look at that tablemate

In the afternoon when He Senliang came back from the manor next door, he packed his luggage and rolled up his bed and rolled back to the company. The efficiency was faster than that of his assistant Jiujiu's 81 phone calls.Assistant Zhou Mi put on a coffin face, holding a folder of information collected as much as possible by the returnees who bought the manor next door, and slapped it on He Senliang's desk without saying a word.

He Senliang had a cold face, watching the fleas fighting to the death with the pillow on the sofa, and he didn't want to see the folder that Zhou Mi threw over, but Zhou Mi's voice was far from her face. Opening your mouth makes you feel like a spring breeze.

"Mr. He, this is all my hard work all morning, are you sure you don't want to read it?"

He Senliang glanced at Zhou Mi as if rewarding him, "What's the matter? Can you still work hard to collect information?"

"It's not just painstaking effort, I'm going to sacrifice my appearance." Zhou Mi's face was full of pain.

He Senliang looked at her in surprise, "Isn't it? Who can even kill you? What a big heart."

Zhou Mi gritted her teeth, wanting to tear He Senliang in front of her every minute, if he wasn't the boss.

He Senliang didn't know anything about Zhou Mi's active inner activities. He crossed his legs and lazily opened the folder in front of him. After a few glances, he flipped through the materials behind, and found that many of the things he wrote were pure nonsense. / Light, he frowned in disgust and looked at it, which seemed to be the real thing.

When he saw Ji Shengyu's high school career introduction, he stopped his hands about to turn the page. While reading, he threw away the paper, shook the folder in his hand and shouted, "Is this the information you got back by selling your lust?"

Zhou Mi's coffin face transferred a large part of the hatred for her, He Senliang gasped twice as if his stomach hurt, and didn't bother to look at this nonsense anymore, "What does it mean that he once sacrificed himself to save a boy who lost his footing? to study in the first year of high school?"

If he was a bystander and saw this full of praise, he probably couldn't help but wonder how mentally retarded the boy Ji Shengyu saved?It can't be said that he may be the person who is very mentally retarded in the eyes of others. The person who provided Zhou Mi with the information must have been sent by Ji Shengyu, right?Otherwise, who would fall in love with his assistant with facial nerve necrosis?

"Also here, in order for the boy who lost his footing to return to a normal life, he did not hesitate to serve the boy like a cow, a horse, and a nanny. Ha, did you copy a story for me and send it to me?" He Senliang said to the information. He overreacted to the matter, and when he calmed down, he found Zhou Mi was looking at him mysteriously.

He Senliang stared, "What? Did I say anything?"

Zhou Mi said in a serious manner, "Mr. He, do you have any different opinions on these two matters?"

"Me?" He Senliang pointed at himself, "What insights can I have?"

"But Mr. He, you are roaring with your whole body, saying that you have special insights."

"You think too much, are you really my assistant?" He Senliang said, "Why do I feel that you are more like a boss?"

"No." Zhou Mi immediately denied, "But Mr. He, I'll just ask one more question."

"I didn't ask any more questions, you go out."

Although Zhou Mi's face was paralyzed and expressionless all the year round, the play in her eyes was comparable to Zhen Huan's biography. He Senliang ignored her accusing eyes, and then turned her eyes, and suddenly turned back to stop on Zhou Mi's chest.

"Can you pay attention to the influence?" He Senliang is satisfied with Zhou Mi everywhere, except Zhou Mi sometimes gossips, sometimes... "Why don't you wear underwear today?"

"The boss is gay, so it doesn't matter if I wear underwear or not?" As He Senliang's chief assistant, Zhou Mi knows far more things than outsiders think.For example, He Senliang's preference for unconventional sexuality.Of course, Mr. He, who loves to be stalked by entertainment gossip news, will never be able to confirm his sexuality shown to outsiders in magazines.

After all, no one can be sure that just after the last news report reported that they had a close relationship with a female star, the next news report overturned the rumor of the previous one, and turned into a person who had a drink with a male star and liked men or women.

