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Yan Shaoqian: "..."

rabies vaccine?

He had nothing to say, so he had to prevaricate casually: "Ah...haha, yes, I will fight."

Unexpectedly, Wu Yu became serious: "When did you bite it? You have to fight within 24 hours. If it's too late, it's too late."

The corner of Yan Shaoqian's mouth twitched.

Is this guy an idiot?Did you really believe it?

This kind of lie is made up casually?

In the current popular words, isn't he a fool?

"But Brother Yan," Wu Yu scratched his face, and asked again, "I'm a little curious, what kind of posture is it... to be bitten by a dog on the lip?"

Yan Shaoqian took a deep breath, not wanting to continue to be hit by Jiangzhi, he waved his hands and said, "I'm going to eat."

"……OK."

He originally planned to call the squad leader who was on duty for him before, but found that he had already gone to eat, so he put his hands in his pockets and walked to the cafeteria alone.

Then... I saw a familiar black car parked in front.

Yan Shaoqian's expression was distorted.

So why is Shen still here? !

He bite the bullet and walked forward, pretending he didn't see anything, but when passing by the car, the door suddenly opened, and Shen Zhuo waved to him: "Brother Qian Qian, we agreed to have dinner together, I've been waiting for you."

Yan Shaoqian turned a deaf ear and quickened his pace.

"Don't be like this, Brother Qianqian," Shen Jue caught up with him in two or three steps, and hooked his neck, "I will be sad if you are so cold."

"Stay away from me when you're sad," Yan Shaoqian tried to break free with a straight face, "I just want to work hard, and you'll make me very troubled."

"I didn't disturb your work," Shen Zhuo became serious, "I just waited for you here quietly."

Yan Shaoqian said in his heart that you don't bother him too little?He coughed: "Let me say, your domineering president, who manages everything every day, stays with me all day, so as not to delay your work? Where do you have so much free time?"

"As long as you want to keep me, I have free time every day," Shen Jue said, blowing softly in his ear and lowering his voice, "Also, is Qian Qian's alias 'Li Wanji'? I remember."

Yan Shaoqian: "..."

He was taken aback for a moment before realizing what this guy meant, and immediately frowned, pushing the other party away: "Get lost."

There are so many tricks for modern people. Although he has been here for three months, he still hasn't fully adapted to the life here.

You especially can't adapt to this meditation.

Mr. Shen is well versed in the way of molesting, and knows what level is the limit that the other party can accept, so he accepts it as soon as he sees it, and no longer pushes it further, and follows him into the cafeteria.

Yan Shaoqian looked at the window, and his eyes lit up when he saw the dishes: "There are shrimps today? I should have come earlier."

He was busy swiping his card to get food, but he didn't notice that Shen Zhuo behind him frowned slightly.

In the past, Yan Shaoqian... didn't like shrimp.

Shen Jue stared at his back, as if trying to spot some flaws in that meticulous shirt - he always felt that this person had changed, although Yan Shaoqian was very cold to him before, but it was not the same as now Same.

Yan Shaoqian inexplicably felt that Rumang was on his back, looked back, and handed him the dinner plate he had just prepared: "Let's find a place to sit."

The haze on Shen Zhuo's face disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a realistic surprise: "Qian Qian would take the initiative to cook for me? I'm so touched."

"...I'm really angry when I call it 'Qianqian' again."

"Okay," Shen Zhuo shrugged, and took the plate full of "love", "then come here quickly."

Yan Shaoqian sighed, feeling physically and mentally exhausted.

What kind of attitude should he take towards this Shen Jue?

But now is obviously not a good time to think about life. A person who ponders overthinks too much. A heart is like briquettes. Fire moths have a fatal attraction.

Yan Shaoqian got along with him for three months, and felt that he was that moth, testing himself on the verge of jumping into the fire every day.

Leaving him out of sight for too long will make him suspicious, so let's go to eat first.

He ordered another meal, sat across from Shen Zhuo, stretched out his hand and began to peel the shrimp: "I heard that you got up at five o'clock in the morning to go to the headquarters for a meeting, and ran to me as soon as you came back. Are you not going back to the company?"

"I'll be back in the afternoon," Shen Zhuo didn't even move his chopsticks, just looked at him with his chin on his lips, "Shen's signature smile" on his lips, "I haven't seen you for two days, I miss you so much, I can't sleep or eat if I don't see you for a day, So I can’t wait to meet you as soon as I get back.”

Yan Shaoqian shook his hand, and the unfinished shrimp fell back onto the plate.

He took a deep breath, and forced himself to say "You should really be a rapper": "Boss Shen, it's really not good for you to be like this, anyway, you are also a well-known figure, can you stop being confused with men all day long? It will affect your reputation."

Shen Zhuo held his oily paw, and said sincerely, "Call me Mr. Zhuo."

"?" Yan Shaoqian was very confused, "Isn't your surname Shen?"

"There are thousands of bosses in the world, but there is only one boss, me."

"..."

Yan Shaoqian said in his heart: Vomit.

Can I still eat this meal?

He withdrew his hand blankly and continued to peel the prawns, as if the prawns were his dream lover.

Shen Zhuo looked at him and started peeling the shrimp.

