tao Lu relied on no one in the elevator, touched his face with two slender white hands and began to rub and make faces in various ways, enjoying himself amidst the screams of chicken thieves.

"Tsk, this face is so tender, it almost makes me fall in love with myself."

"Ding"

The elevator door opened, and this sentence was also passed into the ears of Cen Ji who was standing outside the door waiting for the elevator.

Cen Ji looked at Tao Lu who was making faces at him, his eyes were cold, expressionless and motionless, just staring at him straight.

Just when the elevator door was about to close automatically again, Tao Lu recovered from his astonishment, quickly put down his hands, and greeted him awkwardly with the two red marks on his face: "Hi, morning Alright, Mr. Cen."

"What do you do during working hours?" Cen Ji's cold tone made the interrogative question sound like a declarative sentence.

"I've already finished cleaning, so I just want to have breakfast first." Tao Lu lowered his head and didn't dare to look into Cen Ji's eyes, he was afraid that he would be stabbed to death by a knife.

"You came to work without breakfast?" Cen Ji frowned, his company didn't seem to be so inhumane, and didn't even give breakfast time to employees.

Tao Lu was embarrassed to say that his alarm clock was set late, but he just laughed and tried to skip the topic: "It's not too late to eat now, it's only 07:30, it's still early, it's still early."

After finishing speaking, he spoke quickly, and asked habitually: "Mr. Cen, have you eaten yet, why don't we go together?"

Tao Lu swears that he has absolutely no intention of having breakfast with Cen Ji, and he feels that someone as cold as Cen Ji, and he is his half-enemy, will definitely reject him without hesitation, and then he will be able to take it for granted. It's time to slip away.

Therefore, once the Chinese-style polite words are answered by others, the scene will be embarrassing.

So, 10 minutes later, in the staff restaurant on the top floor of the company, Tao Lu and Cen Ji sat awkwardly in the box and looked at each other silently. Although there was a rich breakfast in front of them, to be honest, I was a little bit reluctant to speak to Cen Ji's face.

"What are you doing in a daze, eat." Cen Ji took all the other party's embarrassment into his eyes, as if nothing had happened, and greeted Tao Lu cordially.

Tao Lu trembled silently when he heard this, and thought to himself, Mr. Cen, you might as well just say: "Eat or get out." This kind of domineering and arrogant words, then I can get out mellowly.

Staring at the other party's unpredictable gaze, Tao Lu bit the bullet and took a bite of the crystal shrimp dumpling that Cen Ji had made for himself.

After taking this sip, he immediately forgot his calmness to the horizon, and was so overwhelmed by the delicious food that only the act of eating remained.

Cen Ji looked at Tao Lu who kept stuffing food into his mouth like a hamster in front of him, and his appetite was much better than usual, and he ate some more because of him.

After breakfast, Zen Ji wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully, making every move pleasing to the eye.

Tao Lu stroked his swollen belly, thinking about the heroic action of exhaling to his mouth with a tissue just now, he suddenly felt a little ashamed.

"The gap between people is bigger than the gap between humans and pigs." The chicken thief jumped out to sneer, retaliation for his evil deed of torturing him in the elevator.

"Well, you're right." Tao Lu agreed seriously, because he thought so too.

The chicken thief was so annoyed by his self-willed and depraved words, he hated iron and steel and said, "You, you, it's really hopeless."

Tao Lu cheerfully enjoyed the look of the chicken thief jumping his feet angrily but he couldn't do anything about it, and he was not so afraid of calm now that he was full.

Fan Zhuang was timid, Tao Lu leaned forward with a playful smile, looked at Cen Ji's unsmiling handsome face, and teased, "Mr. Cen, you are so good-looking, you should smile more."

"Oh? Didn't I smile at you enough yesterday?" Cen Ji crossed his hands to support his chin, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, Tao Lu's heart skipped a beat with his lazy and casual look.

I'm sorry, this laugh is too foul, chicken thief chicken thief, quickly sentence him out.

Tao Lu used his inner roar to cover up the flash of palpitations he had just now, and flattered the big boss, saying: "Yesterday your smile was dark and evil, today it is sunny and warm, no matter which one is full of laughter Your unique charm."

Chicken Thief: Ouch, host, you are so hypocritical, do you know that you always attack?

Tao Lu: Who is my old Gong?

Chicken Thief: The one in front of you.

Tao Lu is shy: Oh, don't talk nonsense, I really have nothing to do with him.

Chicken thief: ...

"Then which one do you like?" Cen Ji asked gently, he made a decision during breakfast, so now he looks at Tao Lu with eyes full of... loving kindness.

Tao Lu couldn't believe that this person was the same person as the femme fatale man who spanked him yesterday, he thought.

"Uh, well, every kind of smile has its own unique beauty, so if I have to choose, can I choose both?" Tao Lu squeezed his throat and tried to soften his voice so as not to sound believable. The degree is not high.

Fart, ghosts like that kind of sly smile, just like just now, come on, give me another laugh.

As if hearing Tao Lu's heartfelt voice, Cen Ji once again showed him a warm smile that would seduce anyone, making his heart skip a beat.

"Cen, Mr. Cen?" Tao Lu stuttered, and suddenly realized that there must be a monster in the abnormal situation, and it can make the cold Cen Ji laugh like this. Oh my god, it's not because he wants to drag himself to do something that will kill someone.

Cen Ji saw that he was thinking wildly again, sighed, and said, "I went back to check yesterday, and it was because you were suppressed by long-term poverty that led to your extreme desire for money, your strong desire for material things, and your attempt to rely on yourself. The utilitarian vanity of the body superiority."

Tao Lu: "Huh?" What the hell?

Seeing his bewildered face, Cen Ji was even more determined to save the lost youth: "Let's be honest, I decided to train you into a five-love youth who loves the motherland, the people, labor, science, and socialism. At this point, you need to resolutely implement the basic principles of being honest and trustworthy, don't be lazy, don't be late and leave early, do good deeds every day, and if things go on like this, you will definitely become a good young man with correct three views."

Tao Lu: Did the chicken thief get his head caught by the door before he went out this morning?Why did the painting style change suddenly, Ai Jia's little heart couldn't bear it!

Chicken thief: No, if it's fake, it's me.

After hearing this, Tao Lu just wanted to say: It's a dog...

The author has something to say: Mr. Cen’s hidden attributes: a class teacher-like good boss who cares about the country and the people