All in all, in the eyes of outsiders, He Senliang's degree of mystery about his sexuality is rarely consistent with the degree of mystery about his appearance.From a company that was born out of nowhere to being listed, and then being crowned as an outstanding young entrepreneur, it took only two years.

He never allowed gossip magazines or online media to randomly take or even distribute his photos, keeping a low profile as much as possible.However, Bagua Toutiao just likes to focus on him.With Ji Shengyu's return to China, the unwavering gossip headlines have a faint tendency to shift their attention.

"Although I don't mind, what about the people who come to visit our company?" He Senliang couldn't look at Zhou Mi's boldness from the same height for a while, "Even though I was here because of you and the gang of flirtatious bastards outside I chose you because of differences in aspects, as my assistant, you can't be so unscrupulous, I just like men, not sexual/impossible/capable."

Zhou Mi: "..."

You should really record what the boss said just now!

"My feeling of not wearing underwear is as comfortable as you are at home without underwear."

"Sorry." He Senliang said, "Except for bathing and sleeping with others, I wear underwear all the time. I am so conservative and steadfast."

Zhou Mi: "..."

Probably the way the boss opened it today was wrong.

So Zhou Mi turned around and left the office, and opened the door again after 5 minutes.

He Senliang: "?"

It's all said and done, is there anything else Zhou Mi wants to discuss with him in detail?

"Boss, if you don't collect fleas, I'm afraid the front desk will be repaired tomorrow." Zhou Mi who came in again had already automatically filtered out the topics he had talked to He Senliang before.He Senliang naturally wouldn't ask why Zhou Mi didn't wear underwear anymore.

"Okay, I went to the company today to show off to tell the company people that I'm back." He Senliang has no interest in sitting in the company all day long, and he can't do it in the state of a workaholic. "Call me if you have anything to do. By the way, have the chickens, ducks and geese in the manor been brought back?"

Zhou Mi couldn't be as direct and intuitive to He Senliang's taste in choosing pets as he accepted his sexuality. Thinking of the three cries that sounded like a broken copper gong hitting a broken pot and a broken cup together, He Senliang raised his voice. I have been watching those three aquatic birds of different species for two years, and I am immediately in awe.

"Well, it has been sent back to the villa."

These days, it's not just people who are more popular than others, but people who are compared with chickens, ducks and geese will also be irritated to death.The chickens, ducks and geese live in villas, and they, a group of exhausted people, live in rented houses.

"That's good. I'll go get the fleas right now. Anyone who comes to the company to look for me will say that I'm on a business trip abroad. As for the return date, it's undecided." He Senliang expected that Ji Shengyu would come to him again, and explained to Zhou Mi as much as possible in place.

Zhou Mi obviously didn't understand the ultimate use of this sentence, staring at a pair of big eyes, perfectly showing the indifference of eyes, He Senliang left a look in a mysterious way, and drifted away.

In the afternoon, Zhou Mi received a call from the secretary of the chairman of the two companies, and suddenly remembered the mysterious smile that He Senliang left when he left. The words left by Mr. He are used here.

Therefore, Zhou Mi replied in a very formulaic way: "Mr. He is on a business trip abroad, and the return date is yet to be determined. You can leave your name. When Mr. He returns, I will report to him as soon as possible."

The secretary on the other end of the phone seemed to be communicating with someone, and he could vaguely hear it, so no need.Zhou Mi figured it out, is he someone who wants something from Mr. He again?There has been an endless stream of calls to invite Mr. He to dinner all the year round. Perhaps this excuse this afternoon is used by Mr. He specifically to deal with this call?Those who can call her are experienced and experienced drivers.

"Excuse me, when Mr. He comes back, we will meet in person, goodbye." The secretary's tone was more businesslike than Zhou Mi's,

Zhou Mi put the phone back, and wait until the day you come to beg Mr. He, I will see if you will still be business-like.

Flea is a Chinese pastoral dog. It stands to reason that his temperament should be extremely gentle and obedient. However, Flea experienced a different growth period when he was a child. He wore the appearance of a Chinese pastoral dog and the soul of a husky. His yearning for freedom is comparable to that of the second-hand world. The Huskies have to go up to another stage.