The two of them fell silent at the same time for a rare moment. After a while, Yan Shaoqian put the peeled shrimp into his mouth, but Shen Zhuo put the peeled shrimp on the other's dinner plate.

Yan Shaoqian was taken aback for a moment: "Why? You don't need to peel it off for me."

Shen Zhuo's smile deepened: "Eat more if you like, you are too thin."

Yan Shaoqian felt that the meal was a stomachache, and he didn't want to look up at him, so he had to change the subject: "When you passed the toll booth just now, I clearly saw that there was another person in your car. It was your assistant, right? Why not?" Let him come over for dinner?"

"There is still the leftover bread from the morning in the car, I asked him to deal with it first," Shen Jue said, "This is a date for the two of us, what is he doing here as an outsider?"

Yan Shaoqian: "..."

He didn't know whether to complain about the "date at the toll booth cafeteria" or feel sorry for Mr. Shen's leftover bread from the morning.

For a moment, I had mixed feelings, so that I choked.

He quickly gulped down two mouthfuls of soup to get rid of the food stuck in his throat, only feeling a physical nausea.

...This body is really terrible, all kinds of problems are fine, and I am anorexic.

Even though the modern food is so delicious, how can I be anorexic?

Yan Shaoqian probably didn't understand what the original owner of this body was thinking in his entire life, and he was not willing to admit that this guy might be his reincarnation.

This is not in line with the core values ​​of socialism.

It's shameful to waste, and you must not spit it out.

Seeing his expression, Shen Zhuo immediately realized something, and asked nervously, "What's wrong? Do you want to vomit again?"

Yan Shaoqian shook his head: "It's okay, I'll eat yours."

Shen Zhuo looked at him carefully, then wiped his hands suddenly, took out a cigarette from the other's shirt pocket, and said seriously: "You secretly smoked again? Didn't you tell you to quit?"

Yan Shaoqian: "..."

Today is a really bad day.

How did he forget to put it away?

Shen Zhuo directly threw the cigarette into the trash can, and reached out to him again: "Hand it in."

"what?"

"leftover."

Yan Shaoqian twitched the corner of his mouth, and reluctantly handed in the cigarette case, thinking about the half pack of cigarettes in it that he hadn't had time to smoke, and meditated again: It's shameful to waste.

But if he doesn't pay, Shen Jue will definitely use a hundred ways to force him to submit.

Therefore, he would rather spend some money to buy another pack than listen to someone preaching.

After the two of them ate this indescribable meal, Shen Zhuo was finally about to leave. Yan Shaoqian suppressed the desire to say "Get out of here" and waved goodbye to him. Before getting into the car, Shen Zhuo finally said: "Remember to eat on time .”

"understood."

The assistant took the initiative to change to the driver very sensibly. Shen Zhuo got into the back row and prepared to squint for a while. The former looked at him through the rearview mirror and asked, "Are you coming to pick up Mr. Yan from get off work tonight?"

"No need, the quarrel was a bit too much last night, he probably won't go home today." Shen Jue touched the corner of his lips as he said, as if someone's temperature was still there.

The assistant didn't know which muscle was wrong, and suddenly started to make deadly remarks: "I'm not talking about Mr. Shen. You have been chasing Mr. Yan for so many years and failed to achieve a positive result. Why don't you give up? Obviously, the people who pursue you catch a big one. Put, why bother..."

Shen Jue didn't answer right away, but took out a pair of thin-rimmed glasses from the inside pocket of his suit, put them on the bridge of his nose, and looked up with a smile: "What did you just say? Didn't hear clearly, please repeat it again."

As soon as he put on the glasses, his whole demeanor changed suddenly, and he instantly turned into a social elite who seemed harmless to humans and animals, and was superficially gentle.

The assistant shuddered.

He quickly changed his words: "I said Mr. Shen has a unique vision, good looks, and a dedicated person—one day Mr. Yan will be moved by you and accept your wishes."

"Well," Shen Zhuo raised his legs in the spacious car, crossed his fingers on the heels of his legs, closed his eyes and rested his mind, "I like to hear this, and I will give you a bonus of two thousand this month."

"...Thank you, Mr. Shen."

Just as the assistant was about to drive, he suddenly saw Yan Shaoqian coming out of nowhere, and gestured to him to wait a moment, then walked to the side of the car, and tapped the window glass on Shenzhuo's side with his knuckles.

Shen Zhuo lowered the car window in doubt: "Why, are you reluctant to let me go?"

"No, you're overthinking," Yan Shaoqian said as he handed over a card, "I just want to remind you that your ETC card was left in the cafeteria, and my colleague just picked it up and brought it to me—— No need to explain, I know you did it on purpose, so that you can continue to use manual labor when you pass the tollbooth next time."

The corner of Shen Zhuo's mouth twitched invisibly.

Which colleague ruined his good deeds?

The smile on his face couldn't hold back, so he had no choice but to accept the card: "Then please 'thank' him for me."

"You're welcome," Yan Shaoqian said, suddenly put his arms into the car, and took off his glasses, "I really don't understand the point of your wearing plain glasses. Also, you are now Sitting posture, no matter how handsome you are, you will abide by Newton's first law when you brake suddenly, and use your face to make intimate contact with the seat in front of you - I think that may damage your personal image .”

Shen Zhuo: "..."