Raiders of that cat

When Pei Yang walked in, An Xiuchen was looking down at the document, frowning.

Pei Yang put the lunch on the tea table: "Boss An, it's time to eat."

An Xiuchen didn't raise his head, and didn't even respond.

Pei Yang walked over directly, reached out and took the document, and then An Xiuchen looked up at him: "What are you doing? Give it back to me."

Thanks to An Xiuchen, he, Pei Yang, was tired all morning, and everyone in the company could order him around. Seeing that the other seven interns were trying to participate in new projects, and he could only do these useless jobs for moving I was working, my clothes were drenched several times, but An Xiuchen was fine, sitting in the spacious office with the air conditioner blowing, very comfortable.

"Mr. An, I have reason to doubt you now. Did you do all this to me on purpose?"

An Xiuchen saw the little flames dancing in Pei Yang's eyes, and slowly withdrew his hand, leaning on the back of the chair: "Pei Yang, your ability is the best among all the interns, I just want more Exercising and exercising you, why, you can't stand it so soon?"

What a sanctimonious fellow.

Pei Yang stared at An Xiuchen and narrowed his eyes halfway. He knew very well what An Xiuchen's purpose was for doing this. It was nothing more than forcing himself to go, but An Xiuchen seemed to have forgotten the saying that it is easier to invite God than to send God away. .

Pei Yang quickly restrained his temper, adjusted his emotions, put the documents by the table, put the lunch in front of An Xiuchen, and smiled at him: "I know Mr. An treats me the most. Well, it's lunch time, the body is the capital of the revolution, Mr. An might as well read the documents after eating."

An Xiuchen didn't expect Pei Yang to change so quickly, and thought that what he said would definitely anger him, but now it seems that his endurance is quite strong.

Pei Yang unceremoniously moved a chair and sat next to An Xiuchen.

"Who told you to sit here and eat?"

Pei Yang opened the lunch box and blinked his eyes: "Mr. An, have you forgotten that I don't have a separate desk in the creative department, so I can only squeeze with you. You see that your desk is so big. It’s not a problem to sit seven or eight people, don’t be so stingy.”

An Xiuchen glared at Pei Yang, but Pei Yang had already lowered his head and started to eat.

An Xiuchen didn't want to get angry with him, so he had to endure it, but the moment he opened the lunch box, his face changed.

What he hates most is onions, but this lunch box is full of onion sticks and nothing else at all.

Did Pei Yang do this on purpose?

"I remember, the lunch I told Xiao Chen to tell you didn't seem to be fried onions, did it?"

Pei Yang slowed down his chewing, glanced at An Xiuchen's lunch, and put on an innocent face: "Boss An, don't you eat onions?"

"Didn't Chen Yi tell you?"

Pei Yang said "ah", and his eyes rolled slightly: "I seem to have said it, but I see that you have a cold recently, and I want you to eat onions to make you feel better. I didn't expect you to really not eat them."

An Xiuchen put down his chopsticks and fell silent.

Pei Yang pushed the fried pork with garlic moss that he had eaten half way over: "Why don't we change it?"

Pei Yang could understand the look in An Xiuchen's eyes as disgust.

Pei Yang thought for a while, and took a bowl of seaweed egg drop soup from the side: "This is the only thing, why don't you make do with it, and I'll treat you to a good meal when you get off work."

The seaweed and egg drop soup was steaming hot. An Xiuchen was stunned for a while, but he didn't refuse. He picked up a spoon and ate it.

Pei Yang stared at him: "You seem to like to drink seaweed egg drop soup?"

An Xiuchen paused, he hadn't had seaweed and egg drop soup for five years, but for the first time after five years, there was a taste of nostalgia.

Before he knew it, An Xiuchen started talking: "I have a friend who makes seaweed and egg drop soup very delicious."

Pei Yang tilted his head: "Friend? Could it be the friend who gave you that tie?"

An Xiuchen glanced at Pei Yang who was full of curiosity, and said into ice: "Pei Yang, do you know what is the first rule of survival that should be followed in the workplace?"

Pei Yang's mouth twitched: "For the work, I will devote myself to death."

"Wrong, you shouldn't inquire. Don't inquire. Talk less and do more, especially since I'm still your boss."

Pei Yang twitched his mouth and muttered to himself: "You were the one who said it first, but it's really hard to keep your mouth shut after whetting your appetite."

An Xiuchen turned a deaf ear and just sipped the soup with his head down. The seaweed and egg flower soup in this shop was a bit poor.

Before, Gu Shaoqing would bring him breakfast every morning, with different styles, but every time there would be a bowl of seaweed egg drop soup.

In winter, Gu Shaoqing was afraid that the seaweed egg drop soup would be cold, so he put it in his clothes to keep warm, and then sat at the door of the teaching building and waited for An Xiuchen. Every time he saw An Xiuchen just came out, he stood up happily, He ran over in a hurry, and handed the breakfast to An Xiuchen in a silly way.