It took He Senliang a long time to put the dog collar around the flea's neck. It was still not cool in the sultry summer evening. He Senliang pulled the flea out of the company, watching the flea jump left and right, trying to break free Collar, he changed his decision to pick up the car directly, and followed the flea through the crowds, all the way along the road.

He didn't know what the fleas were based on, perhaps boredom.

As the fleas took him away, more and more people went away, but there were fewer cars.He Senliang raised his head and looked around. This place was probably a shopping street built by a company that demolished the old factory area by bidding for land.All kinds of famous brands abound, and the shopping street is divided into high-end and high-end areas, but if you say that this is not suitable for ordinary people to consume, then you are wrong.

Behind the two streets of the famous brands, there is a snack street that is not inferior to the famous brand street in terms of storefronts or road surface. The price is close to the people and the taste is pleasing.Since its opening to the present, many people have come here because of word of mouth, just to taste the snacks that have been raised a lot.

The snack street is not far from the building where He Senliang's company is located. It has been half a year since it opened. However, it is the first time for He Senliang to set foot in this area. In recent years, he has been busy with his studies and buried in various contracts and plans of the company. In the book, he rarely has the opportunity to come into contact with snacks, and spends most of his time on takeaway.

His face was moody, and his eyes were full of interest in these seemingly delicious snacks. He wanted to eat them, but he couldn’t hold back. He was wearing an outfit that looked incompatible with the entire snack street. The owner of the snack bar was curious when he saw him. Everyone looked at him, but no one yelled at him to go in and eat.

He Senliang was standing in front of a chicken chop shop with ice cream, he watched the boss twist out the butter flower that he found extremely difficult as easily as eating and drinking, and his hand speed was faster than the rumored woman turning her face.Eager to try, he opened his mouth and said, "Boss, can I have an ice cream?"

When the aunt at the cashier saw him, her eyes lit up.Even if He Sen's cool looks make the aunt happy, she can't let the aunt sell him an ice cream easily, "The ice cream is free when I buy chicken chops."

He Senliang didn't expect the ice cream to be a free gift, "Wouldn't it be nice to eat ice cream and chicken chops together?"

"You eat the ice cream, and then eat the chicken chops. You are not allowed to eat the chicken chops with the ice cream." The aunt said with a smile, "You sell only one ice cream, and it is difficult for us to sell it."

The owner of a big business really doesn't know that this small ice cream will make it difficult for a chicken chop shop to sell. After he became angry, He Senliang understands that mutual understanding and discussion between people are better than unilateral rage The behavior was more effective, he didn't have to eat ice cream, he was impulsive, and the impulse of being told by the aunt dissipated without a trace, and smiled apologetically at the aunt.He Senliang turned and left the chicken chop shop.

He dragged the flea and continued to walk along the snack street. The flea never took an unusual path. Seeing He Senliang leave the chicken chop shop, he immediately dragged him wildly, but He Senliang refused to follow its stride. own style.

So people on the snack street saw a Chinese pastoral dog strangled by a collar from time to time revealing the whites of the eyes that already occupy most of the eye sockets. A little fat pig with cabbage in the ground.Looking back along the dog leash, I saw a young man who made people feel that his surroundings were bright. The young man's skin was very good. Although his facial features were exquisite like a girl's, he had a very strong feeling both in his temperament and in his overall demeanor. .

The young man was obviously accustomed to the anxious dog. He walked leisurely, not at all affected by the dog's strenuous efforts to eat bones. Instead, he laughed because of the dog's arching and arching movements.

With this smile, the ice and snow melt, and the spring is beautiful.

In order to prevent the fleas from biting the rope, He Senliang finally quickened his pace. The most favorable compliment to his behavior is that the fleas jumped and ran more powerfully. Anyway, He Senliang no longer quickened his pace, and the fleas were not discouraged. He didn't know what it was to be tired at all, he was still jumping around with his four short legs, and kept rushing forward.

He Senliang pulled the flea with a livid face. The destination of the flea was very clear. The temporary garbage station 50 meters away from the snack street. He never thought that the flea that was served by delicious food and drink still couldn't change the bad nature of the dog. He couldn't forget places like garbage dumps, especially when the fleas were just weaned and he took them back to raise them.

The flea is still energetically dragging towards the garbage dump. If it can see people's eyes and act, it should turn around and walk to the snack street in a well-behaved and sensible way at this time. No matter what snacks it wants to eat, He Senliang will satisfy it .It's a pity that Flea is a Chinese pastoral dog who grew up with Husky.

He Senliang didn't look at the anxious look of the flea monkey, and held on to the dog leash without moving. After bouncing back and forth hundreds of times, the flea finally realized that something was wrong with his master.It strolled back to He Senliang on its short legs, and looked at him with its head tilted.

Don't think that if you are cute, I will let you go.He Senliang thought to himself, the fierce eyes staring at the flea revealed a trace of cruelty, if you dare to go to the garbage dump, I will send you down the overpass when you go back at night.

The flea whined, barked a few times, ran to He Senliang's legs like a dog, ran around him a few times, and used his dog's head to flatter He Senliang from time to time while running. legs.

He Senliang would never be caught by fleas, a trick that has been used for a long time. He still had a pale face, looking at the fleas neither happy nor sad.As a dog, it is impossible to analyze whether he is happy or not from the face of a human being. Maybe it is a misinterpretation, and the fleas repeat their old tricks, making Fang

Only then did the movement of turning around and rubbing his legs come again.

"It's useless, come home with me." He Senliang said.

The flea barked, and unwillingly dragged its four short legs to follow behind He Senliang. The appearance of drooping head and ears expressed the loss of not reaching the goal. He Senliang didn't care about the loss of fleas. , It is impossible to go to the garbage dump, just like the chickens, ducks and geese in the villa are not allowed to scour in the muddy water and get covered in dirt.

The fleas dragged him away alive and kicking when he came, and he had to drag the fleas away coaxing and tricking him when he went, lest this bastard get angry and just sit on the spot and refuse to go home with him.At that time, he had only two choices, one was to carry the fleas away, and the other was to drag the fleas back along the ground.

He never trades compromises for temporary stability, after all, behind one compromise will be hundreds of silent compromises.He Senliang didn't allow this to happen.

Flea seems to be full of affection and envy for the stray dogs on the snack street. Every time a stray dog ​​runs by, it will always stare at the stray dog ​​with its own small eyeballs, until it can no longer be seen, before hugging it. It is a pity to turn back to the dog's head, so repeatedly.He Senliang turned his head to look at the state of the fleas from time to time, so he easily discovered the fleas' intentions.

He couldn't help but laugh immediately.

Others always say that the Chinese Pastoral Dog is not as smart as the Golden Retriever, the Samoyed is beautiful, and the Husky is second-rate, but he obviously met a rare mutant species.

He Senliang didn't say anything, and quietly dragged his body and mind with the unwilling fleas to the avenue. The average taxi driver would not be willing to carry passengers with pets, especially when he came out with fleas, and he didn't have a cage. There is no bag, which is standard for dogs and dogs.

"I have to go back to the company parking lot to pick up the car. It's so troublesome." He Senliang murmured, wondering if he could get a car at this time, he silently took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and entered the requirements and information on the travel software. Leave a message and wait for the person who is willing to take the order to take him and the flea home.

Sitting loosely on a chair parked outside the cafe, fleas, a dog’s face covered with the sadness of being forcibly taken away by the owner five meters away from the garbage dump, from time to time shortness of breath, humming from the open dog’s mouth Chirping's dissatisfied voice caused He Senliang to look down at it from time to time, for fear that it would get mad and bite the rope and rush to the garbage dump.

While He Senliang was staring intently at the knotted dog rope in his hand, an ice cream suddenly appeared in front of him. This ice cream was exactly the same as the ice cream he wanted to eat just now but gave up because his aunt said it was not easy to sell.

He followed the ice cream and saw the slender hands with distinct knuckles, squinted his eyes slightly, and sneered: "You installed a GPS on me?"