Just because An Xiuchen unintentionally praised him for the delicious seaweed and egg drop soup, Gu Shaoqing remembered that this gift was for a year, and there was never a break in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Once, An Xiuchen got sick and had a fever, and couldn't eat anything, so he wanted to eat seaweed egg drop soup, but he didn't have any ingredients at home. Gu Shaoqing went all over the city at night to buy seaweed and eggs. , but he came out in a hurry, forgot to bring the key, and he didn't dare to knock on the door, for fear of disturbing An Xiuchen's rest, Gu Shaoqing didn't dare to leave and had to sit at the door, freezing all night.

The next day, An Xiuchen opened the door and saw Gu Shaoqing who was already frozen and could not speak clearly, he was angry and worried at the same time.

But Gu Shaoqing smiled silly and shook his head: "I have thick body fat, it doesn't matter if I freeze overnight, you are a patient, I will make soup for you, drink it, and you will be completely cured."

An Xiuchen sat on the sofa, looking at the heavy figure moving around in the kitchen, he was so moved for no reason.

He swore to protect the fat man well.

However, when he let go of everything, the fat man who cared most in his heart betrayed him...

Pei Yang seems to have become a lot more diligent, and there are not so many complaints. No matter how dirty, tiring, or scolded the work An Xiuchen arranges for him, he will continue without saying a word, and he has completed it very well. .

An Xiuchen thought, if it wasn't for the unhappiness he had with Pei Yang before, maybe he would really take Pei Yang as a key training object.

The second son of Aoyu Group returned to China today. As a key customer of Shangpin Ruicheng, An Xiuchen will naturally go to pick up the plane. By the way, he will show the second son the proposal that has just been released after staying up for several nights. If there is nothing problem, you can sign the contract.

An Xiuchen still has [-]% to [-]% confidence in this proposal.

But when they were about to leave, something went wrong. Xiao Tang, who was traveling together, suddenly had an accident at home, so he couldn't go together.

Xiao Tang is a French translator. The second son of Aoyu Group grew up in France. If his Chinese is not very good, he will be prepared with a translator, but now...

Seeing that the time is running out, is it still too late to arrest people in this emergency?

Chen Yi suddenly thought of a suitable candidate. He didn't need to apply to arrest someone from the head office, and this person was still in the creative department.

"Mr. An, in fact, besides Xiao Tang, there is another person in the creative department who can speak French."

An Xiuchen asked urgently, "Who is it?"

Chen Yi looked at the tea room in the creative department, and Pei Yang was carrying boxes of various drinks: "Mr. An, you forgot that Pei Yang studied in France for a year, so he should be able to speak French."

An Xiuchen took a look at Pei Yang who was working with his head down. Although he was unwilling, but the fire was imminent, and there was no other better way.

An Xiuchen asked Xiao Chen to call Pei Yang over, and then stared at him: "How do you speak French?"

Pei Yang nodded: "It's okay, there is no problem with normal communication."

An Xiuchen sighed, and asked Chen Yi to take Pei Yang to change into decent clothes, and then set off for the airport.

An Xiuchen and Pei Yang were sitting in the same car, An Xiuchen gave Pei Yang a general idea, and handed the information of the second son of Aoyu Group to Pei Yang.

Pei Yang glanced at it roughly, and smiled: "Mr. An, you should have given me so much information yesterday, but now I'm cramming, how can I remember it?"

Even without Pei Yang, An Xiuchen still had plan B in his heart: "Just memorize a few important ones, you don't have to memorize them all. When you get to the airport, play by ear."

Pei Yang put away the materials, raised his brows slightly: "I heard that the second son of Aoyu Group has a very weird temper, Mr. An, are you sure you can take him down?"

Suddenly being asked by Pei Yang, An Xiuchen's heart suddenly felt a little thumped.

The corners of Pei Yang's lips curled up slightly, he looked out the window, and said leisurely: "Boss An, take me out, and I won't let you down."

Sure enough, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. An Xiuchen has been in the shopping malls for so many years, but what he lacks the most is the courage and absolute confidence. He is cautious in everything, and I really envy Pei Yang. momentum.

When the airport arrived, An Xiuchen took five or six people and waited at the airport exit of the VIP channel. After waiting for about 15 minutes, he saw the second son of Aoyu Group.

The second son was wearing sunglasses, followed by two people, pushing his luggage, full of aura.

I don't know if he saw An Xiuchen and the others, a smile suddenly appeared on his tense face, and he quickened his pace to walk towards An Xiuchen and the others.

An Xiuchen smiled politely, stretched out his hand, and was about to say the French sentence he had prepared, but the second young master didn't see him at all, and passed him directly, but hugged a person behind him instead.

An Xiuchen frowned slightly, turned around, and the person the second young master was hugging was Pei Yang.

"Brother, I'm flattered that you came to pick me up in person."

An Xiuchen was dumbfounded, and several other people followed suit.

Pei Yang patted the second son Pei Dawei on the shoulder, and said with a calm smile, "Dawei, it's been a long time. You still haven't changed a bit."